Wait for her

Afterward, Spirit Hall held an exceptionally grand funeral for Qian Xun Ji.

The funeral lasted for a week, during which families of all sizes arrived in Spirit City to pay their respects to the former pope.

Even personnel from the previous three major sects attended, though their motives were far from pure.

Their insiders in Spirit City had already reported the changes that happened in Spirit City back to their respective sects.

They too wanted to know what happened to Spirit City and whether the great priest sitting in Spirit Palace had fallen.

To the surprise of the family members, the Guardian God of Spirit City, who was defeated by a mysterious strong man in full view some time ago at Qian Xun Ji's funeral, appeared unscathed, as if nothing had happened, just to oversee the funeral of his deceased son.

Spirit Hall remained the same, and the high-level people showed no change in their demeanor.

This left the family members wondering if the news from the insiders was incorrect.

If Spirit City had indeed been weakened, all the major families would have laid siege to it together and seized the resources of the entire continent.

But now, Spirit Hall still appeared to be flourishing under the governance of the female pope, and there was no sign of decline.

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On the final day of Qian Xun Ji's funeral, he was buried on the northern mountain of Spirit City, in full view of all attendees.

This symbolic act signified that even after death, Qian Xun Ji could still watch over and protect Spirit City and its people.

However, that very night, Wang Jingyu silently infiltrated Qian Xun Ji's tomb undetected and took his body away, leaving no trace of his actions.

Even if Qian Daoliu were to investigate, he would find nothing amiss.

In a secret room in the Pope's Palace, Qian Xun Ji regained consciousness, lying on the cold ground with his mouth gagged and his limbs bound.

Confused and disoriented, he couldn't understand how he was still alive after being struck down by a powerful assailant and left for dead.

Slowly, he began to recognize his surroundings.

This was the very same room where he had once imprisoned Bibi Dong.

Suddenly feeling a strong sense of crisis, he desperately wanted to struggle and kept yelling.

"Woooooo...".

But a piece of cloth was blocked in his mouth, so his voice could not be heard even ten meters away.

At this moment,

"Da da da..."

The sound of high heels stepping on the floor reached his ears.

Then a melodious voice like an oriole came.

"Hehe, dear teacher, "Are you finally awake?"

But such a melodious voice turned into Qian Xun Ji's ears as if the God of Death was asking for his life.

His eyes widened in an instant, revealing infinite fear.

and saw Bibi Dong walking in front of him gracefully, looking down at him with a playful smile on her lips.

"Teacher, why are you looking at me as if you saw a ghost?"

How can you do this? This will hurt the disciple's heart."

"Woo woo woo..."

Qian Xunji Ji wanted to beg Bibi Dong to let him go, but the cloth covering his mouth still prevented him from uttering a word.

"Teacher, don't be nervous; what are you afraid of? This disciple is not some fierce monster who would eat you; besides, you are just a waste with no Spirit power now.

This empress is not interested in devouring you, so don't worry; I won't kill you for the time being. I am waiting for someone.

I have sent someone to inform her; she will come to kill you soon."

Wait for someone? Who?

Qian Xunji's head was full of question marks, and his eyes were full of horror but also a little bit of doubt.

Wang Jingyu, who was at the side watching this scene, stepped forward, took Bibi Dong into his arms, lowered his head, and kissed her tenderly on her red lips.

"Dong'er, if you really called her here, wouldn't it be too cruel? Anyway, she is also the daughter of the former Pope.

For the sake of keeping her identity secret, Qian Daoliu didn't even let her come back to attend her father's funeral, but you are going to invite her to come all the way back to kill her father; it seems unkind."

Bibi Dong covered her small mouth and smiled lightly, her eyes full of mockery.

"It's none of my business. She begged me to do this, and I'm just trying to satisfy that child's request."

"You are really bad enough, but the worse you are, the more I like you."

Wang Jingyu pushed back her temple hair and kissed her jade-white forehead, which made Bibi Dong laugh endlessly.

Listening to their conversation, Qian Xunji felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

He already understood who Bibi Dong wanted to wait for.

That person was none other than his only blood left in the world, the daughter for whom he has never fulfilled his responsibility as a father for even a day since she came into the world.

He even disliked the low status of this daughter's mother, who was not worthy of him at all, so he personally killed her mother.

Since this child was born, she has not had the care of her father or mother.

If her only grandpa hadn't cared for her so much, she would have starved to death already.

Now that this daughter has to come all the way back to seek her revenge, Qian Xunji feels that his heart has been chilled for a while.

Bibi Dong looked into Qian Xun Ji's shocked eyes, and her eyes were full of jokes.

"Teacher, don't be afraid; at least you can live for a few more days, and don't expect anyone to rescue you now.

Now the entire Spirit Hall has fallen into our hands, and even your father has surrendered to us.

What's more, you have already died in the eyes of outsiders, and you should be satisfied with the funeral."

After Bibi Dong finished speaking, she helped Qian Xunji cover his eyes with a piece of black cloth.

Then he directly led Wang Jingyu out of the secret room and closed the door, leaving Qian Xunji alone and trembling in fear.

Seeing Bibi Dong's eager expression, Wang Jingyu couldn't complain and asked her tentatively.

"Dong'er, how much do you trust Qian Renxue?"

Are you not afraid that she will eventually worry about the relationship between father and daughter and report this to her grandfather?

"Then even if he submits to us, I'm afraid he will have a grudge."

Unexpectedly, Bibi Dong shook her head and replied in a firm tone.

"Jingyu, you don't know this, do you?" A woman can even deny her relatives when she is unfeeling.

After Qian Xun Ji killed that child's mother, he didn't show any affection to her at all, nor did he fulfill his father's responsibility to her for even a day."

Bibi Dong sneered ferociously.

"That child's hatred for Qian Xun Ji is no less than mine; even worse, after all, I had felt the teacher's love for me for many years anyway.

But that child has never enjoyed a father's love for a single minute, and the degree of distortion in her heart is unimaginable.

Bibi Dong's expression suddenly became serious.

"Do you know the inheritance of the Rakshasa God in me?

That god once told me personally that if it weren't for that child's Seraph martial spirit, which clashes with the god Rakshasa, the god Rakshasa's best choice would be that child instead of me!

Because there is only hatred in her heart, no love!"