Qian Renxue the Undercover Agent is About to Debut

"I... I understand... The Clear Sky Sect shall seal its mountains from this day forth, and shall not emerge for a hundred years!"

Having spoken these words, Tang Tian seemed to have all the strength drained from his body, his once-upright spine slumping into a hunch.

The sect disciples behind him were filled with humiliation, yet they dared not act rashly in the presence of ten Title Douluo, so they could only retreat to the corners to lick their wounds.

Golden Crocodile looked at Tang Tian with a hint of appreciation; he had expected the man to lead his disciples in a desperate, suicidal counterattack. It seemed, however, that the man knew how to bend and stretch.

"Furthermore, Martial Soul Hall will hunt down the heretic Tang Hao across the continent. The Clear Sky Sect must not offer the slightest obstruction, or else..."

He did not finish the sentence, but everyone present understood: Tang Hao, once the pride of the sect, was from this day forward drifting further and further away from the Clear Sky Sect.

Even if he did not die under the pursuit of Martial Soul Hall, this youngest Title Douluo on the continent would only be able to hide in remote mountains, living out his days like a rat in the sewers.

"I... I understand..."

Compared to the other sect disciples, Tang Tian felt as if his heart were being twisted by a blade. Tang Hao was his son, yet he could not shield him from the storm, nor could he protect the sect as its leader; he felt deeply incompetent.

Behind him, Tang Hao's elder brother, Tang Xiao, wore a face as ashen as his father's. From this day on, the Clear Sky Sect would never regain its former glory.

As someone who shared the same sect lineage as Tang Hao, he was devastated.

"Remember, you are not to enter the world for a hundred years."

With this final instruction, Golden Crocodile turned and walked toward the gates of the Clear Sky Sect. There was no formal contract to sign; if they had the guts to send their disciples out, they were welcome to try.

As for the Clear Sky Sect's worldly assets, Golden Crocodile did not mention them at all, and Tang Tian dared not hope for them; he only wanted to reorganize his ruined mountain gates.

As the forces of Martial Soul Hall retreated, the Clear Sky Sect disciples seemed to lose their souls, collapsing to the ground one by one. Some even began to wail loudly, as if mourning their own parents.

Tang Xiao suppressed the pain in his heart and slowly approached Tang Tian. He knew that his father, as the Sect Master, bore a heavier burden and felt even more agony than he did; as a son, he needed to comfort his father.

But just as his hand touched his father's slumped shoulder, grief overwhelmed Tang Tian. A spray of blood erupted from his mouth, and his body toppled straight forward.

"Father!"

"Sect... Sect Master!"

Catching Tang Tian, Tang Xiao's eyes were filled with panic. If his father fell now, he truly did not know what he would do.

"Xiao... Xiao-er, your father is incompetent. The Clear Sky Sect... is now in your hands."

"No, Father, you will be fine. The sect disciples are still waiting for you to lead them back to glory."

"My time is short. After you inherit the position of Sect Master, announce that Tang Hao has been expelled from the sect. Choose a remote location as our new base, cultivate our strength, and wait for the right moment. Do not hesitate, or Martial Soul Hall will not let us be."

"Yes... yes..."

Looking at Tang Tian, who was now breathing his last, Tang Xiao felt a surge of sorrow, but he could only offer his father peace in his final moments, tears streaming down his face as he accepted the responsibility.

The next day, news that the continent's number one sect, the Clear Sky Sect, had sealed its mountains spread like wildfire, along with the news that the youngest Title Douluo in history, Tang Hao, had been expelled from the sect.

Commoners treated the matter as gossip over tea and dinner, while the other two of the Upper Three Sects and the Lower Four Sects began to fear for their own safety.

After all, if the strongest Clear Sky Sect had been forced to its knees, how could they possibly resist the iron fist of Martial Soul Hall?

Fortunately, the newly ascended Bibi Dong did not intend to expand her territory too aggressively. After a period of silence, the other sects breathed a sigh of relief, while simultaneously re-evaluating the strength of Martial Soul Hall.

Externally, Martial Soul Hall only had a handful of top-tier powerhouses, but judging by the thunderous operation against the Clear Sky Sect, it was clear that there were far more.

Inside the Pope Hall, Bibi Dong was busy reviewing official documents when the sound of footsteps outside the hall caught her attention.

Seeing Qian Renxue walking in slowly with an expressionless face, Bibi Dong frowned deeply.

She could not do anything to the girl for now, but the "little angel" she viewed as the shame of her life constantly appearing before her eyes gave her a splitting headache.

"What is it?"

"Heaven Dou. I am going to the Heaven Dou Empire to replace the royal family."

"Oh?"

Bibi Dong's brows arched slightly. Since ascending to the position of Pope, she naturally shared the same ambition as Qian Xunji to unify the world. Beyond that, destroying the Angel Clan was also her goal; she had not expected this "convenient" daughter of hers to take the initiative to help her achieve her grand plan.

In truth, when Qian Daoliu first proposed this idea, Qian Renxue had resisted it from the bottom of her heart. But staying in Martial Soul Hall to endure Bibi Dong's cold glares and persecution was not what she wanted either. Furthermore, she wanted to prove her own value to Bibi Dong, so she accepted her grandfather's suggestion.

She believed that with her own intellect, she could take down the behemoth that was Heaven Dou without wasting a single soldier.

"If you want to go, then go. Don't blame me if you die."

Her words remained cold and heartless, as if Qian Renxue were merely a nameless pawn under her command.

Clenching her small fists, even though she had expected it, the little angel still felt an inexplicable heartache at seeing Bibi Dong disregard her so completely.

"Then I shall go, Sister."

Bibi Dong's hand, which had been reviewing the memorials, paused for a moment. She did not seem as resistant to this novel form of address as she was to "Mother."

With a soft chuckle, she waved her hand to signal that Qian Renxue could leave.

Taking one last deep look at Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue turned and walked out of the Pope Hall. She wandered aimlessly across the familiar stone floor until she stopped at the Central Garden of the Douluo Hall.

"What's wrong? You seem distracted."

A familiar voice pulled her back to reality. She looked up and saw the handsome face of Lin Beiya.

With a forced smile, Qian Renxue slowly spoke:

"Beiya, I have to leave."

Lin Beiya's heart stirred. It seemed everything had arrived as expected. The little angel still had to go on that idiotic mission. Whether it was the world's restoration power or his grandfather's concern, he couldn't understand Qian Daoliu's thought process.

Staying in the Angel Temple to cultivate for decades and emerging invincible, yet she had to be sent to Heaven Dou City to waste her time.

But none of this was within his control, and he could only shrug helplessly.

This time, it was Qian Renxue's turn to be surprised.

"You... aren't you curious? Or did you already know something?"

"It's not strange. The way the New Pope looked at you, the killing intent in his eyes couldn't be hidden. It's understandable that the old man wants to move you away from him to prevent persecution."

Unable to reveal his foresight, Lin Beiya had no choice but to speak against his conscience.

Without suspicion, Qian Renxue nodded with a wry smile.

"I'm going to the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace as a spy. Before that, I need to absorb a heritage spirit bone, and after that... I'll come to say goodbye to you."

"Don't say that. We'll still see each other when you go to Heaven Dou. Once my strength improves a bit more, I'll come to Heaven Dou City to see you."

Seeing a trace of sadness reappear in the little angel's eyes, Lin Beiya gently ruffled her soft golden hair and spoke words of comfort.

This eased the little angel's heart somewhat, and she revealed a charming smile, a rare sight.

"Then it's settled. I'll go prepare to absorb the spirit bone now."