Chapter 282: The Spirit Hall’s Interview

Boom! Bibi Dong descended from the sky. Everyone around instantly knelt on the ground, looking at this contemporary Pope with almost fanatical eyes. Bibi Dong did not care about these people who were bowing to her. At this moment, her eyes were only on Shen An. This was a Titled Douluo, a supreme powerhouse of which there were not many on the entire continent. Although her Spirit Hall had more than twenty Titled Douluos, this was by no means a reason to be able to look down on such an existence. Among the three upper sects, not to mention the Clear Sky Sect which had hidden its mountain gate, just the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect alone only had two Titled Douluos. Of course, Sword Douluo Chen Xin was a terrifying combat power that could fight one against many, and Gu Rong was also not to be underestimated. Then looking at the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family, just having a single Yu Yuanzhen as a Titled Douluo was enough to be listed as one of the three upper sects. Was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family too weak? No, it was that Titled Douluos were too rare on the entire continent. The four lower sects did not have a single one with such combat power. A Titled Douluo was the highest pursuit of all soul masters, a supreme combat power and glory, an invincible combat power that could become an army of one. Even Dugu Bo, who was faintly known as the weakest Titled Douluo, was shamelessly invited by the Heaven Dou Empire to be a guest minister. And this was only after he was saved by Xue Xing that he reluctantly agreed. Bibi Dong carefully sized up the Shen An before her. At this time, Shen An’s appearance had already changed. He could only be described as ordinary. Bibi Dong’s gaze was scorching. Ever since she had been suppressed by Qian Daoliu two years ago, she had suddenly discovered that she did not have absolute control over Spirit Hall. Take the most powerful Spirit Elder Hall for example. They were led by Qian Daoliu. Each person could be called a peerless powerhouse. It was almost impossible to be shaken. And the internal disunity was very unfavorable to her rule as the Pope. Therefore, Bibi Dong now longed for every bit of power to strengthen her own team. She wanted to contend with the Spirit Elder Hall and even suppress it, and then devour it for her own use. Finally, to achieve her plan of unifying the continent and then completely destroying the Angel clan. And now, a Titled Douluo had come to her door. This was undoubtedly something that made her happy. It was just that she still needed to investigate a bit to confirm whether he was sincerely joining Spirit Hall or had other purposes. Bibi Dong’s eyes narrowed slightly. For an unknown Titled Douluo to come and surrender, this was certainly a good thing, but one also needed to be on guard. While Bibi Dong was sizing up Shen An, Shen An was also sizing up Bibi Dong. Time seemed to have left no trace on this Pope. It was just that Shen An keenly sensed a heart-wrenching disgust and madness from her, as well as an unfathomable strength. "I wonder how I should address Your Excellency," Bibi Dong asked with a light laugh, her wide and magnificent ceremonial robe rising without any wind. ’Mmm,’ Shen An sensed that the air around him was beginning to become thick. She wants to test my strength. Shen An smiled. Ever since he had comprehended the one-grass sword intent, any momentum stronger than his not only couldn’t crush him, but on the contrary, could help him temper his sword intent. Shen An stood straight like a sword, as if Bibi Dong’s monstrous pressure did not exist for him. Bibi Dong looked at Shen An with great interest. The soul power pressure began to continuously climb, and soon it had risen to a level that even Dugu Bo could not move. ’She’s really strong,’ Shen An’s face changed slightly. The terrifying soul power pressure was not silent, but was like one wave after another of a sea wave beating down. It was clearly a pure aura, yet it was like a solid entity. Shen An felt his body being suppressed. The soul power that could flow in his meridians became slow. It was as if a great mountain was constantly pressing down on him. The pure to the extreme sword intent in his heart could no longer be held back. "Zheng!!!" A loud sword cry erupted from within Shen An’s body, clashing with the formless soul power pressure. This struggle was something that ordinary people could not see, yet it truly existed. Shen An’s resistance also seemed to have aroused Bibi Dong’s competitive spirit. One of the two was a pure and sharp edge, while the other was like a divine spider, continuously spitting out silk, wanting to bind and then devour it. At this time, Yue Guan also arrived at the city gate. Just as he landed, his face suddenly changed. As if startled, he hurriedly summoned his martial soul to protect himself. ’My god, what kind of monster is this that can actually contend with Her Majesty the Pope? Even if it’s just on the level of aura, that is also extremely remarkable.’ Yue Guan looked at the two who were truly clashing with horror, his heart filled with amazement. Nine soul rings revolved around the Odd Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, blooming with light. This was his instinctive action when facing a strong person. Bibi Dong’s eyes narrowed slightly. When she had released seventy percent of her pressure, this person had already been on the verge of collapse. But that sword intent seemed to have encountered a peerless whetstone, constantly climbing, as if without limit. In the end, it was as if she saw a peerless divine sword slashing towards her, turning her continuously climbing soul power pressure into dust. A layer of formless ripples erupted with Shen An and Bibi Dong as the origin. The scepter in Bibi Dong’s hand suddenly fell to the ground, and all the aftershocks of the aura were completely contained. ’Awesome!’ Shen An thought to himself. After a clash, he could clearly feel that his one-grass sword intent had grown by who knows how much. If he were to assist his sword domain’s sword qi with his sword intent at this moment, its power would be far greater than before. The Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, as an ultimate martial soul, was just that domineering. This was a true ultimate, an ultimate of ’when the mountain reaches its peak, I am the summit.’ Shen An didn’t know if there was a Sword God in this world, or in the high and mighty Divine Realm. But even if there was, they would have to bow before the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass. Shen An, who was full of gains, pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "I once heard from my master about Spirit Hall’s good name of saving the continent from fire and water in the past, so I sincerely came to surrender. But the moment I arrived, you wanted to give me a show of force. Is this your way of treating guests?" As the words fell, an astonishing sword intent suddenly erupted. The pride of a sword cultivator was impressively displayed before everyone’s eyes. Bibi Dong was not angry but happy instead. To dare to speak to her like this, it was obvious that he was a one-track-minded person with no ill intentions. "Your Excellency has misunderstood. Why don’t we move to the city to talk? Spirit Hall is very welcoming to a powerhouse like Your Excellency." "I almost forgot to introduce myself. I am the contemporary Pope," Bibi Dong’s majestic voice sounded. Shen An snorted lightly, then nodded slightly. With a light snap of his fingers, a large and a small dog ran over from the side. "I have been cultivating in seclusion in the mountains for a long time, often accompanied by these two little dogs. Can they also come in with me?" After Bibi Dong heard this, the image of a soul master who had not set foot in the secular world for a long time and was wholeheartedly cultivating in seclusion jumped into her mind. It was just that, why were the two dogs walking upright? And their heads and bodies were not of the same color scheme at all. No matter how Bibi Dong looked at it, she found it strange. "That is natural. Since they were raised by Your Excellency, of course they can go in together." "Yue Guan, go and summon the other elders to come. Every Titled Douluo deserves our courtesy." Bibi Dong then ordered, and then walked all the way to Spirit Hall with Shen An. Along the way, Bibi Dong was very talkative. In just a few words, she had gotten a clear picture of Shen An’s background. Of course, these were all details that Shen An had thought of in advance and deliberately leaked. Bibi Dong, who was known as the strongest Pope in history, was able to develop Spirit Hall to such an extent not just by relying on strength. Her extraordinary cunning and skill were also indispensable factors. Of course, Bibi Dong in a love-struck state was an exception. Yue Guan’s speed was very fast. At the entrance of the Pope’s Hall, there were already many Titled Douluos waiting. These were all Bibi Dong’s true foundation, her absolute confidants. Shen An swept his gaze around. Yo ho, they were all acquaintances. The chief henchmen under Bibi Dong’s command, the dual-flower red-stick Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluos, and the Spirit Ape, Demon Bear, Ghost Leopard, and Spirit Luan Douluos whom he had met before. A total of six Titled Douluos, plus Pope Bibi Dong, a total of seven great Titled Douluos. This was already an extremely powerful combat force, enough to annihilate any known major power. And yet, this was not even half of Spirit Hall’s true foundation. The Douluos also carefully sized up Shen An. His appearance was not particularly outstanding, but in their perception, that incomparably pure sword intent was second to none except for Chen Xin. Bibi Dong quietly gave Ghost a look. Ghost immediately understood and stood out to speak. "This Your Excellency, I wonder why you want to enter our Spirit Hall? If it’s just words like admiring Spirit Hall, then don’t say them anymore." "My Spirit Hall is a large family with a great enterprise. If you are not willing to reveal your background, to state your origin and purpose, how would we dare to treat you as one of our own? Even if Her Majesty the Pope agrees, I, Ghost, will not be at ease." The other few Titled Douluos also nodded one after another. Shen An pondered slightly, his clothes rising without any wind. A sky-piercing sword intent broke out of his body, and then a sense of loneliness was revealed. "My name is Yan Chixia. I learned the sword at the age of six, achieved minor success at thirteen, and major success at fifteen. At the age of fifty, I comprehended a peerless sword intent and attained the realm of a Titled Douluo. But I suddenly discovered that the road ahead is hard to find." "In order to pursue a higher realm, I think that perhaps I cannot walk alone. I need to truly entrust myself to a major power." Bibi Dong nodded slightly. This explanation was acceptable. If it was true, then this was a complete sword fanatic, a peerlessly sharp sword. "Then why did you choose our Spirit Hall?" Bibi Dong’s majestic and pleasant voice sounded. "How much do you know about our Spirit Hall?" Shen An was stunned. Why does it suddenly feel like an interview? "This Douluo Continent still has the existence of the three upper sects. They also have the existence of Titled Douluos," Bibi Dong added. Shen An shook his head lightly, preparing to deal with Interviewer Bibi Dong’s questions. "Although I have set foot in the secular world, I also understand the current situation. The Clear Sky Sect is weak and unworthy of being the number one sect under heaven. I don’t think I can learn anything from that group of people who have lost their spirit." Bibi Dong and the others nodded with satisfaction. As long as you scold the Clear Sky Sect, we are good friends. "As for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family, only a single Yu Yuanzhen is worth a look. He is old, and the clan is still in a state of not having a successor. It’s just so-so, not worthy of being my teacher." Bibi Dong and the others nodded again. What you said is too right. "And the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? Chen Xin is a publicly acknowledged peak of the sword path on the continent," Ghost keenly discovered that Shen An had skipped the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Shen An’s face did not change. "I have also heard of Chen Xin’s great name. It’s just that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. The sword path I hold is the strongest. If I can advance bravely in my cultivation, then the name of this sword path may not necessarily not belong to me." "Only Spirit Hall, which teaches without discrimination and accepts all kinds of soul masters without sticking to one pattern, has many Titled Douluos in the hall, which can let me verify what I have learned one by one, so as to find the road ahead." Bibi Dong and the others looked at Shen An with even more admiration. Very good. To belittle all the three upper sects and only praise his Spirit Hall, they liked it very much. "How about this? My Spirit Hall has rules for employing people. I don’t mind if I come to test Your Excellency Yan Chixia’s strength. This will also make it convenient for Her Majesty the Pope to arrange a position for you in the future," Spirit Ape Douluo, the Ninth Elder, said. Shen An smiled. "This is exactly what I was looking forward to." The Ninth Elder leaped out. Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black, Black, Black—nine great soul rings pulsed in unison. The might of a Titled Douluo was displayed without reservation. "Level ninety-three power-attack-type Titled Douluo, title Spirit Ape, please advise!" "Level ninety-one power-attack-type Titled Douluo, martial soul Sword, please advise!" A silver longsword appeared in front of Shen An, but not a single soul ring was revealed. However, that vast and boundless sword intent was indeed not at all inferior to the pressure from the Ninth Elder, and even surpassed it. Although the Ninth Elder was surprised by Shen An’s aura, seeing that Shen An hadn’t even revealed his soul rings, his face immediately sank. Isn’t this looking down on people? "You’re not revealing your soul rings?" the Ninth Elder said with displeasure. "You can just attack. I, Yan Chixia, will take it," Shen An said indifferently. The opponents Shen An had fought before were mostly Soul Douluos, and basically none of them were his match for more than a few moves. Therefore, Shen An guessed that he might not be inferior to a Titled Douluo. It was just that he, who had never fought a Titled Douluo before, only discovered at this moment when he was truly facing one, that it was actually just so-so. "Such boastful words. Today, this old one will teach you a lesson, to let you know what is called respecting the strong." Bibi Dong and the others also sighed slightly in their hearts. This newcomer was a bit arrogant. A mere level ninety-one, I’m afraid he can’t even beat Dugu Bo, yet he dares to speak to the level ninety-three Ninth Elder like this. After reaching the Titled Douluo level, the gap between each level was like a natural chasm. It was something that needed to be grinded for several years or even more than ten years. Arrogant, ignorant—these were the labels Bibi Dong had attached to Shen An. He could be used as a blade, but could not be entrusted with important tasks. The Ninth Elder did not make a probing attack. Without another word, he unfolded his Martial Soul True Body. His body transformed into a golden, ten-foot-tall spirit ape. His furry fist suddenly smashed towards Shen An. Shen An did not dodge or evade, just placed his hand on his sword, in a sword-drawing posture. "Slash!" Shen An’s right arm suddenly exerted force. A sword slashed out, and a half-moon sword arc floated out. The Ninth Elder, who had been charging forward with a heroic posture, actually felt a great fear. He instinctively wanted to dodge, and in fact, he did so. But Shen An’s *Azure Sword Eyes* changed. A gleam of sword light flew out from his pupils, crashing into the Ninth Elder’s spiritual sea. The Ninth Elder, whose body was slightly twisted and preparing to dodge, only felt his mind go into chaos, as if struck by lightning. His body actually did not move at all. Boom boom boom!!! The half-moon sword qi slashed at the Ninth Elder’s body, leaving a very deep sword mark. The huge body was sent flying who knows how many meters by this terrifying impact force. What’s going on? A level ninety-one Titled Douluo fighting a level ninety-three veteran Titled Douluo with just one sword??? The Titled Douluos’ gazes were filled with astonishment. Bibi Dong’s eyes, on the other hand, shone with great brilliance. A talent, a great talent! He must be used by me!