Chapter 45: The Pope and Xiao Yuzi's Early Meeting

Even though he had Qian Daoliu to back him up, Feng Xuan still tried to hide his cultivation level and did not install four or five soul rings.

With my identity, I can fool most people. After all, no one here will offend the great priest.

But it's different for a certain lady. What if she gets so emotional that she loses her mind and attacks me secretly? What should I do? Safety is the most important thing.

The big guys in the worship hall are busy getting soul cores these days, so it’s not easy for them to show up, so they have to keep a low profile.

When he returned home, he told his mother the good news that he had been worshipped and accepted as a disciple.

Seeing that the three of them were very happy, Liu Xi also showed a bright smile.

"You really are my good boy." He moved closer to his son and whispered in his ear.

"Well, Xuan'er, what kind of official is the Gongfeng in the Spirit Hall? I've never heard of it. In the past two days, many customers who bought clothes said that the Gongfeng has accepted disciples. Is it you?"

Feng Xuan heard this and was full of questions. "Mom, don't you even know this?"

But on second thought, it seems to be true. The seven great priests are completely independent of the Elders' Hall and form their own worship hall. They usually don't care about worldly affairs and only concentrate on cultivation.

In fact, not many people know of their existence, and they are basically only high-level officials and powerful people from various forces.

For a mother like me, who can be said to be a country commoner, it is normal not to know.

"The most powerful elders are the worshippers. My master is the chief worshipper."

After hearing the explanation, Liu Xi suddenly realized it, but then asked in a low voice: "I remember when I was in Notting City, there was a Master Yu who claimed to be the elder of the Spirit Hall."

"He doesn't even seem to be a Soul Master, but to become an elder of the Spirit Hall, doesn't one have to be a Titled Douluo?"

He lowered his head and thought for a moment, "He is an honorary elder. This status is purely symbolic. There is only one in the entire continent. It seems that the Pope granted him this title after he ascended the throne."

"Granted by the Pope? On what basis can he get it when he's not even as strong as me?" Liu Xi couldn't help but slam the table and stood up.

In her opinion, apart from the Pope, the highest official is the elder.

But such a weak person could actually become one, and the sense of distance and sacredness deep in my heart was instantly shattered.

"Well, it is said that because he made some theories public and made great contributions to the soul master world, the Pope made him an honorary elder in order to encourage him as the first person."

This was the reason Bibi Dong gave to the outside world, but it did not receive the approval of the Elders' Hall and the Worship Hall. How could they accept such a ridiculous reason?

Rules are rules, and you can’t change them overnight just because you say so.

But Qian Daoliu didn't bother to care about such trivial matters, and everyone thought that the chief priest had tacitly agreed, so no one mentioned it again.

"What theory?"

"The top ten core competitiveness of martial spirits, which contain some basic knowledge."

As he spoke, Feng Xuan curled his lips with disdain. He had read the version published by Yu Xiaogang before out of curiosity. After all, who would have the time to remember such unimportant things?

Seeing that my mother seemed unaware of the theory, I explained the whole thing to her.

Liu Xi was shocked after hearing this, "Xuan'er, are you sure you didn't say anything wrong? Why does mother feel like it's all nonsense?"

"Mom, you're right, it's all nonsense!" Feng Xuan couldn't stop nodding.

I really don't understand how Yu Xiaogang has the nerve to use this to prove to the world that he is a master of theory. Is he sure he is not flogging his corpse in public?

No wonder everyone is laughing at him.

In addition, he also published some theoretical encyclopedias, which reduced his notoriety a lot, but he still doesn't have a good reputation.

Because apart from the copied data which is of reference value, the entire text is almost entirely unprovable theories filled with a few words.

Maybe, I guess, I think, I think
There is no practical data to prove its authenticity.

After all, there is no library to find books for reference, so where can he, a level 29 soul master, find people to practice with?

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan did not provide him with any help, and no one in the Spirit Hall looked up to him except Bibi Dong.

Feng Xuan suddenly remembered that he had met Tang San in the Soul Hunting Town before.

It is certain that the guy's Blue Silver Grass has a poisonous spirit ring attached to it, because normal Blue Silver Grass will not turn black.

He had originally chosen the golden vine as his first soul ring, but in recent years, Gangzi probably gave him a dark soul ring with poisonous attributes in order to verify his theory.

I can only say, you are worthy of being here, Master!
As Liu Xi was laughing, his eyes suddenly lit up. If he can do it, why can't I?

So he said, "Xuan'er, after listening to this, I feel like I can also write a theoretical book. If I publish it in the Spirit Hall, can I also become an honorary elder?"

"I heard from your brother Tao that the elders are paid very well."

Feng Xuan's face darkened. Mom, did you really not hear that Yu Xiaogang has a special relationship with the Pope?

Do you really think that he can become an honorary elder because of this theory?
Seeing her son's expression was not right, Liu Xi felt a little embarrassed, "Don't look at me like that, I'm just talking."

Next day -
The three of them went to the academy together.

At the gate, I saw the kind-hearted red-haired young man with a broom head again.

He was sitting on a bench with his legs crossed, looking around from time to time, as if he was waiting for someone.

After approaching, he said hello.

"Nice to meet you again, what's your name?"

"Yan." He replied casually, and was stunned when he saw it was Feng Xuan. "Didn't you guys quit school? Why are you here again?"

Because the three of them were taken directly to the Worship Hall by Qian Daoliu in the morning, and in Yan's eyes, the three of them who had not shown up all day did not meet the vice-president's admission requirements.

By the way, the vice-president is also missing. I don’t know what happened to him.

"I was called to the mountain by an uncle to become his disciple. Thank you for your help yesterday, senior."

"Well, nothing. You guys go in. I have something else to do." Yan smiled and waved his hand.

As one of the three strongest students in the academy, all the younger students were juniors in his eyes, just helping out and not worth mentioning. Looking at the backs of the three people going away, he frowned and muttered, "On the mountain?"

Before Yan could think more, two figures were already walking towards him together. After noticing him, a flattering look quickly appeared on his face and he hurried forward.

"You guys are finally here, how about we go to the fighting arena together today~"

No one noticed that on the street in front of the college, a middle-aged man wearing a black robe, with a pale face and no beard and a flat head walked past quickly in small steps.

He walked towards the stairs leading up the mountain where several guards were standing not far away.

He raised his chin proudly, took out a token from his pocket and showed it to the guards.

Everyone's face changed instantly, and they all half-knelt down, bowed, and spoke respectfully.

"I've met the elder!"

Seeing this, he nodded with satisfaction and walked towards the Pope's Palace step by step.

A moment later -
He panted, calmed himself down in front of the door, and showed the token to the guard at the door.

Then the door was pushed open by two people.

Through the slowly opening crack in the door, he, who had been accustomed to looking up for several years, saw the elegant woman sitting on the high platform.

At this moment, he no longer took small steps, but walked with big strides, pretending to be a normal person.

His pride does not allow him to show any imperfections in front of his former lover.

After entering the hall, the woman waved her hand and said coldly: "Everyone, go out. I want to talk to this Elder Yu."

"Yes"

Yueguan and Guimei glanced at the man with disdain, then walked out together.

As the door closed, Yu Xiaogang said softly, "Dong'er, long time no see."

Hearing this name, Bibi Dong's heart trembled, and her wine-red eyes were full of coldness.

"There is no hierarchy! Elder Yu, you should address me as His Holiness the Pope!"

"Yes, Your Holiness." He responded calmly with no expression on his face.

"Tell me the purpose of meeting me."

"Your Holiness, please tell me how to practice my twin martial spirits safely."

After saying that, Yu Xiaogang stared into the eyes of the beautiful woman above, waiting for her response.

"After all these years, you came to me just for this?"

Bibi Dong even suspected that she was hallucinating. What she expected was his regret and apology, not this, as if she was asking, but with a condescending attitude.

"Hahahaha~ You, you who are known as a master of theory, actually also have times when you don't understand." She laughed, and she was a little out of breath.

After stopping, he stretched out his slender fingers and pointed them at his face, and said in a hissing voice: "Why don't you try it yourself? Aren't you a master of theory? Why don't you try it on your apprentice?"

"Your Holiness, please tell me how to practice my twin martial spirits safely."

Seeing him repeat it again, Bibi Dong's eyes turned red and her heart was filled with pain. You bastard! Why won't you bow to me?

After taking two deep breaths, she took out a book from her soul guide bracelet and smashed it hard into his face.

Naturally, the frail Yu Xiaogang was unable to react. He was knocked backward by the blow, and his face, which was swollen and red from being hit by the book, was facing the tall dome as he lay on the hall.

He still had no expression on his face. He turned over and slowly stood up.

Looking at the twin martial spirit cultivation materials on the ground, his dull eyes suddenly lit up and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

As for the expression of the person on the stage, it doesn’t matter.

Now, he has completely detached himself from the worldly affairs of emotions. Love is not enough to prove his theory.

"Thank you, Your Holiness, for your help!"

Looking at the other person's eyes that finally had a look of spirit, Bibi Dong tried her best to control her emotions and said softly, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

"Please allow me to meet the prisoner Tang Hao."

He revealed his true colors directly. As a Titled Douluo, Tang Hao definitely had a backup plan for Tang San, but the other party was captured, so he could only come and ask in person.

It just so happened that Bibi Dong once said that this papal decree could fulfill her wish, and it was time to fulfill it.

Bibi Dong, who was originally expecting the other party to change his attitude, had veins bulging on her forehead and the corners of her eyes twitched uncontrollably.

She sighed. She shouldn't have expected anything.

"Hand over the papal decree and get out."

Yu Xiaogang threw the token over casually, but his feet did not move, and he stared at the other party.

Unable to bear the sad look in her eyes, Bibi Dong finally agreed to go into the dungeon to see Tang Hao.

He threw a warrant to the other party, and he turned around and walked towards the door without hesitation.

Staring at the back, Bibi Dong's eyes instantly turned dark, "If you don't love me, even if I leave your body behind, I can make it into a specimen and keep it by my side."

She stood up and prepared to move forward, the scarlet murderous aura condensed into a field and continued to spread towards the figure.

Just when it was about to touch, the consciousness in his mind kept suppressing this thought, the field rotated back and forth, and finally stopped behind the other person's head.

"Leave him alone, and don't kill him now"

The weak Yu Xiaogang had no idea that he had been jumping back and forth in the gates of hell hundreds of times.

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