Qian Daoliu, what exactly do you want to do?

In the study of the Pope Palace, a woman sat in silence.

She was dressed in a pale purple court gown that outlined her perfect figure, intricate and luxurious, yet losing none of its majesty.

Her smooth, beautiful hair was meticulously styled into a high, cloud-like bun, with a few strands falling against her cheeks, adding a touch of mature charm.

Her face was a masterpiece of beauty capable of toppling kingdoms; her features were as exquisite as if carved by a master artisan, and her skin glowed with the luster of cold jade under the lamplight.

However, the most captivating feature was her eyes—deep, pale purple orbs like amethysts veiled in moonlight. They were breathtakingly beautiful, yet cold and indifferent, devoid of a single trace of warmth, as if they could swallow any gaze that dared to pry into her heart.

The aura she exuded was one of nobility that transcended the mortal realm, yet it carried a bottomless, abyss-like loneliness and the authority of one who controls everything.

One hand held a snow-white quill, its tip hovering over an open dossier, while her other hand rested elegantly on the armrest. Her long legs were crossed, and while her posture appeared lazy and casual, it held an unquestionable authority.

She was focused on reviewing the files; the only sounds in the study were the rustle of the quill across the paper and the faint crackle of candlelight.

Suddenly, the heavy door of the study was pushed open a crack without a sound. A figure slid in like a ghost, kneeling on one knee in the shadows before the desk.

The newcomer wore the attire of a high-ranking member of Martial Soul Hall, with handsome, feminine features. It was Chrysanthemum Douluo, Yue Guan.

"Your Majesty the Pope." Yue Guan's voice was kept extremely low, tinged with reverence.

Bibi Dong did not pause the quill in her hand, nor did she even raise her eyes. She merely let out a cold, sharp syllable from her nose: "Hmm?"

"When the Great Enshrined and the Young Lady returned, they brought two children back with them," Yue Guan replied.

"Two children?"

Hearing this, Bibi Dong ceased her movements. She looked up at the man below and asked in a cold tone, "What kind of children?"

"I am not sure."

Yue Guan shook his head and replied, "Your subordinate only just found out, but I believe that anyone who could catch the eye of the Great Enshrined and the Young Lady cannot be ordinary. After all, just a moment ago, the Young Lady and the Great Enshrined gave them tens of thousands of Gold Soul Coins."

Hearing this, Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. Her interest was piqued instantly, and she asked, "What do they need Gold Soul Coins for?"

"They purchased two pieces of Ten Thousand Year Level Whale Rubber. As for their purpose, this subordinate does not know," Yue Guan answered honestly and respectfully.

When he had witnessed that scene earlier, he had been curious as well. After all, the uses for Whale Rubber were extremely limited; otherwise, this Ten Thousand Year Level Whale Rubber would not have remained unsold for so long.

One had to realize that in any era or world, the number of wealthy people was never small. Unless an item was truly useless, it wouldn't just sit there—let alone be available for purchase, people wouldn't even let others know such an item existed.

"Very well, I am aware. You may go," Bibi Dong said, shaking her head slightly and waving her hand to dismiss him.

Yue Guan bowed respectfully once more, then turned and left the study, closing the door behind him.

After Yue Guan departed, Bibi Dong stood up and walked to the window. With her hands clasped behind her back, her beautiful eyes gazed toward the direction of the Worship Hall.

"Qian Daoliu, what exactly are you planning?"

A moment later, Bibi Dong's willow-leaf brows furrowed slightly. Deep within her beautiful eyes, a flash of black light flickered, and even the candles burning in the surroundings turned black as a result, appearing extremely eerie.

The silence of six hours was finally broken.

Qian Renxue's long, thick eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings before she suddenly opened her eyes.

Those purple eyes, which seemed to gather the brilliance of a galaxy, first flickered with the confusion of one just waking, but were instantly replaced by an unprecedented clarity and sense of power.

She sat up almost immediately, looking down at her own hands. Beneath her fair, delicate skin, a luster like molten gold seemed to flow. A surging, vast Bloodline Power rushed and churned through her limbs and bones, making her feel as if a primordial beast had awakened within her nine-year-old body!

Every bone felt as though it had been tempered a thousand times, emitting a faint yet powerful hum.

Every meridian seemed to have been widened and reinforced, becoming incredibly resilient and capable of accommodating a much more torrential flow of soul power.

The density and vitality of her flesh and blood had also significantly improved, bringing about a marvelous sensation where unparalleled lightness and robustness coexisted.

"This feeling..."

Qian Renxue clenched her fist in disbelief, her knuckles popping with a crisp sound, and a sense of power far exceeding anything she had known before welled up within her.

She attempted to circulate her soul power; it surged through her reinforced meridians like a river, flowing with unprecedented smoothness and thickness!

"Xiao Jing... he didn't lie to me! The effect of this Whale Rubber... is actually this heaven-defying!" Immense surprise and excitement instantly overwhelmed her. Her beautiful face flushed with excitement, and her eyes sparkled with brilliant light.

This personal experience proved the authenticity of Lu Jing and Wang Dong'er's status as "visitors from the future" more powerfully than any words!

"Grandfather! I must tell Grandfather!" Qian Renxue excitedly threw off the thin quilt. Barefoot, she prepared to jump off the bed, unable to wait to share this monumental piece of good news with the person closest to her.

However, the moment her feet touched the cold floor, an extremely discordant, or even "pungent," sour stench suddenly drilled into her nostrils.

Qian Renxue's movements froze instantly, her small, pert nose wrinkling instinctively.

She turned her head in confusion, trying to find the source of the smell—but there was nothing unusual in the luxurious and tidy bedchamber.

She lifted her arm in doubt and leaned in to sniff herself.

"Ugh..." The next second, Qian Renxue's beautiful face turned bright red, like a ripe peach. That flush of excitement was quickly replaced by shame and embarrassment.

The source was none other than herself!

Body Tempering and Marrow Cleansing, Fur and Marrow Cleansing! While the massive essence of the Whale Rubber was transforming her physique, it had also acted like the most aggressive detergent, "squeezing out" all the impurities, filth, and toxins that had been deposited deep within her flesh and bone marrow for years!

At this moment, the surface of her skin, which was usually clean and flawless and emitted a faint, cool fragrance, was covered in a thin, sticky layer of gray-black sweat, emitting an unbearable odor.

"Oh my god..." Qian Renxue was so embarrassed she almost jumped on the spot.

As the Young Mistress of the Martial Soul Hall and a Descendant of Angels, she had always been the embodiment of holiness and nobility. When had she ever been in such a disheveled and wretched state?

The very thought that she had just intended to run out to see Grandfather like that, and might have even bumped into others... she wanted to find a hole to crawl into!

Shame and annoyance instantly overwhelmed her excitement.

Reporting to Grandfather, verifying the future—everything was cast to the back of her mind!

Qian Renxue turned around without hesitation. Her ten fingers flew, and though her movements held a hint of panic, they remained elegant as she untied the sash at her waist.

That expensive, pale gold dress fell like shed butterfly wings, discarded onto the carpet with uncharacteristic haste.

The exquisite gold high heels on her feet were kicked off carelessly, landing with a crisp sound.

At this moment, she had no time to concern herself with external matters.

The young girl's flawless, budding, and exquisite body was exposed to the air. Moonlight spilled through the window onto her porcelain-fine skin, which was now marred by stains, creating a strange scene where holiness and embarrassment intertwined.

However, Qian Renxue's gaze did not linger on her own beauty. Her delicate brows were tightly furrowed. The cool sensation of her smooth, jade-like bare feet against the cold floor could not dispel the urgency she felt to wash herself clean immediately.

The bathroom was just inside. She did not hesitate to stride forward with her long, shapely legs, her bare, glowing white feet moving quickly toward the gem-encrusted bathroom door. Her movements were light and silent, yet carried a hint of the disarray of someone driven by an offensive odor.

"Whoosh—"

As the clear sound of flowing water began, warm steam quickly billowed out, blurring the frosted glass door of the bathroom.

One could only vaguely see a slender figure standing eagerly beneath the showerhead, letting the warm water wash over her body, rinsing away that layer of embarrassing grime and odor.