Chapter 9 The Pope Sweeps the Floor, Ning Rongrong Sold as a Furnace?
They are a human trafficking organization in Black Seal City, and peripheral members of the Blood Sect!
"What...what do you want to do?"
Upon seeing this, Ning Rongrong was so frightened that she quickly retreated and instinctively invoked her powerful connections:
"I...I am the princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"
"My father is Ning Fengzhi, and I also have two titled Douluo grandfathers!"
"If you dare touch me, my dad will kill you all!"
"And I have money! I have lots of money!"
As she spoke, she hurriedly poured out a large pile of gold soul coins from her storage soul tool, which glittered and instantly covered the ground.
However, she didn't see the fear in the other person's eyes; instead, she saw an even more greedy look.
"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? I've never heard of that kind of organization. It's probably just some small family from some remote mountain village."
The one-eyed man leading the group picked up a gold soul coin and squeezed it slightly.
A snap.
The gold soul coin turned into powder instantly.
"Tch, with so many impurities, it's not even as good as the lowest grade of gold coins."
The one-eyed man disdainfully tossed away the gold dust, then his gaze lingered unabashedly on Ning Rongrong's alluring body as he licked his lips.
"But this girl is absolutely gorgeous."
"Her skin is delicate and tender, and she seems to have a very special energy fluctuation on her body. She could be a top-quality furnace cauldron!"
Upon hearing the words "furnace," Ning Rongrong, though unfamiliar with them, instinctively sensed something was amiss.
"Get out of the way, I'm going to call for help!"
"Seven treasures transform into crystal!"
In the chaos, Ning Rongrong summoned her martial soul, and a magnificent seven-colored pagoda appeared in her hand, with two yellow soul rings flashing.
"Oh? It can glow? That's quite a nice-looking thing."
The one-eyed man chuckled and vanished from his spot in an instant.
The next second.
Snap!
A crisp slap rang out.
Ning Rongrong was sent flying, the magnificent Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda was instantly shattered, half of her cheek was swollen and blood was spilling from the corner of her mouth.
"What kind of juggling act are you going to perform?"
Then, the one-eyed man grabbed Ning Rongrong's hair, lifted her up by force, and sneered:
"You dare to show off this useless energy that has no offensive capabilities?"
"In the Black Corner Region, weakness is the original sin!"
"Take her back! This kind of top-quality goods will definitely fetch a good price at the auction house. Those old guys who practice the art of 'sexual cultivation' love young ladies with delicate skin the most!"
"No, let me go! Daddy, Grandpa Sword! Help me!!"
Ning Rongrong struggled desperately, but in the face of the one-eyed man's power, which was comparable to that of a Grand Master, she was like a chick being held in someone's hand, powerless to resist.
...
Meanwhile, in the Douluo Continent.
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
"ah!!!"
Sword Douluo Chen Xin watched as the princess he had cherished since childhood was dragged away by her hair like a dog, and was about to be sold to be a furnace cauldron. He went completely insane.
"Kill! I'm going to kill them!"
In an instant, terrifying sword energy raged throughout the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, destroying countless buildings.
Ning Fengzhi spat a mouthful of blood onto the table, helplessly watching his daughter being taken away, as if all his energy had been drained away.
"It's over..."
Forget about power, even their prized wealth was worthless in that world.
As for their proud identity, it was a joke in that world.
...
Compared to the first two who were eliminated immediately upon landing, Bibi Dong's situation is slightly better.
At this moment, she was at the foot of a mountain range shrouded in mist.
Unlike the chaos of Black Corner Region or the hustle and bustle of Green Mountain Town, this place exudes a tranquility that is both unsettling and serene.
"Cough cough..."
Bibi Dong leaned against an ancient tree, her face pale.
Even as a level 99 Limit Douluo, she felt as if she were carrying a mountain on her back the moment she arrived in this world.
The flow of soul power within her body was sluggish, as if it had transformed from a rushing river into viscous mercury.
"Is this the suppressive power of a higher-dimensional world...?"
Bibi Dong sensed the terrifying concentration of spiritual energy in the air, her eyes filled with both fear and deep longing.
"If I can cultivate here, I will definitely become a god within a year!"
She looked at the jade slip she had obtained from the newbie gift pack in her hand.
The jade slip emitted a faint glow, not only helping her conceal the aura of someone from another world, but also guiding her to a path leading to the mountaintop.
"A shelter..."
Bibi Dong looked up and saw a corner of a celestial palace floating in the sky, faintly visible deep in the clouds.
Even just a glance from afar caused the two top-tier martial souls within her to tremble.
What kind of beings live there?
Bibi Dong gritted her teeth, straightened her somewhat tattered royal robes, tried her best to maintain the Pope's dignity, and then carefully followed the jade slip's guidance to walk up the mountain.
She had a premonition.
This is her only way to survive, and also the greatest opportunity of her life!
Unbeknownst to her, in the Heavenly Palace high above the nine heavens, Lin Feng was watching the Douluo Empress climbing the mountain with great interest through the system.
"Bibi Dong…"
"She's much smarter than those two good-for-nothings."
"Since the system has sent you to my sect, I'll give you a chance."
"Perfect timing, the sect is short of a sweeper."
Lin Feng smiled faintly, then waved his hand.
The protective mist that had been shrouding the mountain path, enough to kill even a Dou Huang level expert, suddenly cracked open.
...
Zhongzhou, at the foot of Tiangong Mountain.
Every step Bibi Dong took felt like she was carrying a heavy burden.
This mountain path may seem ordinary, but in reality, each step contains a certain Taoist essence, exerting a dual pressure on both the soul and the body.
"Huff... huff..."
Having walked less than a hundred steps, this Limit Douluo, who was high above in the Douluo Continent and could even confront the inheritance of gods, was now drenched in sweat, her clothes soaked through, clinging tightly to her graceful body, outlining breathtaking curves.
"How is this possible..."
A storm raged in Bibi Dong's heart.
"I am a level 99 peerless Douluo, a demigod! How can climbing a mountain be so difficult for me?"
"Whose sacred ground is this?"
She dared not use her Martial Soul True Body, or even release too much soul power fluctuation.
Just now, she witnessed a huge bird trying to fly over the mountain, but it was instantly pulverized by an invisible wave as soon as it got within a hundred meters of the mountain!
The aura emanating from that bird was absolutely comparable to that of a 100,000-year-old soul beast!
She could instantly kill even a 100,000-year-old soul beast, so what was this so-called Limit Douluo?
You can only climb!
With awe for the unknown, Bibi Dong gritted her teeth and moved upwards step by step.
...
Meanwhile, in the Douluo Continent.
Everyone in the Spirit Hall held their breath, staring intently at the figure struggling to climb in the light screen.
"Your Holiness the Pope..."
Hu Liena covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes.
In her mind, teachers were always noble, composed, and incomparably powerful.
She had never seen her so disheveled, panting like an ordinary person, and barely able to straighten her back.
There is something wrong with that mountain.
Qian Daoliu stood in front of the offering hall, his gaze profound: "Every stone on that mountain seems to contain laws that are even higher than the power of angels."
...
Finally, after a full two hours of climbing.
Bibi Dong finally passed through the thick sea of clouds and arrived at a platform halfway up the mountain.
The view in front of her suddenly opened up!
What comes into view is a towering, massive stone gate, above which are carved two large, elegant characters:
[Heavenly Palace]!
Just one glance at those two words made Bibi Dong feel a stinging pain in her eyes, as if her soul was being sucked in and crushed. She was so frightened that she quickly lowered her head, not daring to look directly at them.
What is that?
Just then, she saw a medicinal herb field next to the stone gate.
A few weed-like things grew casually in the medicinal herb field.
But when Bibi Dong saw one of the small grasses emitting a purple halo, she froze instantly.
"This, this aura..."
"Could this be a legendary Immortal Herb? No, this is a herb that is countless times more precious than an Immortal Herb!"
Years ago, Yu Xiaogang showed her an illustrated guide to Immortal Herbs. These things were considered divine objects that could strengthen the body's foundation and nourish the vital energy. In the master's description, they were priceless treasures.
But now, this priceless treasure is being planted haphazardly by the roadside like a weed, and there's even an unknown wild rabbit nibbling at it!
Click, click.
The wild rabbit devoured a single Immortal Herb—enough to drive even a titled Douluo mad—in just a few bites, then let out a satisfied burp, a burst of golden light emanating from its body, and its aura instantly surged.
"Plop..."
Bibi Dong swallowed hard; her worldview had shattered.
Feeding rabbits with Immortal Herbs?
What an amazing place this is!
Just as Bibi Dong was so shocked that she questioned her existence, an old but powerful voice suddenly came from inside the stone gate.
"Where did this little girl come from? She's acting suspiciously."
Bibi Dong was startled and looked up.
An old man dressed in coarse linen clothes and carrying a broken broom slowly walked out of the door.
The old man looked unremarkable; there wasn't even any energy fluctuation emanating from him, just like an ordinary cleaner.
But after all the setbacks she had suffered, how could Bibi Dong dare to judge people by their appearance?
She quickly straightened her clothes, lowered her posture, and bowed slightly in greeting.
"This junior, Bibi Dong, has mistakenly entered this precious place. I hope the senior will forgive me."
This was the first time in her life that she had so humbly referred to herself as a junior.
"Went in by mistake?"
The old man sweeping the floor glanced at Bibi Dong with his cloudy eyes and said indifferently:
"Without the master's permission, even a Dou Sheng cannot enter this mountain-protecting formation. The fact that you were able to enter means that the master has given you this opportunity."
"A...Battle Saint?" Although Bibi Dong didn't understand this realm, she knew it was very powerful just from the name.
"Since we're here, let's make the best of it."
The old man sweeping didn't give her a chance to think. He casually tossed the broken broom at Bibi Dong's feet, pointed to the long stone steps, and said expressionlessly:
"Perfect timing, we're short of menial disciples in the outer sect right now."
"Since you're here, sweep these 9,999 steps clean."
"No food until it's clean."
Bibi Dong stared blankly at the broom at her feet.
Should she sweep the floor?
To have the Pope of the Spirit Hall, the number one person on the Douluo Continent, sweeping the floor here?!
In an instant, a sense of humiliation surged into her heart, and Bibi Dong clenched her fists unconsciously.
"What? You don't want to?"
Upon seeing this, the old man raised an eyebrow slightly, and his previously unremarkable aura was slightly revealed in that instant.
boom!
In an instant, Bibi Dong felt as if the sky had collapsed and pressed down on her!
That was an aura countless times more terrifying than any so-called divine power!
Click!
Her knees buckled, and despite using all her soul power to resist, she still couldn't help but kneel down!
The bluestone slabs on the ground cracked instantly.
"puff!"
Bibi Dong coughed up a mouthful of blood, her face turned ashen, and her eyes were filled with terror.
With just a wisp of his aura, this old sweeper almost crushed her, a Limit Douluo, to death!
"This...is this a God-King? No, even the God-King of the God Realm isn't this strong!"
Bibi Dong was internally screaming, then she finally came to terms with reality.
Here, she is not the Pope; she is probably not even as important as an ant!
"I...I'm willing!"
After she finished speaking, Bibi Dong also picked up the broom shakily.
"Well, you're smart to know what's good for you."
Seeing this, the old man slowly withdrew his imposing aura, reverting to his frail and aged appearance. He left behind a single sentence and turned to depart.
"Do a good job, and if you clean it up, I'll give you something as a reward."
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong, who had initially felt humiliated, suddenly brightened up.
A reward?
You get a reward just for sweeping the floor?
At this moment, she threw all notions of papal dignity and the pride of the powerful to the winds.
"Don't worry, senior, I'll definitely sweep it clean!"
The next second, Bibi Dong held the broom as seriously as if she were holding a scepter, and even began to actively mobilize her soul power to sweep away the dust.
...
Meanwhile, on the other side of Douluo Continent, everyone had already turned to stone.
Looking at the Pope on the screen, who was once majestic and powerful, but now was diligently sweeping the floor for a reward.
All the Soul Masters felt their faith had collapsed.
"Is...is that still our Pope?"
"A level 99 Limit Douluo, working as a doorman and sweeper?"
"Most importantly, that old man sweeping the floor seems to be even stronger than a god!"
"My God, just what kind of sect is that? Even the sweeper is such an unparalleled expert, so who must the sect leader be?"
At this moment, both the so-called Heavenly Palace and the sect leader who had never appeared were filled with mystery in the hearts of everyone on the Douluo Continent.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the Black Corner Region...
Ning Rongrong was locked in a filthy iron cage, with a thick iron chain around her neck, and a group of equally ragged slaves beside her.
"Daddy, Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, please come and save Rongrong! Waaaaah..."
"Stop crying! If you cry again, I'll cut your tongue out!"
The mercenary guard lashed the iron cage with his whip, making Ning Rongrong tremble all over. She could only shrink into a corner, hugging her knees and shaking.
[end of the chapter]