As If in a Dream

"You... you're Xue'er... Qian Renxue!"

Bibi Dong stared in horror at the golden figure that had suddenly appeared.

"You can recognize me? Seems you're not completely blind!"

Qian Renxue said coldly.

"No, you're not her!"

"As you can see, she is Qian Renxue, but not the one you know."

Bai Mo stepped forward at the opportune moment to clarify.

"Xue'er!"

Qian Daoliu reappeared abruptly! It seemed he had been hiding in the shadows, watching the spectacle.

"Grandfather..."

Qian Renxue murmured. She didn't remember her own timeline, but she knew that in the Douluo II timeline, her grandfather had died for her.

"Bai Mo, I think you owe us an explanation!"

Bibi Dong said fiercely. She saw Qian Renxue take out a small purple orb similar to her own origin.

"So, this is what happened. Simply put, the Qian Renxue before you is from ten thousand years in the future."

"Hahaha! Good, good, good!"

Qian Daoliu burst into laughter. Looking at the radiant Qian Renxue, he knew his final wish had been fulfilled!

Bibi Dong looked at the god-like Qian Renxue with complex emotions, remaining silent.

"I trained your disciple, and in the future, she did some foolish things."

Qian Renxue suppressed her emotions. She knew that since Bai Mo had arrived, he wouldn't let her lose her grandfather.

With that, she stared intently at Bibi Dong and said.

"She is my disciple!"

Bibi Dong naturally wouldn't back down in front of Qian Renxue, unless she was about to die.

"Before that! She is a member of the Martial Soul Hall!"

Qian Renxue stepped forward, her gaze meeting Bibi Dong's face-to-face, the distance between them less than a fist.

"I've long regarded her as my own daughter..."

Bibi Dong chuckled softly and said. She knew exactly what to say to strike the hardest blow to her daughter.

Qian Renxue turned her head.

She grabbed Bai Mo's arm, who was spectating.

"Now, your daughter is my man's slave."

Bibi Dong's face instantly darkened.

"Bai Mo, can you punish her for me? I'll do anything you want tonight~"

Qian Renxue kissed Bai Mo directly on the lips, in front of Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu, and Hu Liena, who was peacefully sleeping.

Qian Daoliu turned away, unable to bear watching. He planned to talk to Xue'er after the mother and daughter finished their conversation.

Bai Mo closed his eyes, savoring the moment of tenderness.

His consciousness sank into his sea of consciousness, searching for what prop to use this time.

[Spirit-Suppressing Talisman] (Purple Material)

Description: Legend has it that after Rupert stirred up a disaster among inorganic beings, the Fairy Boat's Aurumatons also rebelled, slaughtering indiscriminately. To prevent further chaos, artisans used talismans to impose restrictions, stripping the Aurumatons of their ability to think.

"What did you do to make this guy go crazy?"

"I didn't do anything! I just... wiped that golden talisman."

Bai Mo spat out the small tongue that had entered his mouth.

Bai Mo moved Qian Renxue behind him.

"You intend to be my enemy!"

Bibi Dong roared, though she felt a little guilty. If she were to be turned into that appearance in front of Xue'er, she might as well die!

Bai Mo chuckled lightly.

Its eyes and hair turned golden.

Behind him, "Qian Renxue" directly appeared.

It was the Martial Soul summoned by Bai Mo—the Six-Winged Angel (Qian Renxue version!)!

Snap!

Bai Mo snapped his fingers again, and Bibi Dong was swiftly flung out of the Pope's Palace!

But this time, it wasn't a pocket watch! A hat transformed into a golden hair accessory and was placed on Bai Mo's head!

Bai Mo controlled his Soul Power Level to stop at 99.9999, as killing Bibi Dong too quickly wouldn't be satisfying!

Just kidding, the truth is that Bai Mo hadn't fought a serious battle since he was six years old, except for the occasional scuffle with Wu Feng!

This time, he was eager to try!

"How is this possible!"

Bibi Dong glared furiously at Bai Mo, who had charged out with the Angel Martial Soul!

"Dongzi, no need to say anything else, let me beat you up, and I'll take responsibility for you!"

"You're courting death!"

Bibi Dong immediately summoned her Martial Soul!

Why didn't she use Martial Soul Possession?

With so many people focused on this battle, would she still have any face as the Pope after possessing her Martial Soul?

"This fight is boring, come in with me!"

Snap!

Another snap of his fingers!

A ring appeared behind Bai Mo!

This ring rapidly expanded until it encompassed the entire Martial Soul City!

Bibi Dong regained her senses, shook her head, and found herself standing on an arena stage, with the smirking Bai Mo opposite her!

Feeling a power in her body comparable to Martial Soul Possession, Bibi Dong looked at herself in horror!

The result...

A tight purple battle dress with spider lily patterns wrapped around her body.

It was exactly her dream self!

And she hadn't transformed into the appearance she detested!

Bibi Dong was stunned!

"Here! I didn't realize your aesthetic sense was so on point! How could you have fallen for that guy Gangzi who's always farting?"

Bai Mo harshly mocked Bibi Dong!

The entire Martial Soul City was now covered in a layer of Memoria.

It could be considered a small Penacony.

Naturally, with Bai Mo's help, Bibi Dong had transformed her image in the dream to this desired appearance!

"Teacher, go!"

"Pope Exalted One, go!"

"Handsome guy, go!"

Feeling the calls, Bibi Dong suddenly turned her head!

She saw a sea of people outside the arena, with her student Hu Liena at the very front!

And she was waving a glowing stick in her hand!

It looked very lively!

"Bai Mo, is this form permanent?"

Bibi Dong ignored Bai Mo's teasing and focused on her Martial Soul.

"What are you thinking! Dongzi! This is a dream, understand! Are we fighting or not!"

Bai Mo rolled his eyes. Of course, he could help Bibi Dong solve the defect of her Martial Soul, but she was already thinking of attacking him!

"You are very outstanding, Bai Mo, I will not kill you! After I win, I will imprison you in a secret chamber until you join the Martial Soul Hall!"

Bai Mo raised the Angel Holy Sword and made a gesture of invitation.

Seeing Bai Mo's lack of self-awareness, Bibi Dong's expression turned cold, and she decided to teach him a lesson!

"Eternal Wound!"

A soul power sickle appeared in Bibi Dong's left hand, and she slashed fiercely at Bai Mo!

"First Soul Skill! Flame Bombardment!"

Bai Mo shouted, and a golden-red flame shot from the Angel Holy Sword towards Bibi Dong's attacking right hand!

As for why Bai Mo's soul skills were different from Qian Renxue's?

It was naturally because Bai Mo's soul skills were all self-adjusted!

Who ever heard of an angel not being an angel!

A roar erupted!

Without absorbing any combat experience, Bai Mo's fighting experience was abysmal, and he was still waiting for the outcome of the clash.

A purple figure surged out of the smoke, a high-heeled foot lashing out to kick Bai Mo squarely in the chest!

"Damn it! Third Soul Skill—Undefeated Body! Eighth Soul Skill—Sacred Body!"

Bai Mo manipulated the particles of his own flesh, refusing to dodge!

He took the kick head-on, locking Bibi Dong's leg firmly within his own body!

"Even if I lack experience, can't I still trade my life for yours? Sacred Domain, activate! Ninth Soul Skill—Heavenly Blade Judgment!"

A colossal Angelic Sword hovered directly above their tightly fused bodies!