Success in Usurping the Throne, Qian Renyu's Attitude!

The throne has been seized, and the attitude of Qian Renyu!

"Grand Elder, you..."

Bibi Dong glared at Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu's resolute words echoed dully throughout the Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong's expression turned hideously distorted; with Qian Daoliu forcefully intervening in the succession of the papal position, there was no way she could keep her seat.

Qian Daoliu did not allow Bibi Dong to continue, his eyes beginning to brim with indifference.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei watched Qian Daoliu's reaction, their hearts hanging by a thread, nearly bursting on the spot.

Qian Daoliu was the Grand Elder of the Martial Soul Hall, in charge of the Worship Hall, and all the powerhouses within it obeyed only his commands.

Anyone capable of entering the Worship Hall was, without exception, a Title Douluo of level 95 or higher.

Even though Qian Daoliu usually kept a hands-off approach, when he truly took charge, they had no standing to offer any opinions in support of Bibi Dong at a time like this.

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth, staring at Qian Daoliu's resolute demeanor. She stopped meeting his gaze and turned her icy, murderous eyes toward Qian Renyu, who was still sitting on the throne suspended in mid-air.

At this moment, even though Qian Renyu was her own son, a piece of flesh born from her own body, there was not a shred of maternal affection in Bibi Dong's eyes.

"Since you want this position, I hope you can truly sit firmly in it!"

"Once I have finished handling all my affairs, if you lack the capability, I will make sure today's events repeat themselves upon you!"

"This position is not as easy to sit in as you imagine!"

Bibi Dong's face was gloomy as she growled through gritted teeth.

A cold sneer played on the corners of Qian Renyu's mouth; seeing his 'biological mother' lose her composure, he remained completely indifferent.

A brilliant red light erupted once more within the Pope's Palace, and the Brilliant Golden Throne dissolved into specks of light, vanishing into nothingness.

Qian Renyu descended from the air, standing calmly not far from Bibi Dong. Facing her look of extreme gloom, he laughed coldly: "There is no need for you to worry about that."

"Likewise, I do not need to tell you how I intend to secure this position!"

Bibi Dong felt a lump in her throat. Clutching the Pope's Scepter tightly, she looked at Qian Renyu with a fierce but hollow glare before turning her gaze toward Qian Daoliu.

"Grand Elder, I hope you will not regret today's decision!"

Bibi Dong let out a low shout, ultimately not daring to unleash her full power to clash head-on with Qian Daoliu at this moment.

Accepting that her position as Pope had been usurped, she leaned on the Pope's Scepter and walked coldly toward the exit.

The position had already been taken, and with Qian Daoliu's support, there was no possibility of reclaiming it; Bibi Dong did not want to become a laughingstock here.

Qian Daoliu watched as Bibi Dong departed, her threats echoing in his ears, his expression becoming exceptionally complex.

Memories from many years ago surfaced in his mind involuntarily.

When Qian Xunji died years ago, Qian Daoliu knew full well that it was Bibi Dong's doing, and he truly wanted to strike her down on the spot.

However, in the end, for the sake of Qian Renyu and Qian Renue, and wanting to buy more time for the siblings to grow, he chose to show mercy.

Now that Qian Renyu had become a Title Douluo and possessed a miraculous martial soul like the Brilliant Golden Throne, his years of forbearance had finally come to an end.

"Xiaoyu, your position won't be easy to sit in from here on out!"

Qian Daoliu sighed deeply: "If you hadn't revealed your strength today, Grandfather wouldn't even have known your true capabilities!"

"Before doing something like this, you should have come to the Worship Hall to discuss it with me!"

Qian Renyu smiled slightly, seeing the faint helplessness in Qian Daoliu's expression, and realized that Qian Daoliu did not mind him taking the papal seat.

It was just that everything had happened too suddenly, and Qian Daoliu had been completely unprepared.

"Grandfather, the Martial Soul Hall has been biding its time for too long. If we let her continue to lead its development, the only thing awaiting us is destruction."

"With the Spirit Master Tournament finals currently underway, people from all the major powers in the world are watching. It is easier for the world to acknowledge this transfer of power now."

"Let them know that it is I who holds the reins of the Martial Soul Hall now!!"

Qian Renyu spoke calmly, an unparalleled arrogance erupting from his body as he spoke.

Standing alone within the Pope's Palace, his upright figure was like a pillar capable of holding up the heavens.

Qian Daoliu thought to himself that he was indeed getting old, his complex expression not fading much: "Whatever you wish to do, Grandfather will naturally support you."

"But now that you have taken control of the Martial Soul Hall, how will you handle her affairs?"

"From the moment you decided to seize the throne, you must have already had an answer in your heart!"

Qian Renyu fell slightly silent.

He stared in the direction of Bibi Dong's departure for a brief moment.

After a moment of contemplation, a terrifying soul power isolated Yue Guan and Gui Mei from himself and Qian Daoliu.

"Born but not raised, a severed finger can repay the debt!"

"Born and raised, a severed head can repay the debt!"

"Not born but raised, there is no way to repay it!"

"Although she gave birth to me and Xiao Xue, she never raised us."

"If it weren't for you, Grandfather, protecting us with all your might when we were children, we would have likely perished long ago!"

"I hold no deep affection for her. When the time is ripe, I will sever all ties and debts."

"Once that debt is severed, I will send her to her grave!"

The indifferent voice echoed in the ears of Qian Daoliu.

Though the words sounded calm, they were deafening in this moment.

The complex expression on Qian Daoliu's face deepened; he was both surprised and unsurprised by Qian Renyu's 'three-nurture' response.

He had been a witness to everything regarding the siblings' childhood, and he knew very well how many times Bibi Dong had harbored the intent to kill them.

Even the infiltration mission in the Heaven Dou Empire had been a decision made arbitrarily by Bibi Dong.

Qian Daoliu still remembered when that mission was assigned; the original intention was for Qian Renyu to carry it out, but in the end, Qian Renxue took it upon herself.

Back then, Qian Renyu had already cast a look of immense hatred toward Bibi Dong.

Now, all that hatred had finally reached the moment of eruption.

"Very well, you may decide these matters as you see fit!"

"Remember what I just said; I only wish to see Martial Soul Hall continue to thrive."

"I believe you can become a qualified Pope!"

Qian Daoliu fell silent for a moment, patted Qian Renyu gently on the shoulder, and walked out of the Pope's Palace with his hands behind his back.

Qian Renyu watched Qian Daoliu leave, then dissipated the soul power that had isolated Yue Guan and Gui Mei, his cold gaze falling upon the two of them.

Meeting Qian Renyu's eyes, Yue Guan and Gui Mei were both startled, standing stiffly as they looked at him with apprehension.

Qian Renyu scrutinized them for a moment before coldly huffing: "Pass down my imperial decree: summon all elders at the Title Douluo level to this place immediately!"

"Those who are absent shall be executed without mercy!!"