Mother and Daughter Face Off

"Your Highness, may I ask how you wish to spar?" Ling Feng stepped forward, cupping his hands in a salute as he asked.

Among the six people present, only he and Hu Liena were disciples of Bibi Dong, representing the Pope Hall; it was most appropriate for him to be the one to pose the question.

Li Taibai and Ye Fan belonged to the Worship Hall, so naturally, they would not be the first to speak.

Qian Renxue swept her gaze across the group and uttered a shocking statement: "Simple. All of you come at me together. Let me see what you are truly made of."

"You are too arrogant!" Hu Liena could not help but snap, her face flushed with indignation.

She was, after all, a disciple of the Pope; when had she ever been looked down upon like this?

Xie Yue and Yan kept their heads lowered, fists clenched, their faces turning a deep shade of red.

Among these six, the three of them held the lowest status, and they dared not speak out of turn.

"Your Highness, are you joking?" Li Taibai raised an eyebrow.

If the six of them joined forces, even a Soul Emperor would have to avoid their edge. How could she, a girl who looked no older than her teens, dare to be so conceited?

Ye Fan's expression darkened. He stared fixedly at Qian Renxue, his soul power beginning to fluctuate faintly; he was clearly provoked.

"Heh... heh..." Ling Feng was so angry he laughed, shaking his head with a mocking tone, "Your Highness, are you sure? Do not let a moment of sharp-tongued pride ruin the harmony."

Qian Renxue's golden eyes narrowed, her tone icy: "This Palace never jokes. Either come at me together, or admit that you so-called geniuses are nothing more than names without substance."

"Qian Renxue, to be so ostentatious the moment you return—isn't this a bit too arrogant!"

A cold voice drifted from afar, carrying suppressed fury.

The group looked toward the source of the sound to see Bibi Dong, holding the Pope Scepter, followed by Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, walking briskly onto the Martial Arts Platform.

Her face was so gloomy it seemed as if water could drip from it; she was clearly extremely dissatisfied with Qian Renxue's actions.

As the three stepped onto the platform, Qian Renxue looked Bibi Dong up and down, suddenly revealing an enchanting smile, her tone laced with mockery: "So it is Elder Sister. What? Not sitting on the Pope's throne displaying your status? You have time to come here? Are you looking to abdicate and yield to a better successor?"

"What did you call me?" Bibi Dong's brows furrowed, her chest heaving violently; she was clearly stung by that "Elder Sister."

"Elder Sister, of course." Qian Renxue drew out the words, her smile becoming increasingly playful. "Haven't you always wanted me to call you that? What, do you feel you are too old to be an elder sister? Then I shall change my address—I will call you Auntie~"

Over these years, accompanied by Chen Qingxuan, Qian Renxue had long since come to terms with everything.

With a master and a grandfather who treated her well, why should she obsess over that twisted maternal love?

Without Bibi Dong, she lived quite well regardless.

Now, facing this mother in name only, she felt nothing but indifference and mockery.

"Presumptuous!" Bibi Dong could no longer hold back. Her soul power erupted suddenly, and a massive wave of air expanded from her center, carrying the pressure of a Title Douluo, sweeping across the entire Martial Arts Platform.

Ling Feng, Hu Liena, and the others were caught off guard, pushed back over a zhang by the air wave before they could barely steady themselves, their faces turning pale.

However, before that wave could come within three feet of Qian Renxue, it encountered an invisible barrier and vanished instantly, not even stirring a single strand of her hair.

"Enough, Bibi Dong!" A brilliant golden light erupted from within Qian Daoliu, and sacred soul power surged out like a tide, instantly suppressing Bibi Dong's pressure. "This is Worship Mountain, not your Pope Hall!"

Bibi Dong, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Ghost Douluo felt an irresistible force strike them, forcing them to take a step back involuntarily, their expressions shifting.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo hurriedly lowered their heads, silently lamenting: What kind of mess is this! They were just employees; why must they suffer between the Grand Elder and the Pope?

Bibi Dong took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down. She looked at Qian Daoliu and said in a deep voice: "Grand Elder, Ling Feng, Hu Liena, Yan, and Xie Yue are people of the Pope Hall. I am taking them away."

"Is Elder Sister in a rush?" Qian Renxue chuckled, her tone somewhat languid. "The Worship Hall is superior to the Pope Hall and even holds the authority to depose the Pope. Elder Sister, do not ask for humiliation."

"What, you want to depose me, the Pope, and become Pope yourself?" Bibi Dong's face was terrifyingly dark, the scepter in her hand creaking as she gripped it. "Do you even have the qualifications right now?"

"I have no desire to be Pope; it is tiring and lacks real power," Qian Renxue said indifferently, her gaze sharp.

"I am content being the Young Mistress of the Martial Soul Hall. Elder Sister, I just want you to be clear: This Palace, Qian Renxue, bears the Six-Winged Angel martial soul and is the legitimate successor of the Martial Soul Hall."

"Whenever I wish, I can replace a Pope. The throne is not something only you can sit upon."

Bibi Dong shuddered, her face turning ghastly pale, her body trembling slightly.

She gripped her fists so tightly her nails dug into her flesh—endure, she must endure!

Her power was not yet enough; she needed time. Once she completed her plan, everything would change!

After several breaths, Bibi Dong finally regained her usual composure. She looked at Qian Renxue and asked coldly: "What exactly do you want to do?"

"It is simple, just as I said before." Qian Renxue's gaze returned to the six, including Li Taibai. "I want to see the quality of these geniuses of the Martial Soul Hall. Jade must be carved to become a treasure; if I do not give them a beating, how can they become great?"

Li Taibai muttered to himself: What is going on? This Qian Renxue is being overbearingly aggressive.

Doesn't she care about Bibi Dong? Why is her attitude so hostile now? Could it be that I remembered something wrong?

Ling Feng's brows were locked in a tight frown, thinking: This Douluo world seems different from the original. Qian Renxue's personality is far more ostentatious and domineering than described in the book.

A flash of excitement crossed Ye Fan's eyes: Only a strong woman is worth conquering. Qian Renxue, the more you act like this, the more I want to bring you down!

Hu Liena looked at the expressionless Bibi Dong, then at the calm and collected Qian Renxue, her heart filled with confusion and unease: Even the teacher cannot handle her? Is the status of the Six-Winged Angel and the legitimacy of the Martial Soul Hall truly so unshakable?

Qian Renxue scanned the six and cast her bait: "As long as you six can hold out against me for the duration of one incense stick, and if even one of you is still standing after that time, I will give you each a Soul Ascension Pill."

"The three elites will each receive a medium-grade Soul Ascension Pill, and the trio will each receive a low-grade one. It is enough to raise your soul power by one rank, and it has absolutely no side effects."

"Soul Ascension Pill?!"

The expressions of the six changed drastically; a direct increase of one rank in soul power, and explicitly stated to have no side effects—this was an incredibly generous offer!

Even Bibi Dong looked toward Qian Renxue with a hint of surprise, not having expected her to be able to produce so many precious medicinal items.

Watching the reactions of the group, a smile curled at the corners of Qian Renxue's lips: "What? Are you afraid to accept?"

"Why would we be afraid!" Ling Feng was the first to respond. "Since Your Highness has such refined interest, we shall naturally accompany you!"

Li Taibai and Ye Fan also nodded; the temptation of the Soul Ascension Pill was too great, and even knowing that Qian Renxue's strength was extraordinary, they were unwilling to miss this opportunity.

Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan exchanged glances before gritting their teeth and agreeing as well. Things had reached this point; to retreat now would only lead to being looked down upon.