Is This Still Douluo Continent

Qian Xunji did not buy her act at all. He grabbed a black cloak, wrapped her up in it, hauled her out of the secret chamber, and stuffed her into a low-profile carriage that had been prepared in advance.

Throughout the journey, Bibi Dong was completely dazed.

Moving?

To where? Wasn't this the secret chamber of the Pope Hall?

According to the script, shouldn't they be performing the "deep bond between master and disciple" act right now? What kind of madness had this old white-haired thief fallen into?

Could it be that he couldn't hold back anymore?

She was only six years old! Six years old!

Although Qian Xunji was a beast, he shouldn't be that much of a beast... he shouldn't be, right?

It wasn't until the carriage stopped at the back gate of a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect villa and Bibi Dong was yanked out by Qian Xunji, only to see Ning Zhen and Ning Fengzhi waiting at the entrance, that her great Rakshasa God heart—which had survived the bloody battle at Jialing Pass—finally crashed completely.

The old Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? Why was he here in the middle of the night?

"Your Holiness the Pope, you have finally arrived."

Ning Zhen rubbed his hands together, his eyes glowing as he stared at Bibi Dong, who had only her head poking out from the cloak; the look in his eyes was as if he were staring at a mountain of gold.

Ning Fengzhi was also looking her over with curiosity... she really was quite pretty.

"I've brought the person. Where is the payment?"

Qian Xunji didn't waste any words and reached out his hand directly.

Ning Zhen handed over the Purple Gold Storage Ring with extreme decisiveness.

Qian Xunji scanned it with his spiritual power, confirmed everything was in order, and then briskly shoved Bibi Dong into Ning Zhen's arms.

"Pleasure doing business with you. This girl belongs to you now." Qian Xunji clapped his hands, as if he had just discarded a massive, trash-filled burden.

Bibi Dong stood frozen in place, looking from the beaming Qian Xunji to Ning Zhen, who was protectively shielding her with a fanatical expression, her mind a complete blank.

What was going on?

I was sold???

The dignified Pope of Martial Soul Hall, upon seeing a peerless genius with Innate Full Soul Power and Twin Martial Souls, didn't keep her to cultivate himself, but instead turned around and sold her to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?

What kind of timeline was this? Was this even the Douluo Continent?

Qian Xunji, had your brain been kicked by a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?

"Little girl, don't be afraid. From now on, my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is your home!"

Seeing Bibi Dong's blank expression, Ning Zhen assumed she was frightened out of her wits and quickly put on a kind, grandfatherly face to soothe her.

Bibi Dong was roaring internally:

Who the hell wants to go to your broken tower sect?

I want to stay in Martial Soul Hall, I want revenge!

Even if I had to go somewhere, it should be the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan; I need to find Xiaogang!

If you sell me to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, how am I supposed to carry out my grand plan for revenge!

However, no one cared about the "protests" of this six-year-old girl.

Qian Xunji put away the ring and gave Bibi Dong a deep look, his eyes filled with a playful mockery that seemed to pierce through everything.

"Sect Master Ning, long nights bring many dreams. For the safety of this child, I suggest you leave the city now and rush back to Seven Treasure City overnight. The Hall Guard Knights of Martial Soul Hall will escort you out of our territory." Qian Xunji suggested "kindly."

"Your Holiness is absolutely right. Uncle Yuan, hitch the carriage immediately! We leave now!" Ning Zhen was a ruthless man who understood the principle that possessing a treasure is a crime.

Once he had the person, he didn't dare stay in Martial Soul City for even a second longer.

That night, a fleet of unmarked luxury carriages, under the secret escort of Martial Soul Hall's Hall Guard Knights, raced out of Martial Soul City under the cover of darkness, heading straight for the Heaven Dou Empire.

Inside the carriage, Ning Fengzhi excitedly examined the little girl who would change the fate of his sect, while Bibi Dong huddled in the corner, her hands digging so hard into the wooden floorboards of the carriage that her nails were almost drawing blood.

Her worldview had collapsed.

The script had changed; everything had changed.

High atop the tallest tower in Martial Soul City, Qian Xunji tossed the Purple Gold Storage Ring in his hand, watching the departing convoy, the smile at the corners of his mouth deeper than the night itself.

"Go on, go and be as mad as you like.

Don't let me down, my dear disciple... my... good disciple."

The Pope Hall, the luxurious private bedchamber on the top floor.

Qian Xunji sprawled unceremoniously across the velvet bed, which was large enough to hold a dozen people.

He tossed the Purple Gold Storage Ring he had extorted from Ning Zhen casually in his hand, the arc of his smile impossible to suppress.

Not only had he perfectly offloaded Bibi Dong, that little girl who was a ticking time bomb, but he had also gained a windfall of resources, while simultaneously planting a seed of suspicion and strange cooperation between the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Just as he was calculating how to spend this massive fortune, that long-lost, beautiful mechanical chime finally arrived in his mind right on schedule.

[Detected that the host has completed the subversion mission--History Repeating Itself?]

[Task settlement in progress...]

[The Host not only successfully rejected the original plot of taking Bibi Dong as a disciple but also "sold" her at an exorbitant price to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, successfully triggering a deviation in the fate trajectories of multiple forces including the Heaven Dou Empire and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.]

[Task completion rating: Perfect (200% over-fulfilled!)]

Qian Xunji raised an eyebrow and sat up:

"Oh? Over-fulfilled? It seems even you, System, think my capitalist maneuver this time was quite impressive."

[Ding! Commencing distribution of basic rewards: one Breath-Concealing Jade Pendant, one 100,000-year random External Soul Bone.]

Accompanied by a faint spatial fluctuation, an ink-colored jade pendant, warm to the touch and carved with ancient, mysterious patterns, fell silently into Qian Xunji's palm.

The moment his fingers touched the jade, a sensation of extreme coolness instantly coursed through his entire body. Qian Xunji hung it around his neck, wearing it close to his skin.

In an instant, the extreme darkness and judgment aura belonging to the Twelve-Winged Original Sin Fallen Angel within him was as if pressed by an absolute mute button, instantly retracted into the deepest depths of his soul.

Not a single trace leaked out; even if someone like Qian Daoliu, a peerless Douluo of the ninety-ninth rank, were to scan him with spiritual power face-to-face, he would only be able to perceive a "perfectly ordinary" ninety-third rank Title Douluo, unable to even detect his specific martial soul attributes.

"Good stuff, an absolute artifact for a schemer."

[Ding! Drawing a 100,000-year random External Soul Bone for the Host...]

[Draw successful. Congratulations to the Host for obtaining: 100,000-year External Soul Bone · Original Sin Thorn Crown]

"Hum—"

The moment the system prompt fell, Qian Xunji did not feel any abnormality in his limbs or torso. Instead, the void half an inch above his head suddenly rippled violently.

Immediately following, a thorn crown, solidified from pure dark-gold energy and covered in sharp barbs and intricate divine patterns, emerged silently and hovered steadily directly above his long, pale hair!

This crown did not touch his physical body; it just floated there quietly, like a crown for a god's coronation, exuding a pressure that made the soul tremble.

It perfectly avoided the six traditional soul bone slots of the human body, existing independently of the physical form, yet achieving absolute resonance with Qian Xunji's soul and soul power.