Qian Renxue: What Exactly Is Their Relationship?!

A tall figure in a luxurious golden battle robe stood silently in the distance.

Qian Renxue's body was unusually stiff.

Her hands were clenched tightly in her sleeves, her nails almost digging into her flesh.

An unprecedented look of confusion appeared on that exquisitely beautiful, flawless face.

"Impossible..."

"Absolutely impossible..."

Qian Renxue roared madly in her heart.

Others don't understand that woman.

Doesn't Qian Renxue know this?

The woman known as Bibi Dong was ruthless, bloodthirsty, paranoid, and driven by self-interest.

For power and strength, she can crush any obstacle in the world.

Faced with a Hundred-Thousand-Year Transformed Soul Beast that came to their doorstep.

Given Bibi Dong's temperament, she would definitely not hesitate to kill him.

But what about now?

Lin Qingmo merely put forward an absurd theory riddled with flaws.

Bibi Dong readily agreed and released the person.

Even before leaving.

Qian Renxue clearly saw a very subtle hint of coquettishness and tenderness flash across the woman's eyes.

That look in his eyes.

The woman she called her mother never gave her a single penny in her entire life.

"Why..."

Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and her heart pounded violently.

Why did she compromise with Lin Qingmo?

Why would she look at a boy like that?

What unspeakable secret is hidden between them?!

Suspicion Entanglement Qian Renxue's heart like a venomous snake.

Watching Lin Qingmo and the rest of the Heaven Dou Team leisurely walk away.

Qian Renxue gritted her teeth, a resolute glint flashing in her eyes.

"Lin Qingmo..."

"I must find out exactly what you did to that woman!"

Spirit City, along the ten-mile-long official road.

On both sides were desolate wastelands with jagged rocks.

The air still carried the burnt smell of the battle between Titled Douluo.

Ning Fengzhi walked forward, stepping on the gravel.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong stood guard on either side of him.

The two old men had their brows furrowed.

After a long while, Bone Douluo slapped his forehead.

"Having lived most of my life, I truly don't understand Bibi Dong anymore."

"A Hundred-Thousand-Year Transformed Soul Beast was right under her nose, and she actually just said 'let's release it'?"

"When did those bandits from the Spirit Hall, who plunder every passing goose, start running a charity?"

Sword Douluo shook his head slightly.

"This woman's thoughts are unfathomable."

"The situation today is strange no matter how you look at it."

Lin Qingmo walked beside him.

The young man, with a perfectly measured smile, cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.

"Many Sect Master Ning and the two seniors for speaking up for justice today."

"If it weren't for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's support, those monsters and demons from the Clear Sky Sect probably wouldn't have retreated so easily."

Ning Fengzhi waved his hands repeatedly and smiled gently.

"Young friend Qingmo, there's no need for such formality."

"Ning Rongrong's current Spirit King cultivation level is entirely due to your meticulous guidance in the Heaven Dou Team."

"Furthermore, you even helped Ning Rongrong evolve the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda into the supreme Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."

"If we really want to calculate it, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect owes you an immense debt of gratitude."

Ning Rongrong stood beside Lin Qingmo.

The little girl held her head high with pride, like a pampered little princess.

But a hint of relief flickered in her bright, expressive eyes.

She patted her chest inwardly and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Dad, Sword Grandpa Bone Grandpa didn't join in the attack.

Otherwise, she really wouldn't know how to face Xiao Wu, her sister, in the future.

Ning Fengzhi glanced at Xiao Wu, who was walking at the back of the group.

The young girl looked tense, and her words were clearly wary.

The instinctive aversion of Transformed Soul Beast to Titled Douluo could not be erased after all.

The old fox, understanding the situation perfectly, immediately stopped in his tracks.

"Young friend Qingmo, even a thousand miles of farewell must come to an end. Let us part ways here."

Ning Fengzhi out and placed his hand on Lin Qingmo's shoulder.

His expression became more serious than ever before.

"Before parting, I, Ning, would like to say a few words."

"We must remain extremely vigilant against the Spirit Hall."

"Bibi Dong is ruthless and cruel; she is definitely not a kind person."

"Don't fall into her trap just because she's compliant and kind today."

Lin Qingmo nodded repeatedly, appearing to be learning something.

"Sect Master Ning is absolutely right; this junior will certainly keep it in mind."

But deep down, he was already ranting and raving.

The old fox was still terrified of the Spirit Hall to the core.

Unfortunately, you could never have imagined this.

The aloof and ruthless His Holiness the Pope of.

I packed her up and brought her to my bed last night.

They've even set up a trap here.

It's really hard to say who has fallen into whose "trap".

Ning Fengzhi extended the invitation with a smile.

"Once we return to Heaven Dou City, if young friend Qingmo has the time, you must bring Ning Rongrong to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for a chat."

Lin Qingmo spoke gently, giving a perfectly standard Tai Chi-style answer.

"If I have enough time later in the trip, I will definitely pay you a visit."

Ning Fengzhi said no more.

The two Douluo, Sword and Bone, had their Soul Power surging, and together with Ning Fengzhi, they transformed into three streams of light and soared into the sky.

The valley was quiet and secluded.

The clear spring water gurgled and tinkled.

Having escaped the hustle and bustle of the official road, the members of the Imperial Fighting Team finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Liu Erlong plopped down on a rock, a hint of worry in her beautiful eyes.

"A-Qing, what are our plans next?"

"Xiao Wu's identity as Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast has been completely exposed."

"You've managed to suppress the Spirit Hall this time, but once the news spreads throughout the continent, there's no guarantee that those reclusive families and sects won't harbor wicked intentions."

"The allure of Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring and Soul Bone is enough to make any Soul Master lose their mind."

Dugu Yan crossed her arms, her green hair fluttering in the wind, her delicate eyebrows furrowed in a frown.

A flicker of wariness crossed Zhu Zhuqing's cold, icy eyes.

Bai Chenxiang and Ye Lingling also looked worried.

Only Ning Rongrong held Xiao Wu's little hand and angrily waved her little fist.

"Anyone who dares to come, I'll have my Sword Bone Grandpa beat them to death!"

Lin Qingmo was amused by the little girl.

"What's the panic?"

"The chaos on land has no bearing on the sea."

"In a couple of days, we'll set off directly for Sea God Island to continue the Sea God Trial."

"In the vast depths of the ocean, the Sea God Douluo Poseidon guards the way. If these greedy little fish on land dare to chase after us into the sea, they're just offering ourselves up as food to the sea spirit beasts."

Upon hearing the words "Sea God Island," the women's eyes lit up.

Yes!

Sea God Island is a forbidden zone for land-based Soul Master!

Even if those sects had ten times the courage, they wouldn't dare to run wild on Sea God Island!

Dugu Bo picked at his ear and leaned against the tree trunk.

"Kid, shall we head back to Heaven Dou City?"

Lin Qingmo rolled her eyes.

Why go back to Heaven Dou City?

"Should we listen to Xue Ye's empty promises, or deal with those annoying nobles' attempts to win us over?"

"You'll camp here in the wilderness tonight."

"Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, Chen Xiang, the three of you should fuse your Soul Bone tonight."

"Now that we've improved our strength, let's make a run for it tomorrow."

After arranging everything, Lin Qingmo stood up and stretched.

"You all continue refining it. I'm going back to Spirit City to take care of some personal matters."

None of the women thought much of it, assuming he was going to handle the procedures for the Spirit Hall's subsequent matches.

Only Lin Qingmo's lips curled into an extremely cunning and wicked smile.

He holds the key to the secret passage to the Pope Bedchamber.

How could I not go back and give my aloof Master a "recap" of tonight's Oscar-worthy acting?