Douluo: I became a god after I became Tang San's sister

In the magnificent and majestic Pope's Palace, Tang Qingyi reported the entire process of the soul hunting operation to Bibi Dong truthfully without hiding anything.

Yue Guan, who was listening nearby, was surprised, "What? A thousand-year soul beast!"

Bibi Dong, who was sitting on the Pope's chair, had a cold and majestic expression on her face. Her look fluctuated and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

Satisfied, happy, amazed... and even a hint of mockery, all kinds of emotions were stirring in Bibi Dong's heart, but she finally suppressed them calmly. She looked down at the ghost who was anxiously waiting for her attitude, nodded slightly and said in approval:

"This matter is indeed very risky, but I am very satisfied with the result. Next, I will personally teach Qingyi, and you should be responsible for the plan of Death Canyon."

Thinking of those dishonest old guys in the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong's expression turned cold. "The planning of the Jiying Project and the Death Canyon has been completed. Everything is ready. We cannot afford any mistakes. We must not let the news leak out."

(The bases established in the Jiying Project and the Death Canyon are both private forces cultivated by Bibi Dong in order to break free from the constraints of the Spirit Hall.)

Guimei and Yueguan bowed their heads and said "yes", then left the Pope's Palace.

As soon as he came out, Yue Guan put his hand on Gui Mei and said teasingly, "Old Ghost, you have always been cautious, but you dare to take such a risk. It seems that our Saint Lady is really extraordinary."

The ghost looked at him, and his usually cold and gloomy face became unusually gentle.

"Yueguan, she is the child I brought up and was responsible for teaching. She is strong-willed and hardworking. If His Holiness the Pope had not made the decision first, I would really like to accept her as my disciple, so that I, an old man, would have someone to take care of my body in the future."

Yue Guan's feminine face was filled with annoyance. He hurried to stop Gui Mei from speaking, "You must have gone mad. Bah, bah, bah, what nonsense are you talking about? You old ghost can still live another 500 years!"

"Five hundred years? Wouldn't that make me a monster? Hahahaha..."

After the two elders left, Tang Qingyi was summoned by Bibi Dong to the Pope's Palace.

When Tang Qingyi came over, she couldn't help but feel a little panicked. It was really strange. Master always came in person every time she came to see me. She rarely let me go to the Pope's Palace to see her. It seemed that she was really angry this time.

Tang Qingyi had just entered when she saw Bibi Dong sitting on the Pope's chair, with a shadow covering most of her face. Her expression was mysterious and menacing, which made Tang Qingyi feel a little guilty.

"Your Majesty!"

Tang Qingyi knelt down upon hearing the voice, her back straight. She understood, she had to pay the price for her boldness.

Bibi Dong usually tried to remain gentle in front of Tang Qingyi, but now she deliberately showed her majestic and serious side.

"Do you know you're wrong?"

"Disciple knows his mistake."

Bibi Dong angrily slapped the armrest, almost breaking it. She frowned and the aura of a superior burst out.

"You still know you're wrong! Who gave you the courage to act on your own? You threw away the soul beast I had prepared for you and courted death by pursuing your own limits!"

Tang Qingyi knelt on the ground blankly, pursed her lips and said nothing.

Bibi Dong was even more furious when she saw Tang Qingyi like this. She almost ruined her image as the Pope and shouted angrily without caring about her image:

"You were lucky this time and succeeded in absorbing the spirit ring. What about next time? What about the next time?"

Tang Qingyi could hear the concern behind Bibi Dong's anger, so she lowered her attitude and pretended to be pitiful:

"Master, I know you are doing this for my own good. But my current strength is too weak, far from enough. I can't defeat that young master, nor can I shut up those who slander you.

I have always known that my martial spirit is peculiar and its origin is unknown. You have gone through so much controversy to accept me as your disciple. I just want to become stronger. No matter how dangerous it is, I want to try my best. "

Bibi Dong was originally only seven points angry, but after hearing these heartfelt confessions, she was only three points angry now, and the last bit of hardness in her heart towards Tang Qingyi turned into softness.

Bibi Dong looked at Tang Qingyi, who was sitting down with a pitiful look on her face, and couldn't help but wonder, how could such a tenacious and dedicated disciple be such a crybaby?

"Get up. Why did I accept a crybaby like you? Go and adapt and consolidate your skills in the next few days. I will tell you the new arrangements when the time comes."

Tang Qingyi: ??Yeah?

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Half a month later, Tang Qingyi received Bibi Dong's order to go to the Wuhun Hall's Wudou Soul Field for actual combat training. As the Saint of the Wuhun Hall and the seed of the new generation, Tang Qingyi's travel plan must not be leaked to the enemy.

In order to conceal their tracks, the only people responsible for escorting Tang Qingyi to the martial arts soul arena were the two siblings Cang and Fei who had been following Tang Qingyi.

Sister Fei takes care of Tang Qingyi's daily life and works as a bodyguard part-time, while her brother hides in the dark as a shadow guard.

At present, Cang was sitting outside driving the carriage, and Tang Qingyi was sitting inside the carriage asking Fei about matters concerning the fighting soul field.

"Fei, why don't we just go straight on the road, but take a carriage instead? This is my first time riding in a carriage.

This was a small question for Tang Qingyi, and it was also a test for her. She wanted to see what attitude these two unfamiliar guards would have when they met an inexperienced superior. This would also determine whether these two people were worthy of her trust without the protection of her teacher and the ghost elder.

"Your Highness, the order above does not require a time for us to arrive, and the distance is far, so it would be more comfortable to travel by carriage. If Your Highness has other ideas, I will follow your orders."

Tang Qingyi looked at the meticulous Fei, with a hint of interest in her eyes. The answer was flawless, but how long could this performance last?

"Then... can we take a look around when we get to the fighting arena? Oh, by the way, do we have enough funds? If it's difficult..."

"Yes! I will definitely help you achieve whatever you want."

Fei looked at the little girl in front of her who was less than ten years old. Her grey eyes seemed to show sadness, her straight nose, light pink cherry mouth, and fair and tender face made people want to feel pity for her.

Ah! Is this the saint girl who had a miserable life and was forced to practice by the evil elder every day? No one told them that the little saint girl was so delicate and beautiful (cute and pitiful)!

How pitiful! You've never even ridden in a carriage. My child, you've suffered a lot. Don't be afraid, mom will take good care of you.

Fei looked at Tang Qingyi firmly and nodded, with fire burning in her eyes. Well, she can do it!

Tang Qingyi tried several times, but was blocked by Fei in front of her. She didn't say anything more, but she secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

Ever since she joined the Spirit Hall, Tang Qingyi seldom showed up in the Spirit Hall. She thought that no one in the Spirit Hall would obey her and would take the opportunity to teach her a lesson. It seems that she was overthinking it.

It is also possible that the master had instructed them something before they left.