radicalducati Chapter 130 A beating is a sign of affection, a scolding is a sign of love
Chapter 130 A beating is a sign of affection, a scolding is a sign of love
Chapter 130 A beating is a sign of affection, a scolding is a sign of love
With her mind made up, Bibi Dong immediately used her soul power to transmit a telepathic message, summoning a ghost:
"Elder Ghost, come to the Papal Palace!"
A short while later.
The ghostly figure gradually solidified within a black mist, then knelt on one knee and respectfully bowed.
"Your Holiness the Pope!"
Bibi Dong's gaze was cold as she looked at the ghost kneeling on one knee, and she said in a low voice:
"Elder Ghost, I have a task for you to handle."
"Your Holiness, please give your orders!"
The ghost bowed its head respectfully and asked for instructions.
Bibi Dong calmly gave the order:
"Elder Ghost, the Holy Son is going to travel to the Douluo Continent to gain experience. I would like to trouble Elder Ghost to accompany him and protect him."
Ghost was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, thinking to himself, "Is His Highness the Holy Son also going to the mainland for training? Is His Holiness the Pope asking me to go and act as His Highness the Holy Son's protector?"
He didn't seem to care, so he immediately and respectfully accepted the order:
"Yes, Your Holiness the Pope!"
Having received his orders, the ghost was about to transform into a wisp of mist and head to find the Holy Son, Ye Qifeng.
But then Bibi Dong gave another order:
"By the way, Elder Ghost, all you need to do is protect the Holy Son secretly and try your best not to let him discover your existence."
"If the Holy Son discovers your existence, then you should simply obey his orders. Do whatever he tells you to do."
"Also, remember to report the whereabouts and safety of the Holy Son to this Pope at any time."
"Alright, you may step back now and go find the Holy Son. His carriage just left Wuhun City not long ago. With your abilities, catching up with him shouldn't be difficult."
"yes!"
The ghost once again respectfully accepted the order.
Seeing that the Pope had nothing more to give, they realized that the Pope had no further instructions.
His figure instantly transformed into a wisp of mist and vanished from the council hall, chasing after the carriage where Saint Ye Qifeng was located.
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Western part of Wuhun City.
on the official road.
A horse-drawn carriage was swaying and slowly moving forward.
At this moment, Ye Qifeng was unaware that Bibi Dong had taken it upon herself to arrange a secret protector for him.
This protector was none other than Ghost Douluo Ghost, an elder of the Papal Palace whose cultivation had reached the peak of level 94 and was about to enter the ranks of level 95 Super Douluo.
However, even though Ye Qifeng found out, he wasn't surprised.
Because he knew that Bibi Dong loved him very much, and that he held a high and important place in her heart.
Bibi Dong must be worried about his safety when he goes out to gain experience.
Even if he told Bibi Dong that he didn't need a protector, Bibi Dong might not listen.
After all, she was a very opinionated woman, a female pope.
It didn't take long.
As expected, Ye Qifeng quickly and keenly sensed that a strange and cold aura had appeared around the carriage.
"That familiar aura...it's ghostly!"
With his keen senses, Ye Qifeng immediately recognized the identity of the person with the cold aura.
Although the ghost carefully concealed its aura and secretly followed the carriage as instructed by Bibi Dong.
However, after Ye Qifeng's soul memories from his previous life returned and he obtained the Guiyuan Meditation Technique and the skill of manipulating objects with his mind, his current perception ability is no longer comparable to what it used to be.
The ghost was sensed by Ye Qifeng as soon as it arrived.
Ye Qifeng shook his head, showing no intention of exposing the ghost for the time being.
The carriage, driven by an elderly driver, slowly traveled westward.
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Southwest of the Heavenly Dou Empire.
Fasno Province.
Holy Soul Village.
At this time, the sky was just beginning to lighten.
On a small hill adjacent to Holy Soul Village, a thin figure sat cross-legged.
This thin figure looks to be only about six years old.
He had dark skin, short black hair, and wore simple, coarse linen clothes covered in patches.
His appearance was extremely ordinary, so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary.
If placed in a crowd, it would be the kind of thing that almost no one would notice.
This thin figure was none other than Tang San, the scoundrel who had been secretly lured from the low-level martial arts world of the Tang Sect to the Douluo Continent by the filthy Asura God.
At this moment, Tang San's eyes were wide open, his pupils bulging, staring blankly at the rising dawn in the east, with a shimmering purple light in his eyes.
He was clearly practicing the Purple Demon Eye, an eye-training technique he had stolen from the Tang Sect and claimed as his own.
Much later.
Tang San finished cultivating the Purple Demon Eye, a smile spreading across his lips as he murmured contentedly to himself:
"As expected of the Purple Demon Eye, after more than five years of cultivation relying on the purple aura rising from the east at dawn, my eyesight has been greatly improved. In this world, there must be very few people who can surpass me in terms of eyesight."
"As expected, stealing the Tang Sect's inner sect secrets in my past life was the right choice. I didn't make a mistake!"
"Heh, in this world, only I know the Tang Clan's secret techniques. Who can criticize me? Who can hunt me down?"
"The Tang Clan's ultimate martial arts are mine!"
After a moment of triumph, Tang San suddenly sighed in dejection:
"This world called Douluo Continent seems to be somewhat different from the world where the Tang Sect is located."
"My Xuan Tian Gong has been stuck at the first level for three whole months. No matter how I cultivate, I still can't break through the bottleneck."
"If the Mysterious Heaven Skill cannot break through to the second level, the Mysterious Jade Hand cannot be improved, and one's poison-making and hidden weapon techniques will also be limited."
Unable to think of any solution, Tang San shook his head helplessly and stopped thinking about it.
Looking at the sky, it was already bright daylight. Thinking of his beloved, slovenly father, Tang Hao, he knew he was about to get up.
He had to go back quickly to prepare breakfast for his father, otherwise his father would go hungry.
Tang San quickly followed the shadowy footsteps, leaping and running down the small hill, identifying the direction of his simple mud-brick house, and hurriedly ran towards it.
A dozen minutes later.
Tang San was in a great hurry, and finally saw a wooden sign in the distance with an ugly hammer drawn on it, which was the logo of his family's blacksmith shop.
Suddenly, a series of arguing sounds reached Tang San's ears.
The argument was coming from their own mud-brick house, in the direction of the blacksmith's shop.
Based on the voice, Tang San could easily tell that the slightly deep and hoarse voice belonged to a middle-aged man.
The other, aged voice came from an old man.
Tang San ran quickly, panting, and unexpectedly discovered that the two people arguing were people he knew well.
His own father, Tang Hao, and Jack, the village elder of Holy Soul Village.
Tang Hao was covered in a slovenly beard, wearing a tattered black robe, and reeking of alcohol and sweat.
Old Jack was tall and thin, dressed neatly, and his hair was combed meticulously. Although he was over sixty years old, he was in good spirits.
Standing together, the two men looked more like middle-aged men than elderly men.
At this moment, Tang Hao, looking impatient and disdainful, kept shoving Old Jack towards the door, saying:
"Get out of the way, get out of the way, don't get in my way."
Village elder Jack, pushed back unsteadily by Tang Hao's large hand, muttered a threatening statement:
"Tang Hao, don't push me! You rude wretch! If you dare treat me like this again, I'll drive you out of the village!"
However, Tang Hao ignored him and shoved Old Jack out of the blacksmith shop in less than a second.
At this moment, Tang Hao suddenly saw Tang San's figure, his brows furrowed immediately, and he reprimanded him without any politeness:
"Hey mistress, where have you been? Why didn't you make breakfast? Are you trying to starve me?"
Tang San felt not saddened by his father's scolding, but rather a sense of relief.
As the saying goes, "Spare the rod and spoil the child."
This is my father's love for me!
(End of this chapter)