Chapter 357: Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong

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Dong~

A deep and distant bell rang, carrying solemnity and sanctity, resounding through the Martial Spirit City.

In the majestic hall of the Martial Spirit Hall, the Supreme Pontiff's Hall.

Zeng Yi stood in front of the Supreme Pontiff's Hall, looking at the solemn gate. Thinking about the person he was about to meet, the leader of the strongest force in the entire continent, the Martial Spirit Hall, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

But in Zeng Yi's heart, there was also some anticipation. He really wanted to know what the Supreme Pontiff of the Martial Spirit Hall, the strongest female Titled Douluo, the future main antagonist, looked like.

Originally, these characters were just creations in the novel, and their appearances could only be imagined. But after transmigrating into this world, everything became real.

Zeng Yi mainly remembered only the important characters from the original work quite clearly. But being able to see these characters, who were originally virtual, with his own eyes, made Zeng Yi very curious.

Now, Zeng Yi had already calmed himself down.

Anyway, he was alone in this familiar yet unfamiliar world. Being able to live another day was already a blessing. He just needed to watch as a bystander. The worst-case scenario was just death.

Ka ka.

In Zeng Yi's astonished gaze, the ten-meter-high gate slowly opened.

"Let's go. Since that person wants to see you so much, let her see you herself." Qian Renxue turned her head and glanced at Zeng Yi. With a calm smile on her face, she took the lead and walked in.

Seeing Qian Renxue's tone and demeanor, Zeng Yi realized that she had no respect for the highest leader of the Martial Spirit Hall, the Supreme Pontiff.

Hey, but aren't you also a member of the Martial Spirit Hall? Is it really okay to treat your boss like this?

Zeng Yi silently criticized Qian Renxue's behavior and followed her inside.

It was evident that Qian Renxue and the Supreme Pontiff seemed to be at odds with each other. Considering the vast Martial Spirit Hall and the complexity of the factions within, it was possible that they belonged to different factions.

Qian Renxue should be standing on the opposite side of the Supreme Pontiff.

Zeng Yi lowered his head slightly and speculated. Since Qian Renxue had such a powerful presence, and with her protecting him, he didn't have to worry too much about his safety in the Martial Spirit Hall.

Dear Brother Xue, no, Sister Xue, I was wrong about you! From now on, you are my guiding light, the most reliable friend, the best sister. I will always listen to you!

Watching Qian Renxue's graceful figure, Zeng Yi felt her immeasurable stature, reliability, and radiance akin to a holy mother.

Step, step, step.

Zeng Yi followed Qian Renxue into the magnificent and solemn Supreme Pontiff's Hall.

Within the grand hall, the sound of footsteps echoed, and the atmosphere became somewhat oppressive.

Bibi Dong, the current Supreme Pontiff, sat high on the main seat, looking down with a majestic gaze at the two figures entering the hall.

Bibi Dong's gaze first noticed the young man dressed in blue clothes, with a sword hanging at his waist gently swaying. There was a hint of sharpness in his faintly revealed aura, but upon closer observation, he seemed as ordinary as a mortal.

Just like an ancient sword concealed in its scabbard, with a rusty and seemingly harmless appearance that might go unnoticed. But at the moment of unsheathing, it revealed the brilliance of a divine sword.

As a Titled Douluo, Bibi Dong naturally had her own unique insight. From the first moment she saw this young man, she knew he was extraordinary.

Bibi Dong's gaze lingered on Zeng Yi for two seconds before shifting her focus to the girl standing beside him.

When Bibi Dong saw her face up close, her radiant eyes couldn't help but shrink.

Although she had known that she would come back, and had mentally prepared herself, seeing her in person still made it difficult for Bibi Dong to control her emotions.

Excitement? Resentment? Joy? Guilt? Or Irritation?

Various emotions flashed through Bibi Dong's mind, and her crystal-like eyes revealed a complex color.

"Greetings, Your Holiness!"

Qian Renxue walked to the center of the hall, looking at the woman on the high seat. There was no expression on her face, just a calm smile. She greeted her in a relatively formal tone.

Without kneeling or paying respects, she didn't even bend her waist.

It was clear that she didn't have a trace of respect for the Supreme Pontiff.

Zeng Yi was also surprised by Qian Renxue's attitude. Wasn't she disrespecting the leader of the Martial Spirit Hall? Even though they may not be in the same faction, shouldn't she at least show some respect on the surface?

But Qian Renxue's behavior was simply ignoring the Supreme Pontiff.

Could she be that arrogant?

Zeng Yi couldn't help but worry. After all, he was brought here by Qian Renxue. What if this Supreme Pontiff didn't like her and sought revenge on him? With his current weak body, he wouldn't be able to handle it!

However, what surprised Zeng Yi was that he didn't see any anger on the face of the majestic Supreme Pontiff. Instead, he accurately captured a hint of emotion in her eyes.

It was an indescribable complexity.

There's a story here!

Zeng Yi immediately judged that there was a complex story between these two women.

"Greetings, Your Holiness."

Zeng Yi also paid his respects to this noble and beautiful Supreme Pontiff. With the encouragement from Qian Renxue, he also adopted a casual tone and actions.

In this spacious hall, besides Zeng Yi, Qian Renxue, and Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong, there were three other people present.

Zeng Yi had seen two of them before, the two Titled Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo. They stood on both sides of the Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong.

There was also a young girl about the same age as Zeng Yi, standing beside the Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong, staring intently at Zeng Yi, biting her lip.

Bibi Dong's gaze was fixed on Qian Renxue, and Qian Renxue confidently locked eyes with her, seemingly engaged in a clash of sparks.

In this manner, the two women stared at each other for a few seconds until Bibi Dong shifted her gaze to Zeng Yi, as if conceding defeat.

Seeing Bibi Dong's reaction, Qian Renxue felt quite pleased.

"So, you are Zeng Yi from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?" Bibi Dong's majestic voice sounded.

"Yes."

Zeng Yi only responded lightly, while silently criticizing in his heart. This person forcefully brought me here, and now she's asking useless questions.

As she looked at Zeng Yi, Bibi Dong also showed a playful smile, curling up her delicate and jadelike leg. The imposing pressure on her dissipating, transforming into a languid queen's temperament.

"I've heard about the remarkable deeds of the future young master of my Martial Spirit Hall, Zeng Yi. Now that I see you in person, your aura is indeed extraordinary! However-"

Bibi Dong's lips curved into a meaningful smile.

"I've heard that you are completely unaware of the marriage alliance, a major event between the two sects. As the person directly involved, you should have known about it.

But it seems your sect has been hiding this information from you.

What do you have to say about this?"

Bibi Dong's question immediately darkened Zeng Yi's face.