Chapter 203: 203. Chapter 201: Played Enough

203. Chapter 201: Played Enough

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The Elder Hall.

After giving instructions to Hu Liena, Bibi Dong arrived here and had Yue Guan summon all the Elders.

When the agreed-upon time arrived, Bibi Dong opened her eyes.

Except for the High Priests under Qian Daoliu, all other Title Douluo Elders had come.

"Don't be nervous. I've called everyone here today for only one thing." Bibi Dong placed the scepter symbolizing the Pope's authority and the Purple Gold Crown onto the table.

"From this moment on, I am no longer the Pope of the Spirit Hall."

"???"

Everyone looked at Bibi Dong with bewildered expressions.

What was going on? "Your Holiness the Pope, what are you..."

"I'm tired. I have no interest anymore." Bibi Dong stood up.

"That is all."

Having said that, Bibi Dong turned and left the Elder Hall.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei, watched by the crowd, exchanged a glance and turned to follow Bibi Dong.

"Why are you following me?" Bibi Dong asked.

"Your Holiness the Pope, if you leave, it won't be easy for us to get by here," Yue Guan said.

"One of you is Level 97 with the potential to break through to Level 98, and the other is Level 96, likely capable of reaching Level 97. With such strength, how could you not get by?" Bibi Dong said.

Yue Guan's talent was very high, but he was obsessed with worldly glory and was not focused on cultivation, which was why he had been stuck at Level 95 for so many years. If he had spent his days thinking about cultivation like those High Priests, even without the Strange Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum that Nan Feng gave him, reaching Level 97 would not have been impossible.

Gui Mei's martial soul was unique. After consuming the Pill, the trauma originally caused by his soul leaving his body had been completely repaired; it was not impossible for him to cultivate to Level 98 in the future.

Even now, the two of them were capable of fighting Jin E to a draw with their Spirit Fusion Skill.

Once they broke through to Level 98, even Qian Daoliu would be unable to do anything to them.

"Your Holiness the Pope, Nan Feng Elder... is he really dead?" Gui Mei asked.

"Dead. Dead completely," Bibi Dong said.

"Then what do you plan to do next?" Gui Mei asked.

"Take Nana and the others to Sea God Island to retire," Bibi Dong said.

"Then... can we come along?" Gui Mei asked.

"……"

"As you wish."

Bibi Dong's figure flickered and she vanished from the spot.

Gui Mei looked at Yue Guan, "He's not dead."

Yue Guan nodded, "Definitely."

Based on their observations over so many years, if Nan Feng were truly dead, Bibi Dong would absolutely not have resigned as Pope. What she would do would certainly not be retiring, but rather using this opportunity to incite a war and drag everyone down with him.

Being this quiet now was not right.

"Are you sure you're quitting?" Gui Mei asked.

"I don't really care. After all, he saved me and gave me a new life. Besides, for me, the glory of this Spirit Hall means nothing."

He was originally a living dead man; the wealth that the living yearned for held no attraction for him. It was just that he had met Yue Guan back then, and the resonance between their martial souls had produced a special Spirit Fusion Skill.

Later, he and Yue Guan joined the Spirit Hall together, which was nothing more than helping Yue Guan pursue the wealth and glory he longed for.

"Played enough," Yue Guan said.

"Having spent these years with him, what kind of scenes haven't I seen? I have no regrets in this life."

"Besides, I also want to see what happens next."

Would Nan Feng come back to life? Would this be another fishing expedition? He didn't know, but he was very curious.

Moreover, having been forcibly led by Nan Feng to walk a tightrope all these years, he was truly tired! ……

"Sea God Island?"

Because the situation was still uncertain, Ning Fengzhi had not yet taken the people of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect away from Wuhun City. Furthermore, there was still no news of the Crown Prince Xue Qinghe he had brought with him. Of course, in all likelihood, there would never be news again.

On the night before the tournament began, Xue Qinghe—or rather, Qian Renxue—had already laid her cards on the table with him.

To be honest, this matter was within his expectations.

After all, Xue Qinghe's attitude toward the Spirit Hall was often ambiguous, which was something that absolutely should not happen for a Tiandou Crown Prince.

Therefore, he had guessed long ago that there was some kind of relationship between Xue Qinghe and the Spirit Hall, but he just hadn't expected that the real Xue Qinghe had long since been replaced.

The current Xue Qinghe had always been the granddaughter of the Grand Elder Qian Daoliu, Qian Renxue.

"Sister Nana said she is going and asked if I want to go," Ning Rongrong said.

"Hu Liena?" Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly.

"Is she going by herself, or... did the Pope say she was going?"

"It seems it was the Pope who said it," Ning Rongrong said.

"Father, do you think... he is really dead?"

Ning Fengzhi shook his head, "I'm not sure."

Bibi Dong had been led astray by Nan Feng quite a bit over these years; she was no longer the person she used to be.

He could not judge whether Nan Feng was dead or alive based on Bibi Dong's current reaction.

"Father, I want to go and see," Ning Rongrong said.

"What if... what if he is still alive?"

"But what if he is already dead?" Ning Fengzhi said.

"I don't know." Ning Rongrong lowered her head.

"Xiao Wu and the others are going; I don't want to stay here alone."

"Then go." Ning Fengzhi said.

"You have grown up, and it is time for you to go out and walk around. I hope you go out to see the world, but I am also worried about you going alone. Now that there is this opportunity, since your friends are going, you should follow them out to take a look."

"Mm." Ning Rongrong hugged Ning Fengzhi tightly, then turned and ran out.

"I'm going to pack my things!"

"Run slowly."

"Got it!"

"..."

"Fengzhi, are you at ease?" Gu Rong walked out from the shadows.

"What else can I do if I'm not at ease?" Ning Fengzhi sighed.

"Could I possibly stop her?"

Perhaps Ning Rongrong's feelings for Nan Feng had not reached that level, but under the stimulation of such life-and-death partings, many feelings would undergo changes that even the parties involved would not expect.

Moreover, the current continent is too strange.

Going to Sea God Island, with Bibi Dong there, there shouldn't be any danger.

"The changes in her over these past few months are greater than the changes over the past ten-plus years," Gu Rong said.

"She is very smart, she just lacks experience," Ning Fengzhi said.

"In these past few months, she has stood on the sidelines of the center of conflict and seen many things."

"She is no longer a child."

In these past few months, the changes on the Douluo Continent have been more frequent than the fluctuations of the past several hundred years; conflicts were incited to the limit, yet they stopped just as they were about to erupt due to a lack of a leading force.

Now everyone is standing on the edge of a cliff; whether to take a step forward to escape the danger, be pushed off into the abyss, or perhaps suddenly have another force join in and knock everyone down.

No one knows.

This strange state will continue for a long time, until a new leading force appears.

Before that, everyone has to sleep with one eye open. (End of chapter)