"Right and wrong will be proven by time."
Ye Guyue didn't look at Bibi Dong, who was sobbing uncontrollably. He turned and headed for the Worship Hall.
The white robe swept across the ground. Its cool, clean aura helped Bibi Dong regain her composure.
Watching Ye Guyue's retreating figure, Bibi Dong felt as if her heart were being carved apart. In the end, she returned dejectedly to Saintess Hall.
Back at the Worship Hall, its halls gleamed with gold and jade. The many stone pillars around it were carved with murals and reliefs of the Angel Clan.
At the very center, the Six-Winged Angel spread its wings and raised the Angel Holy Sword high toward the sky, gazing down upon all living things.
Beneath the Angel God Statue, Qian Daoliu was discussing something with two other elders.
One was a broad-shouldered old man with a resolute face: Golden Crocodile Douluo.
The other had a gentle face and looked like a young man: Guangling Douluo.
"Grandpa Qian, Grandpa Golden Crocodile, Grandpa Guangling."
Ye Guyue came before the three and greeted them one by one.
When Guangling Douluo saw it was Ye Guyue and heard that long-missed form of address, he clutched his heart and teased, "Little Yueyue, hearing you call me Grandpa Guangling has truly made this old man happy."
Seeing Guangling Douluo's expression, Ye Guyue couldn't help laughing. "Grandpa Guangling, you're still as funny as ever. You haven't changed one bit."
Guangling Douluo laughed heartily. "Of course. Little Yueyue is so adorable, after all. You've fulfilled this old man's wish to raise both a grandson and a granddaughter."
Golden Crocodile Douluo patted Guangling Douluo on the shoulder. "Guangling, cut out the nonsense. It's been so long since I last saw Guyue."
Guangling Douluo stopped chatting with Ye Guyue. His joking expression vanished, and he immediately grew serious.
Ye Guyue then recounted what had happened at Pope Palace.
After the three heard the whole story,
Golden Crocodile Douluo spoke first, his deep voice ringing out:
"Guyue, Bibi Dong marrying you is the most suitable arrangement. Yu Xiaogang is just a man with a trash Martial Soul. How could he possibly be worthy of the Holy Maiden?"
"If we hadn't taken you out to gain experience back then, the position of Holy Maiden would have been yours already."
Guangling Douluo nodded solemnly beside him. "That's right. I think Second Brother makes a lot of sense."
Ye Guyue's body shuddered. "Grandpas, I'm a boy, not a girl! I don't want anything to do with being a Holy Maiden!"
What kind of joke was that?
If he became the Holy Maiden, wouldn't he be bound by that title for the rest of his life?
The position of Holy Maiden simply didn't suit him.
Qian Daoliu smiled helplessly and patted Ye Guyue's head. "Golden Crocodile, Guangling, stop teasing him. I had each of you take turns looking after Guyue for a year, and you still kept making fun of him."
Golden Crocodile Douluo and Guangling Douluo exchanged glances, looking a little embarrassed.
Back then, the Seven Elders had agreed to look after him for a year each, but they couldn't have him training every single day.
"The most important thing now is Bibi Dong," Qian Daoliu said, looking at Ye Guyue. "Are you willing? If you aren't, Ji'er can't force you into it either."
Ye Guyue shook his head slightly. His eyes were clear, and his voice was calm and composed.
"There's no need, Grandpa Qian. I accept this marriage."
"Bibi Dong is also my junior sister. I can't just watch her keep going down the wrong path."
Bibi Dong could also be considered a heaven-blessed prodigy.
She had Innate Full Soul Power and twin Martial Souls.
But she had been raised in luxury at Spirit Hall by Qian Xunji, and that was why Yu Xiaogang had deceived her.
It was only after Qian Xunji committed that heinous act in the secret chamber that Bibi Dong caught the attention of the Rakshasa God.
That was the beginning of all the tragedy.
Qian Daoliu fell silent. He had never discussed marriage with the Seven Elders, yet at that very moment, Ye Guyue had been the first to agree.
Setting all the facts aside,
Bibi Dong was unquestionably second only to Ye Guyue. Right now, she was the only one whose talent could even attempt to keep pace with his.
Even Tang Chen's grandson, Tang Hao—the most outstanding of the Clear Sky Sect's generation—paled in comparison when placed before Ye Guyue.
Tang Hao and Tang Xiao of the Clear Sky Sect were known as the Clear Sky Twin Stars.
Spirit Hall had Ye Guyue and Bibi Dong.
Ye Guyue and Bibi Dong's talents could crush theirs.
The two of them were so astonishing that it was almost impossible to imagine how talented their children would be—or whether they might inherit the Death Spider Emperor and Light Sacred Dragon Martial Souls.
In Qian Daoliu's eyes, Ye Guyue's talent far surpassed that of every Pope in history.
"Guyue, since you've agreed, Grandpa Qian respects your choice."
Fourteen years had passed in the blink of an eye.
He understood Ye Guyue's character well by now. Ye Guyue never did anything he wasn't confident about, so he must have had his own reasons for agreeing.
"Since you've agreed, Little Yueyue, Grandpa Guangling will go prepare wedding clothes for you and Bibi Dong."
Guangling Douluo was overjoyed. "I thought I'd never get to see this in my lifetime. I didn't expect it to happen so soon after you came back. Make sure Grandpa gets to hold his great-grandchild soon!"
With that, Guangling Douluo flashed away like an arrow of light.
Ye Guyue paused, then rubbed his forehead. "Why does Grandpa Guangling seem so happy?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo smiled.
"Old Five is just like that. You know what he's like, Guyue. Back then, the seven of us each took care of you for a year, and wasn't Guangling the one who took you running all over the continent? If Sea God Island hadn't been so far from the mainland, he would've taken you there too."
At that, Ye Guyue fell silent for a moment, then nodded quietly.
"Go back and rest, Guyue. Don't wear yourself out," Qian Daoliu said.
Ye Guyue nodded slightly and prepared to return to his chambers, where he would begin absorbing the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone in his left hand.
When he returned to his chambers, the two maids at the door bowed.
"Welcome back, Miss Ye."
They were both exceedingly respectful.
Ye Guyue stiffened. "Who taught you to say that?"
The two maids froze, then hurriedly explained, "We're new here. Please forgive us if we've offended you, Miss Ye."
"I... Forget it. Call me whatever you like."
Ye Guyue smiled helplessly and walked into his chambers. Explaining would only waste his breath, and he'd been hearing this for twenty years anyway.
Inside, the tables and chairs were neatly arranged, and the floor was spotless. Even though he'd been gone for a whole year, someone had still made sure to clean the place regularly.
Ye Guyue walked over to the bed, took off his shoes, and sat down. He removed his white robe and changed into his nightclothes, but the newly donned nightclothes slipped off his shoulder.
His snow-white shoulder was exposed.
Ye Guyue frowned. "Did I buy this too big?"
Never mind. He could deal with that later. As long as it didn't interfere with absorbing the Soul Bone, it was fine.
He took out the Holy Dragon Right Leg Bone and placed it on the bed. Golden dragon patterns appeared across it, and the dazzling golden light made Ye Guyue all the more excited.
At once, he closed his eyes and began absorbing the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone.
Threads of gold began to connect, and the Holy Dragon Right Leg Bone slowly merged into Ye Guyue's right leg.
Golden light burst forth, and dragon patterns covered Ye Guyue's entire body.
The process of absorbing the Soul Bone was quick. After a moment, the Holy Dragon Right Leg Bone slowly merged into Ye Guyue's body.
He opened his eyes, overcome with joy.
In twenty years, this was the second Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone he'd absorbed. The other was the left arm bone of the Sun Heavenly Light Dragon, a birthday gift from his seven elder grandpas on the night he came of age.
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