Bibi Dong Weeps! My Daughter, Mother Was Wrong!

Ning Rongrong's delicate brows furrowed, and she quietly walked over to Xiao Wu, taking her somewhat cold hand.

Zhu Zhuqing, on the other hand, had a frosty expression on her face, her gaze towards Dai Mubai and Oscar filled with undisguised disgust.

Stupid?

Zhu Zhuqing sneered inwardly.

A daughter, to save her Mother, gave up a Divine Seat that everyone in the world dreamed of.

And in the eyes of these men, it was foolish?

She couldn't help but think of Tang San.

The Sky Screen revealed that he could sacrifice his Mother, Ah Yin, without hesitation for a Soul Ring.

In the future, he would also sacrifice Xiao Wu, whom he claimed to love dearly, for a Soul Ring without hesitation.

One destroyed her future to save her mother.

One murdered his mother and wife for his future.

Comparing the two, the difference was stark.

It was laughable that Dai Mubai and the others were still praising the latter.

Those with different paths cannot plan together.

Zhu Zhuqing's gaze subconsciously drifted towards the distant Sunset Forest.

Perhaps...

That was where they should go.

Meanwhile, Yu Xiaogang and Flender were also staring intently at the Sky Screen.

"A Divine Seat... can be shattered by oneself..."

Yu Xiaogang's breathing grew heavy; his focus was clearly different from everyone else's.

He didn't care about Qian Renxue's tragedy, nor Tang San's ruthlessness.

What he cared about was that supreme power!

"What immense power, what noble status! How could she dare... how could she just give it up!"

Yu Xiaogang's voice trembled, half with regret for the loss of that power, and half with frenzied jealousy.

What he had pursued his entire life was something others could casually discard.

"However..."

His tone shifted, and a glint flashed in his cloudy eyes.

"Tang San... is indeed the most outstanding Disciple I have ever taught. To defy a Deity with a mortal body, only he in the entire world could achieve this."

This excellence made him proud, yet it also tore at his heart.

"Alas, he is ultimately an ungrateful wretch!"

He couldn't help but curse in a low voice in the end.

Flender, standing beside him, had an entirely different mindset.

He listened to Yu Xiaogang's musings and watched the spirited Tang San in the distance, his eyes behind his glasses shining brightly.

"Xiaogang, regardless of whether he's an ungrateful wretch or not."

Flender lowered his voice, but his tone was incredibly firm.

"He is now Shrek Academy's sole signboard, and our only hope for a return to glory!"

"No matter what, we must keep him at the academy!"

As long as Tang San was there, Shrek could become the continent's number one academy, bringing in endless wealth and fame!

As for his character?

That didn't matter.

Martial Soul City.

In front of the Papal Palace.

Bibi Dong stood silently, unmoving.

She had watched all of Qian Renxue's scenes from beginning to end.

She saw the hardships of her infiltration into Heaven Dou.

She saw the trials of her Angel's Nine Trials.

She saw her unwillingness to accept defeat against Tang San.

And even more...

The scene where she, to save herself, turned into a stream of light and fearlessly charged towards the Asura Demon Sword.

"Mom, if there's an afterlife, I hope to... feel your love sooner."

That dying last wish, like a red-hot iron, seared her heart.

Bibi Dong's body began to tremble uncontrollably.

She slowly raised her hand, looking at her well-maintained, fair, and slender palm.

These were the hands that had pushed her away when she was young.

These were the hands that had never offered her a shred of warmth as she grew up.

But she...

Even on her deathbed, she was still thinking of saving me, her unworthy mother...

Tang San!

As those two words surfaced in her mind, an unprecedented, monstrous killing intent erupted!

Crack.

Bibi Dong clenched her fists tightly, her sharp nails digging deep into her palms, crimson blood dripping through her fingers.

She was oblivious.

Her elegant and noble phoenix eyes now held only a rage and murderous intent capable of incinerating the nine heavens.

She forcibly suppressed the emotions threatening to burst forth, each word seeming to be squeezed from between her teeth.

"Tang... San..."

One drop, two drops...

Crimson bloodstains slid down Bibi Dong's fair fingers, splattering onto the cold ground, blooming into small, scattered flowers of blood.

She seemed to feel no pain whatsoever.

Those phoenix eyes, which had once captivated the entire continent, stared intently at the image on the Sky Screen that had long since vanished, two burning purple flames flickering in the depths of her pupils.

Tang San...

That name was like a venomous thorn, twisting and churning in her heart.

She recalled her entire life.

From a saintess of the Martial Soul Hall, to the successor of the Rakshasa God, and finally to the empress who unified the continent.

She had devoured Qian Xunji, annihilated the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and severely wounded the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Her hands were stained with blood, and mountains of corpses lay beneath her feet.

The world called her a demon, cursed her as a poisonous woman.

She had never cared.

She thought her heart had died long ago in that secret chamber with that man, becoming harder than profound ice.

But when she saw on the Sky Screen how her daughter, whom she had never truly looked at, had transformed into a golden light and fearlessly charged towards the Asura Demon Sword.

That long-dead heart was brutally pierced.

So, she could feel pain too.

So, in this world, there was truly someone who cared about her, her sinful mother.

"Mom, if there's an afterlife, I hope to... feel your love sooner."

That dying wish echoed in her mind, again and again.

Yes.

Love?

What had she ever given her?

Nothing, besides cold glances and harsh demands.

Bibi Dong slowly loosened her clenched fist, looking at the bone-deep wound in her palm, a self-mocking smile tugging at the corner of her lips.

The invisible chasm between mother and daughter had completely vanished when that golden light shattered the Divine Seat.

How laughable it was that she, Bibi Dong, who had dominated her entire life, had to rely on her daughter's sacrifice to awaken herself.

To ask her to make amends with Qian Renxue?

She couldn't bring herself to do it.

But none of that mattered anymore.

What mattered was the source of all this tragedy.

Tang San!

If not for him, Xue'er wouldn't have failed her infiltration!

If not for him, Xue'er's Divine Seat wouldn't have been shattered!

If not for him, she... wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable state!

Old and new grudges converged at this moment into a sky-high rage, enough to incinerate the entire continent!

Bibi Dong even had the urge to kill her way to Shrek right then and there, not waiting for that damned Golden Ranking to announce the final two spots, and tear that little beast to pieces!

"Bibi Dong."

An aged yet calm voice came from behind her.

Bibi Dong didn't turn around.

In the entirety of Martial Soul City, only one person dared to speak to her in that tone.

Qian Daoliu.

The Great Enshrined Elder, clad in a golden robe, walked slowly to her side, also looking up at the sky that had already returned to its calm.

"You saw it all."