Giving Up the Heaven Dou Empire, Just to Call Her Mom in Person

Spirit City, Pope Palace.

Deep within the magnificent and solemn Gothic architecture, the golden splendor exudes a suffocating sense of desolation.

Sunlight streamed through the colorful stained-glass windows hanging high in the dome, casting dappled patterns of light onto the white marble floor tiles in the center of the hall.

Bibi Dong leaned back on the golden Pope Throne, her posture languid yet noble.

The black Pope robes, embroidered with gold, were casually spread out, and her long, straight legs were gently crossed, outlining a breathtakingly perfect figure.

That stunningly beautiful face, capable of captivating all beings, was now unusually devoid of its usual coldness and majesty, instead adorned with a sincere and radiant smile.

On her delicate, jade-like fingertips, she held a top-secret document that had just been delivered by express courier from the Heaven Dou Empire.

The letter was filled with detailed information about the preliminary and qualifying rounds of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament.

As for the insignificant achievements of the other members of the Imperial Fighting Team?

Bibi Dong didn't even glance at him out of the corner of her eye.

Her gaze remained fixed on the name that made her fingertips slightly warm— Lin Qingmo.

"That little rascal didn't even play."

Bibi Dong murmured softly, her long, slender fingers carrying a hint of obsession as she gently stroked the three characters "Lin Qingmo" on the letter paper, her eyes tender to the point of being dangerous.

An image involuntarily flashed in his mind of his future arrogant self, freely unleashing his Soul Power on the Spirit City arena and crushing all the geniuses under his feet.

Just imagining that scene made Bibi Dong feel her heart beating abnormally fast.

What made her cheeks flush with an eerie blush was her anticipation of revealing her identity.

Recalling those nights, Bibi Dong's breathing suddenly quickened.

His warm fingers accidentally brushed against his skin, sending waves of coolness and tingling sensation through him;

The warm breath from the whisper in her ear almost burned away her reason.

As the high and mighty Pope, she held the reins of power over the world.

Yet, they find themselves caught in this dangerous tug-of-war, ostensibly about respecting teachers, but in reality, rife with forbidden taboos.

That twisted possessiveness—the desire to be completely adored by the boy and to possess him entirely—spread wildly within her.

Bibi Dong's face was flushed, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn upwards, forming a beautiful and sincere smile.

That smile was like a spring breeze breaking through the Ice Seal surface of a river, instantly dispelling the long-standing somber atmosphere in the Pope Palace.

However, this tenderness did not last long.

When Bibi Dong turned to the last page of the secret letter.

That captivating smile gradually vanished.

Instead, two delicate eyebrows were deeply furrowed.

She frowned because of something that happened much earlier.

Upon returning from Sea God Island, the first thing she did was to keep everyone on the mainland informed of every little thing happening.

As a result, a shocking piece of gossip was revealed as soon as the market opened.

The sudden death of Xue Qinghe, the Crown Prince the Heaven Dou Empire, has plunged the entire nation into mourning!

This kind of nonsense can only fool the bystanders in Heaven Dou City.

Others might not know who Xue Qinghe is, but how could she, as the Pope, not know?

The so-called Xue Qinghe was actually Qian Renxue in disguise!

She actually faked her death to escape?

Will Qian Renxue die?

That's pure fantasy!

This can only mean one thing: Qian Renxue herself voluntarily gave up the Heaven Dou Empire, which was within her grasp!

What exactly does she want to do?

Bibi Dong's eyes gradually turned cold, and her fingernails dug deeply into the armrests of the throne.

Where can Qian Renxue go after abandoning the Heaven Dou Empire?

They must have rolled back to the Worship Hall and cowered behind that old codger Qian Daoliu!

But why is that?

Could it be that those old bones in the Worship Hall are plotting something behind my back?

Or is Qian Renxue planning to turn against me and cause trouble at the Pope Palace?

The thought of that bastard child who shared the same bloodline as her but was born as an extension of her nightmare filled Bibi Dong with vigilance and resistance in every cell of her body.

Just what I feared most came to pass.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

A series of steady footsteps, tinged with hesitation, suddenly rang out outside the Pope Palace.

The sound traveled along the empty corridor, exceptionally clear and crisp.

Bibi Dong's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints.

His gaze suddenly shot towards the door.

What is she doing here?!

The heavy, gilded gate was slowly pushed open by a surge of Soul Power.

The blinding sunlight streamed in through the gaps, casting a tall, slender silhouette.

Stepping into the light, Qian Renxue entered the Pope Palace, a place she rarely visited.

She changed out of the Crown Prince's everyday clothes that she had been disguised for many years and put back on a pure white, form-fitting palace dress.

Her long, golden hair cascaded down her rounded shoulders like a waterfall, making her flawless, beautiful face appear even more ethereal.

However, beneath Qian Renxue's seemingly calm exterior, her delicate body, hidden within her long sleeves, was trembling slightly.

Before coming to the Pope Palace,

Qian Renxue had already mentally prepared herself countless times in her bedchamber in the Worship Hall.

She practiced her opening remarks in front of the mirror for two whole hours, repeatedly reminding herself of them.

This time, she came with sincerity.

She's here to sever those ridiculous barriers of the past; she absolutely cannot back down!

But,

The moment Qian Renxue raised her head, stepped over the threshold, and met Bibi Dong's gaze, all her psychological defenses crumbled instantly.

Bibi Dong sat on the Pope Throne, her eyes showing no joy at the reunion.

It doesn't even qualify as simple indifference.

It was an instinctive disgust, a rejection as if looking at something filthy, a chilling suspicion!

That gaze was like a blunt knife, piercing deep into Qian Renxue's ribs, causing her heart to clench in excruciating pain.

His fingertips dug deeply into his palm, almost drawing blood.

The intense pain made Qian Renxue's legs feel as heavy as lead.

But after shuffling her toes in place a few times, Qian Renxue gritted her teeth and straightened her spine.

She strode forward to meet Bibi Dong's overwhelming pressure, which surged like a tidal wave.

Once the arrow is released, there's no turning back.

Today, she's determined to make things clear!

"Qian Renxue".

Bibi Dong slowly rose from her throne.

He gently tapped the Pope's Scepter on the ground, making a striking sound.

Her voice was devoid of warmth, like a fierce wind from the Far North sweeping through the hall.

"Who gave you the audacity to unilaterally halt the plan to seize the Heaven Dou Empire?"

"The Spirit Hall has been lying in wait for over a decade, expending countless resources, and you just hand over the entire Heaven Dou Empire with a mere fake death?"

"What exactly do you want?"

Or are you thinking you're all grown up and coming to the Pope Palace to show off your self-importance?!

Every word and sentence is filled with questions and doubts.

Not a single word of concern was expressed, not even a question about whether her feigned death went smoothly.

Of course, most importantly, she was averse to seeing Qian Renxue.

She didn't care about the Heaven Dou Empire at all; she only wanted Qian Renxue to disappear from her sight.

Qian Renxue stopped ten steps away from Bibi Dong.

Hearing these harsh words in my ears,

Her eyes reddened slightly, but she quickly suppressed it with her Soul Power.

She looked at Bibi Dong, who stood high above her, the woman who had given her life but had never offered her a shred of warmth.

Qian Renxue closed her eyes, her chest heaving violently.

She forced herself to take a breath.

When he opened his eyes again, those golden eyes flashed with an unprecedented determination and struggle.

"Mother... Mother."

Qian Renxue's voice trembled slightly, hoarse and stiff.

These two words seemed to have exhausted all her strength.

"I want to... talk to you."

The sound echoed in the hall.

Bibi Dong, who had been pressing forward relentlessly and exuding overwhelming pressure, froze completely before the throne.

That name, which she thought she would never hear again in her life, struck her heart heavily without warning.

"Mother..."

Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed suddenly, and her pupils trembled violently.

For the first time, an incredulous look of astonishment and bewilderment appeared on her usually aloof and elegant face.

Time seemed to flow backward at this moment.

Bibi Dong's fingers trembled slightly as she looked at her daughter, who had grown taller than herself.

Her mind went blank.