Seeing her granddaughter's anxious look, Qian Daoliu felt pity and sighed in her heart.
He gently took Qian Renxue into his arms and patiently explained in a voice that only the two of them could hear:
"Silly boy, this has nothing to do with whether you have offended her or not."
"What she hates is your identity as Qian Renxue."
Feeling her granddaughter's body stiffen slightly, Qian Daoliu continued:
"Bibi Dong is now the saint of the Spirit Hall. According to common sense, when your father abdicates in the future, she, the saint, should take over as the pope."
He changed the subject and his voice became a little lower:
"But, it's different now. Because you were born."
"You are the direct bloodline of the Qian Family, possessing the purest Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, and are the favored child of Angel God. Your father, me, and the entire Worship Hall, the future hope lies in you. You are destined to inherit the position of Pope."
"So, in Bibi Dong's view, it was you who took away the position of pope that should have belonged to her. You are the biggest obstacle to her reaching the pinnacle of power."
Qian Renxue Although he is still young, he comes from such a family, so he is very familiar with power struggles.
Ever since, after hearing this, she blinked her beautiful eyes still filled with tears, and a thoughtful look appeared on her little face.
"Then... what does this have to do with Ye Qing?" She still didn't understand.
Ye Qing is the person of Sea God Island. What does it have to do with the inheritance rights of the Spirit Hall?
Qian Daoliu smiled slightly, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and explained:
"Because Ye Qing's identity is unusual. He is God Child of Sea God Island, the successor chosen by Sea God. The Sea God Island behind him is an ancient force with a long heritage and powerful strength that can compete with our Spirit Hall to some extent."
"If Bibi Dong can win the support of Ye Qing and even Sea God Island behind him, then she will have an extremely important trump card from the outside when she competes with you for the position of pope. This will greatly increase her confidence and may even change the balance of power."
He lowered his head, looked into his granddaughter's eyes, and said solemnly:
"Xue'er, you have to remember. Since the founding of the Spirit Hall, the two highest positions of power, the Pope and Grand Pontiff, have always been firmly controlled by us Qian Family people, and no outsiders are allowed to get involved. This is the inheritance of the Angel God lineage, and it is also the responsibility and honor of us Qian Family."
"So, from now on, you must not only work hard to cultivate and improve your strength, but also consciously cultivate your own power and vision. In the future, you will steadily take over the position of Pope from your father, do you understand?"
Qian Renxue seemed to understand, but still nodded vigorously, with a perseverance that belied his age. "Yes! Grandpa, I remember!"
But then, she raised her head worriedly and looked at Qian Daoliu helplessly. "Then... Grandpa, do you think Ye Qing... will he help Bibi Dong deal with me?"
This is her biggest concern now.
Qian Daoliu laughed when he heard this. The laughter was full of determination and calmness.
He rubbed his granddaughter's hair and said in a relaxed tone:
"Don't worry, Xue'er. Even though that kid is about the same age as you, his exquisite mind and broad vision are probably even more powerful than your father's."
"He will never agree to help Bibi Dong."
"Why?"
Qian Renxue asked curiously, wanting to know the specific reason.
Qian Daoliu didn't hide anything and patiently explained:
"First of all, there is nothing in Bibi Dong's hands that can really impress Ye Qing. Sea God Island has no shortage of resources, and Ye Qing himself has a high vision. The empty promises promised by Bibi Dong have no appeal to him."
"Secondly, the two of them have only officially met for the first time today. They have had no interaction before, let alone any basis of trust. And Ye Qing knows very well who is standing behind you - we Qian Family are standing, stands for the entire Worship Hall, and stands for the will of Angel God. As long as he is not stupid, he will know which side to stand on is safer and more in line with the long-term interests of Sea God Island."
Qian Daoliu finally concluded. "So, don't say that Ye Qing won't agree. Even the stupid-looking Sea Dragon Douluo next to him will never let his God Child get involved in something that is obviously a fire pit."
After hearing her grandfather's affirmative analysis, especially when she heard that Ye Qing would not side with Bibi Dong, her hanging heart finally fell back into her stomach.
Her little face turned gloomy in an instant, and a bright smile broke out.
The sadness, grievance, and worry just now seemed to be all washed away by this good news.
"Great! Ye Qing brother is still mine!" She clapped her little hands happily, jumped up and down, and returned to her innocent and lively appearance.
Seeing his granddaughter smile again, Qian Daoliu also smiled happily, but deep in his eyes, there was still a hint of coldness towards Bibi Dong's unauthorized actions.
The next day.
The atmosphere above Spirit City is a bit solemn.
Sea Dragon Douluo and Pope Qian Xunji returned to the Spirit Hall, dusty and dusty, their faces looking uglier than the last.
Especially Sea Dragon Douluo, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and his whole body exuded a terrifying low pressure that kept strangers away, as if he were an active volcano that could erupt at any time.
Not only them, but even Qian Daoliu was stunned for several seconds after hearing the whole story.
At this moment, his handsome face is filled with the absurd feeling that you are teasing me.
"Wait, wait..."
He looked at Qian Xunji, who had an equally ugly face, and said in disbelief:
"You mean... there are so many of you, four Titled Douluo, and a dozen Soul Douluo, that have surrounded the Clear Sky Sect mountain gate, and Tang Zhen has been seriously injured.,Tang Xiao broke his arm... but in the end, that boy Tang Hao, under your noses, took that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast... away? Run away?"
What the hell kind of magical plot is this?
Even a mouse should have been caught in that kind of battle, right?
Tang Hao has wings or can he escape to the ground?
Qian Xunji Faced with his father's doubts, his face was burning, feeling aggrieved and helpless.
He could only defend in a low voice:
"Father, this... this can't be all our fault. We didn't expect that boy Tang Hao to be so cruel! After all, he is the young master of the Clear Sky Sect and the next heir! According to common sense, the sect is facing a disaster, shouldn't he live and die with the sect, or hand over things to protect the sect? Who would have thought that he... he could actually do such a bastard thing as abandoning the entire sect and running away with Soul Beast!"
"This is... simply irresponsible and shameless! We were also confused by his unreasonable cards!"
Qian Xunji The more I talked, the more I felt aggrieved.
He calculated Tang Chen's threat, calculated Clear Sky Sect's resistance, and even calculated Sea God Island's attitude.
The only person I didn't expect was Tang Hao, who could do so to such an extent, and his moral integrity was shattered.