Chapter 88: Angry Bibi Dong, Dominant Qian Renxue

Chapter 91 Angry Bibi Dong, Dominant Qian Renxue

Su Cheng ignored Ning Rongrong, who was blushing and speechless, and just told her to catch her breath. Then he turned to look at Dugu Bo.

"Senior, do you believe it now?"

Dugu Bo nodded solemnly.

He had lived in the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eyes for many years, relying on the ice and fire energy to suppress the potent toxins in his body and alleviate the pain of the disease.

Before, in search of the method to cure poison, he had gathered a lot of information, although limited in accumulation, his experience was rich.

He had long seen that many treasures in the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eyes were extraordinary.

But the fact that this thing could make Martial Souls evolve, and evolve into top-notch Martial Souls like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, was truly astonishing.

However, while Dugu Bo was excited in his heart, he became more cautious.

Familiar with pharmacology, he understood very well that the more miraculous the treasure that could change destiny, the more careful it needed to be used.

The method, purpose, and other aspects were extremely particular, and if there was any mistake, the harm to the human body would far exceed that of ordinary spirit medicines.

"After some time, I will treat you again. I'll go back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect with Rongrong first. We won't be returning to the academy tonight. You go and inform Prince Xue and the others. I estimate that the news of Xue Qinghe leaving Tian Dou City has already been known to some people."

Glancing at Ning Rongrong, who was still immersed in joy, he whispered, "Don't mention anything about their identities. Let them know that I followed the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to experience the Sunset Forest and was unexpectedly attacked."

Just as Su Cheng and the others were acting separately.

In the Martial Soul City, in the hall of the Pope's Palace.

At this moment, there were only three people in the entire spacious conference hall, but the atmosphere was as cold as frost, and the air seemed to be frozen.

Sitting at the main seat, Pope Bibi Dong held the scepter in her hand, her face as calm as water, and the imposing aura of the peak powerhouse pervaded the hall.

Her eyes, as if meticulously carved by the heavens, revealed astonishing ferocity.

At first glance, one could only feel fear, without sensing any beauty in them.

Standing behind Bibi Dong was her personal disciple, the current Holy Maiden of the Martial Soul Palace, Hu Liena.

However, at this moment, Hu Liena was as silent as a cicada in winter, not daring to even breathe, like a frightened little fox, devoid of her usual charm.

In the center of the hall, there was another woman standing in front of the two.

She was dressed in a black ceremonial robe, with an extraordinary posture, but her demeanor was somewhat cold, with a disdainful expression on her face.

It was Qian Renxue, who had just returned to the Martial Soul City after the mission failure.

The dead silence in the conference hall had lasted for a long time. During this period, Bibi Dong's sharp gaze had been focused on her face.

However, she stood there as if nothing had happened, casually observing the surroundings, completely ignoring the looming outbreak from Bibi Dong.

Finally, it was Qian Renxue who spoke first.

"What do you want to say? Hurry up, don't waste my time."

She looked impatiently at Bibi Dong, her eyes hinting at a surge of black mist.

Seeing this, Bibi Dong widened her eyes slightly, her expression changing rapidly.

Then she waved her hand and said lightly, "Nana, you go out first."

Hu Liena immediately breathed a sigh of relief, respectfully replied, and quickly left the conference hall.

It wasn't until she walked out of the hall that she realized her underwear was soaked with sweat.

She had been raised and taught by Bibi Dong like a daughter since she was a child, and the two had been together for a long time.

But in these years, she had never seen anyone dare to speak to Bibi Dong with such an attitude and tone.

This was not just a lack of respect; it was even beyond disrespect.

That indifferent look made it seem like Bibi Dong was insignificant.

Who was this woman? She didn't seem much older than herself, at most in her early twenties, but why did she exude such a powerful aura?

It wasn't just the aura from her Martial Soul and strength, but also a dominance and disregard for others emanating from within.

After Hu Liena left, there were only Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue left in the conference hall. Bibi Dong stood up slowly, her figure similar to Qian Renxue's, and walked towards her step by step.

Qian Renxue didn't flinch or show fear because of the other's aura, still facing her calmly.

A complex light flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes, and her imposing aura gradually subsided.

"Why did you choose to leave Tian Dou City on your own?! You've already built a good situation in the Tian Dou Empire. Although you were countered by other noble forces in the past few months, you haven't shown any weaknesses. According to the reports from the Martial Soul Palace, you only exposed yourself to track down the successor of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

Her voice became increasingly severe, "Why are you so reckless?! A mere Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is insignificant in the grand scheme of things, let alone a little girl in her teens!"

"There's no reason. I just don't like her," Qian Renxue said indifferently.

Bibi Dong's eyebrows furrowed slightly at her words, suppressing her anger, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, we can start over. We still have absolute superiority in the overall situation, we just need to spend a little more time."

"Hehe..." Hearing this, Qian Renxue couldn't help but laugh lightly, "Starting over? Your foolish plans mean nothing to me. Unfortunately, it ruined my big plan."

Bibi Dong looked at her in astonishment, unable to believe that these words came from her mouth.

"How dare you?!"

Her gaze instantly became sharp, and a powerful aura condensed into a pressure like substance, rushing towards Qian Renxue.

Under the oppression of this powerful aura, even with Qian Renxue's current mental toughness, she couldn't resist it and took several steps back in succession, a trace of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth.

Seeing the blood at the corner of her mouth, Bibi Dong was momentarily stunned, her imposing aura paused for a moment, and then gradually converged, but her expression did not soften in the slightest.

It was not just anger, but also mixed with a trace of astonishment and confusion.

Although the relationship between her and this daughter had always been unfriendly, and they rarely communicated.

Bibi Dong could still feel that there was some awe for her in her heart, even though it was never shown on the surface.

But at this moment, she could clearly feel that Qian Renxue really didn't care about her thoughts.

"Pope Bibi Dong, do you think I need to obey your orders?" Qian Renxue's tone was disdainful, "Now I don't want to do it, it's that simple. Your ridiculous plans mean nothing to me."

As she spoke, she gestured lightly towards the direction of the temple, "I have someone above me."

Bibi Dong's delicate corners of her eyes twitched slightly, but in the end, she didn't say anything more.

Qian Renxue also restrained her demeanor and turned to walk towards the door.

As she approached the door, she seemed to suddenly remember something, stopped in her tracks, and turned around, saying, "By the way, in three years, I will lead the Martial Soul Hall's team to participate in the Soul Master Grand Competition."

Seeing Bibi Dong about to speak, she added, "You can't stop me. To be honest, the so-called Golden Generation you've nurtured isn't that great. Just that little girl—"

Qian Renxue chuckled, "I can handle her with just my two hands."

After saying this, she walked out without looking back.

Bibi Dong stared at the open door of the council chamber in astonishment.

At this moment, her anger had dissipated to some extent, and instead, a strange feeling surged in her heart.

She suddenly recalled the dream she had had several years ago...

After leaving the Hall of the Pope, Qian Renxue headed towards the Elder Hall, murmuring to herself, "Qian Daoliu, you deal with it yourself. This disgusting place makes me sick."

As she spoke, the black mist in her eyes receded...

The Elder Hall was the largest building in the Martial Soul City and represented the greatest power of the entire Martial Soul Hall.

Only the most special circumstances would allow entry, and only Title Douluo were allowed to enter.

This was where the true highest power of the Martial Soul Hall resided, even the Pope had to be constrained by it.

At this moment, the Elder Hall was quiet, without even a servant in sight.

When Qian Renxue walked into the vast hall, the hairs on her body suddenly shrank.

In the innermost part of this hall, a man stood quietly in front of a huge six-winged angel sculpture, facing away from the direction of the door, looking up at the golden statue.

The man was dressed in a plain gray robe, with black hair hanging loose behind his head, neatly combed. Just standing there gave people a strange feeling, as if he were the six-winged angel statue himself, with no distinction between the two.

The sunlight shining through the huge windows seemed to converge on him alone. Although his attire was very plain, he seemed to be the core of the entire world, giving people an impulse to worship.

"Grandfather."

Looking at the figure, Qian Renxue's eyes showed a complex emotion.

The man slowly turned around, and the special aura he had just emitted disappeared in an instant, without any soul power fluctuations. His handsome face, like a middle-aged man, wore a faint smile, making people feel very comfortable.

He took a step forward, and in the next moment, he was already in front of Qian Renxue.

He was Qian Renxue's grandfather, Qian Daoliu, the ninety-nine level limit Title Douluo, one of the strongest people in the world.

"You've seen her?" Qian Dalu reached out to touch his granddaughter's golden hair.

Qian Renxue silently took a step back, whispering, "Grandfather, I've grown up."

Qian Dalu first looked surprised, then shook his head and smiled, "Yes, you've grown up, and you have your own thoughts. What did your mother say just now?"

Qian Renxue remained silent, her eyes silently staring at Qian Dalu.

"..."

Seeing Qian Renxue's silence, he suddenly understood.

He shook his head and comforted softly: "Your mother also has her difficulties, and she is also very pained in her heart. Her true feelings for you are not as you perceive."

Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue's emotions shifted again. She regained her composure, her expression returning to calmness.

"Indeed, perhaps."

Qian Daoliu sighed, "Although Bibi Dong may sometimes act rashly, she hasn't done anything wrong. She is the Pope of the Spirit Hall, exceptionally talented and powerful. She has numerous responsibilities to fulfill. Your role is to assist her, not oppose her. Regardless, she is your mother."

"That makes sense."

Qian Renxue neither rebutted nor felt unjust when she heard this. She simply nodded calmly, her thoughts veiled.

This reaction surpassed Qian Daoliu's expectations.

After all, Qian Renxue had spent over a decade undercover in the Tiandou Empire, enduring immense pressure, exerting tremendous effort, and sacrificing her youth countless times.

Now, having returned to Spirit Hall in defeat, the contrast was enough to break a weaker spirit.

While frustration, anger, or even resignation would have been understandable, such calmness was unexpected.

Qian Daoliu found himself unable to fully comprehend his granddaughter anymore.

At that moment, Qian Renxue suddenly raised her head, "Grandfather, I have one last question."

"Go ahead."

"How did my father die back then?"

Qian Daoliu was taken aback, surprised at the sudden inquiry into this matter.

She should already know the details of what transpired.

"Back then, he sustained severe injuries from Tang Hao of the Haotian Sect in the Star Dou Forest. Upon returning to Spirit Hall, his injuries proved fatal."

Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue stared silently at Qian Daoliu.

After a prolonged silence, she nodded.

"Very well, within fifteen years, I will personally breach the gates of the Haotian Sect."