Chapter 214: The Qian Family's Legacy — The Way of the Chamber!
Meanwhile, in Spirit City, within the Hall of Worship.
The moment Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, stepped into this sacred hall, she completely shed her disguise. Her stunningly beautiful face, bearing a slight resemblance to Bibi Dong's, was now covered with an uncontrollable frost.
She immediately fired off a rapid volley of questions at the High Priest Qian Daoliu, who sat elevated in the foremost seat.
"Grandfather! What on earth is going on with that madwoman Bibi Dong?!"
"Does she not know that the Tang Sect is a force I have my eye on and am actively trying to win over? Why did she obstinately send Yue Guan and Gui Mei to ambush the Tang Sect's convoy in the canyon?!"
"And another thing, why is that Tang Hao mingling with people from the The Pope's Palace? He even publicly claimed to be a " Subordinate " of the Spirit Hall to cover the retreat! Father Qian Xunji died indirectly at Tang Hao's hands back then. How can she, as the Pope, secretly collude with this damned enemy now?!"
"Sigh... Xiao Xue, the waters here run too deep. This matter is far more complicated than you think."
Looking at his furious Granddaughter, Qian Daoliu let out a long, helpless sigh.
Did he, Qian Daoliu, not know that Bibi Dong had openly and brazenly received that good-for-nothing Yu Xiaogang in the The Pope's Palace?
As a 99th rank Peerless Douluo who could wield a portion of the Angel God's divine force, if Qian Daoliu so wished, not a single stir in this entire Spirit City could escape his notice.
But Bibi Dong was now the inheritor of the Rakshasa God's Legacy, while he, Qian Daoliu, was ultimately just the High Priest of the Angel God. To put it bluntly, he was merely a servant of a deity in the mortal world.
He held an instinctive wariness and reverence for the true power of a Divinity.
As for the matter concerning Tang Hao, it was even more difficult to speak of.
Setting aside the agreement he and Tang Chen made back on Sea God Island, just the true cause of Qian Xunji's death back then... in truth, Tang Hao had shouldered an enormous, undeserved blame.
Out of the knightly Martial Soul he had upheld his entire life, as long as Tang Hao didn't go too far, Qian Daoliu usually chose to turn a blind eye and let him off.
Qian Daoliu shook his head and continued earnestly, "Xiao Xue, Bibi Dong's current strength and methods have far surpassed Grandfather's control. If the Spirit Hall is to set things right in the future, I'm afraid only when you successfully inherit the God Position of our Divine Ancestor and become the true Angel God will you have absolute authority."
Seeing Qian Daoliu's appeasing, helpless demeanor, Qian Renxue looked deeply at her grandfather, a flicker of unconcealable disappointment flashing in the depths of her eyes.
In her heart, a strong sense of disparity slowly rose: compared to that overbearing, sharp, and fiercely protective Silver Emperor Douluo Jiang Li, her own grandfather, hailed by the outside world as invincible in the skies... seemed overly weak and pedantic.
"Sigh, Grandfather, I understand." Qian Renxue took a deep breath, suppressing the irritation in her heart. "But regarding the The Pope's Palace, you still need to step forward and warn her. She must absolutely not interfere or meddle in the Tang Sect's affairs again!"
Qian Renxue keenly sensed that the current Spirit Hall, from top to bottom, was permeated with an extremely morbid and bizarre atmosphere.
If no change was made, this ten-thousand-year foundation would sooner or later be destroyed by that madwoman's hands!
'After this Soul Master Tournament concludes, I should find a suitable opportunity to formally reveal my identity to Mr. Jiang Li and lay all my cards on the table."
Thinking this, Qian Renxue's gaze inadvertently drifted towards a barely perceptible doorway deep within the Hall of Worship.
Inside it was a chamber that had been sealed for a long time.
In that instant, a flash of what could be called earth-shattering wisdom exploded like lightning in Qian Renxue's mind!
'That's right... If Mr. Jiang Li doesn't accept my identity when I reveal it, perhaps, I..."
The corner of Qian Renxue's mouth slowly curved into an extremely dangerous yet captivating, yandere-like arc.
...
In stark contrast to the oppressive atmosphere of the Hall of Worship, the scene inside the The Pope's Palace at that moment was bizarre and ludicrous.
Having entered the The Pope's Palace, Grandmaster Yu now truly seemed to have returned to his own backyard.
He swaggered over and plopped down onto the dignified high-backed chair, usually reserved only for Spirit Hall Elders, crossed his legs, stuck his nose in the air, and leisurely sipped exquisite, top-grade tea.
Meanwhile, in the center of the grand hall, the disheveled Yue Guan and Gui Mei knelt on one knee, reporting the outcome of the canyon ambush with visible anxiety to Bibi Dong upon the high platform.
After all, to put it bluntly, this matter was utterly humiliating.
The Spirit Hall had dispatched two 95th rank Super Douluos, one Soul Douluo, and over a thousand elites. Yet, in the end, they were ground into the dust by the Tang Sect, forced to flee in panic without inflicting any effective damage!
"Enough, rise, both of you. Yue Guan, Gui Mei, this matter cannot be blamed entirely on you."
Upon the throne, Bibi Dong held her scepter. Her peerlessly beautiful face showed none of the expected thunderous rage. "Regarding the Tang Sect, and that Jiang Li, all of us have severely underestimated them."
As soon as Bibi Dong said this, the anxious Yue Guan and Gui Mei below were instantly stunned, looking up at the iron-fisted female Pope with extreme surprise.
If, on any ordinary day, the two of them had botched such an important assassination mission, what awaited them would inevitably be Bibi Dong's terrifying Death Spider Emperor pressure and extremely severe punishment!
But today, Her Holiness the Pope was handling it with such uncharacteristic leniency?
The two men secretly exchanged a glance. The corners of their eyes simultaneously flicked towards Yu Xiaogang, who was putting on airs drinking tea nearby. A chilling thought arose in both their minds simultaneously:
'Could it be... Her Holiness suddenly being so agreeable is because this damned buzz cut is present, and she wants to maintain some gentle image in front of her old flame?"
As firsthand witnesses to that incident back in the day, the two felt they were truly in a position to comment.
Just as the two were still mentally cursing up a storm, Bibi Dong leaned forward slightly. A sharp light flashed in her beautiful eyes as she finally asked the core question that concerned her most:
"Yue Guan, Gui Mei. Although this engagement ended in failure, did you two manage to uncover any useful intelligence?"
"For example... why is every single disciple in that Tang Sect's team a top-tier Prodigy? What is their reliance?"
"Also, that little girl in the team whose Martial Soul is a Soft Bones Rabbit... during the battle, did she exhibit any unusual aura distinctly different from the others?"
As soon as Bibi Dong asked this, Grandmaster Yu on the side also pricked up his ears to listen.
If he could grasp such a secret method, he could achieve a true rebirth, becoming that lofty Dragon God Douluo.
Not only that, his world-startling Martial Soul's Ten Core Competencies could become eleven, or even twelve core competencies of martial souls!"
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