Douluo Continent: Starting with a Tom Cat

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"Hmm? You're back so soon." Although Bibi Dong was in a state of turmoil, she still got up to see him.

After all, she had invested too much in Shen An, so she had to put on a show of how important he was to her.

"Your Holiness, the Holy Maiden has been successfully delivered to the City of Slaughter. The King of Slaughter, having heard of your illustrious reputation, is willing to take care of her."

Bibi Dong nodded slightly, not surprised. As one of the contemporary Gods of Slaughter and in charge of the Spirit Hall, the King of Slaughter was naturally extremely wary of her. Moreover, there was the long-standing agreement between her and the City of Slaughter.

"Good job, you did a great job. You deserve credit for this. Hmm? What are you holding in your hand?"

She posted out of curiosity, noting that the presence of a tattered bag in the spacious and imposing Papal Palace was indeed quite incongruous.

Shen An smiled and said, "Your Holiness, this is an unexpected delight that I discovered in this city of slaughter."

"An unexpected surprise?" Bibi Dong asked with slight curiosity.

Shen An immediately flicked his hand, and a man who had lost all four limbs, covered in blood scabs, and with a deathly pale face appeared in front of Bibi Dong.

"Good good!!!"

Bibi Dong's eyes gleamed, and a tidal wave of emotions surged within her.

Hahahaha!!!

The joyful laughter echoed throughout the vast Papal Palace, leaving the guards at the entrance somewhat bewildered; His Holiness the Pope hadn't laughed like that in a long time.

"Yan Chixia, you have truly given me a wonderful surprise. Tell me, what do you want? Whatever you ask for, I will grant it."

Bibi Dong said generously that Shen An's actions had truly resolved her inner conflict. She never expected that having him deliver someone would yield such a great result.

Capture Tang Hao! He's someone the Spirit Hall hasn't been able to capture in over a decade. Once the news gets out, her somewhat wavering papal authority can be re-established.

Shen An shook his head and said calmly, "The Pope treats me sincerely, so how could I ask for anything? Being able to help the Spirit Hall get rid of such a great enemy is my way of showing my appreciation."

Bibi Dong was even more satisfied, feeling that Shen An was very sensible, and she had already begun to regard him as a confidant.

Trust in a person depends more on what that person does than on how long it has been built up.

With such a great achievement, Shen An returned to see her immediately, making it hard for her not to devote even more effort to it.

"Although you don't want it, I can't refuse to give it to you. Here's what we'll do: you can take all of Tang Hao's soul bones. I'll have the Spirit Hall publicize this, and Tang Hao's reputation for life will become your stepping stone."

"I will have Tang Hao kept alive for a month, and then you will personally behead him. At that time, the whole world will know who I am!"

That's it?

Shen An silently complained. He was only somewhat satisfied with the later ones. As for letting Tang Hao take his soul bones himself, that was a joke. He was the one who captured him. Bibi Dong was really just making empty promises.

Bibi Dong suddenly felt something was amiss and added, "If you have any questions about cultivation, you can ask me anytime. Also, once this matter is settled, I will tell you a plan. Rest assured, I will definitely not mistreat those who have made contributions."

Shen An was secretly pleased; it seemed this was the beginning of them treating him as a trusted confidant.

The atmosphere here was harmonious and pleasant, and everyone felt that they had achieved a satisfactory result.

It's hard to say about the Spirit Hall's intelligence system, after all, they couldn't find Tang Hao even after he had been hiding for more than ten years, but its information and public opinion functions are indeed powerful.

No sooner had Shen An stepped out of the hall than Bibi Dong immediately spread the news that Haotian Douluo had been captured by the newly promoted Tenth Elder of the Spirit Hall.

Like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating countless ripples.

"Tang Hao, the Haotian Douluo from the Haotian Sect, the number one sect in the world, has been captured. The person who captured him is called Yan Chixia."

"That's right, truly, new talents emerge in every generation. That was Tang Hao, who was once famous throughout the continent."

"This current Pope's methods are truly formidable; the Spirit Hall is already poised to devour the entire world."

The Heaven Dou Empire, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and other forces, as well as the Haotian School which was hiding and living in seclusion, all knew about this matter.

In the Moon Pavilion, Tang Yuehua's harp suddenly fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and two lines of tears fell silently.

Three hundred miles east of Tiandou City, at Haotian Sect, Tang Xiao's tall and burly body trembled slightly. His iron fists clenched, and he suddenly roared to the sky, startling even the birds in flight.

"I'm going to save my younger brother, do you agree or not!"

Ning Fengzhi looked worried, as if he sensed that a storm was brewing.

"Uncle Jian, come with me to the Spirit Hall and see who Yan Chixia really is."

Yang Wudi, the only surviving member of the four single-attribute clans, laughed loudly, the Soul-Breaking Spear appearing in his hand as he twirled it with one fancy spear move after another.

"Men, prepare a fast horse! I must get to the Spirit Hall before Tang Hao is executed!"

As for Tang San, who had just obtained his seventh spirit ring from the Blue Silver Grass, he was furious when he heard about this.

"Dad, go in peace. I will definitely preserve my life to avenge you in the future." Tang Xiaosan's eyes were bloodshot, filled with boundless rage.

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A month later, in Wuhun City, powerful figures from all sides rushed over from all directions, sparing no effort to expend their soul power.

They wanted to witness Tang Hao's death, after all, he was once the youngest Title Douluo on the continent, with unparalleled combat power, but now he had come to such an end.

On the other hand, he wanted to see just who Yan Chixia was, who was capable of capturing Haotian Douluo. Capturing someone is far more difficult than killing them.

In the plaza hall in front of the Papal Palace, all the forces had gathered, and they all felt a pang of sorrow as they looked at Tang Hao, whose limbs were severed.

It's truly pitiful. He was once a prodigy, but now he's like a dead dog, his eyes glazed over, his life utterly exhausted.

Bibi Dong smiled broadly, clearly extremely pleased. Ever since the news of Tang Hao was released, the doubts about her within the Spirit Hall have gradually diminished.

However, she did not become complacent. Apart from the seven Grand Masters, all the Title Douluos gathered here.

Whether it's done openly or covertly, it's all to prevent accidents from happening.

Three titled Douluo stood on either side of her, and countless gazes were cast toward her, but they did not see the person they were looking for.

"The traitor Tang Hao has committed countless evils, including colluding with spirit beasts and disgracing himself as a human. Today, our Spirit Hall will act on behalf of Heaven to execute him!"

Instead of mentioning the personal grudge between Tang Hao and the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong used a more respectable reason to put Tang Hao on the pillory of shame.

Tang Hao's body was trembling uncontrollably, and fear and terror resurfaced in his previously lifeless eyes.

"Don't kill me, I don't want to die."

Everyone's expressions were strange. It turned out that even the usually domineering and powerful Haotian Douluo was no different from an ordinary person when faced with death.

Everyone showed a clear look of disdain.

If Tang Hao had bravely faced death, they would have respected him, but his current cowardly demeanor is truly despicable.

"That's not how it is, that's not how it is." Someone in the crowd murmured softly; it was Tang Yuehua.

She simply couldn't accept that her brother, who was as powerful as a god, now acted like a coward who clung to life.

Although Tang Yuehua's voice was soft, everyone present was a powerful individual. They silently remembered Tang Yuehua, realizing that this person was highly suspicious and might uncover some unexpected surprises.

"Elder Yan, since you captured this fiend, then you shall be responsible for beheading him."

Bibi Dong's majestic voice rang out once more.

A dazzling sword light streaked across the sky, drawing everyone's focused attention. They were all extremely curious about this newly appointed elder.

"I will obey the Pope's order." The sword light landed beside Tang Hao and transformed into the appearance of Yan Chixia.

'What a formidable swordsman! No wonder Tang Hao was captured by him. Although Tang Hao lost an arm, he was still the Haotian Douluo.'

Everyone was simultaneously shaken by the sword energy emanating from Shen An.

Sword Douluo's sword intent nearly burst forth from his body. He stared intently at Shen An, his eyes filled with undisguised admiration and fighting spirit.

"Uncle Jian, what's wrong with you?"

"The Seven Kill Sword is resounding for him!" Chen Xin exclaimed expectantly.

Bibi Dong was very pleased with everyone's amazement at Shen An. In her view, Shen An was from her lineage, and the more famous and powerful Shen An was, the greater her influence would be.

Shen An turned his gaze to Bibi Dong. In formal occasions, he still had to show some respect to Bibi Dong on the surface.

Bibi Dong's lips curled into a satisfied smile: "Slay!!!"

Shen An didn't hesitate any longer. He condensed his sword energy, creating layers of light and shadow, and suddenly slashed at Tang Hao.

Click!

Blood gushed out, heads fell to the ground, and the once mighty Haotian Douluo died without a ripple, without any resistance.

The entire arena was initially silent for a moment, then the Spirit Hall side erupted in unprecedented cheers.

Surprisingly, one elderly man with a goatee was cheering so loudly that his shouts almost drowned out the entire Spirit Hall staff.

"Brother, Bibi Dong has actually managed to turn the tables on us." Golden Crocodile Douluo said, watching the scene unfold.

Qian Daoliu remained silent, instead looking at Shen An, unable to understand what Shen An was trying to do.

Are you really not afraid that Xiaoxue will find out that you've sided with Bibi Dong?

Shen An felt incredibly exhilarated at that moment. Killing Tang Hao, his enemy, had cleared his mind and made him feel even lighter.

"It's a pity that Tang San has disappeared without a trace, and so has Xiao Wu. Otherwise, it would have been so much better if their family could have been reunited." Shen An expressed slight regret.

Bibi Dong's gaze swept across the entire scene, and she felt a slight regret in her heart. The Haotian Sect was truly unworthy of being called the number one sect in the world; they didn't even dare to come to rescue Tang Hao when he was being publicly executed.

'That Tang Yuehua is quite interesting. How come I never thought she also had the surname Tang?' Bibi Dong had already made up her mind.

Ning Fengzhi, the Heavenly Dou Emperor, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan exchanged glances. With this action, the Spirit Hall's prestige had reached its peak.

Countless Soul Masters in the world regard the Spirit Hall as the highest authority.

They must find a way to suppress them, otherwise they will only become more passive.

Shen An didn't pay attention to the undercurrents in the arena, but instead quietly glanced at his own reputation score.

Eighteen million! ! !

The fact that he beheaded Tang Hao in front of everyone has been spread by various forces today, and it is conceivable that it will bring him a considerable amount of fame.

Shen An's expression remained unchanged, but he was secretly overjoyed.

It's safe! It's safe! The Soul Saint title is secured!

Chapter 295 Swordplay Showdown: Who Will Be Number One!

"Elder Yan single-handedly defeated Haotian, demonstrating his formidable strength. Now that all sides have gathered here, why not let us witness his prowess?"

The first to speak was Emperor Xueye.

This was the result of his secret discussions with two other factions and even the Star Luo Empire.

Since the Spirit Hall is using Tang Hao's reputation, then they will use Yan Chixia's reputation instead.

In short, they want to force a share of the pie. Otherwise, with the Spirit Hall's reputation soaring and Haotian remaining hidden, the hearts of the people on the continent will be gradually eroded by the Spirit Hall.

The best strategy would be to direct the conflict towards Yan Chixia.

If the Spirit Hall accepts the challenge, they will have Sword Douluo Chen Xin use sword sparring as an excuse to dampen Yan Chixia's spirit.

If the Spirit Hall is afraid to fight, that would be even better.

This news will spread throughout the entire continent the next day. Why isn't the Spirit Hall responding? Could it be that they've chickened out?

This was done to damage the reputation of the Spirit Hall.

Faced with Emperor Xueye's "provocation," Shen An kept his eyes down, his nose down, his mouth down, and his mind at ease. He left this matter to Bibi Dong to handle; he was not suited to take the lead.

At the same time, Shen An couldn't help but think to himself that watching Emperor Xueye and the others jumping around in front of him was somewhat ridiculous.

Shen An had clearly witnessed the power of the sword strike from the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall.

If that Grand Elder were to emerge from seclusion and single-handedly wipe out the three upper sects with his sword, Shen An would have no doubts.

Shen An couldn't understand why the other party wouldn't make a move. Was it because they were too morally upright, indifferent to worldly affairs, or there was another hidden reason?

Here, Shen An couldn't help but lament why he hadn't read Douluo Continent carefully before his transmigration.

Bibi Dong's gaze sharpened. Her opponent had made a move, and she had to respond. A fight was inevitable; the only questions were who to fight and how to fight.

"Since you are all so interested, then Tenth Elder, are you willing?" Bibi Dong asked.

“I respectfully obey the Pope’s decree; I have no objection.”

"Then please."

"In that case, let Elder Chen Xin of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School fight him. As fellow practitioners of the sword, we may benefit from this battle."

Ning Fengzhi spoke first before Bibi Dong could, not wanting the Pope to pick on an easy target.

In this battle, victory is not an option, so Chen Xin, the strongest among them, is the most suitable choice. Even that old fellow Yu Yuanzhen is a bit lacking.