Pope Hall vs. Worship Hall

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Qian Daoliu had just been discussing matters regarding Chen Xing when these few people suddenly stumbled in.

The sight of She Long and Chi Xue looking as if they had been drained dry couldn't help but draw a wave of sighs from everyone present.

She Long had only just left Martial Soul City a few days ago, yet today he had suddenly rushed back in such a state.

It was clear at a glance that he had been flying non-stop for a long time.

Fortunately, Qian Renxue looked to be in no serious trouble, merely appearing a bit travel-worn.

"Grandfather, Chen Xing has been taken away by Gui Mei."

As soon as these words were spoken, the Worship Hall fell into an instant silence.

What was going on? Gui Mei had taken Chen Xing—how could he have known about Chen Xing? Could someone have leaked the information?

Mighty Lion Douluo was the first to react; his aura surged outward, aimed directly at Snake Lance and Chi Xue.

"Was it the two of you?"

It was no wonder he suspected them first; Mighty Lion Douluo had never been one for deep schemes, nor had he ever experienced political maneuvering.

The moment he learned that Gui Mei had snatched Chen Xing, he assumed it must have been a tip-off from these two.

Seeing the pressure bearing down on them, She Long and Chi Xue, already physically exhausted, were nearly frightened into unconsciousness.

In their current state, whether they could survive even a single wave of such pressure was a different matter entirely.

Fortunately, this wave of pressure was intercepted by a cyan figure.

Qing Luan teleported in front of the two, blocking the offensive.

"Third Brother! Why are you protecting two traitors?"

"Calm down! It might not be them."

Everyone turned their gaze toward the high seat simultaneously.

They saw Qian Daoliu's brows tightly knitted; he shared the same thought as Qian Renxue.

He believed that Bibi Dong must have planted a spy by Qian Renxue's side.

Thinking of this, he looked down at She Long and Chi Xue.

"The two of you, step down first."

Receiving the order, the two felt as if they had been granted amnesty and hurriedly stumbled out of the Worship Hall.

At this moment, only Qian Renxue and the other seven Great Elders remained in the hall.

"Grandfather, it's that woman Bibi Dong; she arranged a spy by my side."

"By the time Chen Xing finished his epiphany, Gui Mei had already been lurking in the vicinity for a long time."

"When Chi Xue and I arrived at the scene, only Yue Guan was left to cover the retreat..."

Hearing Qian Renxue's account, the figure on the high seat frowned slightly, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the throne.

Qian Renxue still did not know Bibi Dong's true identity, believing only that Bibi Dong was repeatedly acting against her.

The two of them were currently in an antagonistic relationship.

But for Bibi Dong to actually plant a spy by Qian Renxue's side...

Was this out of concern for her daughter, or had this woman become so deranged that she would use her own flesh and blood?

Clearly, the issue at hand was no longer just about who Chen Xing belonged to.

"Xue'er, what do you think is Bibi Dong's intention in sending someone to snatch Chen Xing?"

Facing Qian Daoliu's question, Qian Renxue was slightly taken aback.

In such an urgent situation, shouldn't they be sending people to lie in wait for Gui Mei in Martial Soul City to snatch Chen Xing back?

Why was he suddenly bringing up this question...

"What intention could she have?"

"To act against me... or perhaps she wants to recruit Chen Xing for her own use; both are possible."

Hearing the answer, Qian Daoliu's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly.

It seemed that Xue'er had not yet begun to suspect the relationship between the two.

But as for Bibi Dong, was she truly only interested in Chen Xing's talent?

"Grandfather, the most urgent priority right now is to intercept Gui Mei before he enters the city."

"If Chen Xing is truly delivered into that woman's hands, within a few years, he will surely be groomed into a pawn for the Pope Hall."

"With the talent Chen Xing has displayed so far, in the future, he might even... become a god!"

Facing Qian Renxue's anxious attitude, Qian Daoliu let out a long sigh.

"Enough. Rather than snatching the boy back, it would be better for us to confront her face-to-face tomorrow."

"As both are members of Martial Soul Hall, we will meet sooner or later. Surely we can't let him stay in the Worship Hall cultivating until he reaches the Title Douluo realm, can we?"

"Besides, we don't even know his background yet. How can you be so sure he'll let us manipulate him?"

Hearing this, Qian Renxue was stunned...

The next day, Martial Soul City.

By the time Chen Xing regained consciousness, it was already noon on the third day since he had been captured.

Unsurprisingly, he was now surrounded by Title Douluo...

Gui Mei had just brought him back to Martial Soul City and handed him over to Bibi Dong.

As for Qian Daoliu and the others, they had arrived at the Pope Hall long before Gui Mei returned.

The group had been deadlocked for quite some time, arguing over who Chen Xing would belong to.

Although Chen Xing's background had not yet been fully investigated, his talent was truly monstrous, and both sides wanted to recruit him to cultivate him as a combat asset for their own faction.

However, there was only one person, and while the Pope Hall and the Worship Hall were both part of Martial Soul Hall, Chen Xing could only join one of them.

Bibi Dong leveraged Qian Daoliu's guilt over past events, so she did not feel at a disadvantage despite her weaker combat strength; on the contrary, she appeared determined to have him.

Qian Renxue, for her part, refused to back down. She was the one who had recruited Chen Xing first, and there was no reason to hand him over to this woman.

During the heated argument, it was Qian Daoliu who proposed letting Chen Xing make the choice himself.

Thus, the unconscious Chen Xing was finally awakened by soul power.

Seeing him wake up, Qian Renxue was the first to step forward.

"Chen Xing! Chen Xing!"

"Do you remember me? It's me!"

The newly awakened Chen Xing was shaken quite vigorously, and as her purple hair swayed, a few strands of golden light were revealed.

A rich aura of life drifted out, creating an urge in Bibi Dong, who stood nearby, to draw closer to him.

"Stop shaking me! Please, stop shaking me..."

"I remember, I don't have amnesia. Just let me catch my breath."

He had no idea what method Gui Mei had used to keep him unconscious for three whole days.

If it hadn't been for that surge of soul power from Qian Daoliu, he didn't know how much longer he would have remained in a coma.

Chen Xing felt as if his head were splitting, but fortunately, the bracelet on his wrist emitted a cooling sensation that provided him with some relief.

"Chen Xing! I am the Saintess of Martial Soul Hall. Are you willing to join Martial Soul Hall and cultivate under me?"

The young girl's voice rang in his ears, and he looked up, meeting Qian Renxue's eyes, which were filled with anticipation.

"Martial Soul Hall Saintess? Aren't you Bai Xue?"

Chen Xing's feigned confusion made Qian Renxue feel a bit awkward. She had revealed her true face that day specifically to test Chen Xing's strength.

She hadn't expected the identity she had fabricated back then to be exposed on the spot, and she couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

But she quickly adjusted her emotions and continued.

"My name is Qian Renxue! I am the possessor of the Six-Winged Angel martial soul. Do you know about the Six-Winged Angel martial soul?"

Just as Qian Renxue was about to say more, Bibi Dong, standing behind her, suddenly spoke up.

"It seems this young man isn't very familiar with you after all."

"My dear little sister..."

When this voice rang out, both Qian Renxue and Chen Xing froze.

Qian Renxue was surprised by the term "little sister."

As for Chen Xing, he was simply terrified.

In Martial Soul Hall, who else but Bibi Dong could speak in such a setting?

For some reason, even though Chen Xing had never met Bibi Dong, he could guess her identity, and he felt an intense fear of her.

"Your name is Chen Xing?"

"Six years old! Soul power level 32!"

"Join my Pope Hall, and I, Bibi Dong, swear upon my martial soul that I will not pry into your secrets. Furthermore, I will exhaust all resources to cultivate you, ensuring you ascend to Title Douluo before the age of 30."

"How about it?"