Douluo Continent, Spirit City.
"sigh, Second Grand Uncle is fishing again. He probably came with bait and will go back empty-handed again."
"Keep your voice down. Second Grand Uncle may be old, but his ears and eyes are still sharp!"
A patrol of knights passed by the lakeside. Seeing the white-haired, youthful-faced old man fishing leisurely on the opposite shore, they could not help but make a few remarks.
After all, this old man had been fishing here for a long time, yet he always went back empty-handed.
Those who knew thought he was fishing. Those who did not might have thought he was feeding the fish.
Of course, this Second Grand Uncle held an astonishingly high rank within Spirit Hall!
He was the younger brother of the Pope from two generations ago, a true old-timer of Spirit Hall!
Meanwhile, the old man who was fishing frowned slightly as he looked at the lake's surface.
"Now that the beginner protection period is over, have I really become a fishless angler?"
Qian Yufeng looked at the little bait and groundbait he had left and prepared to reel in his line.
When he put away his fishing rod, there was no hook at the end of the line.
"Morning passed so quickly. The life of a fisherman is truly plain and unadorned."
Qian Yufeng packed up his things and prepared to leave.
The moment he turned around, he saw a purple-haired little girl peeking out from behind a tree, her eyes wide as she curiously watched him.
The instant she realized she had been discovered, the little girl immediately ducked back behind the tree.
Qian Yufeng smiled. "Little girl, if you're craving fish, Grandpa didn't catch any today!"
"Dong'er doesn't want fish. Grandpa, you don't even have a hook on your fishing line. You can't possibly catch any fish!"
The little girl's voice came from behind the tree.
"Dong'er?" Qian Yufeng murmured, and then an electronic voice sounded beside his ear.
"Ding!" "Detected that the host has encountered Bibi Dong, the Daughter of Fate. The system is officially activated!"
That familiar yet unfamiliar system voice had nearly made Qian Yufeng forget that he was a transmigrator.
He had come to this world one hundred and eighty years ago!
One hundred and eighty years—did anyone know how he had spent those one hundred and eighty years?!
They said thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river; never look down on the poor youth.
He had lived through a full six sets of thirty years. He could have written an entire biography!
From "never look down on the poor youth" to "the tears of a tomb raider"...
Bibi Dong, the little girl, thought the old man had left. She poked her little head out again, only to find him standing there in a daze.
She began doubting herself. "Could Dong'er's words have made Grandpa sad?"
Guilt immediately filled her heart, and she carefully walked toward Qian Yufeng.
"Grandpa, Dong'er didn't mean to make you sad!" she said timidly.
Qian Yufeng came back to his senses. Looking at the little girl before him, it was difficult to connect her with the mad female Pope from the original story.
He revealed a kindly smile. "You're Dong'er, right? Grandpa was thinking about something just now and got a little distracted."
"It wasn't your words that made me sad. Fishing is just a hobby of mine. What I enjoy is the process!"
What a joke. Could a fisherman going home empty-handed really be called fishless?!
It could only be said that the fish were not biting today, which was why none had taken the hook!
Bibi Dong did not understand. Pure and innocent, she truly believed Qian Yufeng.
"Grandpa, if there's nothing else, Dong'er will leave now. Teacher is probably waiting for me to eat."
It was nearly lunchtime, and Bibi Dong needed to return for her meal.
"Dong'er, your teacher is..." Qian Yufeng asked, though he already knew the answer.
He knew it was Qian Xunji, but he could not take the initiative to reveal his identity.
"Everyone calls him His Holiness the Pope!" After saying that, Bibi Dong politely added, "Goodbye, Grandpa!"
Just then, the system's voice rang out again:
"Ding. Detected that Bibi Dong needs to replenish her energy. System mission issued!" "Help Bibi Dong replenish her energy. Reward: one Martial Soul Evolution!"
Qian Yufeng was stunned. Was this mission not a little too easy?
It was just eating a meal. That should not be difficult, right?
Since a pillow had arrived just as he was feeling sleepy, why not accept it?
Qian Yufeng called out to Bibi Dong. "Grandpa's residence is nearby. I usually enjoy studying cuisine as well. The Crystal Pork Knuckle that is so popular in Spirit City was invented by me!"
Bibi Dong's eyes lit up. She had tried Crystal Pork Knuckle before, and it was delicious.
But when she thought of her teacher, she became conflicted again.
"Grandpa, Dong'er really wants to go, but Teacher..."
She poked her two index fingers together, not knowing what to do.
Qian Yufeng smiled. "I know your teacher. I'll send someone to let him know. It's only a meal, nothing serious."
Bibi Dong looked at him doubtfully. "Grandpa, you aren't lying to Dong'er, are you? What if Teacher gets angry..."
"Hey, with Grandpa here, nothing will go wrong!"
Qian Yufeng said decisively.
What a joke. He was the Pope's Second Granduncle!
"Then... all right!" Bibi Dong still could not resist the temptation of good food.
Afterward, Qian Yufeng brought Bibi Dong back to his residence.
As soon as they entered, two maidservants dressed in fitted outfits came out.
"Master, lunch has been prepared. Three dishes and a soup."
They were spirit masters personally trained by Qian Yufeng—Title Douluo!
Lingren Douluo, Qian Lingxin. Her Martial Soul was the Ghost Spirit Blade, she was an agility-attack type, and her Soul Power was level ninety-three.
Lingsu Douluo, Qian Lingsu. Her Martial Soul was the Pure Heart Sword, she was a power-attack type, and her Soul Power was level ninety-four.
Their backgrounds were spotless. Fallen Spirit Masters had invaded and destroyed their village, leaving their parents dead...
It sounded like the standard transmigrator setup, but in truth, they were not transmigrators. They were merely innocent children caught up in the disaster.
Qian Yufeng had given both women their names anew.
Bibi Dong stood timidly behind Qian Yufeng, secretly observing the two maidservants.
Qian Yufeng smiled. "Ling Xin, go tell the Pope that Dong'er is having a meal here. She'll return after eating."
"Understood, Master!" Qian Lingxin quickly left.
Qian Yufeng led Bibi Dong into the main hall, where the fragrance of food drifted out.
The moment Bibi Dong smelled it, her eyes lit up, and her gaze immediately locked onto the dining table.
Qian Yufeng smiled. "Wash your hands first, then we'll eat!"
"Mm!" Bibi Dong hurriedly nodded.
Qian Lingxin arrived before the Pope Palace and said to the guards:
"Go report to His Holiness the Pope that I have business with him."
The guards did not dare delay and hurriedly went to report to Qian Xunji.
"Lingren Douluo? Why has she come to me instead of staying with Second Granduncle?"
Qian Xunji was greatly puzzled. She was one of the two guards belonging to his [reliable] Second Granduncle.
He said to the guard, "Let her in."
The guard turned and left. Before long, Qian Lingxin entered.
She gave a salute. "Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope."
"No need for formalities. What does Second Granduncle need?"
"Master said that Miss Dong'er is having a meal with him, so you needn't worry that she got lost."
"..." Qian Xunji was somewhat speechless, but this way of doing things truly resembled his Second Granduncle's style.
"I understand." He nodded, then asked with concern, "Is his health still good?"
"Master is in excellent health. Thank you for your concern, Your Holiness the Pope. I apologize for the interruption. This subordinate will take her leave."
After answering respectfully, Qian Lingxin turned and left.
Once she had left, Qian Xunji's stern and serious expression immediately turned into one of helpless headache.
"This Second Granduncle... at his age, he still loves making trouble."
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