Ju Douluo was so frightened by Qian Xunji's questioning that he immediately dropped to both knees, bowed his head respectfully, and stammered out a reply.
"Your Holiness, I-I did not neglect my duty. I was careless and fell victim to his Illusion Technique. I-I..."
How could he dare conceal anything from Qian Xunji now? He directly laid out the entire sequence of events.
"What? What did you say? You fell victim to his Illusion Technique? Didn't you say he was only around twenty years old, with strength merely at the Soul Ancestor level?
And yet you were caught in his Illusion Technique? Chrysanthemum Elder, your skill at lying is becoming more and more impressive. Good. Very good."
Qian Xunji laughed in fury. He simply did not believe that Wang Jingyu, with the mere strength of a Soul Ancestor, could use mental power to cast an Illusion Technique on a Titled Douluo-level expert.
In his view, Ju Douluo merely wanted to use the excuse of falling under an Illusion Technique to cover up his dereliction of duty.
"No, Your Holiness, I wasn't lying. I really did fall victim to his Illusion Technique. I was the one who let down my guard and underestimated him.
If you don't believe me, you can summon everyone who traveled with us and confront them. I truly did not neglect my duty..."
Ju Douluo's face was filled with shame. Being tricked by a Soul Ancestor's Illusion Technique—he was truly one of a kind.
"Fine. I'll believe you for now. Get up and continue."
Qian Xunji snorted coldly and slowly walked to the papal throne, sitting down in a commanding posture as he scrutinized Ju Douluo with authority.
Wang Jingyu quietly mocked him in his heart. It had to be said, Qian Xunji's strength was nothing special, but he sure put on an impressive act.
In the original story, Tang Hao had just broken through Rank 90 when he beat the Rank 95 Qian Xunji into a severe injury.
And this guy still had the nerve to act so arrogant.
If he had not had a Rank 99 peak Douluo father, someone would probably have come knocking long ago and beaten him senseless.
Only then did Ju Douluo rise from the floor and continue recounting what had happened in Suotuo City.
When he spoke of how Wang Jingyu and Bibi Dong had deliberately kissed in public to make Yu Xiaogang give up,
Wang Jingyu clearly sensed Qian Xunji's aura change in an instant. His expression darkened, and uncontrollable fury poured from him.
"What did you say?! The Saintess kissed a man she had known for less than a month?
And it was at the Great Soul Arena, in front of everyone's eyes?!"
Ju Douluo nodded slightly and answered with certainty.
"Reporting to Your Holiness, that is indeed the case. However, I could see that the Saintess and that young man had developed feelings for each other. Both of them held great affection for the other.
Your Holiness, this is a fine opportunity to win over talent. As long as we use the Saintess to bring that young man into the Holy Hall, in ten years, he will absolutely become a pillar of the Holy Hall..."
Before Chrysanthemum Elder could finish, Qian Xunji raised a hand and slammed it heavily against the armrest of the papal throne.
"Chrysanthemum Elder, how dare you! Do I need you to teach me how to conduct my affairs? His background is unknown. Do you know who he really is?
And yet you want to bring him into the Holy Hall just like that! You even want the Saintess to marry him? What benefits did he give you? You bastard!"
Qian Xunji flew into a hysterical rage on the spot. Ju Douluo was so intimidated by his furious roar that he did not dare make a sound.
It was also the first time Ju Douluo had seen His Holiness the Pope lose control like this. It had never happened before.
But Wang Jingyu could see it clearly. Qian Xunji possessed an extremely strong desire to possess Bibi Dong.
That possessiveness had already surpassed the boundaries that should have existed between master and disciple.
His intense possessiveness would not allow him to watch his disciple throw herself into another man's arms.
Whether that man was Yu Xiaogang, Wang Jingyu, or anyone else.
Qian Xunji clenched his fists, his old face dark and gloomy as he squeezed out eight words through gritted teeth.
"Ghost Elder! Come see me at once!"
As the order fell, an expert shrouded entirely in black shadow drifted over.
Like a legendary spirit, he made even Wang Jingyu feel that the surrounding air had turned colder.
"Gui Mei pays respects to His Holiness the Pope."
The black shadow respectfully bowed slightly to Qian Xunji.
"Mm." Qian Xunji nodded and immediately issued his command.
"Later, you and Chrysanthemum Elder will go to Suotuo City and capture the man involved with the Saintess. Once you bring him back, interrogate him under severe torture!
Make sure you pry out which faction he comes from and what his purpose was in approaching the Saintess!"
He stared coldly at Ju Douluo, who was kneeling on the ground, and asked word by word,
"Chrysanthemum Elder, I trust you know what you should do, yes?"
Ju Douluo's face instantly turned pale. He was utterly incapable of defying the Pope's orders.
He pondered for a moment, hesitated for a long while, and only then spoke.
"Your Holiness, there is no need for us to go to Suotuo City to look for him. That young man came to Spirit City with the convoy this time.
After entering the city, he got off the carriage. He should still be in Spirit City now."
Wang Jingyu looked at Ju Douluo, his sword-like brows tightly furrowing.
Fortunately, he had been cautious enough to leave a spare Heavenly Eye on this man.
Otherwise, by the time Ju Douluo and Gui Douluo came to capture him, he might still have been sleeping soundly.
As Gui Douluo and Ju Douluo bowed and left the great hall,
Wang Jingyu saw Qian Xunji secretly ordering the Holy Hall guards to keep Bibi Dong under surveillance and forbid anyone from visiting her.
Just as feared, the worst had come to pass. He had always worked to keep Bibi Dong from repeating the tragedy of the original story.
Yet not only had he failed to stop it, he had caused the entire matter to happen two years early.
Now Qian Xunji had already sent Ju Douluo and Gui Douluo to capture him.
With his Peak-level Stealth Technique, Wang Jingyu would not have much trouble avoiding capture by them.
But rescuing Bibi Dong from Spirit Hall with only the strength of a Rank 49 Soul Ancestor was nothing but wishful thinking.
Even if he possessed a Soul Guiding Cannon that would not appear until ten thousand years later,
he still could not possibly fight his way into Spirit Hall. After all, the Soul Guiding Cannon also required an immense amount of Soul Power to display its proper might.
Full of frustration, Wang Jingyu directly opened his storage space, wanting to find something useful inside.
At that moment, a Mysterious Strongman Experience Card marked with a "?" entered Wang Jingyu's sight.
Besides that, there was also a strange mask that looked entirely unfamiliar, seemingly one the system had given him while he was writing his diary earlier.
As though he had found a savior, Wang Jingyu immediately took the Mysterious Strongman Experience Card into his hand.
Activating this card depended on luck. If it really gave him a Bule (Dongfang Bubai) Experience Card, Wang Jingyu could only cry himself unconscious in the restroom.
He held the Mysterious Strongman Experience Card between his palms and silently prayed in his heart.
"Dong'er, if that really happens, whether I can save you will depend on your luck. Mysterious Strongman Experience Card, activate!"
Wang Jingyu closed his eyes and waited anxiously for the system notification.
"Congratulations, Host. You have obtained one Current Clear Sky Douluo Experience Card! Upon use, you may transform into the current Clear Sky Douluo and possess 100% of his strength and all Soul Skills."
The current Clear Sky Douluo? Tang Hao?
Ah, was he supposed to go to Spirit Hall and throw his life away with Tang Hao's strength?
Just as Wang Jingyu was about to reveal a disappointed expression, something occurred to him!
The current Clear Sky Douluo! No! It wasn't Tang Hao! It was Tang Chen!!!
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