Chapter 64: Taking down the Chrysanthemum Ghost, Bibi Dong is isolated
After sending the three people back to the Spirit Academy, the two reported to Bibi Dong and left the Pope's Palace.

They didn't say anything more, just told each other about the physical condition of the golden generation.

Yue Guan looked at his brother's handsome face and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"What do you want to do by being so shy?"

"I plan to leave His Holiness the Pope." He gritted his teeth and spoke out his thoughts. He still didn't want to hide it from his brother whom he had known for decades.

Gui Mei's face was filled with gloom. He frowned and said in a cold voice, "Don't joke around. We swore an oath in front of the tomb of the previous pope. Since we said we would assist his disciples, we must keep our word!"

The reason why the two of them tried their best to help Bibi Dong was really because she was the Pope, so they were trying to curry favor with her?

If he wasn't Qianxunji's disciple, they wouldn't bother to care.

At that time, Bibi Dong suddenly promoted her title without asking for the opinions of any elders, and privately announced to the public that she would succeed the Pope as a saint.

Apart from the two of them, no one cared about her opinion.

More than ten years have passed, and the Pope has only been in office for a short time. You suddenly say you want to quit. Wouldn't these ten years have been in vain?

"Old Ghost, if I tell you that I have an opportunity that can directly improve my soul power and even sublimate and evolve my martial soul, and I can get it as long as I give up supporting the Pope, what do you think I should do?"

The ghost was silent, he couldn't answer.

In this world, who can refuse the opportunity to become stronger, especially when one has reached the realm of Titled Douluo. Every small improvement can bring huge benefits. He asked himself if he could give up.

"I'll go with you"

"What?" Hearing the other party's hoarse voice, Yue Guan's charming face froze. He didn't expect that his brother would agree so readily.

Gui Mei raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "If you leave, what's the point of me staying there alone? With her ruthless personality, I don't think she will end up well. It's better for us to leave together."

"Then let's go to the worship hall together."

Next day -
The two flew to the Holy Mountain together.

They had already prepared themselves mentally and did not stop in front of the Pope's Palace, but went directly to the door of the Hall of Enshrinement.

Looking at the towering buildings, both of them took a deep breath and adjusted themselves, thinking about the various possibilities that they might encounter.

After being informed, he entered and was led by the guards through the empty passage.

The Hall of Faith.

There is a prayer day here every ten days. As an on-duty elder, Yueguan Guimei has come here many times to perform his prayer duties and naturally knows the way.

The scene they saw shocked them greatly: there were six worshippers sitting on the prayer chairs!

Except for the chief priest, everyone else was sitting in meditation, obviously cultivating their soul power.

In front of the angel statue, a young man was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and beside him stood the Human Emperor Banner that frightened the Golden Generation.

The warm glow illuminated the entire hall. Feeling the soul power accelerating, Yue Guan was shocked. It seemed that being here had the effect of accelerating cultivation. No wonder all the worshippers stayed here.

The ghost could no longer move after looking at the bright yellow banner.

Hearing their footsteps, everyone opened their eyes and looked at them calmly.

"Elder Ju, you are here, please take a seat." Feng Xuan stood up and walked forward, motioning for the other party to sit down.

Yue Guan nodded and stepped forward, "Your Highness, the Holy Son, about this magical herb."

"Don't worry, since you have made your choice, you will not be treated unfairly."

Feng Xuan smiled, took out a jade box and placed it in front of him.

"Look, this is specially prepared for you."

Seeing that it was the jade box they had received before, the worshippers looked over curiously.

Each of them uses a different kind of magical herb, and the effects are also different, so naturally they all want to know what type it is.

Yue Guan looked at the jade box and his breath stagnated. He pushed open the lid with trembling hands, and a gorgeous purple flower came into view. The elegant flower fragrance emanated, and he could hardly contain his excitement, because this was exactly the same as the original appearance of his own martial spirit!
The addition of so many spirit rings has actually changed his martial soul into another form. Although it still has the characteristics of the Qirong Tongtianju, it has too many impurities.

He carefully summoned his own martial spirit and compared the differences.

Feeling the aura emitted by the magical grass, he simulated the fluctuations of this aura and adjusted the state of his martial soul.

The petals on the martial spirit became more and more lively.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your cultivation!"

Now that he had seen what he wanted, Yue Guan finally let go of the worry in his heart. He closed the jade box, took two steps back, half-knelt in front of the young man, lowered his head slightly and bowed.

He said solemnly: "I am Yueguan, and I am willing to go through fire and water for Your Highness!"

"I've told you not to rush. If you want to take this magical herb away, you still need to do something."

"Please also express your Highness."

"Find a few more good women to pass on the martial spirit."

"Other than that?"

"No, that's all I ask."

Yue Guan, who originally thought it was a big deal, was now filled with astonishment, and then with worry, as if this matter was very difficult to handle.

He looked at the ghost who was smiling happily, and thought that the other party was encouraging him, so he nodded heavily and said to himself.

"I'm sorry, old ghost. I want to get this flower, so I can only apologize to you. You are destined to be childless in this life. I originally promised to accompany you, but now I can only break my promise."

He struggled and gritted his teeth and said, "Yes! I agree!"

Feng Xuan couldn't help feeling inexplicably nauseous when he saw the two of them exchanging glances. He subconsciously took a half step back and forced a smile.

"Congratulations, Elder Ju. Please refine it as soon as possible. There will be a surprise waiting for you after you finish it."

"Well, Your Highness, I want to wait for a while before taking it and refining it. I want to observe and understand the real Qirong Tongtianju."

As a martial spirit, he knew more about this magical herb only in terms of how to use it in battle, but he had not yet learned about the properties of the plant itself and the legendary principle that taking it could make one indestructible.

"It's up to you. But if that's the case, then let's learn how to condense the soul core first. Ghost elder, don't just stand there. Let's do it together."

Papal Palace
Bibi Dong was leaning on the high throne in the center.

His body was covered with black mist that was invisible to mortals, and that mist was constantly pouring into his brain.

Her cold and beautiful face was full of confusion.

As the Pope, she should have devoted herself to the Spirit Hall, but the real controller of the Spirit Hall was the family she hated the most.

It was obvious that three years ago, he had solved the problem of Tang Hao, the biggest threat to the Spirit Hall, with great enthusiasm. At that time, he was in the limelight and his prestige instantly reached its peak.

But it was only a short time ago, and it seemed that since the young man entered Wuhun City, all his plans began to go into chaos.

That evil creature suddenly succeeded the Tiandou Empire before he could even react.

Originally, he was worried that the other party would use this reputation to come back and compete with him, but he didn't expect that the other party had no such idea at all, and even took away an old man from the worship hall and left him in Tiandou.

The successor that he had carefully trained was now unable to defeat even a twelve-year-old child.

The Elder Hall, the most important force in the Soul Hunting Plan and the War of Founding a Nation, has lost control, leaving only the two Titled Douluo left behind by the beast Qianxunji.

For a moment, it seemed that he had no other way of revenge except to complete the disgusting inheritance of the throne.

The whites of her eyes gradually began to turn dark red, and the uncontrollable murderous intent continued to surge in her heart.

It was as if he had lost the ability to think and only wanted to destroy everything in the world.

(End of this chapter)