Bibi Dong Imprisoned

Not far away.

Sensing the battle aura produced by the clash between the two, Spirit Hall's consecrators and elders were rushing over at top speed.

After noticing this.

Qian Daoliu cast a Soul Power barrier, enveloping the Pope's Palace, unwilling to let anyone else enter or spy on them.

Then, with a beckoning gesture, he retrieved the two brilliantly glowing Leg Spirit Bones of the Angel God Set from the bed into his Soul Tool.

Bibi Dong silently watched Qian Daoliu's actions, the corners of her lips lifting into a mocking sneer once more. She secretly sneered, So he doesn't want the family shame exposed. Just as expected of you, Qian Daoliu.

Seeing Bibi Dong's mocking expression, Qian Daoliu was utterly enraged. At that moment, he truly had the urge to kill Bibi Dong with a single slap.

But when he thought of his granddaughter, Qian Renxue.

His heart softened, and he repeatedly weighed the matter in his mind:

Xiao Xue has already lost her father. Must she lose her mother too?

Spirit Hall has lost its Pope. Xiao Xue is still young and unsuitable to become Pope just yet. I must guard the Angel Statue. Though I can temporarily manage political affairs, that is not a long-term solution.

Spirit Hall's foundation needs a Pope to watch over it.

At present, the only one suited to be Pope is Bibi Dong before me. Whether in talent, aptitude, or intelligence, she meets every requirement. She is fully qualified for the position.

I can temporarily hand the position of Pope to her and have her manage things for Xiao Xue. Once Xiao Xue is capable, Bibi Dong can step down and return it to her.

Perfect. That's what I'll do.

However, I can't hand the position of Pope to her so easily. I need to temper her temperament. For Xiao Xue's safety, I must also give her a warning.

After deliberating for a long time, Qian Daoliu reached a decision.

He looked at Bibi Dong and said coolly:

"I can overlook your killing of Ji'er. He brought it upon himself. A life for a life—I hope you can let go of your hatred because of this. I can even recommend you for the position of Pope and let you take charge of Spirit Hall."

"What? You won't kill me, and you'll even give me the position of Pope?"

Bibi Dong's eyes widened in surprise. She found it hard to believe, and her mind went blank for a moment.

She could not understand it. Frowning, she thought to herself:

Has this old bastard gone senile? I killed his own son, and he can still let me go? He can actually endure that? I really can't underestimate him...

Qian Daoliu said coldly:

"Don't misunderstand. I am doing this all for Xiao Xue. Otherwise, I would kill you with one slap right now. Letting you become Pope is also your atonement. You need only serve well as Pope and manage Spirit Hall's affairs properly. Lay a solid foundation for Xiao Xue to take control of Spirit Hall in the future."

Then, he announced Bibi Dong's punishment:

"From now on, return to your Saintess Hall. Without my orders, you are not to take even half a step outside Saintess Hall!"

Bibi Dong remained silent and said nothing more. Lowering her head, she sneered repeatedly in her heart:

Hmph! In the end, you just want me to willingly become a puppet of the Qian Family. Heh, Qian Daoliu, just as expected of you!

But do you think I'll foolishly allow you to control me? You'll regret handing the position of Pope to me!

Bibi Dong clenched her delicate fists, secretly swearing in her heart:

I must increase my strength as quickly as possible. When that time comes... Qian Daoliu, don't even think about seeing through me again!

Qian Daoliu waited for a while and saw that Bibi Dong remained silent, with no intention of responding.

He looked at Bibi Dong sternly and continued:

"Furthermore, I must warn you: you are not to lay a hand on Xiao Xue! Otherwise, you will see that piece of trash's corpse. You should know who I mean!"

"You dare?!" Bibi Dong abruptly raised her head.

She finally stopped remaining silent. She shrieked sharply, her face so dark it seemed ready to drip water.

As for that weak and useless man.

She had truly loved him back then.

But after so many years, that love had long since faded considerably.

To say she still loved him would be an exaggeration; there was more hatred than love now.

She was no longer the foolish Bibi Dong she had once been. She had long seen through some things.

She simply was unwilling and did not want to admit it.

Otherwise, all her years of persistence would lose their meaning.

So, she would not allow anything to happen to that man.

This Bibi Dong clearly has perfect qualities in every regard—peerless beauty, a graceful figure, extraordinary talent—yet why is she such an unreasonable, foolish woman with a love-struck brain? What is so precious about that piece of trash?

Qian Daoliu could not help grinding his teeth, his head aching for a moment.

However, seeing that he had grasped Bibi Dong's weakness and that she looked like a bristling cat.

He felt much more at ease. At least I don't need to worry about her attacking Xiao Xue. Still, I have to keep a close watch on her at all times.

Qian Daoliu decided to warn Bibi Dong once more:

"You had better do as I say! You should understand that if I wish to do something, you cannot stop me at all!"

"Hmph! I can do as you say." Bibi Dong compromised.

She gave Qian Daoliu a cold glance and said:

"But you had better keep your promise as well. Otherwise, even if it costs me my life, I will destroy the Qian Family's Angel lineage."

She actually doubted his credibility... Qian Daoliu was slightly displeased and emphasized, "I am not someone who breaks his word. Naturally, I will do as I say."

Then he continued:

"As for Ji'er's death, I will place the blame on Tang Hao."

"Ji'er was severely wounded by him and could be said to have died because of him. No one will suspect anything if the blame is placed on him."

"Furthermore, Jin Ming, the only son of Second Worship, was also killed by Tang Hao. Spirit Hall must settle this debt sooner or later."

"And you must keep your mouth shut as well. This matter is known only to you and me. I do not want Xiao Xue to know that you killed her father—not even the slightest hint."

"As you wish."

Bibi Dong said to Qian Daoliu, while thinking to herself:

Why not let someone else take the blame? But I never expected this old bastard to willingly set aside his hatred and actively help me escape the charge of murdering the Pope. It seems he truly values Qian Renxue... For the sake of his granddaughter, he can even endure the pain of losing his son. He can actually go this far...

No, I need to find a way to send Qian Renxue away from Spirit City. Otherwise, I'm truly afraid that one day I won't be able to stop myself from attacking her.

Just as the two reached an agreement.

The many consecrators and elders moved quickly, arriving at Pope Palace once again.

"What happened? Why has the Grand Consecrator released his Martial Soul again?"

The many consecrators and elders were utterly bewildered.

At that moment, Qian Daoliu's majestic voice suddenly exploded in everyone's ears:

"His Holiness the Pope has fallen!"

"Elder Jin Ming has fallen!"

"The culprit is the heir of the Clear Sky Sect—Tang Hao!"

"From this day forth, all members of Spirit Hall are to hunt Tang Hao with all their strength!"

"I want him to pay for his crimes with his life!"

Upon hearing Qian Daoliu's words, everyone was shocked and could not help whispering among themselves:

"What?"

"His Holiness the Pope has fallen?"

"What happened?"

"Wasn't he only severely injured?"

Qian Daoliu ignored the crowd's discussion.

He ordered two men among them, who looked almost identical:

"Qian Jun, Jiang Mo, escort the Holy Maiden back to Saintess Hall. Then stand guard outside the door. Without my orders, no one is permitted to enter or leave. Anyone who dares intrude will be killed without mercy! Even if it is a fly, destroy it for me!"