No, Not the NTR!

Outside the Pope's bedchamber.

Qian Renxue stood a short distance away, while Bibi Dong and Qian Guxin stood at the door.

A strange, delicate atmosphere settled over them.

Having come to terms with things, Bibi Dong had complicated feelings toward Qian Renxue. She could no longer be said to hate her much, but Qian Renxue was still proof of the humiliation she had once suffered. More than anything, she had hoped never to see her again in this lifetime.

Qian Guxin, meanwhile, felt inexplicably guilty, as though he had been caught red-handed.

Just a few days ago, he had held Qian Renxue's hand and said they would be family from then on.

And then he had turned around and conquered Qian Renxue's spawn point.

Was becoming her father what he had meant by family?

That was some real demon-father stuff.

Both were his top female supporters, so Qian Guxin absolutely could not let things get awkward.

Wait.

Qian Renxue doesn't know that I know Bibi Dong is her mother.

At the same time, from Qian Renxue's perspective, I don't know Qian Renxue's identity either.

So what the hell am I feeling guilty for? Ignorance is innocence.

Having figured that out, Qian Guxin trotted up to Qian Renxue, broke into a smile, and called out sweetly:

"What a coincidence, Sister Xue'er! I didn't expect to see you here."

White Moonlight's Smile and his sky-high 120 charm took effect at the same time, instantly locking down Qian Renxue, who was bursting with grievances.

She had heard from her grandfather, Qian Daoliu, just yesterday that Bibi Dong had taken Qian Guxin as her disciple.

Qian Renxue had, unusually, lost her temper with Qian Daoliu over it.

As she saw it, whether for public or private reasons, they could not let a genius like Qian Guxin go.

But Qian Daoliu had his own difficulties.

Qian Daoliu had lost his son, and his only hope for the rest of his life was for his granddaughter to become a god without a hitch. For that, he could endure anything.

Today, Qian Renxue had come prepared to negotiate, to see whether she could get Qian Guxing back. But to her surprise, Qian Guxing had walked out of Bibi Dong's bedchamber early in the morning.

Even though she knew perfectly well nothing could have happened at his age.

For some reason, Qian Renxue was still filled with fury.

But the instant she saw Qian Guxing's smile, all that fury vanished like smoke into thin air.

My Xiao Xing is still so cute, so healing...

Hehehe, I want to stay with Little Brother Xiao Xing for the rest of my life...

For some reason, Qian Guxing suddenly felt an extremely powerful gravitational field. Hey, wait, I haven't turned Qian Renxue into a heavy girl, have I?

"Qian Guxing!" A voice, commanding and tinged with coldness, rang out behind him. Frost gleamed in Bibi Dong's eyes. "Come back."

In an instant, Qian Guxing was caught in the middle, with Qian Renxue's eyes reddening on one side and Bibi Dong on the verge of erupting on the other.

Both were his top female supporters. It was hard to choose, all right?

At that moment, the system suddenly triggered a choice.

[Despite being his father, Bibi Dong loathes her own son, Qian Renxue. He considers her a product of a mistake, but as her father, she cannot completely sever those feelings.

Now, as the main heroine, you are caught between the two. What choice will you make?

Option one: Go to Qian Renxue. Reward: Charm +60.

Option two: Go to Bibi Dong. Reward: A Zanpakutō from the world of Bleach (Shikai version)]

System, why are you making trouble now of all times?

Qian Guxing glanced at the rewards, and the young man snapped to attention on the spot. That reward was just too tempting.

Zanpakutō were weapons from the anime Bleach, unlocking different forms depending on each person's talent and inner self.

Some were ridiculously weak, but others were outrageously powerful.

For example, Kyōka Suigetsu, the strongest illusion-type Zanpakutō, and Ryūjin Jakka, which rivaled the blazing sun!

And most importantly, they were cool!

How many chuunibyou teens who had watched Bleach had never shouted "Bankai!" in a fit of chuunibyou?

After seeing the two choices, Qian Guxing had no hesitation left in his heart.

I'm sorry, Sister Xue'er. You're no longer my top female supporter.

Number two has to make way for number one!

"Sister Xue'er..." Qian Guxing expertly put his max-level tea art to use, showing a touch of aggrieved reluctance. "My teacher's calling me. I'll be going now."

With that, Qian Guxing turned and went to Bibi Dong's side.

Qian Renxue's heart felt as if it were being twisted by a knife. Her eyes reddened as she glared fiercely at Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong refused to back down in the slightest. Her gaze was calm as it met Qian Renxue's in a cold clash.

Qian Guxing hid beside Bibi Dong, secretly eating melons and watching the show.

He had to admit it.

Good-looking people looked good even when they were angry.

Qian Renxue's wide-eyed glare made her look just like a wronged little princess, stirring pity and affection.

Bibi Dong, on the other hand, had her queenly presence on full display. The way she looked down on everything was simply irresistible.

"Name your terms." Qian Renxue stared hard at Bibi Dong. "Give Xiao Xing back to me!"

Bibi Dong chuckled and rubbed Qian Guxing's little head. "The Qian Family is as arrogant as ever."

"Xiao Xing is his own person, not an object for you to trade as you please."

Qian Renxue's face paled.

Bibi Dong had no intention of talking with Qian Renxue. She reached down, picked up Qian Guxing, and strode past her.

In Bibi Dong's arms, Qian Guxing looked at Qian Renxue with a gaze that was three parts reluctance, three parts sorrow, and three parts lingering attachment.

After all, she was his number-two supporter. He still needed to keep up their relationship, so he had to put on a proper show.

Sister Xue'er, the evil Bibi Dong forced me to do all of this. It wasn't what I wanted.

A man three parts drunk could act until you cried.

At that moment, Qian Renxue stared blankly in the direction Qian Guxing had gone, her fists clenched tight.

If Qian Renxue needed some BGM at this moment,

then the best fit would surely be "The cold wind howls... snowflakes drift..."

The Qian Renxue of this moment was as helpless as Yuan Hua.

She could only watch as the person she liked was taken away.

Most heartbreaking of all, the person who had stolen her beloved was her own mother.

That was a double critical hit.

Pufferfish and Snake Lance, the two Titled Douluo keeping watch in the shadows, did not dare show themselves.

One was the current Pope.

The other was Spirit Hall's crown prince.

Neither was someone the two of them, mere employees, could afford to offend.

Her eyes red, Qian Renxue silently swore in her heart:

Little Brother Xiao Xing, one day I will take you back with my own hands!

She had already begun planning to speed up the Nation-Stealing Plan as soon as she returned to the Heaven Dou Empire.

As long as she succeeded in stealing the nation, she could call on the Heaven Dou Empire's million-strong army and the aid of the many Super Douluo in the Worship Hall.

When that time came, she would be able to crush Bibi Dong in both influence and strength!

Qian Guxing had no idea that his tea-art performance had sped up Xue Ye's progress toward death.

It perfectly illustrated what it meant for a beauty to bring disaster.

At that moment, Qian Guxing was lying in Bibi Dong's arms, happily planning to claim his reward later.

It was a Zanpakutō!

It had been a dream of his for who knew how many years of his youth.

I wonder what my Shikai will be like?

Qian Guxing took a look at his own inner self and found it frighteningly filthy. He immediately began to panic a little.

What if my Shikai turns out to be something unsuitable for children?