Douluo: Make a gun first

Chapter 145 Bibi Dong arrives

A day later, at the door of the meeting hall of Soul Hunting City, Zhao Wuji, who was at the Soul Saint level, condescended to guard the door himself. Shen Feng and the other little guys didn't even have the qualifications to guard the door.

The atmosphere in the conference room was extremely depressing. Waves of terrifying auras kept coming from inside, as if the entire room would explode at any moment.

There were only six people in the hall, but they formed a three-way situation with two of them facing each other.

Dugu Bo and Shen Rui represent the Soul Hunting Guild, Jian Douluo and Ning Fengzhi represent the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, and Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei represent the Spirit Hall.

The reason why they were so angry was because of the six ten thousand year soul bones lined up on the conference table in the middle of the hall.

These six soul bones are exactly the same as the ones that Tang Hao has.

They are a 30,000-year-old right leg soul bone, a 30,000-year-old left arm soul bone, a 40,000-year-old head soul bone, a 50,000-year-old torso soul bone, an 80,000-year-old right arm soul bone, and a 90,000-year-old left leg soul bone.

With the soul bone in front of them, everyone at the scene had a fiery look in their eyes. Even Jian Douluo and Ning Fengzhi could not keep calm at this moment.

Especially the two soul bones that are more than 80,000 years old, which are absolutely peerless treasures that can protect the sect.

Even the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, which is said to be rich enough to rival a country, cannot produce even one such treasure.

It’s not because of anything else, but because they simply can’t buy soul bones of this level.

"Everyone, since we are going to distribute it, let's start quickly." Ju Douluo, who couldn't wait any longer, spoke first in his sissy voice.

"We in the Spirit Hall don't want too many. The 80,000-year-old right arm bone and the 90,000-year-old left leg bone belong to us, and you can take whatever you want with the rest."

As soon as Ju Douluo said this, the scene fell silent.

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but grin, and shook his head with a wry smile, saying, "Your Majesty Yueguan, we resisted the beast tide together, we obtained the soul bones together, and the Soul Hunter Guild also paid so many lives for it."

"It would be inappropriate if we don't consider the feelings of the Soul Hunters Guild."

"Think about it again, think about it again, it will be better if you think about it before speaking."

Ju Douluo snorted coldly and glanced at Dugu Bo and Shen Rui with disdain.

"The Soul Hunter Guild has sacrificed so many lives, do you really think those people are them?"

"Cough cough." Ghost Douluo coughed, interrupting Ju Douluo's speech in time, and a hoarse voice followed.

"Since Sect Master Ning has spoken, then we two brothers are naturally willing to take a step back."

"How about this? The 90,000-year-old left leg soul bone belongs to us, plus the 50,000-year-old torso bone."

"After all, we two brothers are sitting here, and we are also representing the Spirit Hall. I don't think you will refuse to give us this little bit of face."

"Cough." Sword Douluo coughed lightly, and the sharp sword intent burst out directly from his body, and the cold breath went straight to Ghost Douluo.

"Don't pretend I don't exist. Feng Zhi has already told you to think before you speak."

Ghost Douluo swallowed hard and didn't dare to say another word for a moment.

Jian Douluo played the good cop, and Ning Fengzhi immediately seized the opportunity to play the bad cop, laughing and saying, "Uncle Jian, there's no need to do this, there's no need to do this."

"Well, I have a good distribution plan, please listen to it for now."

"During this soul beast tide, Uncle Jian and I from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect participated in the battle. We first saved the Soul Hunting City, then repelled the Titan Giant Ape, and finally in the encirclement and suppression, we forced the Titan Giant Ape and the Blue Sky Bull to abandon Tang Hao. That's how we were able to obtain so many soul bones at once."

"So, the 90,000-year-old left leg bone and the 30,000-year-old right leg bone belong to us."

"Bang~" Ju Douluo slammed the table and said sternly: "No, the 90,000-year-old left leg bone must belong to my Spirit Hall."

"Ahem." Jian Douluo narrowed his eyes, glanced at Ju Douluo with sharp eyes, and whispered softly: "Be quiet and listen to Feng Zhi finish what he has to say, okay?" Ju Douluo shrank his neck, and like Ghost Douluo, he instantly became a lot more obedient.

Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly, as if he hadn't seen such a scene, and continued: "Of course, His Majesty Yueguan and His Majesty Guimei also played a significant role in this beast tide."

"So we can't let you suffer any loss. The 80,000-year-old right arm bone and the 40,000-year-old head soul bone belong to you, and the remaining 50,000-year-old torso bone and 30,000-year-old left arm bone belong to the Soul Hunter Guild."

"This distribution not only takes into account everyone's contribution to the current beast tide, but also guarantees the interests of the three parties, and basically ensures fairness and justice."

"Do you think this allocation is okay?"

After saying this, Ning Fengzhi turned his gaze to Dugu Bo and Shen Rui.

The weak have no say. Although they were the first to discover Tang Hao this time and they tried their best to keep him, when distributing combat items, Jue Gui and Ning Fengzhi did not ask for the opinions of Shen Rui and Dugu Bo.

It is obvious that the two forces have basically the same idea, that is, what we have left over is given to you, you just need to keep it and don't be picky.

It’s just that Ning Fengzhi still needs to consider the alliance, so his eating manners are a little more polite, but not as blatant as Jue Wu Douluo.

Dugu Bo, who saw the situation clearly, remained silent, because he knew that even if he spoke, no one would listen to the opinions of the weak.

Besides, he is a Titled Douluo after all, and he still has to maintain a minimum level of status. If he were to make suggestions without knowing his own limitations like Jue and Gui, and then be collectively refuted, would he still have any face left?

Since they are all big shots, Shen Rui, as the president, naturally has to put on a smile despite being frustrated in this situation.

"Haha, our Soul Hunter Guild has no objection. We will just follow Sect Master Ning's arrangements."

Hearing Shen Rui's words, Ning Fengzhi laughed and said, "Okay, since President Shen has agreed, then Your Majesty Yueguan and Your Majesty Guimei, what about you?"

At the same time, Jian Douluo once again released his sword intent, exerting tremendous psychological pressure on Jue and Gui.

Under Jian Douluo's sharp sword intent, Jue and Gui were sweating profusely. Ju Douluo wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied with difficulty: "I, I..."

"I disagree!"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud bang, and Zhao Wuji, who was guarding the door, broke through the door and flew in from outside, only stopping after he hit the conference table heavily.

Something unexpected happened and everyone turned to look at the door.

Outside the broken door, a woman slowly walked into the meeting room.

The woman was not tall. She was dressed in an elegant black robe with gold patterns, a nine-curved purple gold crown on her head, and held a two-meter-long scepter inlaid with countless gems in her hand.

Her fair skin and almost perfect face make her look so unique.

Especially the invisible noble aura that emanates from him, which makes people want to worship him.

Seeing the person coming, Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo's pupils suddenly contracted, and they had already recognized who the person was.

It is this existence that is above billions of people, an existence that even the emperors of the two empires have to show respect to, the continent's largest soul master force, the current Pope of the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong!

Seeing Bibi Dong coming, Jue and Gui hurriedly knelt on one knee and saluted respectfully.

"Your Holiness, Your Holiness, Your Majesty, Your subordinate Yueguan (Ghost) greets Your Holiness."

Bibi Dong waved her hand, signaling Jue and Gui to stand up. She slammed the scepter in her hand heavily on the ground and looked at Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo with a stern look.

"I don't agree with Sect Master Ning's distribution plan."

(End of this chapter)