The Rakshasa God's Seduction

Rakshasa's voice was full of temptation, stirring the desires buried deep within Bibi Dong's heart.

After what her teacher had done to her in the secret chamber, she had lived in darkness every moment. Xiaogang was the only light in her heart. How desperately she wanted to return to the past with him.

But Bibi Dong also knew that her body was no longer pure. Having given birth to Xue'er, she was destined to be unable to escape Spirit Hall or sever the Angel Clan's entanglement. She was no longer worthy of Xiaogang.

Yet now, the Rakshasa God was telling Bibi Dong that she and Xiaogang could return to the past. At that moment, Bibi Dong lost herself.

Seven-year-old Qian Renxue sat blankly on the steps of the Worship Hall, staring listlessly down at the Papal Hall below, her eyes full of confusion.

The young Qian Renxue did not understand why her mother hated her so much.

From the moment she could remember, Bibi Dong's gaze toward her had been filled with disgust and loathing. She did not understand what had happened and thought that she simply was not good enough.

When she awakened her Martial Soul last year, she had awakened the Angel Martial Soul and possessed innate twentieth-rank Soul Power. While everyone in the Worship Hall—her father and her grandpa included—was congratulating her, she had gone to find her mother and told her about awakening her Martial Soul. Yet what greeted her was a slap.

Qian Renxue had once believed that mothers throughout the world did not love their daughters. But when Second Worship's granddaughter was born this year, she saw how the girl's mother treated her, a complete opposite of how Bibi Dong treated her. It made Qian Renxue's heart ache.

"Young Master, Her Highness, the Saintess has asked to see you," the maid responsible for attending to Bibi Dong said as she came before Qian Renxue.

"She wants to see me?" Qian Renxue raised her head. At those words, her azure eyes were filled with both anticipation and fear.

"Yes."

The maid led Qian Renxue down the long staircase toward the Papal Hall. Naturally, this scene could not escape the notice of Old Man Qian Daoliu.

After Qian Renxue left, a streak of light flashed past, and Qian Daoliu's figure appeared outside the Worship Hall. He stroked his white beard.

"How strange. Ever since Bibi Dong gave birth to Xue'er, she has practically ignored her. This is the first time she has taken the initiative to summon Xue'er."

Qian Daoliu firmly believed that even a tiger would not devour its cub, but when he thought of what his own son had done to Bibi Dong, he still worried about Xue'er. Thus, he quietly followed after them.

Qian Renxue followed the maid to Bibi Dong's bedroom. After entering, she looked at Bibi Dong sitting on the bed with curiosity and fear. After a long while, she asked, "Mother, were you looking for me?"

Bibi Dong was silent for a long time before patting the space beside her on the bed. "Sit here."

Qian Renxue was ecstatic. In the past, whenever she called Bibi Dong "Mother," she would inevitably be met with a storm of furious scolding. But this time, Bibi Dong had not treated her that way.

Without any guard up, Qian Renxue sat beside Bibi Dong and looked at her with curious eyes.

Mother and daughter stared at each other. At that moment, Bibi Dong actually hesitated.

Before seeing Xue'er, Bibi Dong had been able to make up her mind to kill her. But when she thought of how Xue'er was the child she had carried for ten months and given birth to, a child who knew nothing at all, Bibi Dong could not bear to do it.

Few mothers could bring themselves to kill their own daughters.

"What are you waiting for, my inheritor? Now is the perfect chance to strike."

She... she is my daughter, Bibi Dong hesitated inwardly.

"But she is also Qian Xunji's bastard. Don't you want to be with Yu Xiaogang?" the Rakshasa God's wicked voice tempted Bibi Dong.

At the mention of Qian Xunji and Yu Xiaogang, Bibi Dong's expression shifted as swiftly as a Sichuan opera face change. First came disgust, as furious negative emotions surged forth. Then it became full of longing and reminiscence.

The next moment, Qian Renxue's young face changed in Bibi Dong's eyes, transforming into Qian Xunji's visage.

The instant she saw Qian Xunji's face again, Bibi Dong erupted—

Years of resentment exploded. She stretched out her hand and grabbed at Qian Renxue.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Qian Renxue looked at Bibi Dong, whose pupils had lost their light, in confusion. Suddenly, she felt afraid.

At that moment, a Heaven Measuring Sword shot through the air, cutting off Bibi Dong's reaching hand as its blade plunged deep into the bed.

"Bibi Dong, what are you doing? No matter what, she is your daughter!" Qian Daoliu said furiously.

Luckily, he had been cautious enough to follow them. Otherwise, Xue'er might have died at the hands of this cruel mother.

Bibi Dong also snapped awake. Remembering what had just happened, cold sweat rose unconsciously on her body. What had she just been doing?

She had nearly strangled Qian Renxue to death, mistaking her for Qian Xunji. Qian Daoliu walked over to Qian Renxue, lifting her up with one hand and retrieving the Heaven Measuring Sword with the other. He looked coldly at Bibi Dong and said, "Bibi Dong, I know you hate my son, but the grievances of the previous generation cannot be imposed upon the next."

"This time, you should be grateful that this old man reacted in time. If anything happens to Xue'er, Bibi Dong, listen carefully: I will make Yu Xiaogang and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan accompany her in death."

With that, Qian Daoliu carried the young Qian Renxue away.

"Hehehe, did you hear that? That shameless, hypocritical Angel Clan is using the life of the one you love to threaten you, my inheritor," the Rakshasa God's voice said.

Bibi Dong's eyes were filled with venom. Before Qian Daoliu said those words, she had hesitated over whether to act against Qian Renxue. Now, she truly did not dare to touch Qian Renxue.

Until she possessed the ability to resist Qian Daoliu and Qian Xunji, she could not make a move. Otherwise...

Xiaogang would be implicated by her.

After leaving Notting City, Qian Xunji headed to Heaven Dou City. Drawing upon the intelligence held by Heaven Dou City's bishop, Salas, he learned something.

At this time, Yu Xiaogang, Flender, and Liu Erlong were traveling across the continent together. When the three were together, they could form an exceptionally special Martial Soul Fusion Skill: the Golden Sacred Dragon. This was also how the Golden Iron Triangle had earned its name.

"So, Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong still haven't reached the point of getting married, only for Yu Luomian to break them apart."

A gentle smile spread across Qian Xunji's face. "Hehehe, I can happily get my hands on three Golden Chickens that lay eggs again."

"Brat, where the hell did you run off to? Get back here right now!" Qian Daoliu's furious voice came through Qian Xunji's Angel Token.

Qian Xunji picked up the Angel Token and asked, "Old Man, I'm out handling serious business."

"What serious business could be more important than your daughter? Your daughter was nearly killed by your disciple just now."

"What?"