Chapter 297: The Soul Power Just Keeps Rising and Rising
"The Pope's Hall and the Worship Hall are two places where the thunder tribulation will not descend."
Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's expression changed, filled with disbelief.
He instantly realized what Bibi Dong was planning to do!
When Tang San was about to break through, she would bring him to the Pope's Hall. After Tang San broke through, she would let him absorb a ten-year soul ring before leaving.
"No, you can't do this! This is just a grudge between you and me, it has nothing to do with Tang San!"
Yu Xiaogang panicked and hurriedly spoke.
"Whether he is your disciple or not, he is an enemy of the Spirit Hall. The fact that I, as the Pope, am not directly killing him is already the greatest mercy."
"No, Xiao San is not an enemy of the Spirit Hall, he's just a child!"
"Hmph... a child!"
Bibi Dong glanced indifferently at Yu Xiaogang, then turned and walked out of the secret chamber without looking back.
"Bibi Dong!!"
"Dong'er!!"
"..."
Bibi Dong, without a trace of emotion, arrived at the hall of the Pope's Hall. She glanced at Gui Mei and asked, "Elder Gui, what is it?"
"Your Majesty..."
Elder Gui Mei recounted the matter of Tang San, causing Bibi Dong to frown.
A fallen one?
To be precise, Bibi Dong herself could be considered half a fallen one, but she could control her desire to devour others.
She only devoured those who deserved to die.
After a moment of thought, Bibi Dong said, "Elder Gui, continue to follow Tang San. When he is about to break through to the 70th rank, bring him back to the Pope's Hall."
"Also, bring two ten-year soul beasts with you."
"???"
Elder Gui Mei had been following Tang San all along and was unaware of Bibi Dong's tribulation or the fact that the Pope's Hall and Worship Hall were immune to thunder strikes.
Seeing Elder Gui Mei's confusion, Bibi Dong briefly explained, and only then did Elder Gui Mei understand.
"Yes, Your Majesty the Pope!"
After Elder Gui Mei left excitedly, Bibi Dong sat on the Pope's throne, lost in thought.
For her, the matters concerning Yu Xiaogang and Tang San were trivial.
What she really wanted to know now was who the inheritor of the Asura God was!
"Wait, could it be Kong?"
Bibi Dong suddenly thought of Kong, who possessed the Slaughter God's Domain, and his Slaughter God's Domain had even evolved into the Asura Domain!
After some consideration, Bibi Dong shook her head. No, it couldn't be Kong.
"It shouldn't be him. He's already become the Thunder God King, how could he be the inheritor of the Asura God?"
A person could only bear the position of one deity, as the Rakshasa God had once told her.
Kong's situation was likely similar to hers—he had merely obtained the Slaughter God's Domain.
At most, he was exceptionally talented, and after obtaining the Slaughter God's Domain, it evolved!
First, eliminate the correct answer...
Following normal logic, no matter how you suspect, Kong should be excluded because he had already become the Thunder God. How could he inherit the Asura God's legacy?
Excluding him was only natural.
"Who could it be, then?"
During this time, she had already issued orders to search the entire continent for those who possessed the Slaughter God's Domain.
Unfortunately, there had been no leads so far.
The scene shifted, and the timeline returned to Kong's side.
"Achoo..."
After arriving at the hotel, Kong suddenly sneezed, which left him baffled.
After all, even before he became a god, he wouldn't sneeze, right?
Now that he was a god, could he still catch a cold?
Raiden Shogun and Ei, along with Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, Shui Yue'er, and the others, looked at Kong with confusion.
"Kong, are you okay? Did you catch a cold?"
Shui Yue'er asked in confusion. Could a deity actually get sick?
Hearing this, Kong waved his hand and said, "It's probably someone with considerable cultivation thinking about me."
"I see..."
Shui Yue'er nodded thoughtfully.
"Alright, let's go in!"
Kong didn't dwell on it. There were plenty of people talking behind his back, and he couldn't be bothered to pay attention.
"Okay!"
The group entered the hotel. Perhaps because it wasn't mealtime, there weren't many people in the lobby.
Only a waiter was dozing off.
When he noticed someone entering, the waiter instinctively glanced over. He didn't expect to be startled by what he saw!
He instantly woke up!
This... isn't this the God King?
The boss's master!
"Th-Thunder God King..."
Before the waiter could finish, Kong waved his hand and said, "Just treat me as usual. The current title sounds quite awkward."
"Ah..."
In an instant, the waiter's mind went into overdrive.
This deity, even after becoming a god, hadn't changed at all!
No wonder, no wonder the boss was so devoted to Him!
"Yes, yes..."
"Sir, I'll go get the boss right away..."
The waiter stammered. It wasn't his fault—this was a living deity!
Much better than the Angel God enshrined in the Spirit Hall, which was just a stone.
"Go ahead, take your time!"
Kong reminded him, sighing inwardly once again.
Should he consider moving somewhere else to live?
"Yes!"
The waiter responded again before hurrying upstairs.
Kong glanced around. Since the lobby was empty, there was no need to go to a private room.
"Let's sit first. Fugui will be down soon."
Fugui was the boss's name.
When Kong first learned that the boss and head chef was named Fugui, he couldn't help but take a second look.
The name was truly remarkable.
Before long, hurried footsteps echoed, and a familiar figure stumbled down the stairs.
He was somewhat plump, exuding an air of good fortune.
A look of excitement was plastered on his face.
"Master!"
His voice arrived before he did.
Kong glanced at Fugui, his gaze settling on the Vision hanging from Fugui's waist.
This disciple's dedication to culinary arts had truly reached its peak.
Oscar became the God of Food because his martial soul was food-related, and he was the first food-system soul master to break through to Titled Douluo before the age of thirty, which allowed him to inherit the God of Food's divine position.
However, Oscar, the God of Food, didn't necessarily have a deep love for food or culinary arts.
His lifelong dream had always been to become a powerful battle soul master, not a powerful food-system soul master. As for culinary arts, he didn't seem particularly passionate about it.
Someone who didn't love food or culinary arts had become the God of Food—what a colossal joke!
On the other hand, Rong Nianbing, the God of Emotions, seemed more like the God of Food or the God of Cooking.
Fugui's dedication to culinary arts had earned the recognition of the consciousness of the Douluo Continent, proving that he truly had exceptional talent!
"Not bad, almost at the 70th rank. When I first met you, you were only in your 30s."
Kong smiled and said.
Hearing this, Fugui scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed. "Master, I don't know how it happened. When I cook, my soul power just keeps rising and rising..."
Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, Shui Yue'er: "..."
(End of Chapter)
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