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"I never had that chance. Ever since I became pregnant, I have been imprisoned by Qian Xunji deep within the Pope Hall. I've had absolutely no opportunity to make contact with the outside world," Bibi Dong said.

"Besides, without evidence, no one would believe me even if I spoke out."

"Isn't your daughter the evidence?" Nan Feng said.

"You've managed to endure for so many years. Did you really not have the time to pretend to be a good mother and let that child help you take revenge?"

"Or is it that you just can't bring yourself to do it?"

"..."

"Yes." Bibi Dong nodded, her expression complex.

Before Qian Renxue awakened her Six-Winged Angel martial soul, she hadn't felt such deep loathing for that child. Sometimes, she would even think that the child was innocent, so she simply tried her best to stay away from her.

However, the moment Qian Renxue displayed her Six-Winged Angel martial soul in front of her, revealing that holy aura that disgusted her so much, she no longer had a shred of mercy left for that child!

Qian Renxue was a member of the Angel Family; she had nothing to do with her!

And the methods Nan Feng spoke of were no longer viable, now that she no longer cared whether or not this matter would hurt Qian Renxue.

Even if she spread the truth, as long as Qian Renxue denied it and Qian Xunji denied it, no one would believe a word she said.

Her martial soul was the Death Spider Emperor!

Qian Renxue's martial soul was the Six-Winged Angel!

Two completely opposing martial souls!

She claimed Qian Renxue was her daughter?

Would anyone believe that?

Without absolute proof, her words alone could never shake the image of the Martial Soul Hall.

"Soft-hearted. You are still not decisive enough," Nan Feng shook his head.

"You should have cultivated your child from the very beginning, influencing her subtly and guiding her. Make her kill her own father with her own hands in the future, preferably destroy this Angel Family herself, and finally, tell her the truth of everything. Let her collapse, then you strike while she is vulnerable, kill her, and completely sever the bloodline of the holy angels."

"Or, guide Qian Renxue onto the same path as you. Let her have the same experiences as you did. Let Qian Xunji and Qian Daoliu watch—let them witness it with their own eyes..."

"Stop!!" Bibi Dong hurriedly interrupted.

What kind of things were in this guy's head?

"Not vicious enough? I have many other methods; you would definitely find them interesting," Nan Feng said.

"You can..."

"Enough! I don't want to hear it!" Bibi Dong's face darkened.

I had thought that my own desire to take revenge and destroy the Angel Family was crazy enough!

I never expected this!

As expected of someone who grew up in a hellhole like Slaughter City!

Compared to you, I really am a saint!

Martial Soul City.

Inside the empty Pope Hall, two middle-aged men with similar golden hair stood on the high platform.

"The Martial Soul branch in Star Luo has reported that she has come out." Qian Daoliu's expression was grim.

"How do you intend to handle this?"

If Bibi Dong had died in Slaughter City, this scandal could have been buried forever, and it wouldn't have dirtied their hands.

Qian Renxue's talent was unprecedented in ten thousand years; it was highly likely she would restore the glory of the Angel God.

Therefore, he could not make a move against Bibi Dong, and neither could Qian Xunji.

Bibi Dong could die, and perhaps even had to die, but she had to die by accident—she could not die at their hands.

Otherwise, if the truth were exposed during the Angel God Trial and that child couldn't handle the blow, causing her to fail the trial, he would truly die with regrets!

"So she's out, so what?" Qian Xunji dismissed the concern.

"Father, are you getting old? Why has your courage grown so small?"

"Tang Chen has been missing for so many years, and Sea God Island is far away. You are the only Peerless Douluo on this continent; what do you have to be afraid of?"

"What do I have to be afraid of?" Qian Daoliu's face turned black.

"If it weren't for you little bastard causing such a scandal, would I be worried?"

He had indeed killed countless people in his life, but he had never done such a shameful thing!

The ancestors' reputation had been completely ruined by this bastard!

"A scandal?" Qian Xunji's expression remained unchanged.

"Father, you didn't have this attitude after you saw Qian Renxue's talent."

Qian Renxue inherited his Six-Winged Angel martial soul, as well as Bibi Dong's talent, successfully gaining the recognition of the Angel God. She received a God-Given Level 10 Soul Power, possessing an unprecedented Innate Level 20 top-tier talent!

Would the Angel God not know of Qian Renxue's origins?

That God-Given Level 10 Innate Soul Power from the Angel God could not be fake!

Qian Renxue's Innate Level 20 had already proven that their Angel God did not care about this so-called scandal.

If the Angel God felt any anger toward this, then Qian Renxue should not be Innate Level 20; she should have been a cripple with no soul power!

"You..." Qian Daoliu was momentarily speechless.

"Father, those who achieve great things do not fuss over trifles," Qian Xunji said indifferently.

"The one who wants to unify the continent is you, and it is also you who has placed immense pressure on these sects. Before your time, our Martial Soul Hall was not like this."

Before his father's time, Martial Soul Hall never interfered with the movements of the continent, nor did it compete for interests with those sects and empires, always maintaining neutrality.

It was his father who had the ambition to unify the continent, which was why Martial Soul Hall began to expand. The tension between Martial Soul Hall and these sects and empires had only been a matter of the last few decades.

"Father, you have killed so many people in your life, why have you become so soft-hearted now?" Qian Xunji asked, puzzled.

"As the most outstanding executioner of Martial Soul Hall in a thousand years, I still remember how high-spirited you once were."

"Or is it that you are truly afraid of Tang Chen?"

"That guy has been missing for so many years, and you are still afraid?"

Qian Daoliu did not speak, his expression growing increasingly ugly.

"You aren't actually worried about that guy becoming a god, are you?" Qian Xunji laughed.

"Father, it has been twenty thousand years. Since the God Ancestor ascended, there has been no trace of gods on the Douluo Continent for twenty thousand years. Could it be that there were no geniuses more outstanding than Tang Chen in the past?"

"There were! But did they become gods?"

"No!"

"You have no reason to worry at all."

"Enough," Qian Daoliu interrupted.

"Before Tang Chen's situation is confirmed, do not act recklessly."

Qian Xunji sighed, "Father, even if you were once defeated by Tang Chen, if that guy dares to come to Martial Soul City, you have no need to fear him at all."

As a High Priest of the Angel God, one could borrow the Angel God Power in Martial Soul City to reach a stable Demigod state.

Although Tang Chen could rely on Ring Detonation to push himself into a fake Demigod state for a short time, that was only temporary; there was no need to be afraid at all!

As long as he could drag out that period of time, Tang Chen would be finished!

Qian Daoliu wore an expression as if he were looking at an idiot. "Martial Soul City is a foundation built over ten thousand years. If it were destroyed, how could I face the ancestors of the Qian Family?"

Why was he so fixated on fighting that guy on the ground, where Tang Chen had the advantage?

Indeed, if he flew high into the sky, Tang Chen would not be his match.

But why would the other party choose to fly into the sky to fight him?

Martial Soul City was on the ground!

He could fly to great heights, but what about Martial Soul City?

If Tang Chen dared to attack Martial Soul City, he had absolute certainty that he could defeat that guy, but what about the others?

What about Martial Soul City?

What about the Angel God Temple?

If Tang Chen went mad, he wouldn't be able to stop him!

In the end, he would indeed win, and Tang Chen would indeed die, but countless people in Martial Soul City would be buried along with that guy!

He dared not gamble! Nor could he gamble!

"Enough, stop talking about Tang Chen. What do you intend to do about this matter now?" Qian Daoliu said.

"What else can I do? The Martial Soul Hall Saintess successfully walked out of Slaughter City; isn't that a good thing?" Qian Xunji said.

"Father, I know you are worried that this matter will ruin the reputation of the Qian Family, but as long as this matter doesn't leak out, no one will ever know."

"Moreover, as long as that piece of trash is still around, Bibi Dong will always be under control."

"But what if she suddenly stops caring about that piece of trash?" Qian Daoliu asked.

"It is of no consequence," Qian Xunji said.

"So many years have passed; even if she were to speak out, who would believe her?"

"Without evidence, she would just be digging her own grave."

"Besides, Xiaoxue has already grown up. Coupled with that incident three years ago, if Bibi Dong really were to reveal this, or even disregard the impact on Xiaoxue just to take revenge on me, then perfect—do you think Xiaoxue would still care about her as a mother?"

"As long as she dares to do that, we can rightfully eliminate her, and the impact on Xiaoxue would be minimized, wouldn't it?"

"What if there is an accident?" Qian Daoliu was still somewhat worried.

"Father, please don't talk about accidents anymore." Qian Xunji was already becoming impatient.

"What kind of accident could there be? No matter how strong her talent is, she is currently nothing more than a Spirit Douluo. With you presiding over Martial Soul City, what kind of waves could she possibly stir up?"

"Besides, given her talent, her strength, and that piece of trash she uses as a weakness, once Martial Soul Hall unifies the continent in the future, don't you think we can have her do all the things that we cannot do, or find inconvenient to do?"

"The holy radiance of the Angel God remains untainted!"

"So stop worrying. I will handle this matter well; it will not damage the reputation of the Angel God."

Seeing Qian Xunji like this, Qian Daoliu knew that his words were no longer getting through to him. He shook his head and vanished from the Pope Hall.

"Old people are just troublesome, hesitant about everything..."

Qian Xunji sat back down on the Pope Throne.

What is the use of being hung up on that bit of empty reputation?

Could Martial Soul Hall have developed to its current scale by relying on that set of righteous rhetoric?

Face is only for show. As for the unspeakable things, they are just like the old dust under a table—as long as you don't see them, they don't exist.