Yu Erlong looked at Bibi Dong.
Although she didn't like Bibi Dong, her love rival, it was clear even to her that the reason Bibi Dong and Xiaogang separated had a lot to do with that scoundrel, Qian Xunji.
She sensed Bibi Dong's towering hatred for Qian Xunji.
And coincidentally, Yu Erlong's hatred for Qian Xunji had also reached a new height, making their cooperation a perfect match.
In the God Realm, the Rakshasa God, ostracized for offending the Asura God, was huddled in a small, dark corner, plotting an escape, when his gaze once again turned to the Douluo Continent.
Because he sensed an excellent Rakshasa God seedling appearing beside his successor.
The Rakshasa God looked through his divine eye, and exclaimed, "Oh my, what a splendid Rakshasa God seedling!"
Bibi Dong's body exuded a dense darkness and malevolence, and beside her, the malevolence emanating from the other woman's body was less compared to Bibi Dong's, but it was also flourishing, and one day it would reach Bibi Dong's level.
The Rakshasa God was greatly surprised by this, so he did some calculations with his fingers, and he was stunned.
This woman's experience was almost identical to his successor's: she also fell in love with the same person, Xiaogang, and then Qian Xunji forcibly broke them apart and took her for himself.
The Rakshasa God laughed. "Two people suitable to inherit my God Position."
"Qian Xunji, Qian Xunji, you truly are a great benefactor to me, the Rakshasa God."
The Rakshasa God looked at Bibi Dong and Yu Erlong. In terms of talent, Bibi Dong was stronger and could elevate the Rakshasa God Position to a new height, but Bibi Dong also had a problem.
That was, no matter how the Rakshasa God tempted her, she was unwilling to harm her own daughter. If he relied on Bibi Dong to kill Qian Xunji or Qian Daoliu and devour their souls, the Rakshasa God felt he would be waiting until the flowers withered.
Currently, the Asura God's pressure on him was growing tighter, and the Rakshasa God had no time to consider cultivating a suitable successor.
Just pick one, throw out the God Position, and then run away.
With this thought, the Rakshasa God had a plan: first, nurture Yu Erlong's resentment, focusing primarily on cultivating Bibi Dong, but if that didn't work, there was always Yu Erlong as a backup.
"Hehehe," the Rakshasa God's chilling laughter echoed from the Rakshasa God Palace.
"Hmph." Qian Xunji naturally anticipated Bibi Dong and Yu Erlong's secret plotting, but he didn't intervene. Qian Xunji was even afraid that these two wouldn't hate him.
He went straight to the Angel Hall.
Meanwhile,
At this time, after several days of consolidation, Qian Renxue's realm had stabilized. At the same time, Qian Renxue used her own methods to gather some intelligence from Snake Lance Douluo, Porcupine Douluo, and other Elders from back then.
This intelligence confirmed some of her conjectures from her dreams.
About ten years ago, a young master from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan came to the Spirit Hall for advanced studies and to learn. This person was named Yu Xiaogang. Later, Yu Xiaogang gained the favor of the Holy Maiden Bibi Dong. Bibi Dong used her authority to bring Yu Xiaogang into many restricted archives of the Spirit Hall that outsiders were forbidden to enter.
Eight years ago, Yu Xiaogang left the Spirit Hall, and a little over a year later, Bibi Dong gave birth to Qian Renxue.
"Was this dream real?" Qian Renxue said in a daze.
"Xue'er, do you miss your father?" Qian Xunji's voice drifted into Qian Renxue's ears from outside the door.
Qian Renxue looked up, towards the door, and seeing her father's tall figure, she said, "Father, you're here."
Qian Xunji saw Qian Renxue looking preoccupied and asked, "What are you thinking about, Xue'er?"
Qian Renxue said, "No, nothing."
Qian Xunji looked at Qian Renxue suspiciously, then took out a spirit bead and said, "Your spirit power is now consolidated. Try to absorb this spirit ring. Hold on, it can condense the spirit ring most suitable for you, and also your limit."
"Okay, Dad." Qian Renxue took the spirit bead, sat cross-legged as Qian Xunji had taught her, and began to absorb it.
The spirit bead formed a milky white spirit ring that hovered above Qian Renxue's head.
"Xue'er can obtain her third spirit ring?" Beside Qian Xunji, a stream of light flashed, and Qian Daoliu appeared. He was attracted by the aura of Qian Renxue absorbing the spirit ring and breaking through.
He looked at the milky white spirit ring above Qian Renxue's head in shock, almost exploding with anger.
"Wretched son, you actually let her absorb a ten-year spirit ring! Are you trying to kill me with anger?"
"Don't rush, don't rush, just watch, old man." Qian Xunji quickly said when he saw Qian Daoliu about to erupt.
Qian Daoliu took a deep breath and carefully watched the milky white spirit ring, which actually began to change before his eyes.
It changed from white to yellow, light yellow, gradually developing towards a deep yellow.
"This... this is a god-bestowed spirit ring." Qian Daoliu murmured, "Has the angel god bestowed a favor?"
"Old man, this spirit ring was given by me." Qian Xunji rolled his eyes at Qian Daoliu and said.
Qian Daoliu didn't speak, his eyes fixed on the spirit ring above Qian Renxue's head.
Slowly, it became a thousand-year spirit ring. As the purple spirit ring appeared, Qian Xunji nodded with satisfaction and said, "My Qian family's granddaughter will absorb this spirit ring, at least around three thousand years."
Around three thousand years? Qian Xunji's head was full of black lines, thinking: "Old man, you're probably going to be scared later."
The color of the spirit ring, as Qian Daoliu had expected, moved towards purple, and its age gradually approached three thousand years, then, with undiminished momentum, it broke through three thousand years.
Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Renxue, who was sitting cross-legged, and she showed no sign of reaching her limit.
"It seems I underestimated our Xue'er." Qian Daoliu stroked his beard and said, "If our Xue'er can get a five-thousand-year spirit ring for her third ring, then considering a ten-thousand-year spirit ring for her fourth ring won't be a problem."
"A ten-thousand-year fourth ring." Qian Daoliu's eyes were somewhat fervent.
"Hehe." Qian Xunji chuckled twice and said nothing more.
The age of the spirit ring above Qian Renxue's head, in their eyes, surpassed Qian Daoliu's expectation: five thousand years.
Qian Daoliu's peripheral vision glanced at Qian Renxue below the spirit ring, who still showed no signs of reaching her limit.
Qian Daoliu was instantly so shocked he couldn't breathe.
"Could it be that Xue'er's limit for her third spirit ring is eight thousand years?"
Perfect, perfect. If the third spirit ring was five thousand years, Qian Daoliu couldn't guarantee Xue'er could get a ten-thousand-year fourth ring, but if the third spirit ring reached eight thousand years, then the fourth spirit ring could definitely be a ten-thousand-year spirit ring.
"Hehe." Qian Xunji's response to Qian Daoliu was still a cold chuckle.