Chapter 618: Tang San Endures, Bi Bidong Arrives_1

"Xu Ran, just you wait, you won't be able to act so arrogant for much longer. Having offended someone you shouldn't have, your fate is already sealed, even if I don't lift a finger you won't survive." Tang San took a deep breath, concealing the anger in his heart.

For the time being, he couldn't directly confront Xu Ran, as it would bring him no benefits.

Xu Ran had offended the Divine Realm, and if the plot were to progress as usual, without any surprises, Xu Ran was bound to die.

Tang San's words were like a curse, sending shivers down everyone present. Tang San, inheriting the legacy of the Rakshasa God, carried with him a negative buff.

"Xu Ran, what's the matter?" Xiaowu's heart pounded with worry as she looked at Xu Ran. Tang San was too despicable, but Xu Ran was more skilled; otherwise, Tang San had a myriad of ways to deal with them before.

Now that Tang San wanted to take action against Xu Ran again, and even confidently declared such words, it was impossible for her not to worry.

The safety of Xu Ran was of utmost importance to her; she didn't want anything to happen to him.

Tang San's talent and strength, as well as his evil schemes, were not weak. She worried whether Xu Ran might fall for Tang San's tricks and get caught by his treachery.

The other women also looked at Xu Ran with concern. They too knew how terrifying Tang San could be; even though he was inferior to Xu Ran, he was undoubtedly a frightening talent on the Continent.

"It's fine, Tang San can't do anything to me. Aren't you guys clear about my strength?" Xu Ran said with a smile, making light of the situation. The Divine Realm might be powerful, but he had already figured out a way to cope.

To think that Tang San was still counting on the Divine Realm to kill him was nothing but a fool's dream.

After dealing with the Divine Kings of Destruction and Life for a while, his strength was also expected to fully develop.

His biggest trump card was his growth rate.

Even beings like the Destruction God couldn't possibly imagine that Xu Ran's rate of improvement could be so fast. They were surprised but could accept his rapid progress at a low "Cultivation Level".

After all, an ordinary person with the help of a god could quickly grow to be a Titled Douluo and even ascend to godhood swiftly.

Xu Ran was no ordinary person; having connections with Gu Yuena, the Silver Dragon King, with her help, every incongruity became reasonable.

However, the strength forcibly enhanced by a god ultimately had its limits, beyond which it could not improve.

What they didn't know was, the help Gu Yuena provided to Xu Ran was minimal. In fact, he had helped Gu Yuena a great deal.

But by the time they realized all this, Xu Ran would have already grown powerful, and it would be too late for them to regret not taking action against Xu Ran sooner.

"Xu Ran, I'm sorry, it's all my fault for causing trouble for you." Hulena said in a low voice feeling somewhat apologetic, looking down, embarrassed. Because of her, the conflict between Xu Ran and Tang San had deepened.

Although Xu Ran was very strong and not afraid of Tang San, Tang San was not to be underestimated either. If Tang San stabbed Xu Ran in the back, it would still be troublesome.

Thinking of this, she felt a bit guilty.

"Who asked you to be so beautiful? Beauty is a disaster." Xu Ran smiled and teased Hulena playfully.

"You can't blame me for that." Hulena's face turned even redder, and she lowered her head further, too shy to look up. She secretly rejoiced, so Xu Ran thought she was beautiful? But then she realized that Xu Ran was just teasing her.

"You... I'm not talking to you anymore. You're so powerful, you must be, fine." Hulena said with a pout, proudly speaking out, and then shyly hid behind her own brother, Evil Moon.

It wasn't Xu Ran's teasing that made her hide; it was because all of Xu Ran's numerous admirers were watching her, making her feel it inappropriate to continue the conversation with Xu Ran.

After all, they were Xu Ran's women, while she and Xu Ran were just ordinary friends for now. If this continued, it would seem like she was overstepping her bounds.

Though they hadn't said anything, she still felt it wasn't quite right.

If there were to be further developments between her and Xu Ran in the future, she would have to live with them. If they didn't like her, it would lead to discord, and Xu Ran would not be happy.

"Xu Ran, we shall see," she said.

Tang San's gaze lingered on Hulena and Xiaowu for a moment before he chose not to say anything further.

However, seeing Hulena's good attitude towards Xu Ran, acting as if she was utterly at his disposal, that evil plan in his heart sprouted once again.

If he couldn't have Hulena's heart, then he would first possess her body.

He had failed so many times, he couldn't fail again.

...

After the commotion, calm returned to the arena.

The hearts of the countless onlookers were once more set aflutter; what they looked forward to most was the beautiful Pope of the Martial Soul Hall, a vision of beauty capable of running a nation that could control the Martial Soul Hall. Such women were the object of all men's pursuit.

She was exalted, having transcended the confines of ordinary girlhood.

Though other girls were beautiful, none were as high above as the Pope. Just imagine, to share a dinner with Your Holiness or to engage in pleasant activities together, how exhilarating would that be?

Especially in the Pope's Palace, such a holy place, to embrace the Pope from behind, so carefreely, what a boastful deed that would be?

At that time, everyone in the world would be envious.

Today, numerous teams had gathered, all waiting for that legendary woman. Every year at the competition, the teams arriving in Spirit City could get a glimpse of Your Holiness.

Soon, a group entered through a side door, twelve Red-robed Archbishops, just below the Platinum Bishops in rank, walked in slowly and stood to the left and right.

The leader loudly declared, "Her Holiness, the Pope, has arrived."

"Long live, long live, long live," the thunderous voices echoed like a landslide and tsunami throughout Spirit City.

It wasn't just the people from the Soul Hall, but also the surrounding spectators, the countless people who had come to behold the Pope. To them, the Pope was their highest faith.

Martial Soul Hall was different from other powers. It was not only a power with many strong members but also a church that gathered faith, with thousands of followers. Other faction leaders were called Sect Leaders or Sect Masters. Only Martial Soul Hall's leader was called the Pope.

All eyes naturally turned towards the distance, their heartbeats accelerating.

This Pope, compared with her predecessors, was even more special in her identity; she herself was a peerless beauty. This undoubtedly made her more approachable than other Popes.

The splendid golden gown tightly enveloped Bi Bidong, outlining the perfect curves of her figure. There was no doubt that her form was incredibly perfect: voluptuous hips, long beautiful legs, and every part of her body was to the utmost perfection. Yet, no one dared harbor any profane thoughts towards Your Holiness, the Pope.

With a purple-gold crown upon her head and a wand in her hand, Bi Bidong gracefully stepped forward. Each movement she made was full of allure. However, apart from Xu Ran, the old lecher, no one paid attention to Bi Bidong's hidden features. At this moment, they all stood in solemn regard, not daring to have any impure thoughts.

The Pope, to those who believed in her, was undoubtedly sacred and inviolable. Even if they might entertain vulgar thoughts about other beautiful women, in front of the Pope, they held nothing but reverence and admiration.