Chapter 42 Qibao Glazed Sect

Tiandou Imperial City.

The branch hall of Wuhun Hall.

Saras looked at Bibi Dong and Luo Ling, who were behaving intimately, with a look of shock on his face.

He was very excited about the Pope's visit, but he brought a young man with him.

Could it be that the Pope also looks for a gigolo?

Sarath shivered and stood in the hall not knowing where to put his eyes.

"Your Excellency the Bishop, the clothes you requested have been delivered." A female voice came from outside the door.

A nun came in with a set of clothes.

"What is this?" Luo Ling asked puzzledly.

After leaving the Sunset Forest, Bibi Dong did not take him to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect immediately, but first came to the Wuhun Hall branch in Tiandou City.

"Are you planning to go to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect with me dressed like this?" Bibi Dong glared at Luo Ling unhappily.

Luo Ling reacted and looked down at himself.

Although he became the Holy Son of Spirit Hall, Luo Ling did not like those luxurious clothes. He usually dressed in ordinary cloth.

Although it is not ugly, it is indeed a bit plain.

Looking at the clothes handed over by the nun, Luo Ling didn't hesitate and went to another room to change.

Three minutes later, Luo Ling came out.

Bibi Dong's eyes lit up as she looked at Luo Ling who was walking out.

He was wearing a black long-buttoned suit, black leather boots, and a white shirt underneath, looking like a nobleman.

Silver hair and red eyes are relatively rare in Douluo Continent, making Luo Ling look more elegant.

"What do you think, teacher?" Luo Ling was also very satisfied. This image was very aristocratic.

"Not bad." Bibi Dong nodded and thought it was pretty good too.

She turned her head and looked at Sarath beside her: "Saras, don't let the fact that Xiao Ling and I went to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect be leaked."

“Yes, the matter between His Holiness the Pope and... this young man will never be spread out!” Salas nodded quickly.

Bibi Dong nodded slightly and said nothing more. She took Luo Ling's hand and walked out of the hall.

When they arrived outside the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong had already changed into ordinary clothes. The Pope's costume was too eye-catching.

The matter of recruiting members of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect must not be known to others.

The two were walking on the street, and Luo Ling suddenly saw a grocery store nearby.

A black top hat in the window caught Luo Ling's attention.

"Teacher! I'll go buy some more things." Luo Ling's eyes lit up slightly and he trotted into the grocery store.

Bibi Dong looked at Luo Ling strangely but did not stop him.

Ten minutes later, Luo Ling came back.

He wore a black top hat on his head, a monocle on his right eye, and white gloves on his hands.

Bibi Dong blinked her beautiful eyes, not knowing what Luo Ling meant by dressing like this.

"Xiao Ling, you are like this..."

"Teacher, don't you think this is cool?" Luo Ling grinned.

The corner of Bibi Dong's mouth twitched, but she didn't say anything.

Luo Ling turned his head and looked at his reflection in the car window.

Black dress with hat, glasses and gloves.

He remembered a novel he had read in his previous life, and his current appearance was similar to the protagonist in the novel.

Well, it's pretty much the same minus the monocle.

Please call me a fool… Luo Ling whispered to himself.

It has been ten years since I came to Douluo Continent, and the memories of my past life have become a little vague.

...Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

Ning Fengzhi was looking at the sect's development information when suddenly a burst of hurried footsteps was heard.

The door was violently pushed open, and the person who came in said breathlessly: "Master, this is bad!"

"Third Elder, what's the hurry?"

Ning Fengzhi frowned.

"Wu...The Pope of Wuhun Hall is here!" The third elder recovered his breath and suddenly raised his head and said.

"What?" Ning Fengzhi's pupils suddenly shrank.

On the surface, the relationship between the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and the Spirit Hall is relatively harmonious, but in reality, they are secretly wary of each other.

The last time he met the Pope of the Spirit Hall was when he ascended the throne. The two sides had almost no conversation. Why did he come today?

"Call Uncle Jian and Uncle Gu immediately, and let's go meet the Pope of the Spirit Hall!" Ning Fengzhi pondered for a moment and gave the order. He had to prepare for the worst.

……

"Your Holiness the Pope has come from afar, and I am sorry for not welcoming you in person."

In the reception room, Luo Ling and Bibi Dong, who had been waiting for a long time, finally saw Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi walked in with Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.

The first thing I saw was Bibi Dong, who had hardly changed from the one she had shown at the Pope's coronation ceremony many years ago.

His gaze stayed on Bibi Dong for only a moment, and then he looked at the young man sitting next to Bibi Dong.

"It's been a while since we last met. I hope Sect Master Ning won't blame me for coming here uninvited."

Bibi Dong stood up and smiled at Ning Fengzhi.

"No way. It is an honor for me to have His Holiness the Pope here."

Ning Fengzhi bowed politely, then changed the subject and pretended to be puzzled, "I wonder what important matter His Holiness the Pope has come to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect for this time?"

"There are indeed some things I hope Sect Master Ning can help with." Bibi Dong nodded and looked at Luo Ling standing aside.

"This is my disciple, and the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, Luo Ling."

As soon as Bibi Dong finished speaking, Luo Ling felt three pairs of sharp eyes looking at him.

"Junior Luo Ling greets Sect Master Ning, His Majesty the Sword Douluo, and His Majesty the Bone Douluo." Luo Ling saluted the three of them neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Ning Fengzhi looked at Luo Ling. He could sense Luo Ling's soul power level, probably that of a high-level soul master.

He looks to be thirteen or fourteen years old. At this age and with this level of soul power, no one in the younger generation of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect can compare to him.

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but think of his own daughter. She was obviously very talented, but she didn't like to practice and she is not even at level 20 yet.

"My dear friend Luo Ling, you have already reached the level of Soul Master at such a young age. You are truly gifted. I wonder what the Pope wants to talk to Ning about?"

Ning Fengzhi withdrew his gaze from Luo Ling. Although Luo Ling was extremely talented, he was still only a Soul Master after all.

Bibi Donglai’s affairs with the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect should have nothing to do with a Soul Master.

He probably just brought his disciples out to see the world.

He thought to himself, Bibi Dong did not answer, still looking at Luo Ling.

Luo Ling didn't hesitate and said to Ning Fengzhi with a smile: "Master Ning, I actually begged the teacher to bring me here."

Ning Fengzhi was stunned.

"I heard that the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's method of distraction control is unique in the world. Today, my teacher brought me here to learn this method of distraction control." Luo Ling continued.

Ning Fengzhi was a little surprised that the Pope of the Spirit Hall came to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect just for a secret technique!
He couldn't help but look at Luo Ling again. It seemed that Bibi Dong valued this disciple very much.

The atmosphere was silent for a few seconds, and Ning Fengzhi smiled, "My friend, you are joking. The method of distraction control is the secret of my Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. How can I easily pass it on to outsiders?"

As he spoke, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo behind him both had alert expressions.

The strength of the Spirit Hall is well known, but who knows whether Bibi Dong will fight back.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo looked at each other, and their eyes were full of solemnity when they looked at Bibi Dong.

The Spirit Hall's Pope is notorious, and even if the two of them join forces they don't have much chance of winning.

(End of this chapter)