Yu Xiaogang's tone carried a condescending indifference, as if mentioning that name was a condescension.
Upon hearing this, the others stopped talking about it.
Indeed, if it weren't for the fact that he was Bibi Dong's husband and the former Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, they wouldn't have even mentioned his name in their conversation.
In their view, they don't deserve to have names.
Just then, a gasp drew everyone's attention back to the sky.
Wow! What a generous reward!
Oscar stared wide-eyed at the lines of golden reward descriptions on the screen, his mouth practically watering.
The Shrek students all looked over, their faces showing envy.
Zhu Zhuqing's cool voice also carried a hint of fluctuation.
"All of his spirit rings have been upgraded to 100,000 years?!"
"This...this is a 100,000-year soul ring! Any one of them would be enough to cause bloodshed on the continent. This reward is just too good to be true!"
Her breathing was a little rapid.
A 100,000-year soul ring is a dream that many titled Douluo can never achieve in their entire lives.
And now, the reward from the Heavenly Curtain is to directly upgrade all the spirit rings to this level!
Ning Rongrong pouted her pink lips, counted on her fingers, and then let out a wail.
"Bibi Dong has twin martial souls... Doesn't that mean she directly possesses eighteen 100,000-year soul rings?!"
This number caused everyone present to gasp in shock.
Eighteen 100,000-year soul rings!
What does this mean?
Ning Rongrong felt a surge of helplessness.
She worked so hard, and only reached the 100,000-year level with a divinely bestowed soul ring. But compared to Bibi Dong, she was worlds apart.
The gap is too big.
...
at the same time.
At the easternmost edge of the Douluo Continent lies a vast, unknown territory.
This place is called the Tang Dynasty.
Inside the magnificent palace, dragons and phoenixes are carved and painted, creating a grand and imposing atmosphere.
A woman dressed in a dragon robe and wearing an imperial crown sat on the supreme throne, reviewing the memorials in her hands.
Her features were exquisite, yet she possessed an aura of imperial authority that commanded respect without anger; every gesture she made exuded the majesty of someone in control of the world.
It was Wu Zetian, the empress of the Tang Dynasty.
With a light touch of her vermilion brush, she finished processing a government document, then looked up at the sky outside the window, a rare tenderness and longing appearing in her phoenix eyes.
"I wonder how Brother Qianyu is doing now?"
A soft murmur echoed in the empty hall.
Just then, golden light shone brightly in the sky, and the previously static notice underwent a new change.
A woman dressed in palace attire, with a capable demeanor, quickly walked to the side of the throne and softly reported.
"Your Majesty, the heavens have been renewed."
The person who arrived was none other than the Empress's right-hand woman, Shangguan Wan'er.
She looked up at the sky and read out the names displayed there.
"Fourteenth place, twin martial souls, Death Spider Emperor and Soul Devouring Spider Emperor, holder: Bibi Dong."
"It's that woman, Bibi Dong."
There was a hint of contempt in Shangguan Wan'er's tone.
Wu Zetian withdrew her gaze, her eyes falling on the sky, her expression calm and undisturbed.
"With twin martial souls, both of which are top-tier, it's reasonable for them to rank fourteenth."
Her voice was calm, as if she were simply stating a fact, and she didn't seem to care much about the ranking.
Then, she muttered to herself.
"I just wonder where my martial spirit ranks."
A hint of curiosity and anticipation flashed in her phoenix eyes.
Upon hearing the Empress's self-talk, Shangguan Wan'er immediately bowed, her face filled with absolute confidence and reverence.
"Your Majesty, please rest assured."
"How can Bibi Dong be compared to His Majesty? Anyone we randomly pick from the Jixia Academy is far superior to her."
"Your Majesty's Martial Soul is ordained by Heaven and is the one that suppresses the fate of the nation. It will surely rank among the top five on this Martial Soul Ranking!"
Shangguan Wan'er's tone was resolute.
As she finished speaking, a hint of curiosity appeared in her eyes.
"Wan'er was also a little curious about where her own martial soul would rank."
Wu Zetian listened to her words and the corners of her mouth slightly lifted, but she quickly regained her imperial majesty.
She glanced at the name "Bibi Dong" on the sky again, a hint of coldness creeping into her eyes.
"In the past, we were on good terms with the Spirit Hall because of Brother Qianyu."
"Now that Brother Qianyu has divorced her, there is no need for our Great Tang to care about this woman's reputation anymore."
Wu Zetian's voice was not loud, but it conveyed an unyielding decisiveness.
"Pass down the order: if she dares to set foot on the territory of our Great Tang again, there is no need to report it; just kick her out."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Shangguan Wan'er immediately obeyed the order, her face showing a resentful expression.
"That woman, Bibi Dong, is truly ungrateful!"
"Brother Qianyu treats her so well, how dare she treat him like this? She's such an ingrate!"
Shangguan Wan'er clenched her fists, a murderous glint flashing in her eyes.
"If Wan'er sees her next time, I'll definitely teach her a lesson and avenge Brother Qianyu!"
...
Jialing Pass, inside the Papal Palace.
The atmosphere was as oppressive as solidified lead.
Bibi Dong leaned against the cold papal throne, her beautiful face now covered with an abnormal flush and deathly paleness, her lips twitching slightly.
"hiss..."
She had only shifted her body slightly when a piercing pain shot through her cheek, back, and even buttocks, causing her to gasp involuntarily.
That damned woman, Jing, she hit me so hard!
Bruised and swollen, the burning pain was like a leech, constantly reminding her of the humiliation she had just suffered.
The foot that stepped on her chest, the condescending gaze, and the countless eyes outside the hall filled with awe, fear, and even schadenfreude...
All of this made her feel more humiliated and angry than the physical pain.
She, the Pope of the Spirit Hall and the supreme ruler of the continent, was humiliated in public by her own subordinate!
This is the most thorough trampling of her dignity!
"Teacher, are you...are you alright?"
Hu Liena stood aside, looking at Bibi Dong's disheveled appearance, her eyes filled with worry and heartache, and cautiously asked.
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong suddenly raised her head, her beautiful purple eyes burning with raging anger, and her voice sounded somewhat sharp due to her fury.
"Do I look like I'm fine?!"
Hu Liena was startled by the sudden outburst of anger and quickly lowered her head, not daring to say another word.
Bibi Dong gasped for breath, her chest heaving with emotion, which aggravated her wounds, causing her to wince in pain.
She forced herself to calm down, leaned back in her chair, her eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment.
"In the end, why does the mirror reflect me?"
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