Chapter 192 Supreme Pontiff Bibi Dong
Qian Xunji picked up the Pope crown with both hands, his movements solemn and slow.
He held the crown high so everyone in the square could see it clearly, and then solemnly placed it on Bibi Dong's head.
Immediately afterward, he took the Pope scepter, held it in both hands, and handed it to Bibi Dong.
"Thank you, Teacher." Bibi Dong extended both hands and respectfully received the scepter.
The scepter felt heavy in her hand, much heavier than she had imagined.
But what she felt was far beyond the weight of the scepter itself; what she felt was her teacher's expectations and the heavy future of the entire Spirit Hall.
"Go on, Dong'er, and let everyone witness the demeanor of the new Pope of Spirit Hall."
"Understood." Bibi Dong nodded heavily.
She turned around, stepped forward, and faced the dense crowd below. Holding the scepter, her Pope robe fluttered slightly in the wind, and the gems on the crown shone brilliantly.
At this moment, the people below and the Cardinals behind her knelt down like a landslide, lowering their heads in unison.
"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope!"
The voices soared into the sky, echoing continuously across the square.
Bibi Dong looked at the Soul Masters kneeling and paying homage to her, a myriad of emotions swirling in her heart.
She did not know if she could shoulder this heavy responsibility or become a qualified Pope.
The road ahead was long and perilous.
But no matter what, she had to keep walking down this path.
Because this was something Su Mo believed she could accomplish, and it was also the heavy responsibility entrusted to her by her teacher.
She could not let them down.
Bibi Dong gently waved the Pope scepter in her hand and proclaimed in a clear voice: "Rise!"
The crowd rose to their feet in response, looking at Bibi Dong with respectful eyes.
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At dusk, twilight descended.
In the bedchamber at the back of the The Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong was still dressed in the Pope robe, having only taken off the crown and put down the scepter.
Standing alone by the window, she looked at the gradually darkening sky outside and let out a long breath, as if exhaling all the exhaustion of her entire day.
After the succession ceremony concluded, she immediately set to work handling ecclesiastical affairs without a moment's rest.
Qian Xunji had completely let go of power today; by her side, there was no longer her teacher's guidance, only herself.
Faced with those complicated matters, she had to make decisions entirely on her own.
Fortunately, everything went relatively smoothly.
Having witnessed her strength, the people of Spirit Hall had become exceptionally respectful, and their work efficiency was extremely high; no one dared to defy her decisions.
After all, in this World, strength was the Foundation of all authority and discourse.
At this moment, the door was gently pushed open, and three graceful figures walked in.
They were none other than Ah Yin, Bo Saixi, and Ye Qingshuang.
Ah Yin circled around Bibi Dong a full turn, sizing up her Pope attire from top to bottom, and clicked her tongue in amazement: "Big sister, after putting on the Pope robe, your Aura is completely different from before."
The Bibi Dong of the past looked like a naive and innocent girl, with clear eyes and an innocent smile.
But now, she carried the authoritative Aura of a Pope that commanded respect without getting angry.
"Really?" Bibi Dong said with a faint smile.
Ah Yin nodded repeatedly, grabbing Bibi Dong's hand: "If Su Mo saw you right now, his jaw would definitely drop in astonishment. You have no idea, when you stood on the high platform today, you already had the full demeanor of a Pope."
"Ah Yin is right, the current you is even more charming than before," Bo Saixi praised with a smile.
Ye Qingshuang pursed her lips and chuckled: "That's right, Elder Sister Dong'er, I believe that after Su Mo comes back, he will definitely be proud of you."
"Alright, stop talking about me," Bibi Dong chuckled, changing the subject, "Let's go eat."
"Great, I happen to be hungry," Ah Yin replied with a giggle.
Chatting and laughing, the few of them quickly arrived by the dining table.
The long table was already filled with a lavish dinner, every dish emitting wisps of heat and overflowing with a fragrant aroma that greatly whetted the appetite.
The women ate and chatted as they went, laughter occasionally rising from the dining table.
However, just at this moment, Ye Qingshuang had just taken a bite of food when she suddenly felt a strong wave of nausea.
Her brows knitted tightly together, and she quickly grabbed a napkin, turned her head, covered her mouth, and dry-heaved.
"Qingshuang, what's wrong with you?"
The smile on Bibi Dong's face instantly vanished, replaced by deep worry.
She put down her tableware and hurried to Ye Qingshuang's side.
Ah Yin and Bo Saixi also stood up at the same time, surrounding Ye Qingshuang in the center.
"I'm fine," Ye Qingshuang shook her head slightly, "Just now I felt a bit nauseous..."
Bo Saixi stood to the side with her brows slightly knitted, as if pondering something.
She suddenly spoke, a hint of surprise in her tone: "You... Could you be pregnant? I heard that pregnant women seem to experience this kind of nausea and dry-heaving."
As soon as these words were spoken, Ah Yin and Bibi Dong instantly parted their red lips slightly, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
The air seemed to freeze for a moment.
"Pre... Pregnant?" Ah Yin said in disbelief, "Qingshuang, you... You have a little baby?"
"I... I don't know."
Ye Qingshuang instinctively stroked her still flat lower abdomen, her heartbeat suddenly accelerating.
"Quickly summon a physician!" Bibi Dong hurriedly instructed toward outside the door.
Before long, an elderly female physician hurried over.
Her hair was gray, and her face was kindly; she was one of the most experienced physicians in Spirit Hall.
"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope." The physician first bowed to Bibi Dong.
"No need for formalities, quickly examine her." Bibi Dong hurriedly waved her hand, making space.
Under the nervous gazes of the four women, the physician sat down beside Ye Qingshuang and gently placed her fingers on her wrist.
A moment later, the physician withdrew her hand.
"How is it?" Bibi Dong asked.
The physician raised her head and smiled: "Reporting to Your Holiness the Pope, judging from the pulse, Young Miss Ye is pregnant."
"I understand, you may withdraw." Bibi Dong waved her hand.
"Understood." The physician sensibly backed out.
"I... I really have one." Ye Qingshuang found it somewhat hard to believe.
Although Su Mo had spent two days with her before leaving, they possessed the Gods Trials of Destruction and Life, and within their bodies, there would more or less be some Origin of Destruction and Life.
She originally thought it would be difficult to succeed in just two days, never expecting that she really conceived.
Suddenly, tears finally slipped uncontrollably; those were tears of joy, burning and fervent.
The corners of her lips could not stop curving upward, and at this moment, she felt she was the happiest person in the World.
"That's wonderful, Qingshuang!" Ah Yin said excitedly, "You have a little baby! You're going to be a mother! Goodness, if Su Mo finds out, there's no telling how overjoyed he'll be."
"Congratulations, little sister Qingshuang, this child will definitely be exceptional in the future." A trace of envy flashed through Bo Saixi's heart, but more than that, she felt genuinely happy for Ye Qingshuang.
A trace of envy similarly welled up in Bibi Dong's heart, and she smiled as she said:
"During the time Su Mo is away, you can rest assured and nurture the baby here in Spirit Hall, without needing to worry about anything else. Moreover, you don't need to worry about your Gods Trial either; with the power of Spirit Hall, you can complete it right at home."
She paused: "It's also fortunate that the content of your Gods Trial is simple; otherwise, given your current condition, I really wouldn't dare let you run around everywhere."
"Thank you..." Ye Qingshuang nodded, the smile on her face brighter than ever before.
"We are a family to begin with, why bother with thanks." Bibi Dong smiled gently.
Hearing this, all the women burst into laughter.
In the time that followed, they gathered around Ye Qingshuang and kept discussing topics related to the child.
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