Even Angels Can Be Ugly
"sigh, you can't tell this was Spirit City at all..."
Looking at the bustling streets and crowds before her, Qian Renxue sounded a little disappointed.
She had thought she might see some ruins of Spirit Hall.
"The location's right, but it has been twenty thousand years. It's normal that nothing survived.
"Look, isn't that a Spirit Hall memorial hall over there?"
Su Tianxuan glanced around and pointed to an inconspicuous corner.
These people in Shrek had some business sense. Back then, when archaeological findings suggested that Spirit City might have stood here, someone had built a memorial hall.
As it turned out, they had clearly overestimated how well known Spirit Hall was on the Douluo Continent. Hardly anyone came.
Yun Ming followed behind them, his expression a little strange as he transmitted his voice to ask:
"Are those two women from Spirit Hall twenty thousand years ago!?"
He found it hard to believe, but after witnessing what had just happened and reading Shrek's investigation reports on the two women, Yun Ming had no choice but to believe it.
"It was just an attempt."
Su Tianxuan didn't conceal something that had already been guessed.
Besides, what if some people from Shrek came along later and wanted to visit Shrek?
If he didn't let their leader in on a few things, was he supposed to fight his way in with them when the time came?
Yun Ming couldn't help swallowing. He didn't even doubt him, merely asking in disbelief:
"Have you really not become a god yet?"
Bringing people from twenty thousand years ago back to life—surely only a god could do that? What on earth had that monster Su Tianxuan done?
Su Tianxuan shrugged.
"If I'd become a god, what would I still be doing here?"
Yun Ming gave him a suspicious look, but didn't dwell on it. He asked:
"Then what are you planning to do? Is there anything you need us to do?"
"Keep your Shrek people in line and stop them from bothering me. We can talk about the rest later."
Su Tianxuan waved a hand, cut off their communication, and led the two Angels toward the Memorial Hall.
"Tickets are a hundred per person."
So said the old man guarding the entrance.
What a rip-off. No wonder nobody came...
Su Tianxuan silently paid for three people.
Yun Ming thought it over outside for a moment. Rather than follow them in, he decided to find out who owned the place.
He was going to transfer some money!
There wasn't a single staff member inside the Memorial Hall. Clearly, it was entirely self-service.
A few portraits hung here and there on the walls, with a few lines briefly describing each person's life beneath them.
The first was the Last Pope, Bibi Dong.
There were only a few simple lines written beneath it.
"Last Pope. She murdered her teacher, killed indiscriminately, defied all that was right, and strayed from the righteous path. She was the chief culprit behind the great turmoil in the Soul Master World twenty thousand years ago.
"Yet it all began with love. She desperately sought Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang's love but could not have it. She, too, was a pitiful soul."
Who wrote this?
The corner of Su Tianxuan's mouth twitched, but he let it go when he remembered this was the Douluo Continent.
Love-brained people were quickest to sympathize with other love-brained people. Nothing wrong with that.
Qian Renxue stared at Bibi Dong's portrait in silence for a long time before slowly letting out a breath.
"It doesn't look like her at all."
Ye Guyi wasn't very interested. She took only a brief look before moving on, but when she saw Qian Xunji's description, she couldn't help crying out in surprise:
"Huh?"
Beneath Qian Xunji's portrait were the words: "Bibi Dong's teacher and husband, and Qian Renxue's father."
She hadn't looked into Qian Renxue's family much and didn't know about their tangled relationships.
If Qian Xunji was the one Bibi Dong had killed, didn't that mean she was the murderer of Qian Renxue's father, but also her mother?
Ye Guyi couldn't help looking at Qian Renxue and asking:
"Is this true?"
Qian Renxue nodded calmly. She had known for some time.
She had found out that very night she crossed over, which was why she hadn't been able to sleep.
She desperately wanted to convince herself that everything online about Spirit Hall was slander from later generations.
But she knew nothing about this matter, and it explained many things about her childhood that she had never understood. She couldn't even refute it.
"He raped her, and she gave birth to me. That's why she hated him, and hated me too.
"That's what it says online. I'll ask Grandpa when I get back."
Her words were light, as though the matter had nothing to do with her.
Ye Guyi opened her mouth, wanting to offer some words of comfort, but for a moment she couldn't say anything.
She couldn't help looking at Su Tianxuan. She knew Qian Renxue could have asked him directly to confirm it, but she clearly didn't want to and didn't dare.
Su Tianxuan's thoughts had wandered far away, back to that night.
Qian Renxue might look calm now, but that night she had cried and made a scene.
As for how he knew, he had obviously peeked.
That explosive piece of gossip instantly set the atmosphere Beyond the Sky Screen alight.
People in the Douluo II era took it fairly well. Certain ancient factions already knew about it, and since it had happened ten thousand years ago, they treated it as nothing more than juicy gossip.
But the Douluo I era exploded.
Everyone in Spirit Hall stared at the Sky Screen in bewilderment.
What have we been pledging our loyalty to?
Raping his disciple? Defying all that's right?
We've been working ourselves to death doing proper work, and what have you two been doing? Are you even fit to be Popes?
We're protesting!
Shrek Academy.
Gu Rong kept his eyes squeezed shut, cold sweat pouring down his face. He didn't dare move a muscle for fear of angering the silent Qian Daoliu beside him.
As for why he was still with Qian Daoliu?
Naturally, Qian Daoliu had figured that the people from Shrek couldn't have gone far, so he had commandeered him, a Titled Douluo with spatial abilities, to search the surrounding area for Tang San and the others.
Gu Rong, of course, had been in no position to refuse and could only obediently serve as the Bone Dragon.
Who could have imagined that before the day was even over, the Sky Screen would drop an earth-shattering scandal on them?
And the people at the center of it were Qian Daoliu's son and daughter-in-law.
Gu Rong was now terrified that Qian Daoliu would casually slaughter him to vent his anger.
Qian Daoliu suddenly let out a long sigh, as though he had aged decades in an instant.
He didn't care that his family's scandal had been exposed by the Sky Screen. These were their family's sins, and they deserved to be mocked by the world.
What pained him was that Qian Renxue had learned the truth.
The truth they had hidden for so long had finally come to light.
"We have truly... failed our ancestors."
Qian Daoliu slowly descended to the ground, having lost the motivation to look for Tang San for the moment.
Gu Rong didn't know whether he was allowed to leave, so he could only stand awkwardly beside Qian Daoliu like a servant.
Spirit Hall.
Bibi Dong clenched both fists, her nails digging deep into her flesh until dark red blood covered her hands.
This was the most painful moment of her life. That day, she had lost her purity, and she had also lost Yu Xiaogang.
All that remained was a Rakshasa who wanted revenge on the Qian Family.
Now the whole world knew. Yu Xiaogang knew.
Her eyes gradually grew bloodshot, and her Sea of Consciousness turned blood-red. Clearly, the Sky Screen had provoked her to the brink of Qi deviation.
Just then, the Rakshasa Demon Scythe suddenly appeared and rested against the top of her head. A cool sensation flowed into her, forcibly halting her descent into madness.
The Divine Realm.
The Rakshasa God let out a long breath.
That was close.
She had only this one tool on the Douluo Continent. At any other time, losing her would have been no great matter, but if she lost her now, who would help her find amusement in the future?