Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue

"Tell me, what do you want from me?" Qian Renxue quickly arrived within the Pope Hall.

From beginning to end, Qian Renxue had always carried a hope in her heart. Although she never showed Bibi Dong a good face, deep down she still longed for Bibi Dong's approval—otherwise, she wouldn't have gone undercover in the Heaven Dou Empire.

"Oh? Is this the attitude you give me when we meet?" Bibi Dong looked at the cold-faced Qian Renxue before her, yet spoke with a teasing smile.

"Then what attitude would you like me to use toward you? Sister!" The last word, "sister," was gritted out through Qian Renxue's teeth.

Though Qian Renxue was somewhat puzzled that Bibi Dong would actually smile upon seeing her, she still kept her expression unchanged.

"I know you hold resentment over how I've treated you all these years, but there's a reason for it." Bibi Dong herself knew how much she had hurt Qian Renxue in those past years, so she could only sigh helplessly.

As she sighed, a look of pain also appeared on Bibi Dong's face.

Seeing the expression on Bibi Dong's face, Qian Renxue's heart surged with endless bitterness. But she had experienced too many disappointments; she couldn't bring herself to believe this time would be any different.

Getting no response from Qian Renxue, Bibi Dong had expected as much, so she continued speaking.

"You went to see Xiao Yu today?" Bibi Dong looked at Qian Renxue, at that face so similar to her own.

No matter how much of a bastard Qian Xunji was, Qian Renxue was ultimately innocent—her arrival in this world wasn't something she could have chosen.

But upon hearing Bibi Dong's words, Qian Renxue's expression, which had softened slightly, turned even colder.

What was I even hoping for? How could she ever truly feel anything for me? Qian Renxue thought bitterly to herself.

"I thought you called me here for something important. Turns out it's just about that disciple of yours." Qian Renxue sneered at Bibi Dong.

"Xiao Xue, I know you hold a grudge against me. That's only natural." Bibi Dong naturally understood what Qian Renxue was thinking, but she didn't know how to explain now. The misunderstandings between them had festered for too long.

"Some things aren't as they appear on the surface. Before this, I truly wished I could kill you. But now, I've come to terms with it." Bibi Dong looked at Qian Renxue and let out a helpless sigh.

"As for why I treated you that way, you can ask your grandfather, Qian Daoliu. He knows." Even though Bibi Dong had changed her attitude toward Qian Renxue now, when she mentioned Qian Daoliu and Qian Xunji, her face still bore a fierce hatred.

Seeing Bibi Dong's expression and hearing her words, Qian Renxue grew confused.

Before, whenever Bibi Dong faced her, that same look would appear—a face full of hatred. But now, Bibi Dong's hatred wasn't directed at her.

"Heh, do you really think I'll believe what you're saying?" Though Qian Renxue didn't know what had happened, after being disappointed countless times, she wouldn't let herself hope just because of a few words from Bibi Dong.

"I know you won't believe it so easily, and I'm not asking you to change your attitude right away. Once you learn the truth from Qian Daoliu, I think you'll be able to judge for yourself." Bibi Dong said nothing more.

Instead, she reached out and produced the Immortal Herb that Lin Yu had given her—the Silver Leaf Aurora.

The moment the Silver Leaf Aurora appeared, a powerful light energy filled the entire Pope Hall.

Qian Renxue, who had been pondering the meaning of Bibi Dong's words, now had her attention drawn entirely to the Immortal Herb Bibi Dong had taken out.

"What is this?" Qian Renxue stared at Bibi Dong with some excitement.

"This is an Immortal Herb, the Silver Leaf Aurora. It belongs to the light element and will bring you great benefits." Bibi Dong handed it directly to Qian Renxue.

"For me?" Qian Renxue looked at Bibi Dong in disbelief.

"Mm, it's for you." Bibi Dong nodded.

"Is Lin Yu so powerful because he took an Immortal Herb? That a mere Soul King without even a Soul Ring could leave me, a Soul Emperor, completely helpless?" Qian Renxue took the Immortal Herb, but her eyes locked onto Bibi Dong.

"You're no match for him?" Hearing Qian Renxue's words, Bibi Dong grew curious.

Though she didn't pay much attention to her daughter, Bibi Dong still acknowledged Qian Renxue's strength.

Not only had she reached the Soul Emperor realm at such a young age, but she also possessed a God-level Martial Soul. Even an ordinary Soul Saint shouldn't have been able to leave her completely helpless.

"You don't know?" Bibi Dong's reaction puzzled Qian Renxue, and her finely arched brows furrowed slightly.

Bibi Dong shook her head.

"That little guy is very mysterious. While he did take an Immortal Herb, the one he consumed was mainly for Foundation Strengthening—it only enhanced his Soul Power, nothing more.

I'm not very clear on his actual strength either." Thinking of Lin Yu, the corners of Bibi Dong's mouth involuntarily lifted.

Seeing the smile at the corners of Bibi Dong's mouth, Qian Renxue felt a pang of jealousy.

"You really do dote on that disciple of yours. I doubt even your female disciple Hu Liena gets treatment like this." Qian Renxue sneered at Bibi Dong.

"Why would you think that? He found the Immortal Herb, so he naturally has the right to use it. Even the one in your hands was given to me by him." Bibi Dong looked at Qian Renxue.

"He gave me this Immortal Herb hoping to ease the relationship between us. But he doesn't know the full story of what happened between us—it won't be that easy for us to reconcile.

After all, between us lies what, to you, is a father's blood debt!" Bibi Dong spoke without reservation.

But the moment Bibi Dong's words fell, Qian Daoliu's figure appeared beside them.

"Bibi Dong, you're saying too much." Qian Daoliu looked at Bibi Dong with a cold expression.

"Old thing, now you're in a hurry? Then why didn't you show up to stop it when your son did what he did? You're certainly quick to interfere now." Bibi Dong showed no regard for Qian Daoliu's face.

"Bibi Dong, you should know there are secrets behind this." Qian Daoliu's face darkened as he looked at Bibi Dong.

"Enough, stop arguing. Grandpa, let's go back first." Qian Renxue cut off their quarrel and turned to leave the Pope Hall directly.

Her instincts told her that for Bibi Dong to hate her own daughter so much, something must have happened that Bibi Dong simply couldn't accept.

Seeing Qian Renxue leave, Qian Daoliu's expression turned icy, and he too left the Pope Hall without another word.

After the two had gone, Bibi Dong slumped back into her chair, looking defeated.

"Xiao Yu, I'm afraid I've let your kindness go to waste." Bibi Dong smiled bitterly, her gaze lost as it drifted toward the Worship Hall.