Mother and Daughter Meet

After Bibi Dong moved into Heaven Dou City, Pang Qinglong and Xue Qinghe immediately returned to the palace to report back.

Pang Qinglong did not hide anything and told everything that had happened outside the city gate.

On the dragon throne, Xue Ye's temples were already streaked with white, and his hair was no longer as black as it had been in his prime, but it was combed with utmost solemnity and neatness.

His face was square and dignified. Time had etched deep lines on his forehead and around his eyes, but this had not diminished his bearing; instead, it had given him a sense of weight and authority that came from long-standing positions of power.

He was robust and showed no signs of aging, as if he could support the empire's stability for decades to come.

This is a man who perfectly embodies the image of a monarch in people's minds: he is dignified, reserved, and never shows his emotions.

Even when Pang Qinglong spoke of Bibi Dong's words, which often showed contempt for the emperor's authority, he remained unfazed. Only when he heard that Xue Qinghe had publicly "rammed" the Pope carriage did his expression change slightly.

Qinghe.

"Your subject is here." Xue Qinghe stepped forward respectfully.

As Xue Ye's gaze swept over, though not sharp, it possessed the aura of an emperor and the might of Soul Douluo. Xue Qinghe seemed to feel substantial pressure, and his upright posture slightly bent, yet he still stubbornly refused to bend completely.

"Sigh..." Xue Ye sighed softly, "With such a fiery temperament, what if you offend the Pope?"

Pang Qinglong immediately lowered his head, not daring to utter a sound.

This statement is ominous!

"Your subject is foolish and dull," Xue Qinghe began, giving himself a definitive answer. "Your subject is not yet twenty years old, and speaks without thinking. I believe that a dignified Pope would not stoop to the level of a mere child."

"You're quite the slippery one," Xue Ye chuckled. "Taking advantage of your youth, you've acted with impunity. You'll regret this in the future."

"Your Majesty, I simply cannot stand that woman's attitude of regarding all living beings as mere ants." Xue Qinghe said this with a rather heavy tone, completely genuine.

"This is, after all, Heaven Dou City." He paused, then emphasized, "Our Heaven Dou City!"

This statement resonated with everyone in the court.

Yes, this is Heaven Dou City after all. Bibi Dong, a foreign guest from afar, is showing off her power on our home turf. If we don't show some attitude, outsiders will think that the Heaven Dou royal family is weak and easy to bully.

But who can blame them when the opposing side is stronger and the Heaven Dou are weaker?

Although Xue Qinghe's approach was immature, it did help them save some face.

His identity could represent the Heaven Dou royal family in expressing their dissatisfaction with the Spirit Hall's domineering ways, but his age could also be interpreted as youthful impetuosity and lack of foresight, preventing the Spirit Hall from taking advantage of the situation to launch an attack.

Since we can't give the Spirit Hall a direct warning, it's good to annoy them a little.

Therefore, Xue Ye did not really blame him, but she did not express her approval either. Instead, she publicly appointed him as the reception ambassador, in charge of all matters related to entertaining the guests from the Spirit Hall, while Pang Qinglong was demoted to his deputy to assist Xue Qinghe in his work.

Jane is in the Emperor's heart!

Pang Qinglong was a seasoned official with an incredibly keen sense of smell. Although Xue Ye had not made a direct statement, Xue Qinghe's "impulse" had at least pleased the monarch.

Considering Xue Qinghe's status as the eldest prince, the future position of crown prince may already be becoming clear.

Old Pang's mind immediately became active.

That night, at the place where the Spirit Hall delegation was staying, a mysterious person dressed in black robes secretly infiltrated the Pope's residence.

It had barely climbed over the courtyard wall when it landed, immediately attracting the attention of the guards.

"Who goes there!" the armored knight shouted immediately.

The mysterious creature seemed somewhat surprised, but it remained silent and launched the first attack.

"How dare you!" The knight was furious. He immediately Martial Soul Possession, his height suddenly increased, and thick mane grew on his face, giving him an imposing aura!

--[Beast Martial Soul: Golden Lion Possession]

With four Soul Rings— two yellow and two purple—surrounding him, this knight was clearly a Soul Ancestor!

He swung his large hand forward, his sharp five claws tearing through the air as if leaving five claw marks in mid-air, heading straight for the mysterious man.

The uninvited guest in black robes leaned back to avoid the golden lion knight's claws, then turned sideways, bracing himself with one hand on the ground, shifting his center of gravity, and suddenly raised his leg, kicking the knight in the groin with his toe.

The knight's eye twitched, and he hurriedly raised his other hand to block, but he didn't expect that this kick was just a feint; the mysterious man's real target was his knee.

The knight immediately felt a piercing pain in his left knee, and immediately knelt down on one knee, instantly becoming shorter.

The mysterious man then spun around his supporting hand, his thighs taut, and using the momentum from the circular motion, slammed his hind ankle hard into the knight's temple.

This is one of the most vital parts of the human body. Even the Beast Martial Soul Battle Soul Ancestor, known for its physique, would inevitably experience a blackout if struck by this attack.

But with his strong physique, the knight mustered his willpower, and his fourth Soul Ring suddenly lit up. He held his breath in his chest and was about to unleash his Soul Skill.

However, at that moment, the surrounding space suddenly changed. The wind suddenly stopped, the heartbeat slowed down, the mind was stretched out, and the knight's Soul Power suddenly stagnated and became sluggish.

He didn't understand what kind of trick this was, but he couldn't exhale the breath he was holding.

Suddenly, the mysterious man rushed over and covered his mouth tightly with a small hand.

'It's over!' The Golden Lion Knight only had time to think this before his breath dissipated without warning.

The residual power of the fourth Soul Skill [Golden Lion's Roar] was released, and the knight, whose mouth was gagged, took most of the attack himself. His eyes rolled back and he was knocked unconscious on the spot by his own Soul Skill.

Immediately afterward, the heavy object fell to the ground, and the golden lion landed on its back, fast asleep.

The mysterious figure's palm was dripping blood. It simply tore off a piece of cloth to bandage it, and then silently continued on its way.

"To deal with a Soul Ancestor, you actually need to use the Angel Domain?"

The mysterious figure stopped in its tracks, looked up, and saw a graceful figure appear on the steps ahead.

Bibi Dong had already removed her magnificent Pope attire and was now simply wearing a pure white dress that covered her entire body, revealing not a trace of skin, yet perfectly showcasing her stunning curves.

Bathed in Yue Guang, she resembled a goddess descended from heaven, but her icy expression somewhat marred this beauty, giving her an aura of unapproachable majesty, like a deity to be admired from afar and not to be profaned.

"Bibi Dong..."

"You should address me as His Holiness the Pope. Don't you even know such basic etiquette? Is this how Qian Daoliu taught you?"

The mysterious man's chest heaved, seemingly filled with resentment, before he calmed down after a while.

She pulled back her hood, revealing a face that was equally lustrous and elegant, with long golden hair cascading down like molten gold, and a clear and dignified gaze.

Her nose was delicate, her lips were light-colored, and her face had soft lines yet sharp angles. She was beautiful but not vulgar, possessing an indescribable, sacred beauty.

Upon closer inspection, one can find that her appearance bears some resemblance to Bibi Dong, only with an added touch of youthful naiveté. Undoubtedly, she is also a rare beauty.

Just Bibi Dong, the girl's expression was also as cold as ice, like another goddess statue.

At this moment, she and Bibi Dong stared at each other, and the scene was like two statues facing each other, neither willing to give way, as if they would stay like this until the end of time.

Who would have thought that they were mother and daughter?