Bibi Dong

Brain storage locker; all interpretive rights belong to the author; doge face for self-preservation.

"Big Brother, I think we need to consolidate the information we've each heard from Miss's inner thoughts. It's very important to our Spirit Hall."

Qingluan Douluo's voice was low, carrying a trace of sorrow.

Qian Daoliu steadied himself and let out a soft sigh. "All right, I'll go first. Nuonuo mentioned Little Xue going undercover in Heaven Dou on her very first day at our Spirit Hall."

"She said Little Xue would one day inherit the position of God of Angels, but her ending would not be a good one."

"Big Brother, would you agree to let Little Xue go undercover?" Qingluan Douluo's blue eyes were filled with probing intent.

He was not surprised to hear that Little Xue would meet a bad end. In the future, their Spirit Hall would be destroyed, and Qian Renxue was the Spirit Hall's Young Master. How good could her ending possibly be?

Without any hesitation, Qian Daoliu said, "Unless something exceptional happens, I definitely won't let Little Xue do it."

"Little Xue isn't even five years old yet. There are still four years before she's supposed to go undercover. What exactly will happen that year?"

Qingluan Douluo pondered what reason could possibly make Big Brother agree to send her undercover.

Qian Daoliu was equally puzzled. Why would he allow Little Xue to do something like that in Shen Nuonuo's inner thoughts?

After racking their brains without finding an answer, they could only skip over it.

"Big Brother, you'll die for Little Xue in the end!"

Qingluan Douluo truly could not understand it. It was one thing that their six great enshrined could not defeat the enemy, but Big Brother could wield divine power. How could he have died in battle as well?

Qian Daoliu's gaze was calm, and he did not seem surprised. "Ever since I learned from Nuonuo that Little Xue would one day become the God of Angels, I had already guessed my final fate."

"Sacrifice?" Qianjun Douluo, who had remained silent all this time, abruptly rose to his feet and stared directly at Qian Daoliu, holding his breath.

Neither Qingluan Douluo nor Jiangmo Douluo had considered Sacrifice. They had assumed he died in battle while protecting Qian Renxue.

"To gain something, one must lose something. This is my destiny. Little Xue is the one the Hall Masters of Douluo Hall throughout the generations have been waiting for." A gentle light flickered in Qian Daoliu's eyes.

His talent was already considered exceptional, yet he had only opened the Eight Angel Trials. His son, Qian Xunji, was slightly less gifted and could only open the Seven Angel Trials.

Before hearing Shen Nuonuo's inner thoughts, he had not been certain that Qian Renxue would definitely be able to open the Nine Angel Trials.

Qingluan Douluo, Qianjun Douluo, and Jiangmo Douluo all fell silent with stiff expressions. They all knew that Big Brother longed for the Qian Family to produce another god.

After a long while, Qianjun Douluo thought of a question. His brows drew together, and his voice lowered. "Big Brother, since Miss said that Little Xue would definitely successfully inherit the position of God of Angels in the future—

"But even after becoming a god, our Spirit Hall still won't be able to avoid destruction. Then could our enemy be...?"

Qianjun Douluo did not finish his sentence, merely glancing up at the sky. After all, it involved...

Other than Jiangmo Douluo, Qian Daoliu and Qingluan Douluo both understood what Qianjun meant.

Qingluan Douluo furrowed his brows slightly, tapping his fingers against the table as he took a deep breath.

"Miss seems to like Little Xue very much, and from what we've seen so far, she stands with our Spirit Hall."

"I think we can try sounding Miss out and see whether we can learn anything about the future from her."

Qianjun Douluo nodded as well. "I agree with Third Elder. Miss seems to have only a favorable impression of our Spirit Hall, but Little Xue is different to her. She's special."

"Still, I think we should let the probing happen naturally. We shouldn't force it too much."

"We don't even know who the enemy is right now. We just need to follow Miss's lead. Listening to her definitely can't be wrong!"

Jiangmo Douluo stood carelessly with his fingers tucked into his pockets, unconcerned.

"Miss is amazing! She doesn't seem like a child who's only six years old."

Qianjun Douluo raised a brow, admiration showing in his gaze as he recalled the Tea Art Shen Nuonuo had displayed. It had truly left him in awe.

"Nuonuo's actual age should be over twenty. It seems she accidentally became smaller."

A complicated look flashed through Qian Daoliu's golden eyes before he relaxed again.

"So that's how it is."

"Big Brother, I've noticed that quite a lot of people seem able to hear Miss's inner thoughts." Qingluan Douluo felt that this could become troublesome.

"I can confirm that Ghostly Douluo and Moon Guan can both hear them, but Xunji cannot. I had people test the Maids and guards on duty. They cannot hear them either."

Aside from being surprised that his own son could not hear the inner thoughts, Qian Daoliu thought it was normal for the attendants to be unable to hear them.

"In other words, we all belong to that special group of people!"

Jiangmo Douluo's voice became cheerful.

"That's right!" Qianjun Douluo was inwardly thrilled as well.

Qingluan Douluo recalled that Golden Crocodile Douluo and Mighty Lion Douluo had yet to return from outside. "Big Brother, should we give Second Elder and Fourth Elder a heads-up in advance?"

"Yes, go tell them. That'll prevent Second Elder and Fourth Elder from misunderstanding. But have you noticed that whenever we intend to ask Nuonuo about what happens later, we can't speak?"

Qian Daoliu continued.

Qingluan Douluo, Qianjun Douluo, and Jiangmo Douluo answered in unison, "We noticed."

"Perhaps this is an opportunity Heaven has given our Spirit Hall. Cherish Nuonuo's arrival. We must all protect her well."

Qian Daoliu let out a low sigh and gave his concluding remarks.

"Yes." Qingluan, Qianjun, and Jiangmo all answered together.

Shen Nuonuo did not care what those enshrined elders might say about her behind her back.

After leaving with Qian Renxue, Shen Nuonuo quickly found a small restaurant to fill their stomachs. Then they went to the library and read for two shichen. By dinnertime, they had another lavish meal.

Now that both of them were full and satisfied, they were just about to head back.

Then they heard someone call out to Qian Renxue.

"Little Xue."

Qian Renxue had not seen her mother in a long time. When she saw Bibi Dong had actually come to call for her, joy was plainly visible in her eyes.

Following the sound, Shen Nuonuo saw Bibi Dong, who was still the Saintess at this time.

Bibi Dong approached in a pink gown. Her face was breathtakingly beautiful, her bearing noble and regal. Her purple hair fell casually behind her shoulders, and her wine-red eyes gleamed like brilliant stars.

So this was Pope Bibi Dong?

She was already this beautiful even as the Saintess. Seeing her truly surpassed all the stories.

Bibi Dong had come specifically to find Qian Renxue. Yet when she suddenly heard the words "His Holiness the Pope," her pupils contracted slightly in surprise.

Who was speaking?

And why were they calling her His Holiness the Pope?

How could anyone possibly understand her at this point in time?

As she tried to trace the source of the voice, she saw Little Xue and a delicate-featured girl.

Hm? Why would Bibi Dong come looking for Little Xue at this point?

Shen Nuonuo was equally surprised.

Bibi Dong was certain that voice had not belonged to Little Xue. She could not possibly fail to recognize her own child's voice. It could only have belonged to that girl, yet the child's lips had clearly not moved.