Internal Strife
A few days ago, Qian Xunji's body was cold and stiff. Afraid that he would get cold, she used her own body heat to warm him up.
Later, it was discovered that this method did indeed help his body temperature rise faster, so he did it every day to make him feel more like a living person.
She wrapped her legs around his, curling up beside him like a big cat.
"Xunji, Xiao Xue has broken through another level today."
"Ever since that incident, she has become extremely hardworking and diligent. She gets up before dawn to cultivate, and I have to urge her several times before she will go to sleep at night."
"I told her, 'You're still young, this isn't your fault,' but she didn't seem to listen."
"There's another matter: Dai Yutian of the Star Luo Empire has disappeared, which is also related to the Black Mist."
"Tomorrow I will personally travel to the Star Luo Empire, with Elders Chrysanthemum and Ghost accompanying me."
"Since the Federation has just been established, we need to have a good talk with the Star Luo Empire to dispel their suspicions."
She kept talking, just like she always had. He always listened, occasionally chiming in, but most of the time he just watched her and smiled.
He's still the same now, except he no longer interrupts, and he doesn't even smile anymore.
The next morning, the maids helped Bibi Dong finish washing and dressing, and she changed into a deep purple papal robe that was both majestic and magnificent.
Just as she finished the last step, the door was pushed open, and Qian Renxue returned from her morning exercise.
Seeing her mother all packed and ready to leave, she asked, "Mom, are you leaving soon?"
Bibi Dong looked at her daughter, her gaze softening, and gently stroked her blonde hair. "Yes, Mommy has some important business to attend to. These next few days, you must take good care of your father."
Qian Renxue bit her lower lip, a look of worry flashing in her eyes. "The situation on the Sun Moon Continent is unclear, Mother, will it be dangerous for you to go?"
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong pinched her daughter's cheek. "Silly child, do you think there's anyone on this Douluo Continent who could put your mother in danger right now?"
After a moment of contemplation, Qian Renxue's worries gradually dissipated.
My mother is now the Asura God, Asura Divine Power that even the Angel God and the Rakshasa God combined cannot withstand.
A mother with such strength is indeed already in an invincible position.
"Okay, Mom, don't worry, I'll take good care of Dad at home."
"My darling is so good." Bibi Dong bent down and kissed her forehead.
Just then, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan's shrill voice rang out from the doorway. "Your His Holiness the Pope, the carriage is ready and we can depart at any time."
"Understood," Bibi Dong replied, and finally walked to the bedside.
She gazed deeply at Qian Xunji, who remained fast asleep, then leaned down and kissed him on the lips, whispering, "Wait for me to return, Xunji."
Then, she strode out of the bedchamber.
"Mom, I'm waiting for you to come back!" Qian Renxue called out from the doorway.
"Good."
On the official road leading to the Star Luo Empire, luxurious soul-guided carriages sped along, pulled by beast-horses.
Bibi Dong sat in the car, watching the scenery rushing past the window.
"Too slow."
"I'll do it."
She whispered something, and immediately a terrifying, dark red aura erupted from her body.
Dense Asura Divine Power spread like red mist, instantly enveloping the entire carriage and the beasts pulling it.
"Hiss--!"
The beast-horse, feeling the blessing of this supreme divine power, let out a long, impassioned neigh.
Their eyes instantly turned scarlet, and their already strong bodies became even more magnificent and powerful under the infusion of Asura Divine Power. Their wings flapped violently, stirring up gusts of wind, pulling the carriage at an astonishing speed.
Sitting outside the car, Chrysanthemum Douluo was so overwhelmed by this aura that he couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, "Your His Holiness the Pope, what power you possess! Is this the power of the Asura God?"
Inside the carriage, Bibi Dong concealed her presence. "Well, once we arrive in the Star Luo Empire, we'll first go to the Star Luo Imperial Palace to find out the specifics of Dai Yutian's disappearance, and then we'll go to Mingdou City to search for that fisherman named Gu Yuan."
"Yes!"
Outside the car Chrysanthemum Douluo and Gui Mei responded in unison.
After arranging everything, Bibi Dong slowly closed her eyes and rested in the carriage.
Star Luo City--
As the capital of the Star Luo Empire, Star Luo City's architectural style is completely different from the magnificent Heaven Dou City, exuding an aura of iron-bloodedness and murderous intent.
The entire city was built against the mountain, and fully armed patrols could be seen everywhere on the city streets, demonstrating this martial empire's absolute worship of power.
However, at this moment, this normally orderly and ruthless capital city is shrouded in an eerie gloom.
Emperor Dai Yutian vanished without warning, as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth. This sudden change caused panic and rumors to spread throughout the city.
White Tiger Hall, the atmosphere was even more tense, as if swords were about to be drawn.
The group of veteran officials, led by the Zhu Clan, looked ashen-faced and said, "His Majesty's fate is uncertain, but our Star Luo Empire cannot be without a ruler for even a day."
"As the eldest son, Prince Dai Weisi should rightfully assume the throne temporarily to stabilize the court!"
"Absurd!" The opposing minister immediately retorted, sneering, "The Crown Prince is only seven years old this year. What virtue or ability does a mere child have to presume to speak of wielding the power of the empire?"
"If I agree, wouldn't that be playing with my Star Luo Empire empire!"
The Zhu Clan representative narrowed his eyes, his tone chilling. "So, in your opinion, do you want to sit in this position?"
"Hmph, I never said that, but I absolutely cannot let a brat who's barely out of his wits cause trouble!"
Just as the two sides were arguing fiercely and their faces were red with anger, a series of footsteps suddenly came from the entrance of the main hall.
Dai Weisi, dressed in an ill-fitting, ornate royal robe, followed closely by several expressionless White Tiger Royal Guard, walked step by step into the White Tiger Hall.
Little Dai Weisi held his head high, trying his best to look dignified.
He had always harbored a desire for that supreme position beyond his years, and now that his father had disappeared, it was both a huge crisis for him and a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for growth.
As long as he can hold onto this position, even if his father returns in the future and sees his achievements, he will surely be greatly appreciated.
"Have you had enough?" Dai Weisi stood at the bottom of the steps, his voice still childish, yet tinged with a fierce determination. "Since Father is not here, I will temporarily assume the throne!"
"This is utter nonsense!" The opposition, represented by the Xu Family, erupted in anger, shouting with disdain, "Your Highness, please have some self-respect! You are young and ignorant, with weak Soul Power, and you are incapable of winning over the people. Is the throne a child's game?"
The Head of the Zhu Clan looked at the Head of the Xu Clan: "Weis is His Majesty's eldest son. If he can't do it, do you think you can? Or do you want to rebel?"
Whom are you accusing?
The Xu Family head, his sore spot touched, blushed and retorted, "I'm doing this for the sake of the empire, what's wrong with that!"
"You are a traitor!"
Neither side would back down, and shouts and curses rose and fell. Several hot-tempered ministers even rolled up their sleeves, ready to take action right there in the hall.
Dai Weisi had never witnessed such a truly dangerous scene of open conflict; the courage he had just mustered was instantly swallowed up by fear.
He took a few steps back timidly, clutching the hem of his clothes tightly with both hands, not knowing what to do for a moment.