A Heart-to-Heart Talk Between Mother and Daughter

Yue Guan and Gui Mei left the council hall. After they had gone some distance, Yue Guan could not help saying, "Old Ghost, Old Ghost, you were far too careless this time. If I hadn't seen the detailed intelligence on Blue Tyrant Academy and stopped this in time, His Holiness Huang Tian might very well have beaten us to death in his rage. I haven't enjoyed enough of this glory and wealth yet. To die such a tragic death would truly be life's greatest regret."

Gui Mei wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "After the Pontiff had people find us, the matter of searching for God's Remnant Thought was dropped. But I was worried that the Pontiff might be displeased, so I stepped up the investigation into the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. I simply had no time to read intelligence related to that matter. Fortunately, Little Guan Guan was there just now. Otherwise, I really would have caused a huge disaster."

Yue Guan shook his head. "Old Ghost, don't be so rash next time. The Pontiff is no longer the only one on the continent to become a god; there are several others. Among them, the one with the greatest strength, influence, and deepest connections is undoubtedly His Holiness Huang Tian. This powerful god was never famous on the continent in the past, yet he was exposed by the release of the Heavenly Dao Golden Ranking. Just think about how deeply his forces must be hidden."

"Then does that mean Spirit Hall's plan must be abandoned?" Gui Mei asked in shock. "The Pontiff has spent more than ten years planning to establish the Spirit Hall Empire. Even the Saintess was sent to the Heaven Dou Empire to assume a false identity and infiltrate it. Are all those years of painstaking effort simply going to be lost?"

"With the Pontiff preparing to undergo her tribulation, the plan can probably only be put on hold for now. After all, failure to pass the tribulation means death. No great figure who has reached level one hundred and become a god would take such a matter lightly." Yue Guan revealed what he knew.

"Alas, I was waiting for the Pontiff to found the nation so I could become a minister."

"Shh, Old Ghost. Do you have a death wish? Shut up."

Inside the council hall, Bibi Dong sensed something. Her eyes instantly turned red as she swept her gaze around the room and said, "Xue'er, since you are here, why hide yourself?"

A gust of wind swept past, and a woman who appeared to be in her early twenties emerged in the hall. Her skin was fair as snow, her nose high and straight, and her slightly narrow phoenix eyes accompanied an incomparably beautiful face that carried a faint air of authority. A tiny Six-Winged Angel mark lay between her brows. Her golden eyes were calm as water, and not the slightest energy fluctuation could be sensed from her body, making her seem like an ordinary person.

She wore a long golden court dress. The gown was a single piece, seemingly woven from golden silk, without excessive decorative patterns. Its style was ancient and elegant, while its golden high collar protected her snow-white, slender neck. Her long golden hair was casually draped behind her back, not carefully combed, forming a stark contrast with her neat court attire.

This was Qian Renxue. Having resumed her female identity for the first time, she appeared before Bibi Dong and bowed. "Greetings, Your Holiness the Pontiff."

Bibi Dong smiled beautifully. Seeing her daughter's appearance reminded her of when she herself had been just as young and beautiful, when every outstanding young man on the continent had been infatuated with her. She walked down, took Qian Renxue's hand, and said, "Xue'er, there is no need to be so reserved. There are only the two of us, mother and daughter, in this hall. We have not seen each other in so long. Let us talk."

A smile appeared on Qian Renxue's face as she softly said, "Mother, I heard that you had come here from Spirit City, so I wanted to see you. While outside, I overheard your conversation with Elder Chrysanthemum and Elder Ghost. Mother, Blue Tyrant Academy is not the only one connected to His Holiness Huang Tian. There is also Moonlight Pavilion."

Bibi Dong asked in confusion, "Moonlight Pavilion? What kind of force is that?"

Qian Renxue patiently explained, "Mother, Moonlight Pavilion is not a force. It is the Heaven Dou Royal Etiquette Academy, a place specializing in teaching etiquette and music to noble and Royal Family children. Moonlight Pavilion's master, Tang Yuehua, is the younger sister of Clear Sky Sect Master Tang Xiao. When she first appeared on the ranking, she was a level fifty-nine Soul King. But when I saw her again, she had already become a Title Douluo. Yesterday, when I went to Moonlight Pavilion, I discovered that her strength had already broken through to level ninety-nine."

Bibi Dong said in shock, "How is that possible? It has been less than two months. How could she have progressed so quickly? Even the Heavenly Dao reward from her first appearance on the ranking could not possibly have raised her strength that much!"

"Mother, the source of it all is likely related to His Holiness Huang Tian. According to the information I gathered, Tang Yuehua was unable to cultivate several years ago due to a martial soul mutation. Who could have imagined that after marrying His Holiness Huang Tian three years ago, her strength would rise to such heights? As for Blue Tyrant Academy's headmaster, Liu Erlong, the information I gathered says that four years ago, she was only a level eighty Soul Douluo. After marrying His Holiness Huang Tian, she was already level ninety-six when she first appeared on the ranking. The Heavenly Dao reward should have raised her by another one or two levels. Over these past two months, I heard that she has mostly been in seclusion, so she has likely reached level ninety-nine as well."

"Someone who could not cultivate three years ago has now reached level ninety-nine. That is the truly terrifying part. His Holiness Huang Tian's methods are simply inconceivable. It seems that coming to the Heaven Dou Empire this time was the right decision!"

Bibi Dong was extremely excited upon hearing this. The ability to raise someone who had been unable to cultivate to level ninety-nine in only three years was a method she had never even heard of before. Perhaps she could ask him to help her through her tribulation. She simply did not know what price she would have to pay to make His Holiness Huang Tian act.

Qian Renxue asked doubtfully, "Mother, what did you come to see His Holiness Huang Tian for this time?"

Bibi Dong pondered for a moment before saying, "I intend to ask His Holiness Huang Tian to assist me when I undergo my tribulation. There has never been a precedent in the history of Douluo Continent for becoming a god to require a tribulation. But ever since the Heavenly Dao Golden Ranking descended, all the rules have changed. I fear that I may fail the tribulation, so I want to find someone to assist me. After considering it carefully, I believe His Holiness Huang Tian became a god even earlier than we did, so he must have experience with tribulations."

"Mother, you were thinking the same thing? I was also planning to ask His Holiness Huang Tian for help. But Mother, I still have Xue Qinghe's identity, so it probably would not be appropriate. Do you think I should fake my death, withdraw from this identity, and resume my identity as your daughter?" Qian Renxue looked at Bibi Dong with pleading eyes, hoping she would agree to her request.

Bibi Dong said nothing. Countless thoughts flashed through her mind. Over more than ten years, the effort, manpower, and resources she had poured into this plan far exceeded what ordinary people could imagine. She had originally been unable to accept simply letting it go, but the life-or-death pressure of the impending tribulation forced her to admit that if she failed it, then this plan would vanish like a reflection in a mirror. The next Pontiff would not carry out the previous Pontiff's plan, even if she were the previous Pontiff's disciple.

"Mother, Mother." Seeing Bibi Dong fall silent, Qian Renxue anxiously shook her arm and called out.

Bibi Dong came back to her senses. Affectionately reaching out to stroke the back of Qian Renxue's head, she smiled and said, "I have decided to abandon that nation-founding plan. Xue'er, you may fake your death and free yourself from that identity as well. You are a god now, and even more so the Saintess of Spirit Hall. Naturally, you cannot remain in the Heaven Dou Empire forever."

"Thank you, Mother. I will make the arrangements immediately and fake my death as soon as possible." Qian Renxue jumped up happily.

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