A Writer Who Can't Plot Isn't a Good Spirit Master

Grandmaster showed no change despite Flander's anxiety. His face remained stiff as ever as he said calmly, "I never said they should join Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

"What I mean is that I hope the two academies can exchange with each other."

Qin Ming froze for a moment. Looking at Grandmaster, he did not know how to respond.

Flander was also looking at Grandmaster, thinking to himself, What medicine is Xiaogang selling in his gourd this time?

But with Qin Ming present, it was not appropriate for him to ask.

Still, after being brothers with Grandmaster for so many years, he naturally trusted that Grandmaster was a man of principles.

After thinking for a moment, Qin Ming said, "Being able to exchange with my junior brothers and sisters would be Heaven Dou Academy's good fortune. I'm only afraid..."

Grandmaster said, "You're afraid that these children are too outstanding, and once they arrive at Heaven Dou Royal Academy, they won't come back. Is that right?"

Being seen through did not feel good at all. Grandmaster looked utterly ordinary, but his words struck straight at the heart, directly exposing Qin Ming's thoughts.

Qin Ming nodded. "Yes. Although Heaven Dou Royal Academy bears the title of the foremost academy in the Heaven Dou Empire, it has produced very few powerful Spirit Masters in recent years.

"Its standing has steadily declined, and the academy's leaders are desperate for talented students.

"If my junior brothers and sisters go there, there's no guarantee they won't get ideas.

"I'm afraid they'll use every connection they have to persuade them to stay.

"Wouldn't that be poaching Shrek Academy's talent?"

"It's for the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament, isn't it?"

Bai Ge, as always, loved spilling secrets and exposed Grandmaster's scheme.

Such was the joy of a spoiler.

In truth, poor Tang San still did not know that, aside from being fellow transmigrators, every one of his secrets had already been laid bare by Bai Ge.

This tournament was also a crucial point Bai Ge had planned for a long time.

Once I reign over the world, I will grant you a kingdom as beautiful as a painting, with ten miles of bridal splendor.

By status and talent alike, the Saintess of Spirit Hall should have been Qian Renxue, not Hu Liena.

Bibi Dong was Qian Renxue's mother. Qian Renxue could not bring herself to act, nor did she have the heart to. So Bai Ge would do it.

At first, Bai Ge had felt indifferent toward Bibi Dong, even harboring a measure of sympathy for her.

But when he reread the original work, he was so furious he nearly coughed up blood.

Qian Renxue's plan to infiltrate Heaven Dou had failed. After returning to Spirit Hall, mother and daughter could barely stand the sight of each other, clashing like needle against wheat awn. Relying on her strength as a Titled Douluo, Bibi Dong had shaken Qian Renxue hard enough to injure her internal organs and make blood spill from the corner of her mouth.

That alone was nothing serious. If a child disobeyed, a beating was no big deal; Bibi Dong had merely been a little too heavy-handed.

When Bai Ge had been rebellious in his previous life, he had taken plenty of lashings from his mother's ruler too.

With Qian Renxue's Soul Saint-level strength, she only needed to go back and regulate her breathing for a while.

Everyone knew that the Light Attribute could heal as well as fight.

"...Didn't you say that my coming into this world was a mistake to begin with...?"

This was a conversation between Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong in the original work.

Bai Ge did not know how Qian Renxue had felt when she said those words, and he did not dare ask.

But he knew with absolute certainty that, to a child who longed for her mother's love, those words were poison that tore through the heart.

Even that could be overlooked. After all, everyone knew what Qian Xunji had done. It was cruel, but it was also the truth.

But what truly enraged Bai Ge was what Qian Renxue had said to Qian Daoliu in the original work: "From now on, I will no longer interfere in Spirit Hall affairs.

"And she is not my mother. She wasn't before, she isn't now, and she never will be.

"I will never forgive her. If not for you, I would probably have died by her hand long ago.

"I only have a grandfather. I have no mother."

Mad. That woman Bibi Dong had gone completely mad. Even a vicious tiger would not eat its own cub!

Bai Ge truly wanted to ask her: Bibi Dong, what exactly was your heart made of?

Killing Qian Xunji—Bibi Dong had dared to love and hate. That was admirable. Bai Ge supported it with both hands.

But laying hands on her own daughter, Bibi Dong was utterly unworthy of the word mother.

Even worse, Bibi Dong had given everything that should have belonged to Qian Renxue to Hu Liena.

Both the status of Saintess and the maternal love Qian Renxue had always sought but never received.

In a sense, Hu Liena had taken everything that belonged to Qian Renxue.

Yet Qian Renxue had never blamed Hu Liena. On the contrary, when Tang San demanded that everyone who had besieged Xiao Wu pay with their lives, she had spoken up to save Hu Liena.

Qian Renxue left Bai Ge so heartsick that he had no words.

In truth, meeting Qian Renxue had been Bai Ge's greatest stroke of luck.

If it had been Xue Beng or some other noble, Bai Ge would only have become a lump of flesh beneath a horse's hooves.

Qian Renxue's gentleness had warmed those around her in just this quiet, unintentional way.

After all these years, Qian Renxue might have already grown accustomed to Bibi Dong's coldness.

But Bai Ge had to step forward and seek justice for Qian Renxue!

Facing Qian Xunji, Yu Xiaogang could only rage helplessly and hide like a coward!

But Bai Ge was not him!

Bibi Dong, let me see how you react one year from now when the Golden Generation, in whom you placed such high hopes, suffers a crushing defeat.

And whether your Rakshasa God inheritance and your strength as a Titled Douluo can withstand my all-out Heavenly Dance Treasure Wheel and Subduing Demons!

According to the plan, everyone from Shrek Academy would head to Heaven Dou Royal Academy as exchange students two months later.

Before that, Qin Ming would settle everything on Heaven Dou Royal Academy's side.

Shrek Academy also had some loose ends to deal with.

The Shrek group would each return home as well.

As for Bai Ge, he used Teleportation and went straight to Qian Renxue's bedchamber.

At that moment, Qian Renxue had just finished handling official affairs and returned. She had only just removed her disguise as Xue Qinghe and changed into the pink palace dress of the Seven Show Snow River Set.

It was a gift Bai Ge had given Qian Renxue before.

It had no attributes. It was simply a beautiful dress.

Although Bai Ge did not understand why Qian Renxue's wardrobe always seemed to be short one dress.

She had just turned around and was about to look in the mirror when a flash of golden light appeared, and Bai Ge pounced on her!

"Ah!" Qian Renxue let out a low cry. "Idiot! What are you doing?"

"Uh, well... mistake. My mistake."

Bai Ge scratched his head and chuckled foolishly.

Qian Renxue and Bai Ge had set up an illusion formation and a soundproof barrier within this bedchamber.

No one outside could possibly know what was happening inside.

Qian Renxue looked at Bai Ge and asked, "You came in such a hurry. Is something wrong?"

"In two months, Rongrong and I will be going to Heaven Dou Royal Academy."

Seeing Qian Renxue's somewhat puzzled expression, a trace of killing intent entered Bai Ge's voice. "We may very well encounter Xue Beng there, and Xue Xing might follow him as well.

"When that time comes, it will be their day of death."

Qian Renxue paused. "What pretext will you use?"

"The enemies who killed my parents."

Bai Ge looked utterly relaxed. "Silly girl, have you forgotten the parents from the identity I fabricated?"

Qian Renxue's eyes widened. "From six years ago, when you met Teacher, Sword Douluo, and Rongrong, deliberately throwing out that cultivation technique so the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would owe you a huge favor, to establishing yourself as a genius youth whose parents were murdered and who had sworn vengeance—you had already begun laying the groundwork?"

Bai Ge could not help reaching out to rub Qian Renxue's head. "One who does not plan for eternity cannot plan for the moment; one who does not plan for the whole cannot plan for a single region.

"If you wish to ascend the imperial throne, Xue Er Jie, you still fall far short.

"Putting everything else aside, even if we spare Xue Beng for now, that old bastard Xue Xing has been hopping around for far too long.

"Speed is crucial in war. We cannot delay any longer. The victor becomes king, the loser a bandit. Xue Er Jie, if you truly want to become Empress, the first thing you must learn is decisiveness.

"Your heart is not ruthless enough."

Qian Renxue's pretty face flushed. "Hmph. I become Empress, and then you become that all-powerful prime minister who gets to bully me all you want, is that it?"

"Weren't you already mine?"

Having been apart for so long, the young man and young woman could no longer restrain their feelings.

A tender haven was a hero's grave. Candles swayed red as the western window was cut against the night; spring winds and rain whispered once more.