Qian Renxue Points Her Sword at Huo Yuhao

"I disagree!"

Hearing the familiar voice ring out from the sky, Bibi Dong's heart lurched. She forced herself not to look up at the figure in the heavens.

Qian Daoliu had not expected his own granddaughter to cause trouble at her Granddaughter's husband's Holy Son Conferment Ceremony. For a moment, he stood there dumbfounded.

At the same time, a commotion began to spread through the crowded square.

"Damn, who is that? How arrogant can they be, coming to Spirit Hall to cause trouble—and on a day like this? Could they be an enemy of Spirit Hall?"

Someone stared wide-eyed at the approaching speck of light in the distance and muttered to himself.

"No idea, but judging by that display, they clearly haven't come with good intentions!"

A bespectacled young man pushed up his glasses and analyzed the situation with an intelligent gleam in his eyes.

"No matter what, that person is as good as dead. Causing trouble at the Martial Soul Hall Holy Son Conferment Ceremony? Ten lives wouldn't be enough..."

Yet before he could finish, nearly everyone fell silent, staring in disbelief at the breathtaking figure floating in the sky.

The newcomer wore a white-gold palace gown. Her long golden hair cascaded to her waist like a waterfall. She wore no precious ornaments, yet nothing could conceal the innate nobility about her.

Most importantly, three pairs of golden wings spread from her back. Wasn't that a Six-winged Angel?

A Six-winged Angel coming to Spirit Hall to cause trouble was certainly a niche sight.

As for the Spirit Hall Guards who had just been itching to make a move and seize Qian Renxue, they immediately lowered their weapons, clasped their hands behind their backs, and casually began whistling.

What a joke. Arrest a Six-winged Angel in Spirit Hall? They weren't idiots.

For a moment, everyone present looked in unison at Qian Daoliu, then at Qian Renxue. Mm, they really did look alike. In an instant, everyone had already imagined an entire family drama in their minds.

Something like a lost biological granddaughter, an adopted son rising to power, then the biological granddaughter returning as a War God and commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order...

However, Qian Renxue paid no attention to what the crowd was thinking. From beginning to end, her gaze remained on Huo Yuhao, Bibi Dong, and Qian Daoliu. Only those three could stir her emotions so intensely.

One was her biological mother, who detested her utterly. One was her grandfather. And the last was the person who had stolen all of her mother's affection.

What Qian Renxue found most intolerable was that this guy had even stolen her grandfather's affection. Who knew what kind of spell he had cast on her grandfather to make him repeatedly want to marry her off to him.

While Qian Renxue observed Huo Yuhao, Huo Yuhao was also carefully observing Qian Renxue.

"This must be the future Angel God."

Huo Yuhao was extremely familiar with this future Angel God. After all, every history book of the great empires in the future recorded how the "evil" Angel had ravaged the continent ten thousand years ago.

Yet even though he had prepared himself mentally, Huo Yuhao's heart still trembled slightly when he saw Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue looked far too much like Guyi. Looking at Qian Renxue before him, Huo Yuhao could not help thinking of that foolish girl, Ye Guyi.

How could Huo Yuhao not have known of her love for him? It was only that, at the time, he had taken it for granted. Looking back now, there was nothing but regret.

If he had another chance, he would never let Guyi, Ju Zi, or Sister Xiaotao down.

Later, whenever someone resembled her even a little, he would lose his composure. Now, Huo Yuhao truly understood the meaning of those words.

"Xue'er... you, you've returned?"

Qian Daoliu shot to his feet from his chair and looked at Qian Renxue excitedly. It had been a long time since he had seen his granddaughter.

"Grandfather, I've returned."

Looking at Qian Daoliu before her, Qian Renxue ultimately could not bring herself to ignore the old man.

But that did not mean Qian Renxue had forgiven him. What kind of grandfather had wanted to marry off his granddaughter from the time she was little—especially to someone she utterly, utterly despised?

Even if that guy happened to be exactly her type, it was still unacceptable. She was a woman of principles.

Qian Renxue walked step by step toward Bibi Dong, and the eyelids of the surrounding Elders and Worshippers began twitching wildly.

After all, they knew very well about the conflict between this mother and daughter.

As for the audience below, they were so frightened that they barely dared breathe. Good heavens, they had only come to attend a Holy Son Conferment Ceremony. How had they ended up witnessing two dragons fighting over the throne? Was this really something they were allowed to watch?

As Qian Renxue drew closer and closer, Bibi Dong lowered her eyes, not daring to look at her. However, the rich aura of an Angel radiating from Qian Renxue still came rushing toward her.

Feeling that increasingly familiar aura before her, Bibi Dong's hands began to tremble slightly. In her mind, the nightmare-like memories of that night slowly began to resurface.

Most critically, the Rakshasa God's Divine Sense sealed within Bibi Dong's Sea of Consciousness by Huo Yuhao suddenly began to struggle madly.

Huo Yuhao keenly noticed Bibi Dong's abnormal state beside him and quickly reached out to take her hand.

At the same time, the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm immediately used his immense spiritual power within the Sea of Consciousness to soothe Bibi Dong's emotions.

"Damn it, Yuhao, what exactly did this woman seal inside her Divine Sense?! I can barely hold on!"

The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm stared despairingly at the Rakshasa Divine Sense struggling continuously at the center of Bibi Dong's Sea of Consciousness, so anxious that he was nearly in tears.

Fortunately, Huo Yuhao promptly added his own Divine Sense to the seal, stabilizing his three layers of seals. One mysterious and wondrous rune after another continued to circulate, firmly sealing the Rakshasa God's Divine Sense once more in the depths of the Sea of Consciousness.

Ignoring the Rakshasa Divine Sense's curses, Huo Yuhao sensed it gradually calming down deep within Bibi Dong's Sea of Consciousness and finally let out a long breath. He gently patted the back of Bibi Dong's hand, signaling for her to calm down.

However, this action completely set Qian Renxue off!

"Bibi Dong, tell me, why? I'm clearly your biological daughter, so why are you so good to him? Why?!"

Qian Renxue shouted in collapse. Feeling her emotional turmoil, both Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong had pain in their eyes.

As for the people below the stage, they were already stunned beyond belief and wanted nothing more than to flee the scene immediately!

The current Pope, Bibi Dong, was the disciple of the former Pope, Qian Xunji. Qian Xunji was Qian Daoliu's son. And Qian Renxue called Qian Daoliu Grandfather and Bibi Dong Mother!

So that meant...

At the thought of that possibility, the people below were almost scared to tears!

No, seriously, don't do this! Was such explosive information really something they were allowed to know? Would they even be able to leave this place alive?

Sensing Bibi Dong's emotions on the verge of collapse, Huo Yuhao gently stepped forward and shielded Bibi Dong behind him. Looking helplessly at Qian Renxue, he said, "Qian Renxue, this is rather complicated. In any case, things truly aren't what you think. Calm down first, and we can talk properly..."

"Huo Yuhao, stop pretending to be the good guy!"

Qian Renxue directly interrupted Huo Yuhao. The Angel Holy Sword appeared in her hand, its tip pointed directly at Huo Yuhao. "Why? Why do both my mother and my grandfather love you so much? Why do they even want to confer you as Holy Son? I am Spirit Hall's true master! Why are you taking everything from me?!"