Chapter 512: Feihuang's Suggestion, The Title Ceremony

"Bibi Dong, I admit that I misunderstood you just now, but I have no intention of apologizing to you. In the entire Spirit Hall, you are the only one for whom I have not a shred of goodwill," Nan Feihuang said as he turned around. "If you insist on being relentless, I will continue to fight you, and we shall see who lives and who dies!"

Feihuang had not forgotten how many times Bibi Dong had revealed her murderous intent toward him; it was already too many to count.

"Bibi Dong, does continuing to fight now bring any benefit to the Spirit Hall?" Guangling Douluo sighed.

If they joined forces, it would be one thing if they could truly take down Nan Feihuang, but the situation was now very clear: no one here was his match in a one-on-one fight.

Even if they ganged up on him, if he couldn't win, couldn't he just leave?

It would still be the Spirit Hall that lost face in the end. People would say that Nan Feihuang broke into the Spirit Hall alone, caused a scene, and then swaggered away; their forced intervention would be meaningless, exhausting, and thankless.

"Teacher, please calm down. The current Nan Feihuang cannot be defeated by one person, and even if many join forces, it is not certain they can keep him here," Hu Liena finally found an opportunity to come to her teacher's side and advised, "Teacher, a gentleman's revenge is not too late in ten years. It will not be too late to compete with him once you have completed your plan."

Under her disciple's persuasion, Bibi Dong finally calmed down a little. That was right; she was no longer Nan Feihuang's match. When experts exchange blows, one strike is enough to judge the strength of both sides. From the clash of soul skills just now, she could clearly feel that Nan Feihuang's power was already above hers.

Moreover, because of the Rakshasa God Trial, she was unable to unleash the full power of a Limit Douluo.

But her God Trial was also nearing its final stages; as long as she completed it thoroughly, she could achieve godhood, and that would be the time to settle the score with Nan Feihuang.

A direct conflict with him now was neither worth it nor wise.

Thinking of this, Bibi Dong said, "Five Great Elders, I can stop pursuing his responsibility, but I fear the entire Wuhun City knows by now that he broke into my Spirit Hall. How is he to be held accountable for the dignity of our Spirit Hall?"

Feihuang smiled. "To be honest, I have no intention of being held accountable. What does your dignity have to do with me? However, I am in a rush to see Xue Jie now and cannot be bothered to argue with you, so I will teach you what to do."

"I, Nan Feihuang, have just broken through to the realm of Title Douluo. Today, I have come specifically to Wuhun City to apply for a Title Ceremony. The Elders and the Pope of the Spirit Hall, seeing that I am young and being pleased by talent, have tested me, a newly promoted Title Douluo, in the capacity of seniors. They have now acknowledged the strength of my Title Douluo status, and tomorrow, the Title Ceremony will be officially held. I will also attend in person to prove it!"

Hu Liena's eyes lit up. "A good plan, Teacher, it is feasible!"

If they announced it to the outside world according to Nan Feihuang's version, then today would not be a case of him trespassing in the Pope Palace.

Instead, it would be that he admired the Spirit Hall's Title Ceremony and came here by reputation, hoping the Spirit Hall would hold this ceremony for him, and the battle just now was merely the Pope and the Elders testing his strength.

As long as Nan Feihuang truly came to participate in this ceremony tomorrow, it would be equivalent to him, the party involved, acknowledging the Spirit Hall's version of events, and it would give the Spirit Hall plenty of face.

In this way, the Spirit Hall would not only suffer no loss of reputation, but would also gain the respect of the world for conferring a title upon the youngest Title Douluo in history.

Look, such a young genius, the first thing he does upon achieving Title Douluo is to come to our Wuhun City to request that we hold a Title Ceremony for him. Is this not enough to prove the majesty of our Spirit Hall?

"Nana, you only see the benefits this brings us, but the benefits to Nan Feihuang are even greater," Bibi Dong sighed inwardly.

With Nan Feihuang's method, the reputation of the Spirit Hall was indeed preserved.

But the problem was that the hostility between Nan Feihuang and the Spirit Hall had been known throughout the continent for years. In such a situation, he came to Wuhun City alone and still forced the Spirit Hall to complete the Title Ceremony for him. How many people do you think would believe the Spirit Hall did it voluntarily?

Most people would think that this person's strength had become so great that the Spirit Hall had no choice but to compromise.

Furthermore, the title of the youngest Title Douluo of the current era was being spread by the Spirit Hall itself. Who knows how many young Spirit Masters on the continent this would cause to admire him from the bottom of their hearts, thereby attracting many people to join the Gulei Kingdom.

It was pure aid to the enemy.

Unfortunately, there seemed to be no better way now. Bibi Dong said helplessly, "Nan Feihuang, tomorrow morning, the Title Ceremony, do not be late."

Feihuang smiled slightly. "Then many thanks, Your Holiness the Pope. I think it would not be too much to ask that, as the youngest Title Douluo, you personally drape the Douluo Robe over me, right? By the way, my title is Wushuang, Wushuang Douluo!"

Bibi Dong subconsciously clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, saying, "Understood!"

This bastard, to think he dared to make her personally drape the robe for him. If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't beat him right now—a thousand words were left unsaid—Bibi Dong cursed a thousand times in her heart and left directly; she did not want to see Nan Feihuang's face at all right now.

"This menopausal woman has finally left. Senior Guangling, please take me to see Xue Jie quickly," Nan Feihuang said anxiously.

"I say, Feihuang, actually you could be a little more respectful to Bibi Dong. After all, she might be in the future..." Guangling Douluo stopped mid-sentence.

He knew it was normal for Nan Feihuang to hate Bibi Dong; after all, with his intelligence, how could he not guess who had truly been trying to take his life all along? But he "did not know" that this woman was the biological mother of his beloved, his future mother-in-law.

Feihuang could guess what he wanted to say next but couldn't; wasn't it just the mother-daughter relationship between Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue?

Such a mother-in-law is better off without.

So he interrupted directly, "Even if she were the Queen of Heaven, it would have nothing to do with me. Senior, please stop dawdling and take me to the Offering Hall quickly."

"Understood, understood. Why are young people these days so impatient?" Guangling Douluo shook his head and walked in front, leading Nan Feihuang toward the direction of the Offering Hall.

At this time, Qianjun Douluo had just dug Jiangmo Douluo out of a pile of ruins. Jiangmo Douluo complained, "I say, can no one care about me? I was clearly just here to break up the fight, so why am I the one who is most severely injured?"

"Nan Feihuang's kick really didn't go easy on me; it hurts to death."

"Alright, Second Brother, stop complaining. We still have other things to do," Qianjun Douluo sighed as he looked at the mess in front of him.

Lingyuan Douluo was still Ice Sealed and needed to be rescued, Ghost Leopard Douluo's wrist was broken and needed medical attention, and who knew which pile of ruins the Sea Turtle Douluo was buried in, waiting to be dug out?

And the destroyed houses also needed to be rebuilt. Is this Nan Feihuang a husky? He simply came here to demolish the house on purpose.

(End of chapter)