As Bibi Dong watched Tang Hao flee in such a disheveled manner, her expression grew even darker.
She could already foresee the harsh criticism and scolding she would receive from the elders upon her return.
Not only had she brought a wolf into the house, harming Hu Liena and the others, but she had also let Tang Hao, the Spirit Hall's number one enemy, escape.
This series of foolish actions had undoubtedly dealt a severe blow to Bibi Dong's prestige as the Pope.
"Elder Brother, are we just going to let Tang Hao leave like this?"
Inside the Worship Hall, Golden Crocodile Douluo looked at Qian Daoliu with a puzzled expression.
If they, the elders of the Worship Hall, had intervened today, even if Tang Chen had come, Tang Hao would have been forced to stay.
To this, Qian Daoliu smiled faintly.
"It's fine. Tang Hao is just a small fry. If he runs, he runs. After today's commotion, Bibi Dong's reputation will take another hit. By then, the day when Xue'er ascends to power will be even closer!"
Qian Daoliu didn't care about Tang Hao. Killing him would be as easy as flipping a hand for a demigod like Qian Daoliu.
After all, not everyone in this world was a chosen one like Tang Chen.
Moreover, once Xue'er achieves the Seraphim Godhood, not even Tang Chen or Bo Saixi, who could single-handedly challenge both Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen at sea, would stand a chance against the absolute power of a god. Their only fate would be annihilation.
Since Qian Daoliu had made his decision, Golden Crocodile and the others had no choice but to comply. They could only sigh, lamenting Tang Hao's incredible luck. Despite repeatedly provoking the Spirit Hall, he always managed to escape unscathed.
As Tang Hao fled with Tang San after causing chaos at the finals, the tumultuous competition finally came to an end.
As the Pope, no matter how furious and unwilling Bibi Dong felt inside, she had no choice but to suppress her anger and complete the final proceedings of the competition.
"The Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament has officially concluded. Now, please welcome the champion team, Blue Tyrant Academy, to the stage to receive their awards! Her Holiness the Pope will present the prizes!"
As the host's voice rang out, Xiao Yu, representing the Blue Tyrant team, stepped onto the award platform.
As soon as he arrived, he saw Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo giving him warm smiles.
Xue Qinghe, standing beside Ning Fengzhi, looked at him with the pride of an older brother.
Dugu Bo, on the side, could barely contain his grin, almost announcing to the world that this was his grandson-in-law!
After a quick glance around, Xiao Yu turned his attention to the three spirit bones on the award platform.
Although they were of no use to him, it was better to take them than leave them.
As Xiao Yu took his place, Bibi Dong approached, holding her scepter.
Up close, Xiao Yu finally got a clear look at the most beautiful woman in the original novel—Bibi Dong.
She was indeed stunning, with a curvaceous figure, delicate features, snow-white skin, and striking purple hair and lips that stood out against her fair complexion.
And most importantly, she was a milf.
This was a major plus in the original story.
Moreover, she had a daughter whose beauty was no less than her own, which was another significant bonus point.
While Xiao Yu was sizing up Bibi Dong, she was also observing the man who had repeatedly forced her to break her own rules.
No, perhaps he should be called a boy.
Wait, no—a man. With so many girlfriends, he hardly seemed like a boy.