Qian Renxue: Mother? Bibi Dong, You Ungrateful Wretch!

"Bibi Dong, you ungrateful wretch!"

Qian Renxue snapped, her voice trembling slightly with anger.

"My father treated her so well! He secretly cleared away so many obstacles for her and helped her ascend to the position of Pope!"

"If it hadn't been for my father, how could she have what she had today?"

"And yet, all she thought about, all she saw, was that Wasted Yu Xiaogang!"

The more Qian Renxue spoke, the angrier she became, her chest heaving unsteadily.

She turned around, the hem of her golden dress tracing a graceful arc.

"Grandfather, I'm going to Jialing Pass right now!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she strode toward the hall entrance on her long legs.

Her jade-like legs, wrapped in golden court attire, tensed as she walked, revealing astonishing curves brimming with strength and ultimate beauty. Every step was firm and forceful, carrying a chilling killing intent.

Meanwhile.

Jialing Pass, the rear camp on Spirit Hall's side.

Inside a spacious and elegant hall, Qian Yu sat in the seat of honor, calmly sipping tea.

At his side stood a woman with a graceful figure.

She wore a tight maple-leaf-red dance dress and held an oil-paper umbrella. She was none other than Gongsun Li.

The dance dress perfectly displayed her exquisite curves, especially her long, beautiful legs wrapped in red stockings, which were filled with youthful vitality and deadly allure.

"A'li."

Qian Yu set down his teacup and spoke indifferently.

"Activate the Communication Soul Tool. Gather everyone from Jixia Academy for a meeting."

"Yes, Palace Master."

Gongsun Li answered softly, her voice as clear as a songbird's.

With a gentle raise of her fair hand, she poured a stream of Soul Power into a crystal before her.

Buzz!

Accompanied by a faint hum, an enormous Light Screen unfolded in the center of the hall.

The Light Screen flickered a few times, then eight clear figures appeared within it, each seeming as though they were truly present.

"Oh? The Palace Master is in the mood today? You actually took the initiative to call us all to a meeting?"

A carefree, unrestrained voice rang out.

The speaker was a handsome man dressed in white, with a Wine Gourd hanging from his waist. He was the "Azure Lotus Sword Immortal," Li Bai.

Beside him, a burly middle-aged man whose body seemed to be half composed of mechanisms spoke in a deep, muffled voice.

"Isn't it all thanks to my, Mozi's, Mechanism Arts? We combined them with the Soul Tool theories you provided and made major modifications."

"Only then could we so easily hold video conversations across thousands of miles."

"Who would have thought that, separated by thousands of miles, we could still speak face-to-face like this?"

Mozi stroked his mechanical arm.

"Equipment and Soul Tools made in Mo Family City are one of a kind across all of Douluo Continent!"

"Now, the people seeking cooperation have practically trampled down Mo Family City's threshold."

"In a few days, I hear that Bibi Dong, the Pope of Spirit Hall, and those people from Shrek will all send someone to recruit us."

Hearing this, several people on the Light Screen revealed amused expressions.

Qian Yu lifted his teacup, took another sip, and calmly dropped a bombshell.

"Bibi Dong and I are divorced."

For an instant, the entire communication channel fell silent.

The next second, an angry feminine shout rang out.

"What? That woman dared?"

The speaker was Shangguan Wan'er.

Li Bai, beside her, also frowned.

"Palace Master, what do you need us to do?"

Then another enchanting and pleasant voice rang out, carrying a trace of languidness.

"That woman should have been dealt with long ago."

On the Light Screen, an exquisitely beautiful woman dressed in magnificent court robes reclined against a throne. She was Wu Zetian, the Empress of the Great Tang Empire.

Her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and her gaze carried the majesty of one who controlled everything. Her red gown, embroidered with dragons and phoenixes, was slit high to reveal a pair of full, rounded jade-like legs, radiating the ultimate charm of a mature woman.

"Since all pretense has been torn away, Jixia Academy should seek justice for the Palace Master!"

"That's right! Revenge! Make her pay!"

The channel erupted with righteous indignation.

On the other side, however, a dreamlike voice sounded, carrying a hint of delight.

"So... the Palace Master is single now?"

The speaker was Haiyue, the queen of the Haiyue Empire, a woman dressed in a blue gown with an ethereal and mysterious air.

Her figure was shrouded in a faint mist, appearing and disappearing from view. Her bare jade-like feet stepped upon the void, fair and crystalline like the most perfect works of art, stirring the heart.

Wu Zetian glanced at Haiyue, then gave Qian Yu a seductive smile.

"Qian Yu, since you've regained your freedom, why not come to my Great Tang Empire? I've always kept the position of the Empress's husband for you."

Haiyue also chuckled, her voice dreamlike and illusory.

"What's so good about Great Tang? Come to my Haiyue Empire instead. My empire's gates will always be open for you."

Just as everyone was discussing the matter heatedly.

The golden Heavenly Screen covering the entire continent suddenly changed.

A line of new gilded characters slowly emerged.

[Inventory of Douluo Continent Spirit Ranking: Twentieth Place!]

Upon seeing those words, the communication channel fell silent once more.

Li Bai rubbed his chin and gave a bitter smile.

"Once this ranking appears..."

"Jixia Academy will probably be completely exposed to the world."

Everyone's gaze focused on Qian Yu.

Qian Yu, however, remained as calm as ever. He set down his teacup, a faint smile lingering on his lips.

"Exposed?"

The instant Qian Yu's words fell, the communication Light Screen containing everyone from Jixia Academy, along with the sky over all Douluo Continent, was completely dyed by boundless golden Divine Light.

"Then let us be exposed."

Qian Yu's voice was soft, yet it carried a power capable of calming hearts.

He did not even raise his head to look at the sky. He merely leisurely refilled his cup with hot tea, as if this miracle capable of shaking the entire continent's balance of power was nothing more than a light rain outside the window.

Seeing this, the slight turbulence in Li Bai and the others' hearts gradually settled.

That was right. If the Palace Master could remain so composed, what did they have to worry about?

Since its founding, Jixia Academy had never feared any challenge.

At that moment, the golden Heavenly Screen above the nine heavens changed once more.

The original gilded words faded away, replaced by a new line of smaller text that clearly appeared before the eyes of every living being on the continent.

[The Spirit Ranking will conduct a comprehensive evaluation based on multiple factors, including the holder's strength, the spirit's potential, rarity, and possibilities for evolution.]

The appearance of those words answered the doubts in many people's hearts.

So that was it. It was not simply a matter of judging the quality of the spirit.

This rekindled a glimmer of hope in the hearts of some Soul Masters who possessed great strength but whose spirits themselves were not particularly outstanding.