"You... You're Xiao Xue... Qian Renxue!"
Bibi Dong stared in shock at the golden figure that had suddenly appeared.
"You recognized me. I see you're not completely blind after all!"
Qian Renxue said coldly.
"No, that's not her!"
"As you can see, she is Qian Renxue, but not the one you know."
Bai Mo stepped forward to explain.
"Xue'er!"
Qian Daoliu suddenly appeared again! It seemed he'd been hiding nearby, enjoying the show.
"Grandpa..."
Qian Renxue murmured. She couldn't remember exactly what her own timeline had been like, 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 viciously. She'd seen Qian Renxue take out a purple sphere that resembled her own origin.
"Long story short, this Qian Renxue standing before you is from ten thousand years in the future."
"Hahaha! Excellent! Excellent!"
Qian Daoliu laughed heartily as he gazed at the dazzling Qian Renxue. He knew that his final wish had been fulfilled!
Bibi Dong gazed at the deified Qian Renxue with mixed feelings and said nothing.
"Your disciple was trained by me. In the future, she'll do some stupid things."
Qian Renxue reined in her emotions. Since Bai Mo had come, she knew he wouldn't let her lose her grandfather.
With that, she fixed her gaze on Bibi Dong.
"She's my disciple!"
Bibi Dong naturally wouldn't back down in front of Qian Renxue—unless she wanted to die on the spot.
"Before that, she was a member of Spirit Hall!"
Qian Renxue stepped forward and stared Bibi Dong right in the face. They stood less than a fist's width apart.
"I've long since thought of her as my own daughter..."
Bibi Dong chuckled softly and spoke slowly. She knew exactly what to say to hurt her daughter the most.
Qian Renxue turned around.
She wrapped her arms around Bai Mo's arm as he watched the drama unfold.
"Now your daughter is my man's slave."
Bibi Dong's face darkened at once.
"Bai Mo, punish her for me, okay? I'll do whatever you want tonight~"
Right in front of Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu, and Hu Liena, who was sleeping peacefully, Qian Renxue kissed Bai Mo on the lips.
Unable to watch, Qian Daoliu turned around, planning to wait until mother and daughter had finished talking before having a chat with Xue'er.
Bai Mo closed his eyes, savoring that brief moment of tenderness.
His consciousness sank into his mindscape to see what item he could use this time.
[Spirit-Suppressing Talisman] (Purple Material)
Description: Legend has it that after inorganic lifeforms wrought havoc in Rupert, the Aurumatons of the Fairy Boat also rebelled and went on a killing spree. To prevent the disaster from rising again, artisans used talismans to bind them, stripping away their ability to think.
"What did you do to make that thing go berserk?"
"I didn't do anything! I just... wiped that golden talisman a little."
Bai Mo stuck out the little tongue that had slipped into his mouth.
Bai Mo moved Qian Renxue behind him.
"You dare make an enemy of me!"
Bibi Dong roared, though she was actually feeling a little uneasy. If she were turned into that sort of thing in front of Xue'er, she'd rather die!
Bai Mo chuckled.
His eyes and hair turned gold.
"Qian Renxue" appeared behind him.
It was the Martial Soul Bai Mo had summoned—the Six-Winged Angel (Qian Renxue Edition)!
Snap!
Bai Mo snapped his fingers again, and Bibi Dong shot out of the Pope's Palace.
But this time, it wasn't the Pocket Watch! A hat transformed into a golden hair ornament and settled on Bai Mo's head!
Bai Mo controlled his Soul Power Level, stopping at level 99.9999. If his level were too high, he might kill Bibi Dong in one hit, and Qian Renxue wouldn't get to vent her anger!
Just kidding. In truth, aside from fighting with Wu Feng before he was six, Bai Mo had hardly ever gotten into a proper fight.
This time, he was eager to give it a try!
"How is this possible?!"
Bibi Dong glared furiously at Bai Mo as he charged out with an Angel Martial Soul.
"Dongzi, no need to say anything. Let me beat you up, and I'll take responsibility for you!"
"You're asking for death!"
Bibi Dong immediately summoned her Martial Soul.
Why didn't she use Martial Soul Possession?
Who knew how many people were watching this fight? If she used Possession, what would become of the Pope's dignity?
"This is no fun. Come inside with me!"
Snap!
Bai Mo snapped his fingers again.
A ring appeared behind him.
The ring expanded rapidly until it covered all of Spirit City!
Bibi Dong, now fully conscious, shook her head and found herself standing in an arena, with the smirking Bai Mo opposite her.
Feeling a power in her body comparable to Martial Soul Possession, Bibi Dong looked down at herself in alarm.
And then...
A snug purple battle dress patterned with spiders wrapped around her body.
It was exactly the version of herself she'd dreamed of becoming!
And she hadn't turned into the form she hated, either!
Bibi Dong was stunned!
"Hey! I never took you for someone with such good taste! How could you ever fall for Gangzi, who farts all the time?"
Bai Mo mercilessly mocked Bibi Dong!
The entire Spirit City was now covered in Memoria.
It could be thought of as a miniature Penacony.
With Bai Mo's help, Bibi Dong had naturally taken on the form she'd always wanted in the dream.
"Teacher, go for it!"
"Your Holiness, go for it!"
"Handsome guy, go for it!"
Hearing the shouts, Bibi Dong whipped around!
The area outside the arena was packed with people, and her student Hu Liena was right at the front!
She was even waving a glowing stick!
The place was buzzing with excitement!
"Bai Mo, is this form permanent?"
Bibi Dong ignored Bai Mo's teasing and focused on her Martial Soul.
"Don't get ahead of yourself, Dongzi! This is a dream, understand? Are we fighting or not?"
Bai Mo rolled his eyes. Of course he could help Bibi Dong fix the flaw in her Martial Soul, but she was already thinking about taking him for herself!
"You're impressive, Bai Mo. I won't kill you! Once I win, I'll lock you away in a secret chamber until you join Spirit Hall!"
Bai Mo raised the Angel Holy Sword and gestured for her to make the first move.
Seeing that Bai Mo didn't know what was good for him, Bibi Dong's expression turned cold. She decided to teach him a lesson!
"Eternal Wound!"
A Soul Power scythe appeared in Bibi Dong's left hand, and she swung it hard at Bai Mo!
"First Soul Skill! Flame Bombardment!"
Bai Mo shouted. Golden-red flames surged along the Angel Holy Sword and slashed toward Bibi Dong's attacking right hand!
Why were Bai Mo's Soul Skills different from Qian Renxue's?
Because Bai Mo had adjusted all his Soul Skills himself, of course!
Who could say that an angel wasn't an angel?
A roar exploded through the arena!
Without a combat-experience package, Bai Mo's fighting skills were abysmal, and he was still waiting to see the result of their clash.
Then a purple figure burst out of the smoke, a high-heeled foot kicking hard toward Bai Mo's chest!
"Damn it! Third Soul Skill—Undefeated Body! Eighth Soul Skill—Sacred Body!"
Bai Mo controlled the particles of his flesh and didn't dodge.
He took the kick head-on and trapped Bibi Dong's leg inside his body!
"If I have no experience, I can still trade blows with you! Sacred Domain, activate! Ninth Soul Skill—Heavenly Blade Judgment!"
A gigantic angelic sword hovered above their bodies, pressed tightly together!
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