The First Glimmer of Light

Pei An's residence was not far from the Worship Hall. It was a separate courtyard, impressively spacious and beautifully landscaped—luxurious by any standard.

After all, Pei An was Golden Crocodile Douluo's disciple, and Qian Daoliu had always wanted him to become the sharpest blade in Qian Renxue's hand. He naturally would not be stingy with such methods of winning people over.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was known as the wealthiest sect in the world, rich enough to rival a nation. But wasn't Spirit Hall the same?

Pei An carried the little angel, who had been sprawled on top of him and sleeping soundly, into his room and tucked her in beneath the blankets. Only then did he leave, gently closing the door behind him.

"A'an, has Teacher fallen?"

A Beautiful Shadow approached with graceful steps.

She wore a light-purple gown that accentuated her exquisite figure, every curve exuding an alluring charm.

Her peach blossom eyes shimmered with moisture as she looked at Pei An, her gaze carrying a trace of fervor.

The newcomer was none other than Bibi Dong.

But she was not the madwoman from the Original Work.

Because of Pei An, although Qian Xunji's death had not changed, Bibi Dong's story had taken a different turn.

She had not experienced the Secret Room Douluo incident, and Qian Renxue's mother was someone else.

Over the years, Bibi Dong's Thoughts had always been focused on Pei An. She had never paid any attention to Yu Dagang or Yu Xiaogang.

Moreover, given Pei An's identity, Qian Xunji naturally would not do what he had done in the Original Work during the Secret Room Douluo incident.

Great Worship Qian Daoliu had even suggested that Qian Xunji arrange an engagement between Pei An and Bibi Dong, but Qian Xunji had brushed it aside.

It was not because Qian Xunji harbored improper desires toward Bibi Dong. He simply did not want Pei An to slip beyond his control.

A nineteen-year-old Soul Douluo like Pei An was already terrifying enough. If Bibi Dong, a possessor of Twin Martial Souls, were to marry him as well, Qian Xunji would truly feel uneasy.

In this regard, he would always fall short of his father, Qian Daoliu.

"Yes. Tang Hao broke through during the battle and severely wounded Qian Xunji. His life force was already extinguished, and he has been buried."

Hearing Pei An's words, Bibi Dong felt somewhat moved, but she was not particularly saddened.

Although Qian Xunji was her Teacher in name, most of her abilities had actually been learned alongside Pei An under Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Even when hunting soul beasts, they had relied on Golden Crocodile Douluo's help.

Golden Crocodile Douluo had been happy enough to do so.

Helping his future Disciple's Wife hunt soul beasts while giving her some guidance was no more than a small effort to him.

Golden Crocodile Douluo had reached Rank 98 an unknown number of years ago. He knew that, without some extraordinary stroke of fortune, he would most likely never break through that realm in this lifetime.

Thus, he no longer obsessed over it. His attitude toward cultivation had clearly relaxed, and with little to do in his daily life, teaching Pei An and Bibi Dong was one of the few ways he passed the time.

Furthermore, because Qian Xunji would always interfere with her time with Pei An, Bibi Dong did not have much affection for this Teacher in name.

Now that she had heard of his death, she merely felt a little wistful.

Only Xue'er, that Girl, was pitiful. She had lost her father at such a young age.

Bibi Dong was quite fond of the little angel, who had no blood relation to her at all yet called her Sister Dong'er every other sentence.

She could not help but pity the child's fate.

Then Bibi Dong suddenly thought of something and asked, "A'an, Teacher has fallen, so what about the Pope...?"

In Bibi Dong's view, since Qian Xunji, the Pope, had fallen, someone would certainly have to succeed him.

Qian Renxue, the direct descendant of the Angel Lineage, was still far too young.

In all of Spirit Hall, the only ones qualified to become the Pope were her and A'an.

If she became the Pope...

Hehe, then A'an could obediently wait to become the Pope's husband!

"Great Worship has handed the position of Pope to me. The succession ceremony will be held in a few days," Pei An said calmly.

Bibi Dong was slightly disappointed upon hearing this, but she was even happier.

Although her wish of forcibly claiming A'an had fallen through, she was happy as long as A'an was doing better.

"Then congratulations, A'an!" Bibi Dong's eyes curved slightly as she smiled brilliantly.

Pei An said nothing. He merely gazed out the window, his eyes distant.

Nineteen years after arriving in this world, he would finally begin to show this world his own brilliance!

With the cultivation of a Soul Douluo and Combat Strength at the level of a Title Douluo, he could now be considered to have some foundation to stand on.

Outside the window, a dazzling morning sun hung in the sky.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect

Ning Fengzhi, Bone Douluo Gu Rong, and Sword Douluo Chenxin, the three absolute High-Level figures of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, all wore grave expressions.

Ning Fengzhi rubbed his tightly furrowed brow. "Uncle Gu, Uncle Jian, you both know already, don't you?"

The two Title Douluo nodded slightly, disbelief still visible on their faces.

"That Tang Hao of the Clear Sky Sect killed Pope Qian Xunji. This truly is..."

The two Title Douluo did not know how to evaluate it.

From a soul master's perspective, Tang Hao killing Qian Xunji, who had been a Title Douluo for many years, immediately after breaking through to the Title Douluo realm was undoubtedly astounding. They actually admired him quite a bit.

But in terms of the consequences of this matter, it was entirely different.

The Pope of Spirit Hall had been killed by someone from the Clear Sky Sect. One could only imagine the scale of the waves this would stir.

Given the size of these two great powers, it would not affect only them. The entire situation of the Soul Master World would change as a result.

Their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could not possibly stay out of it either. They would be affected to some extent.

"Not only that." Ning Fengzhi sighed softly and glanced at the two Title Douluo.

"Uncle Gu, Uncle Jian, do you know who Spirit Hall's new Pope is?"

Gu Rong stroked his sparse beard and guessed, "Could it be Bibi Dong, Qian Xunji's disciple?"

As the Pope's disciple, Bibi Dong had not kept as low a profile as Pei An, so Gu Rong naturally knew of her.

He also knew that Qian Xunji had a daughter.

But she seemed to be only eight years old. At that age, it was impossible for her to become the Pope.

After considering it carefully, Bibi Dong, the Pope's disciple, seemed to be the only one qualified.

However, Ning Fengzhi shook his head slightly. "At first, I thought the same as you, Uncle Gu."

"But Spirit Hall has released news that the one succeeding as Pope is not Bibi Dong, but Pei An."

"Pei An?" Hearing this unfamiliar name, both Sword Douluo Chenxin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong froze.

They racked their memories, yet could not recall anything about Pei An.

Where had this person come from?

Ning Fengzhi's expression was grave. "According to the news released by Spirit Hall, this Pei An is the disciple of Second Worship Golden Crocodile Douluo and has always cultivated in seclusion."

"But Fengzhi, even so, there is no need for you to be this nervous, is there?" Gu Rong did not understand Ning Fengzhi's reaction.

Even if Spirit Hall had another hidden genius, there was no need to react like this, right?

Ning Fengzhi gave a bitter smile. "Uncle Gu, do you know Pei An's age and cultivation?"

Gu Rong was stunned.

As Ning Fengzhi continued, his and Sword Douluo Chenxin's expressions gradually became shocked and incredulous.

"This is the news from Spirit Hall."

"Pei An is now nineteen years old, with the cultivation of a Soul Douluo!"