Bibi Dong's demeanor was completely different from before, a world of difference even.
The two stood facing each other for a long time. After ten seconds, the effect of the forbidden hand wore off, and Wukong's aura returned to normal, allowing Bibi Dong's expression to improve slightly.
"Did I go a bit too far?" Wukong looked down at Bibi Dong, who was sitting on the steps, trembling and covered in cold sweat. He couldn't help but feel a little sorry for her.
Her life had been difficult enough. She was hurt by the teacher she respected most, the person she loved left her, and she gave birth to a daughter she resented. Ultimately, she met such an end.
Thinking about this, Wukong frowned and slowly descended to help Bibi Dong, who was sitting weakly on the ground.
At this moment, Bibi Dong's eyes no longer held the previous imperial dignity, only fear and reverence for something.
It couldn't be helped. Bibi Dong now held only respect, reverence, and fear for the concept of a god.
Then, suddenly, a young man who she had threatened and intended to kill, burst forth with power tens of thousands of times greater than her own, and told her, "You have hurt a god."
This must be such a painful realization.
"What is he trying to do?" Seeing Wukong suddenly restrain his aura and fly towards her to help her up, Bibi Dong's pretty face turned cold. "Is he trying to kill me?"
The two were close. After Wukong helped her up, he seriously observed Bibi Dong's facial expression and could tell: "This girl is really scared."
However…
Watching someone who was once arrogant and noble, now standing before him, with only panic and unease remaining, actually felt quite satisfying.
After standing up again, Bibi Dong quickly pushed Wukong away and knelt on one knee, her teeth clenched, and her voice trembling, she said, "God! I shouldn't have harbored murderous intent towards you!"
Bibi Dong's tone sounded very unwilling, but she had no choice but to say it.
"I can't die!" Bibi Dong gritted her teeth, unwilling in her heart. "Those damned Qian family members haven't been avenged yet! I can't die!"
Bibi Dong's heart surged with a powerful will to survive. Having come into contact with gods, Bibi Dong naturally understood their immense power and arrogance.
After what she had just done, it would be strange if this guy wasn't angry.
As soon as she knelt, Bibi Dong began to beg for mercy. This wasn't because she lacked ambition, but because the pressure Wukong had just unleashed was simply too great, even surpassing the pressure of the first god she had ever seen, the Rāksasa God.
It was like an ordinary person realizing their opponent was a giant monster, like an Ultraman, while they themselves were a defenseless ant without any special abilities. The normal reaction would be to either run or beg for mercy.
If it had been an ordinary First-Grade God or Second-Grade God, Bibi Dong's reaction might not have been so weak.
She might have been more forceful, bringing up her identity as the Rāksasa God's inheritor to try and pressure the god in front of her.
But now, she was facing an Overgod whose mere pressure alone was tens of thousands of times stronger than the Rāksasa God.
How could she even compare?
The only strange thing was that Bibi Dong couldn't sense Wukong's aura just now, but now she could clearly feel his Soul Power fluctuations.
Wukong quickly helped her up and comforted Bibi Dong with a very dignified yet gentle tone, "You are the Empress of the mortal realm; you don't need to kneel before a god."
"I am not a god of your world. Because of the suppression of this world's laws, I cannot exert my original strength." Wukong clenched his fist and made a forward gesture.
"But if it's about crushing the gods of your world, that's incredibly easy."
Hearing this, Bibi Dong's heavy heart relaxed a bit.
Good heavens! His power, even suppressed by the world's laws, was still so strong. If there were no laws suppressing him...it was unimaginable!
"Overgod, please forgive my ignorance. It was my mistake to harbor murderous intent towards you," Bibi Dong quickly said to Wukong in an apologetic tone.
She couldn't die now. Yu Xiaogang hadn't returned to her side yet, and she hadn't yet avenged herself against those damned Qian family members.
Seeing Bibi Dong's strong desire to survive, Wukong couldn't help but smile, putting away his Overgod-like demeanor. He spoke to Bibi Dong in the tone of a junior: "Since I've come to this world, I'll follow its rules."
"Your Eminence, I can join your camp and help you fight against Qian Daoliu and his people, but I need top-quality resources to aid my cultivation. There's no need for the master-disciple thing."
Hearing that Wukong would help her deal with Qian Daoliu, Bibi Dong was even more certain of Wukong's identity.
Because, besides the Martial Soul Hall's high-ranking members, hardly anyone knew about her conflict with Qian Daoliu. And if a junior were to choose, they would definitely choose the Grand Elder, who had more power, rather than Bibi Dong.
"You can publicly announce that I'm your disciple, but not in private."
Master-disciple relationship? Why choose that? With that relationship, how would he get her later? He didn't want his hard-earned queen to fall in love with a waste like Yu Xiaogang again.
As for whether she was a virgin or not, that would have to wait until he recovered to his true Super Saiyan strength, to see if he could break the space-time laws of this world.
As for the Space-Time Tunnel, such a thing should exist.
When Tang Wulin was in Douluo III, wasn't he sent to the Douluo Continent because of a space-time storm?
And the place where space-time turbulence exists is mostly within the Space-Time Tunnel, and then it's transferred to the present world through the Space-Time Tunnel.
In other words, where there is space-time turbulence, there must be a Space-Time Tunnel. Then, enter the Space-Time Tunnel and go back 20 years.
At that time, with Super Saiyan strength, if Qian Xunji is killed, then Qian Renxue should be considered a regular historical figure in Douluo, right? Even if she wasn't born with Bibi Dong, another woman should do, right?
After hearing Wukong's words, a huge weight in Bibi Dong's heart was lifted.
Seeing that Wukong's attitude was already so harmonious, she gradually regained her queenly aura: "Then, Overgod, what kind of resources do you need? Are they Soul Rings or Soul Bones?"
Although her aura had returned, her tone still held the reverence for a being more powerful than herself.
Hearing Bibi Dong's tone towards him, Wukong's mouth twitched. Seeing the restored queenly aura, Wukong secretly complained: Alright, it seems the aura I just unleashed was still too strong.
I really didn't expect the intimidation to be enough to make someone like Bibi Dong so respectful.
"But your restored aura, coupled with this overly respectful tone, seems a bit... off. It's like you're putting on a show."
Seeing this scene is like having a majestic tigress standing before you, exuding power, but making the sounds of a tiny kitten. Who could stand for that?
"Your Majesty, could you please not speak to me in that tone? It's uncomfortable to watch."
"I've said before, I am a god from another world. I've come to this world merely to experience life and cultivate. You are the ruler of this world, so there's no need for me to be above you."
"Also, don't call me Overgod. Just call me Little Sun or Wukong."
As Wukong finished speaking.
"Then, I shall defer to your wishes, Wukong. What kind of cultivation resources do you need?"
Bibi Dong's voice became as majestic and arrogant as before.
You changed so quickly! How long had you been suppressing yourself?
"Your Holiness, do you have any fire-attribute Soul Bones here?"
Wukong's voice, youthful yet mature, resonated, pleasing Bibi Dong. It would naturally be delightful to hear a handsome man speak to you with a childish voice.
"Of course, we do. But may I ask, don't you gods create your own Soul Bones? I don't mean to offend, it's just a simple question. If you don't want to answer, that's fine."
Bibi Dong sized up Wukong, observing this god from another world. Shouldn't gods possess immense power? Why would he need to rely on mortals for something like a Soul Bone?
Wukong replied, "Because I am a god from another world, I'm not familiar with the cultivation methods of your world."
"Although I am tens of thousands of times stronger than the gods of your world, due to different cultivation methods, even with my great power, I can't master your world's cultivation system."
"Therefore, I can't create Soul Rings and Soul Bones of this world."
Wow, what a show! He's currently only temporarily possessing this power, but he's already smoothly presenting himself as a god from another world. Impressive!
"So that's how it is," Bibi Dong murmured, resting her chin on her hand.
"Wukong, I will announce to the public that you are my disciple, but privately, we will be friends."
"Alright, Your Eminence the Pope," Wukong replied.
Bibi Dong was overjoyed that Wukong agreed so readily. Excellent. Originally, with the Rāksasa God's help, Bibi Dong already felt confident in completing her revenge plan. Now, with the help of Wukong, a god from another world (shameless), her plan would surely reach new heights.
"Gui Mei!" Bibi Dong's voice was filled with authority.
The doors of the Papal Palace were hastily pushed open, and a dark shadow quickly materialized from the doorway into the center of the hall. "What are your orders, Your Eminence?" Ghost Douluo asked.
"Bring that Blazing Burning Flame Right Arm Soul Bone," Bibi Dong instructed the two guards.
Ghost Douluo was startled at first. Then, seeing Wukong standing beside Bibi Dong, he realized that the Pope must have taken this young man as a disciple. Otherwise, she wouldn't give him such a lavish gift.
"Yes!" After receiving the order, Ghost Douluo hurried towards the Martial Soul Hall's treasure vault.
Wukong thought, This Blazing Burning Flame Right Arm Soul Bone seems to be the one Tang San gave to Ma Hongjun after the original Soul Master Competition. Too bad, now Wukong's snagged it. Little Hongjun, just blame your bad luck.
"Then I'll thank the Pope," I, Bibi Dong, said gratefully.
"No need, this is only right. It's my honor to help a god from another world," Bibi Dong smiled slightly at Wukong, a hint of a smile gracing her dignified and elegant face.
This smile made Wukong's heart tremble. Good heavens, I could watch this forever! He really wanted to knock her out right now and take her back to Earth to keep, but that was impossible.
A minute later, Ghost Douluo returned to the Papal Palace, stepping on his ghost shadow. He held a tray in his hand, on which rested a fiery red item with crimson stripes, resembling armor.
Ghost Douluo respectfully said to Bibi Dong, "Your Holiness, the Soul Bone has been brought."
"I see, you may leave now," Bibi Dong said, manipulating her Soul Power slightly, and drew the Soul Bone into her hand.
"Wukong, this is the fire-attribute Soul Bone you wanted. Although its age is a bit low, with your divine power, you should be able to slowly master the laws of this world and increase the Soul Bone's age, right?" Bibi Dong asked.
Wukong pretended to be lost in thought, then said to Bibi Dong, "Indeed, I'm not too familiar with the laws of this world yet, but in the future, I will definitely be able to control everything here!" The last sentence was Wukong's honest thought.
Seeing the high spirits of this otherworldly god, Bibi Dong's heart was already filled with waves. She knew that she now had a true god helping her.
"Then, I'll prepare a courtyard for you first. You can slowly absorb things there." Bibi Dong's flawless face smiled beautifully at Wukong.
Eh~ This is a problem!
"Alright, thank you, Elder Sister Pope."
Hearing this, Bibi Dong immediately retorted, "No, you are a god from another world and don't know how much older you are than me. Please don't tease me."
Wukong's face was covered in black lines. "Come on, Elder Sister Pope, I'm only 18 years old in that world, just an adult, okay?"
This wasn't Wukong bragging; he really was 18 years old. He started learning magic at nine, performing at fourteen, and at eighteen, he became a world-class magician. He had a bright future ahead, but he was schemed against and killed.
"What? You became a god at 18!" Big question marks covered Bibi Dong's beautiful face. She knew she was the fastest to become a Title Douluo, even earlier than Tang Hao by several years, but this child had become a god at only 18 years old. What a gifted talent!
"Wukong, your talent is truly terrifying. In a few years, the entire continent will forever remember your name," Bibi Dong couldn't help but exclaim.
"Meh, just average, fifth in the world," Wukong waved his hand, answering shamelessly.
"Fifth in the world? Does your world have gods stronger than you?" Bibi Dong asked, puzzled. A god of Wukong's level was only ranked fifth. What kind of gods were even stronger than him?
"Yeah! There's a muscular dude with green hair who's stronger than me."
"And there's also a pink guy with holes all over his body who can heal infinitely. And there's a bald guy with purple and white colors and a tail who can turn gold."
"Oh, right, and there's a purple one called the God of Destruction, who has the power to destroy anything. No matter what you are, he can destroy you."
Bibi Dong was puzzled after hearing this. She had heard the Rāksasa God introduce the God Realm before, and she had heard of the name of the God of Destruction. "We also have a God of Destruction in this world. Which God of Destruction is stronger, yours or ours?"
Wukong laughed disdainfully upon hearing this: "The God of Destruction in this world? He's not even qualified to shine the shoes of the God of Destruction from my world. Zhou Weiqing, even though he's called the God of Destruction, his abilities aren't even one percent of the one in my world."
"Even the Dragon God, the creator god of your world, wouldn't be a match for Beerus, the God of Destruction from my world."
Bibi Dong felt her worldview crumbling. One god from his world could crush the strongest in her world. Just how strong was the strongest in his world?
Wukong saw Bibi Dong's reaction, and though he didn't show it on the surface, he was ecstatic inside. "How's that, little lady? Worldview shattered?"
"The strongest in my world is called Zeno. He can destroy all worlds with just a wave of his hand, or even just a thought," Wukong said proudly.
"What! Just a wave of the hand can destroy all worlds!" Bibi Dong believed it completely. She didn't think a god would lie. To destroy all worlds with a single gesture... what level of cultivation was that? It seemed her horizons were still too limited.
Bibi Dong sighed.
Note: Guys the naming mistake was from original Author side.