At Central Square in Spirit City, today’s Spirit City could be said to be extraordinarily bustling, with many residents coming here.
At first, the news of the Holy Maiden Bibi Dong betraying Spirit Hall and being severely punished by the Pope only spread within a small circle, but as time passed, more and more people came to know about it.
“Traitor!
Bah!
How merciful is the Pope?
The Pope has treated you well; you eat from Spirit Hall and take from Spirit Hall, yet you still betrayed Spirit Hall!”
“Ingrate!
This is an ingrate!
The dignified Holy Maiden, standing above one person and below ten thousand, yet you still betrayed Spirit Hall!”
“Hit her!
Smash her to death!”
Not knowing who yelled to smash her to death, the surrounding residents of Spirit City successively took the vegetables they had just bought in their baskets, or eggs, and threw them at Bibi Dong.
In the corner where she was, Bibi Dong looked at the surrounding crowd with her head lowered, letting those vegetable leaves and eggs smash onto her body.
Countless voices rang in her ears—words like ingrate, traitor, and even worse things were said.
“Facing such a traitor, the Pope actually didn’t kill her and instead gave her a golden bowl to beg with.
The Pope is truly merciful!”
“Indeed!
Indeed!
Who could have imagined that the Holy Maiden of our Spirit Hall would betray Spirit Hall?
What irony!”
“Revenge!
Revenge!
We must have revenge!
Attack the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, drag the person who bewitched the Holy Maiden back, and execute them publicly!”
The surrounding residents wore indignant expressions.
They were all people who had lived in Spirit City for generations.
Did they not know how good Spirit Hall was?
But such a great Spirit Hall actually had a traitor, and the most crucial thing was that no one could have imagined that this traitor would turn out to be Her Highness the Holy Maiden of their Spirit Hall!
The Holy Maiden…
just one step away from the Pope.
As long as the Pope stepped down, the Holy Maiden would be the next Pope!
Fortunately, the Pope possessed a Wisdom Eye, discovering this ungrateful wretch who turned her coat, otherwise once Spirit Hall truly fell into her hands, goodness knows what she would make of Spirit Hall!
“I am not a traitor…
I am not an ingrate…
I am not, I am a victim too!”
“Yu Xiaogang, I hate you…
Teacher, I hate you, why couldn’t you give me another chance?
Why make me suffer all of this, why…”
Bibi Dong no longer knew how many times she had cried.
She had become numb, experiencing this sort of thing every day.
At first, not many people knew about this matter, but as more and more people found out, a large crowd would gather at Central Square every day!
“She is actually using a golden bowl to beg?
Everyone, seize her golden bowl!”
“That is an asset of Spirit Hall and shouldn’t belong to this traitorous ingrate.
Everyone charge, beat her to death!”
The indignant residents of Spirit City were terrifying, swarming overwhelmingly toward Bibi Dong.
Quite a few Soul Masters among them directly released their Martial Souls, determined to beat her to death right here!
“Stop, everyone stop!
This is the Pope’s punishment for her.
She cannot die here, all of you stop!”
Seeing the situation spiral out of control, the original two Security Team members called for more Security Team personnel to stop these indignant Spirit City residents.
Looking at those ferocious Spirit City residents rushing toward her as if they couldn’t wait to tear her apart, Bibi Dong felt so grateful at that moment that her teacher hadn’t completely abandoned her.
“Bah!
What a hassle.
Because of this traitor, the pressure on our Security Team has multiplied.
If you ask me, we should have just finished her off directly!”
A Security Team member said resentfully.
This wasn’t the first time; it happened every day, and angry residents were terrifying.
Born in Spirit City, their affection for Spirit Hall far surpassed anyone else’s, and they hated traitors to the bone!
“Aiya!
Stop complaining here.
The Pope has ordered that she cannot die.
If she dies, we will all be buried with her!”
“Why didn’t the Pope just kill her directly!”
“How many times have you asked this already?
How can the Pope’s will be something we can fathom?
Just do your job!”
“Bah!
Because of this ungrateful wretch, the security pressure in Spirit City has multiplied over the past few days, and we are the ones suffering!”
Bibi Dong cowered in the corner, ignoring the vegetable leaves and egg white on her body as she listened to the discussions among the surrounding Security Team members.
“Teacher…
Dong’er truly knows she was wrong, Dong’er has truly repented, Dong’er doesn’t want to suffer all of this…”
“Yu Xiaogang, if there is a chance in the future, I will definitely kill you, you heartless man.
For you I gave up everything, but what did I get?!”
At this moment, Bibi Dong’s venomous hatred toward Qian Xunji and Yu Xiaogang had reached a terrifying level.
Because of Yu Xiaogang, she had fallen into such a state; because of her teacher’s ruthlessness, she had turned into this inhuman, ghost-like appearance.
Divine Mountain, inside the Hall of Elders.
Qian Daoliu and the various elders were handling the political affairs inside the The Pope’s Palace.
Following Qian Xunji’s departure, all these administrative duties fell onto the shoulders of this group of old fogies.
Light Feather Douluo wore a bitter expression, looking as if he wished he could tear whatever was in his hands straight to pieces—it was bitterly painful!
“Big Brother…” Light Feather Douluo stood up.
“What is it?” Qian Daoliu’s eyes were weary.
Being the Pope was indeed quite tiring, with endless things to process every day.
“When is Xunji coming back?
For a group of us to be here helping the The Pope’s Palace handle official business, what kind of nonsense is this?”
“Sigh…” Qian Daoliu got a headache whenever he heard this sentence.
This wasn’t the first time someone asked him this, but how on earth was he supposed to know?
After Qian Xunji left Spirit City, he completely vanished without a trace.
Who the hell knew where he was right now?
“Big Brother, how come I never realized before that being the Pope is so tiring?
This is mental exhaustion.
Some trivial, petty matters actually have to be submitted for the Pope to decide.
What kind of nonsense is this?”
Looking at the dossier in his hand, Demon Suppression Douluo grew angrier the more he thought about it, throwing the dossier directly onto the ground.
“It infuriates me!
Are those bishops all idiots?”
“Hehe…” Qian Daoliu knew all too well; otherwise, he wouldn’t have stepped down back then and let Qian Xunji become the Pope.
“Our Spirit Hall has a saying: do more, err more; do less, err less; do nothing, err no wrong…”
“Is this their reason for being inactive?
I never realized before that Spirit Hall had turned out like this, where all matters are left for the Pope to handle?!”
Demon Suppression Douluo said angrily, wishing he could strike down the bishop who submitted the dossier right on the spot.
“Big Brother, take a look at this dossier…” Golden Crocodile Douluo rubbed his throbbing temples and handed the dossier in his hand directly to Qian Daoliu.
Qian Daoliu took the dossier and looked closely, finishing it in no time.
Then he said: “Don’t ask me, I also have no idea what Xunji is actually thinking—crippling her yet still keeping her alive.”
“Because of this ungrateful wretch, who knows how many resident conflicts have broken out in Spirit City over the past few days…”
Speaking up to here, Golden Crocodile Douluo stopped.
Those who understand will understand; this wasn’t the first time this issue had been submitted.
“This matter still needs to be resolved; otherwise, if everyday is like this, the security pressure in Spirit City will increase immensely.”
Green Luan Douluo put down the dossier in his hand and said.
“How should we handle it?” Qian Daoliu’s gaze swept across the few of them.
“Xunji keeping her can also be considered killing the chicken to warn the monkeys.”
“This…” The various elders looked at one another, having no idea what to say.
“Are we just going to keep her?” Golden Crocodile Douluo said.
“Keep her.
If she is truly killed once and for all, when Xunji comes back, he will likely blame us.” Qian Daoliu said helplessly.