Will Bibi Dong Like Trash?

This battle was full of oddities and defied all logic.

Could it be...

Qian Daoliu narrowed his eyes slightly, a suspicion forming. The unreasonable events surrounding Tang Hao, which completely violated the constraints placed upon soul masters on the Douluo Continent, could only be achieved by an existence that transcended the realm of soul masters.

"Let us set this matter aside for now," Qian Daoliu said. "Xiao Jier, how do you think Bibi Dong is doing now?"

Qian Xunji's mouth twitched slightly again, and he replied with great joy, "Father, in order to keep Dong'er in the Martial Soul Hall, I committed such despicable acts and hurt her. Nine years have passed, and my efforts have finally moved her; Dong'er has begun to forgive me."

"I was defeated by Tang Hao and brought shame upon the Martial Soul Hall and the Angel Clan, but Dong'er possesses Twin Martial Souls and Innate Full Soul Power. Her cultivation has already reached level 87 as a Soul Douluo. In less than four years, she will break through to become a Title Douluo, shattering the record Tang Hao set for the youngest Title Douluo."

"Xiao Xue has inherited Dong'er's formidable talent. In the future, the two of them will surely lead the Martial Soul Hall to its peak once more, perhaps even reaching an unprecedented height."

Destroying the Hall, is it...

Watching Qian Xunji dream of the future without the slightest premonition of the impending disaster, Qian Daoliu thought it was no wonder this brat would be finished off by Bibi Dong, his soul devoured, leaving him with nowhere to die.

Qian Daoliu sighed softly, "Qian Xunji, Qian Xunji, let me ask you a question. If you detested someone to the extreme, but that person was bent on pleasing you and making you look at them in a new light—to the point of taking a large group of subordinates to snatch a treasure from someone of lower rank, only to fail and end up severely injured—what would your opinion of that person be?"

"Naturally, I would despise and loathe them even more, thinking that person is trash and that ignoring them is the correct choice," Qian Xunji said immediately.

As the words left his mouth, his expression soured. Wasn't he describing himself and Bibi Dong?

"Father, are you implying that Dong'er is acting?"

Qian Daoliu said, "I am not certain, but if I were a bystander hearing these things, my attitude would be exactly as you just described."

"If Bibi Dong is sincere, then all is well, but if she is acting..."

As the words fell, Qian Xunji felt a sharp pain in his heart. He had not expected his beloved disciple to hate him so deeply that she would go to such lengths to kill him.

"Father, is it possible that Dong'er simply likes losers? I still do not understand why she would fall for that good-for-nothing waste, Yu Xiaogang."

Qian Xunji clung to a final shred of hope. Among all the outstanding talents in the Martial Soul Hall, Bibi Dong had looked at none of them. Though he was loath to admit it, the most gifted man on the continent in this era was Tang Hao, who was of the same generation as Bibi Dong, with little difference in age.

Whether it was Tang Hao or the young elites of the Martial Soul Hall, Bibi Dong had ignored them all, yet she had set her sights on Yu Xiaogang—a man regarded as a disgrace by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, a waste known throughout the soul master world who could never break through to become a Soul Grand Master. For his sake, she had even leaked the secrets of the Martial Soul Hall.

If Bibi Dong had a penchant for losers, then his being crushed by Tang Hao and Bibi Dong gradually forgiving him made a certain kind of sense.

Qian Daoliu's eyelid twitched. If he did not need Qian Xunji for the sacrifice and require someone he could trust enough to handle the mountainous pile of affairs in the Pope Hall, he would truly not care whether this idiot lived or died.

Qian Daoliu raised his hand and pressed it onto Qian Xunji's shoulder, channeling a stream of incomparably sacred and holy golden energy—energy that seemed capable of purifying all things—into his body.

"Father, could this be?"

Qian Xunji had already begun his Angel God Trial, which was why he could maintain a cultivation speed of one level every two years despite being bogged down by papal duties. Feeling the mere sliver of energy Qian Daoliu poured into him, he felt his soul power surge several times over, and even his injuries seemed to heal significantly. He guessed this power was likely Angel Divine Power.

If the Six-Winged Angel was the absolute nemesis of evil soul masters, then Angel Divine Power was their nightmare.

Qian Daoliu said, "This portion of Angel Divine Power will ensure your body is not eroded or poisoned by any soul power. I have some matters to attend to and must leave the Martial Soul Hall for a time. Take care of yourself."

"Yes, Father."

Qian Daoliu arrived at the Elder Hall. Inside, Golden Crocodile Douluo had already summoned the nine great elders—Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, Snake Lance Douluo, Pufferfish, Demon Bear Douluo, Ghost Leopard Douluo, and the others—and they were about to depart for the Clear Sky Sect.

After instructing Golden Crocodile Douluo on what to say to the Clear Sky Sect, he also left the Martial Soul Hall and headed toward the Star Dou Great Forest to begin searching for the hundred-thousand-year Death Spider Emperor. He had not intended to hunt for the Death Spider Emperor so soon, preferring to deal with Tang San first—after all, once Tang San was eliminated, there would be little need to worry about who would inherit the Angel God position. However, since a god might have secretly intervened in the battle between Qian Xunji and Tang Hao, he had to advance both paths simultaneously.

Douluo Continent.

Tang Hao had broken through to become a Title Douluo, the new generation of Clear Sky Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect, resetting the record for the youngest Title Douluo in the soul master world. Just after his breakthrough, he had taken on three Title Douluos from the Martial Soul Hall and emerged victorious, one of whom was the Pope himself. The news spread across the entire continent. For a time, the whole world was in an uproar.

Countless people were discussing the extent of Tang Hao's strength, and the Clear Sky Hammer, the world's number one tool, truly lived up to its reputation as the world's number one tool martial soul.

Nuoding City.

Yu Xiaogang, who was hiding from Liu Erlong and obsessed with his theories, waiting for a genius to prove his invincible research, heard of Tang Hao's defeat of Qian Xunji on the streets of Nuoding City. He hurried back to Nuoding Academy and his dormitory, locking the doors and windows tightly. The zombie-like expression he had maintained for who knows how long instantly shattered, and he burst into laughter, his mood incredibly buoyant.

"Qian Xunji, those who commit many injustices are doomed to destruction. You heartless, ungrateful thing, I never thought you would have a day like this! Three Title Douluos unable to defeat a soul master who had just broken through to the rank—and you call yourself a Six-Winged Angel martial soul holder with Innate Full Soul Power of level twenty! In the end, both your talent and your strength have been left far behind by Tang Hao!"

Yu Xiaogang paced with his hands behind his back, his eyes flashing with intensity as he fantasized. If he possessed Qian Xunji's martial soul and talent, he might not be able to surpass Tang Hao, but he would certainly be the top genius on the continent. Compared to him, Qian Xunji was nothing but dirt on the side of the road. Then, no one would be able to stop him from being with Bibi Dong.

"Hmph, Qian Xunji, you are already a waste in terms of strength. As for me, my strength is lacking due to a martial soul mutation, but once someone proves my theory, I will be the greatest authority in the soul master world!"

"Tang Hao, Clear Sky Douluo, from this moment on, you are my idol!"