Chương 404: Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong (1)
After a moment's pause, Ning Fengzhi went on:
"The depths of the Supreme Pontiff is even more unfathomable. Known as the most formidable leader in the history of Spirit Hall. In your present condition, you're in no way suited to oppose them from the front. Yielding isn't shirking, you're still young, even if you want to confront Spirit Hall, there will still be time later. Is there a need to be so stubborn this time?"
Tang San's brows tightened. After thinking deeply for a moment, he still shook his head,
"No, I have to participate in this competition. Uncle Ning, I understand your meaning, but I think this is also an important tempering in my life. If I can crash my way through, then when Spirit Hall wants to deal with me again in the future, it will also be severely difficult. It's impossible for them to always hide the truth."
Seeing the radiance in Tang San's eyes, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help recalling the appearance of his father in his youth. Their expressions were so similar. Even though Ning Fengzhi and Tang Hao weren't very familiar in those days and they weren't far apart in age, the feeling Tang Hao gave him was always like looking up at a tall mountain. Among the people of his generation, no one could compare to Tang Hao. Right now Tang Hao's son had apparently duplicated this marvel, to the extent that he was even more outstanding than his father. 'Clear Sky School, don't tell me your genes really are that good?'
"Fine, since you've already decided, there's no need for me to say more. Uncle will guarantee your safety as far as possible."
Ning Fengzhi's words were very flat, but as the master of a school, this was already equivalent to him giving Tang San a pledge.
Tang San sensed that Ning Fengzhi's words right now weren't out of pragmatism, or an attempt to rope him in. It was entirely the concern of an elder for a junior.
"Uncle Ning, I might not be able to enter Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, but as long as I still live, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will forever be my friend."
...
Spirit City.
A plain clothed Grandmaster entered the city after passing the Spirit Master inspection. At his age, thirty something ranked strength naturally wouldn't arouse any attention.
Without resting a bit, without even catching his breath a moment, Grandmaster came straight to the highest governing body of Spirit City. Supreme Pontiff Palace.
In front of Supreme Pontiff Palace.
"Halt."
Two silver armored palace guard knights barred Grandmaster's path, altogether a hundred palace guard knights raised the longswords in their hands,
"This is a restricted area. Approach one more step, and you will be killed without question."
Facing more than a hundred palace guard knights with strength clearly above his, Grandmaster's expression was still as apathetic as always. Raising his hand, he suddenly revealed his warrant tile.
The palace guard in the lead quickly stepped forward, when he saw the six insignia on the warrant tile, he couldn't keep from shivering. With a putong sound, he knelt on one knee,
"My respect, elder."
The hundred palace guards uniformly made the same motion. Contrasted by them, the originally ordinary Grandmaster seemed a lot less ordinary.
"Bring me to the Supreme Pontiff."
Grandmaster used the simplest possible words to inform them of his purpose.
After an hour, in the official business hall of the Supreme Pontiff Palace, Grandmaster quietly sipped top quality fragrant tea, quietly waiting.
Right now he was the only person in the more than a thousand square meter official hall.
Grandmaster's gaze was all along focused on the fragrant tea in his hand, without so much as a glance at all the gold and jade splendor around him, he just waited quietly.
The three meter high arched doors opened, and a soft voice echoed from outside,
"You wait outside. Without my order, nobody is allowed inside."
"Yes."
Grandmaster's gaze finally shifted from the tea, turning in the direction of the great doors of the official hall.
The door opened, and a woman walked in from outside.
Not tall, dressed in black gilt-lined luxurious robes, wearing a nine tipped purple gold crown, a more than two meter long scepter in her hand, inlaid with countless precious stones. Fair skin and close to perfect complexion made her stand out from the masses.
She especially revealed an intangible noble sacredness, making people even more inclined to kneel and pay their respects.
Grandmaster sat, and after entering the room, that woman also halted. The two peoples' gazes collided in the air like that. There were no sparks. Grandmaster's gaze held a lot of things. There was apology, memories, and even more of disappointment.
The woman's gaze instantly had a complex change. Even though she only looked thirty or so, in fact, she was even a year older than Grandmaster, her age long since past fifty. The scepter in her hand struck the floor, issuing an echoing ding.
"You came."
The gentle and pleasant voice very easily gave people a feeling of bathing in the spring wind.
But Grandmaster's gaze instead became astringent, pushing on the table in front of him with both hands to stand, turning to that woman,
"Yes, I came. Are you well?"
The woman's face displayed a slight smile,
"With ten thousand subordinates, how would I be unwell? As the ruler of Spirit Hall, even the monarchs of the two great empires would have to show me some degree of courtesy. Where do you think I would be unwell?"
Grandmaster sighed,
"Bibi Dong, I know the pain in your heart."
"Bibi Dong? If you didn't say it, I would almost have forgotten this name. Please call me Supreme Pontiff, or Your Eminence. It's been long since I was that foolish Bibi Dong."
Yes, this seemingly gentle and beautiful woman before him was the current highest ruler of Spirit Hall, the target of pilgrimage for all Spirit Masters, the Supreme Pontiff.
She was the youngest Supreme Pontiff in the history of Spirit Hall, taking the seat before forty.
There were initially a lot of doubters, but as time passed, under her governance, Spirit Hall's development was even faster and more violent, and also even more unified. A lot of people already believed she was the most outstanding Supreme Pontiff Spirit Hall ever had.
"Yes, Your Eminence Supreme Pontiff."
Grandmaster's pupils contracted somewhat, a trace of pain trickling through his eyes. He turned, walking over and standing where he sat before, hands clasping the fragrant tea, seemingly falling into old memories.
Watching Grandmaster's back, the indifference in the Supreme Pontiff's eyes faded away, a somewhat unable to endure mood flashing. Raising her feet, she seemed about to step forward, but in the end held back.
"What did you come to find me for? It's already been twenty years since we last met."
The Supreme Pontiff's voice still sounded so serene.
Grandmaster drew a deep breath, suppressing his raging heart. Even he hadn't expected him to lose control like this on seeing Bibi Dong again.
As he turned around, the mood in his eyes had completely disappeared, leaving only the usual apathy.
"Your Eminence Supreme Pontiff, I came to make a request."
"Oh?"
The Supreme Pontiff looked at Grandmaster with some astonishment,
"You would come to request something of me? That doesn't seem like you. It seems time really will change a man. Speak."
Grandmaster didn't explain. If it was only for himself, he would never come to make a request from the other person, but, for the disciple he thought of as a son, he had no choice but to make the trip.
"Your Eminence, I want to know, how did you pass the crisis of twin spirits at that time?"
The Supreme Pontiff's eyes contracted a moment, and she calmly said:
"You don't need to know. What's the significance of this to you?"
Grandmaster didn't hide it,
"I accepted a disciple, he has followed me to cultivate for seven or eight years. By luck, he possess twin spirits like you. This child is prodigiously talented, and I hope to foster him into a power."
"Why would I help you? Let you cultivate a power to go against me later?"
The Supreme Pontiff's voice suddenly became chilly.
Grandmaster lowered his voice:
"Of course not. If you agree to tell me how you did it, I can guarantee you that my disciple will never oppose Spirit Hall."
The corners of the Supreme Pontiff's mouth displayed a smile,
"Originally, it's also this matter that not even this Grandmaster of theory knows. Yu Xiao Gang, You've come too late. Several days ago I already dispatched people to rob and kill along the route the Heaven Dou Empire participating teams must travel. Their target, is that Clear Sky School disciple of yours. Therefore, there's also no need for you to know the secret of twin spirits."
Grandmaster trembled violently, turning back fiercely, staring at the Supreme Pontiff,
"What did you say?"
The Supreme Pontiff didn't hide it, and indifferently said:
"Platinum bishop Salas sent word that a Clear Sky School child appeared, prodigiously talented. Already breaking through fortieth rank at such a young age, twin spirits, possessing a ten thousand year level fourth spirit ring. Even possibly possessing spirit bones. Close to Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and Heaven Dou Empire. My Spirit Hall can't use such a person, but can only be killed."
"You..."
Grandmaster stepped forward sharply, both hands fiercely grabbing the Supreme Pontiff's shoulders, his eyes instantly covered with blood, his whole body trembling violently.
Seeing Grandmaster's eyes brimming with hatred, Bibi Dong went blank a moment,
"To you, is he really so important?"
With her strength, she could naturally turn away Grandmaster, but she didn't do it, only letting his scorching hot hands hold onto her shoulders.
Grandmaster's breath became ragged, speaking word by word:
"Bibi Dong, hear me clearly. If anything happens to Tang San, then I will spare no cost to destroy Spirit hall. In my life I have had no children, but he is like my son."
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