The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's Mysterious Gift

The long-buried events sent both their thoughts drifting afar.

Yet surfing brought joy across countless mountains.

At the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, Yu Xiaogang clutched his swollen cheek after being slapped. Blood slowly dripped from the corner of his mouth, and the intense pain instantly sobered him.

"You people!"

Facing the Great Elder's disdainful gaze and the contemptuous looks of the surrounding clansmen, Yu Xiaogang stood in the courtyard, feeling humiliation unlike anything he had ever known.

He could only glare stiffly with his dead-fish eyes at the Great Elder who had just slapped him.

"What, want another slap?"

At the Great Elder's words, Yu Xiaogang immediately cowered. Under everyone's pointing fingers and whispers, he fled in panic.

"Hmph, that trash should have gotten lost long ago."

The Great Elder snorted coldly. Then, led by those impotent young men, he arrived at the basement and frowned upon seeing Bibi Dong tightly bound.

Bibi Dong's emaciated body was covered in wounds. One of her legs was broken, her hair hung in disarray, and her eyes were lifeless. She looked like a madwoman.

How could she still resemble the bright and cheerful girl in the prime of youth who had first arrived?

"Find a Healing Spirit Saint to treat her. How can we send her out looking like this?"

Even dogs would disdain Bibi Dong in her current state, but they could not send her over like this. Qian Xunfeng might think they had sent him a beggar.

"Yes."

After receiving treatment within the sect and changing into cleaner clothes, Bibi Dong finally looked somewhat human again.

Though she was no longer as radiant and beautiful as before, she was at least presentable. Her leg still limped slightly, but it was not a major issue.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, Qian Xunfeng's wedding was approaching.

The Pope taking a wife was no small matter. As soon as the news spread, undercurrents stirred among every faction. They all secretly investigated whom Qian Xunfeng was marrying.

They wondered whether he was forming an alliance with some faction. Yet after investigating, they discovered she was merely a woman with exceptional talent, and her martial soul was even the useless Blue Silver Grass.

The sky had barely begun to lighten when the streets of Spirit City were already hung with red lanterns. Crowds flowed through the streets, creating a lively scene.

The Spirit Hall Guard Corps continuously patrolled the area, maintaining Order throughout Spirit City. On such an important day, they would never allow anyone to cause trouble.

At Spirit Hall, several Spirit Douluos stood at the entrance, receiving guests who had arrived early.

Nearly every prominent faction on the continent had received Qian Xunfeng's invitation.

After all, it was the Pope's wedding. Even the Upper Three Sects showed him due respect.

However, given Qian Xunfeng's temperament, regardless of a faction's size, as long as they came, he would be pleased no matter what gifts they brought or how valuable those gifts were.

But if your name did not appear on the guest list, Qian Xunfeng would be very displeased, because he would take it as contempt for him, the Pope.

The magnificent Pope's Palace was festooned with decorations, and a red carpet stretched from the ground all the way to Spirit Hall's entrance.

Red silk covered every piece of furniture in the Pope's Palace.

Tall and beautiful maids in embroidered gowns moved constantly through the crowd with smiles on their faces, serving fruits and snacks.

"Welcome, everyone, to my son Xunfeng's wedding. I thank you all."

As a ninety-ninth-rank Peerless Douluo, who among those present did not know Qian Daoliu's illustrious name?

"Greetings, His Holiness the Angel."

"Mm. Guests are guests. Make yourselves at home."

After speaking, Qian Daoliu strode forward and took his seat of honor in Spirit Hall. Golden Crocodile, Lion, and Ju Gui then slowly took their seats as well.

"Please welcome Your Excellency the Pope and the Pope's wife."

As the music began, Qian Xunfeng slowly emerged, with Ah Yin at his side, one hand looped around his arm.

They looked like an immortal couple, drawing the envy of everyone present.

Only after the wedding's protagonists took their seats did the ceremony officially begin.

Music mingled with the flattering words of various families.

To these people, this wedding was not merely an occasion to congratulate the Pope on his marriage. It was also an opportunity to forge connections for their families' future development.

It continued until evening.

The Pope's Palace was still bustling with people.

Qian Xunfeng had grown tired of hearing all the flattery, so he brought Ah Yin to a quiet room.

"After today, we'll officially be husband and wife, Yin'er."

"Xunfeng."

Just as the two were quietly savoring the moment, an ill-timed knock sounded at the door. A Cardinal cautiously said, "Your Excellency the Pope, the Great Elder of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect requests an audience. He says he has brought a mysterious grand gift."

"Oh? What grand gift?"

Qian Xunfeng was somewhat puzzled. He had already bled the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect dry, and they had only just paid off their debts ahead of schedule this year.

"Let him in."

Before long, the somewhat restrained Great Elder appeared before Qian Xunfeng.

"Greetings, Your Excellency the Pope."

"There's no need for so much flattery. What grand gift has the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect brought that requires me to come see it personally?"

A little flattery was enough. After listening to it all day, his ears had practically grown calluses.

"Please take a look, Your Excellency the Pope."

The Great Elder had someone carry over a box and place it before Qian Xunfeng.

"I ask that Your Excellency the Pope dismiss some irrelevant people first."

After all, it was a disgraceful matter, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect did not want word of it to spread.

"You may all leave first."

The surrounding Cardinals departed. Qian Xunfeng held Ah Yin in his arms and said curiously, "Open it."

As the box opened, Qian Xunfeng froze.

Holy shit, isn't this Bibi Dong? Why did they send her to me already? Could they not endure it so soon?

Seeing the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect Great Elder's ugly expression, Qian Xunfeng knew that the sect had suffered another loss because of Bibi Dong.

"What does this mean, Great Elder? Have you come deliberately to disgust me?"

Suppressing the urge to laugh, Qian Xunfeng put on a stern face and questioned him with feigned disgust.

"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare."

Seeing Qian Xunfeng's martial soul, the Great Elder trembled in fright and hurriedly explained,

"Bibi Dong was, after all, the Saintess of Spirit Hall. She only came here after being deceived by a useless member of our sect. Now that the former Saintess has come to her senses, although she is no longer a member of Spirit Hall, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect respects Spirit Hall's majesty and has therefore returned Bibi Dong."

"Oh? What do you mean by that? Is Spirit Hall the sort of place that would take back an ungrateful wretch?"

Inside the box, Bibi Dong's limbs were bound. Upon hearing Qian Xunfeng's words, she did not refute them in her heart. Her teacher was right—she truly was an ungrateful wretch who had betrayed her teacher's good intentions.

But she still hoped her teacher would give her a chance. Even if she could only be a lowliest maid, she would be willing.

As she thought of this, two streams of tears flowed from Bibi Dong's eyes. The bitterness deep in her heart could no longer be suppressed after seeing Qian Xunfeng, and she burst into tears.

"Great Elder, you may leave."

Qian Xunfeng waved his hand, signaling that the Great Elder could depart.

As the Great Elder quickly left this troublesome place, Qian Xunfeng looked at Bibi Dong in the box, her mouth gagged as she continuously made muffled whimpering sounds. A cold smile curled at his lips.

Now was not the time to let Bibi Dong put aside her hatred.

His original plan had been to use Yu Xiaogang's hand to continuously stir up the malice in Bibi Dong's heart and kindle her hatred for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

That would allow her to obtain the Rakshasa God Trial, while he continuously planted suggestions within Bibi Dong's mind.

Once she became a god, she would obey Qian Xunfeng. At that time, Spirit Hall would have three gods in one faction.

But now that he had also obtained a Divine Examination, he could consider trying to influence the Rakshasa God Trial once it descended.

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