Hunt Three Operation

After waiting for about half an hour, footsteps were heard in the corridor.

Immediately afterwards, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The door was pushed open, Bibi Dong walked in.

She glanced around the room and finally fixed her gaze on Qian Xunji.

"What do you want?"

Qian Xunji leaned back in his chair and patted his thigh.

Bibi Dong raised an eyebrow, said nothing, walked over, and sat down in his lap.

One hand rested naturally on his shoulder, while the other picked up the Soul-Guided Array on the table.

"New model?"

"Pretty much. This is a level seven Soul-Guided Array, intended to be used to create a level seven Soul Guidance Bomb. Its power will make even Soul Saint wary."

"And it can inject light energy into the bomb."

"That's very strong."

"Hmm," Qian Xunji wrapped his arms around her waist, "But that's not why I called you here."

"Then what should we say?"

"Come with me tomorrow."

Where to?

"Of course, it's Hunt Three Operation."

What is Hunt Three Operation?

"It's about hunting for Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring."

Bibi Dong chuckled, "This ' Hunt Three Operation' doesn't sound very good."

Halfway through her sentence, she turned her head and met Qian Xunji's gaze.

"To the Star Dou Forest?"

"No," Qian Xunji shook his head, "It's the Fasinuo Province."

Bibi Dong frowned. The Fasinuo Province is located on the northwestern edge of the Spirit Hall's territory. Its terrain is mainly hills and plains, and it is not a habitat for Soul Beast, let alone beings of the 100,000-year level.

Why go there?

"Because there is a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast there that has transformed into a human."

"Soul Beast Transformation?"

The transformation of Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast into human form—she knew all too well what that meant. She knew that transformed Soul Beast would integrate into human society in human form.

Before this, their strength will be reset to zero and they will have to start training again.

This is the best time to hunt for Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring and Spirit Bone, as the risks and difficulties are far lower than directly hunting a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast that has not yet taken human form deep in the Star Dou Forest.

Is it reliable?

"Yes, there's no mistake."

"Okay, just the two of us?"

After a moment's thought, Qian Xunji said, "Just in case for Hunt Three Operation, let's bring Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo along."

Bibi Dong nodded; Yue Guan and Gui Mei's Martial Soul Fusion Skill was indeed suitable for this kind of mission.

"Have you made all the arrangements?"

"We'll depart at 3 AM tomorrow. I'll make sure the Research Institute work is done well today."

"The arrangements are quite thoughtful."

"It concerns your Eighth Soul Ring, so we can't be careless."

Bibi Dong's lips curled up, and she stood up from his lap.

"Then I'll go back and prepare."

"Um."

Pope Palace, Dining Room.

A deep red brocade tablecloth covered the long table, on which were laid out exquisite dishes.

The maids brought up the last dish of fresh fish soup, placed it gently in the center of the table, and then stepped back to stand against the wall.

Qian Renxue sat in the chair, her feet dangling in mid-air and gently swinging.

She picked up a spoon and scooped up a spoonful of fish soup.

The soup was milky white, with a few tender green cilantro leaves floating on top. She blew on it and carefully took a sip.

"It tastes good."

Bibi Dong picked up the serving chopsticks, placed a piece of sweet and sour pork rib into Qian Renxue's bowl, and said, "Drink more if you like it."

Qian Renxue took a couple more sips of soup, then looked up and said, "By the way, Mom and Dad, some classmates are coming over to play in a couple of days."

Upon hearing this, Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong exchanged a glance across the long table.

Qian Renxue noticed the eye contact, put down her spoon, and said seriously, "What I mean is, you shouldn't go back to Grandma's that day."

"So what?"

"So... you can stay in the main palace, or go to the Research Institute, whatever you do, just don't show up at the general store."

The dining hall was silent for a few seconds.

Qian Xunji asked urgently, "Xiao Xue."

"Um?"

When do you plan to reveal your identity?

Qian Renxue stopped poking at the ribs.

"Let's wait until we graduate from the academy."

"On graduation day, I will shed my disguise and show them who I really am."

Bibi Dong took Qian Renxue's hand. "I believe they will understand."

Qian Renxue looked down at Bibi Dong's hand and nodded gently.

Qian Xunji changed the subject, saying, "Xiao Xue, there's something I need to tell you."

"What's up?"

"We're going to the Fasinuo Province tomorrow, and it's perfect timing since you're bringing your friends over."

Qian Renxue looked up. "Fasinuo Province? What are we going there for?"

"There's been a problem with the Holy Temple over there; it needs to be addressed."

"Be a good girl at home and don't cause trouble for your grandparents."

Qian Renxue said "Oh" and lowered her head to continue eating her meat.

She took a bite of the sweet and sour pork ribs and chewed it twice.

Suddenly, she remembered.

In my past life—when I was nine years old.

The Spirit Hall Pope Qian Xunji clashed with Tang Hao of the Clear Sky Sect, Qian Xunji died.

She remembered the expressions on everyone's faces in the Spirit Hall that day.

I remember my grandfather's pale face as he stood in front of the mourning hall.

I remember standing in the crowd, dressed in black mourning clothes, watching the coffin being carried in.

She later learned that Qian Xunji had not died at all.

He was only seriously injured and was secretly imprisoned by his mother Bibi Dong.

Then—he was murdered.

From that day on, Bibi Dong embarked on the path of inheriting the Rakshasa God's legacy.

Of all the people in the Spirit Hall, only Grandpa Qian Daoliu knew the truth about this matter.

Qian Daoliu chose to remain silent. Later, Bibi Dong succeeded as Pope and sent him to infiltrate the Heaven Dou Empire.

"Mom and Dad."

Both of them turned to look at her at the same time.

Can I come along?

Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong exchanged another glance.

What are we going to do together?

"Then what are you going there for?" Qian Renxue asked back.

"As I just said, there's been a problem with the Holy Temple over there."

Qian Renxue looked at Bibi Dong a calm gaze that didn't seem like that of a nine-year-old child.

"Why are the two of you going together? Can't we send just one elder to address the Holy Temple's issues?"

Why did it have to be two Peak Douluo going together?

Upon hearing this, Qian Xunji looked at Qian Renxue's expression and his heart skipped a beat, feeling as if his lie had been seen through.

He thought to himself, "Could my daughter be that clever?"

Qian Renxue waited a few seconds, and seeing that neither of them answered, she said, "Never mind, I won't ask anymore."

Qian Xunji cleared his throat. "Xiao Xue, studying at the academy is what you should be doing right now. You don't need to go."

"Didn't you say you wanted to learn more about Soul Tool? After you graduate, I'll arrange for you to enter the Research Institute."

Qian Renxue began to think...

I'm only at the Soul Ancestor level right now, so even if I went with them, I wouldn't be able to help if anything happened.

On the contrary, they might become a burden, and both their parents are Peak Douluo, Yue Guan and Gui Mei will also go together.

There is indeed no one in the world who can threaten the four Titled Douluo- level combatants.

She looked up. "Okay, then you must come back safely."

Bibi Dong smiled and gently stroked Qian Renxue's nose.

"Xiao Xue, when we get back, we'll take you to Vast Sea City to play."

"Then it's settled."

"It's a promise."

Qian Renxue lowered her head again and scooped the remaining rice out of the bowl.

On the balcony of the sleeping quarters, Qian Xunji lay down after finishing her meal.

He lowered the back of the bamboo chair to its lowest position, half-reclined, with one foot resting on the armrest and the other on the ground.