Chapter 37: Pope Bibi Dong
Douluo: Dugu Bo's Life Simulator
Night fell. Stars filled the sky, and a bright moon hung high above. Silver moonlight spread across the ground like a thin veil.
Spirit City
The entire city was built upon a mountain, resembling a crouching beast from afar.
The Pope's Palace stood halfway up the mountain. Its domed structure shimmered under the moonlight, made from an unknown material that radiated a faint glow.
A woman slowly appeared in the plaza before the palace.
She was tall, dressed in a luxurious black robe with golden patterns that accentuated her nearly perfect figure.
Her long purple hair draped over her shoulders. Her skin was fair, her face flawless like an angel's.
The noble, sacred aura she exuded made others feel an urge to worship.
The only person who could stroll alone before the Pope's Palace at night—
Bibi Dong.
She walked to the edge of the plaza. The night breeze carried a hint of coolness as she closed her eyes, enjoying the brief calm.
After the death of the previous pope, Qian Xunji, she had ascended the throne.
Though she appeared powerful, only she knew the hardships.
Spirit Hall had always been controlled by the Qian family. Though Qian Xunji was dead, Qian Daoliu still lived.
Too many people opposed her.
The entire Spirit Hall was filled with those who outwardly obeyed but secretly resisted.
So after taking power, the first thing she did was purge them.
She removed those loyal to the Qian family and promoted new talent.
Perhaps because of this, Spirit Hall began to value commoner geniuses more, giving them greater opportunities.
Bibi Dong turned and looked toward the mountain peak.
At the summit stood an even more magnificent structure—
The Hall of Offerings.
Its presence alone inspired reverence.
It housed the founder of Spirit Hall—the Angel God.
Even the pope could not enter freely.
Bibi Dong rarely went there.
The place was filled with angel statues she despised.
After taking power, she had already removed every angel statue from the Pope's Palace that could be moved.
Thinking of those statues reminded her of that beast—
The previous pope she had killed with her own hands.
Her expression turned cold, her eyes filled with hatred.
"Just wait… one day I will destroy every angel statue… destroy Spirit Hall… destroy this world…"
"That day is not far."
She turned and vanished into the night.
Only by being ruthless—more ruthless than anyone—could she truly control Spirit Hall.
Only then could she realize her plan.
Morning in Sunset Forest was filled with mist. A breeze carried the scent of plants and damp earth.
At the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, Dugu Bo sat at the stone table, studying hidden weapon techniques.
The two girls had already woken up and were cultivating together.
Dugu Bo glanced at Meng Yiran and thought of something.
According to what he remembered, she had once developed hidden weapons herself.
Perhaps he could teach them.
But he hadn't mastered them yet.
He would study a few more days first.
Morning passed.
By noon, the two girls finished cultivating.
Dugu Yan complained about being bored and wanted to go out.
Meng Yiran stood quietly beside her, saying nothing.
She remembered her grandmother's warning.
Dugu Yan could act freely.
She could not.
Dugu Bo put down his book, his expression turning slightly strange.
"Let's go. Since you're bored, I'll find something for you to do."
Dugu Yan ran over and hugged his arm.
"What is it, Grandpa? Is it fun?"
Dugu Bo smiled.
"You'll see."
"Yiran, come along."
Soon, the three left the poison array. Dugu Bo grabbed the two girls and flew toward the outer forest.
With the wind rushing past, the forest below blurred as the girls felt dizzy.
When they landed, they stood before a cave.
Tall trees surrounded them. Ahead was a small hill with a dark cave about three meters tall.
Nearby, a clear stream flowed.
"Grandpa, why are we here?" Dugu Yan asked, staring at the cave.
It looked like a spirit beast's lair.
Dugu Bo said nothing.
He picked up a stone and threw it into the cave.
A scream echoed.
Then—
A roar.
A giant bear, about two meters tall, slowly walked out.
It had brown fur, similar to a normal bear—except for the armor-like plate on its chest.
"This is a thousand-year Iron Armored Bear. It has immense strength and strong defense."
Dugu Bo smiled.
"You said you were bored. Go. Defeat it, and we'll have lunch."
Dugu Yan opened her mouth to speak—
But the bear charged.
It was furious.
Its rest had been disturbed.
"Martial Soul, possess!"
The two girls had no choice but to act.
Light flashed.
Dugu Yan transformed, her body becoming serpentine, three spirit rings circling her.
Meng Yiran held her snake staff tightly, staring at the bear.
She had never hunted a spirit beast alone.
She felt nervous.
Each step of the bear shook the ground.
Dugu Yan moved and warned,
"Dodge! It's fast in a straight line but slow to react!"
She was calmer, being slightly older and already a Soul Elder.
Meng Yiran stepped back quickly.
The bear charged past.
Dugu Bo nodded.
He had chosen this opponent carefully.
The Iron Armored Bear was powerful and fast in a straight line—
But its reactions were slow.
After each charge, it paused briefly.
Easy to handle.
Just tough.