Ah Yin, I Have a Daughter-No, That's Not Right (Please Keep Reading)

Ye Xunfeng nodded. "Senior, is something wrong with the Angel God?"

"Not dead, but in your Douluo Continent terms, the Angel God mysteriously vanished thousands of years ago. Still alive, but the Godhood has been temporarily managed by another god..." The God of Destruction left it at that and waved him away.

After clasping his fists in salute, Ye Xunfeng slowly left the Secret Realm.

He opened his eyes again and looked at the child on the bed, shaking his head helplessly.

Ye Xunfeng continued to slowly infuse Life Force into the child's soul, ensuring that the shattered soul would not leave any adverse effects.

However, during this thorough examination, he discovered that the child possessed not only sacred light power, but also a dark aura.

A glint flashed in Ye Xunfeng's eyes. There really was a problem with the Angel God's Godhood.

Otherwise, how could that disgusting golden liquid possibly appear in a proper god's Godly Trial? The key was that it had even been broadcast live by another god.

Ye Xunfeng looked mockingly toward the Elder Hall.

Qian Daoliu... what a joke he had been in his previous life.

But how was he supposed to explain this to Ah Yin...

Ah, no. He did not want to see a love triangle turn into a battlefield.

Once Bibi Dong had recovered from childbirth and the child's soul had stabilized, he would go find Ah Yin.

Star Luo City.

"Brother Hao, Brother Xiao, you're both amazing." Chu Ying looked at the two of them with utter admiration.

"Of course. Big Brother and I are the Clear Sky Twin Stars!" Tang Hao said proudly.

"Still, Ah Ying, the two of us need to return to the sect. The Seven Great Sects will be reselected in four months." Tang Hao looked excited. "Come home with us."

"But my Martial Soul is..." Chu Ying said with a wronged expression.

"No one gets to choose their Martial Soul. I believe Ah Ying is the purest girl in the world!" Tang Xiao hurriedly declared his devotion as well.

"That's right, Ah Ying. You're our third sister. We'll vouch for you. Who would dare say anything?" Tang Hao said.

"Mm." Chu Ying nodded, a trace of happiness flashing across her face.

The library in Spirit City.

Yu Xiaogang stared blankly at all the bizarre nonsense Ye Xunfeng had written, his mind filled with pole vaulting and fart gods!

Ye Xunfeng watched from afar with a look of disgust. Yu Xiaogang's expression was simply unbearable to look at—arrogant and self-assured, paired with that greasy look...

Ye Xunfeng felt like his eyes were about to go blind.

Ye Xunfeng withdrew his gaze and turned to leave the library.

Yu Xiaogang had completely fallen into it. Those random things he had written had merely been casual scribbles, yet the man had actually treated them as treasures.

Hopefully, he would properly mislead future students, especially by gathering the anti-Spirit Hall faction together again.

When Ye Xunfeng returned to the Pope Palace, Yue Guan was waiting outside with a wax-sealed letter in hand.

"Your Eminence, a letter has arrived from the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well." Yue Guan respectfully offered it with both hands. "It was personally written by Dugu Bo."

Ye Xunfeng accepted the letter, opened it, and gave it a quick glance.

Dugu Bo's handwriting was just like the man himself—wild and unruly—but the contents were simple.

Ah Yin had broken through to rank sixty-eight. Her cultivation speed was even faster than expected. Dugu Bo wrote that at this pace, Ah Yin would be able to attempt rank seventy within half a year at most.

Half a year.

Ye Xunfeng folded the letter and tucked it into his sleeve, his gaze darkening slightly.

When Ah Yin arrived in half a year, how she and Bibi Dong would get along would be a problem.

He had told Bibi Dong that he would not let her down, and Bibi Dong had said she could coexist peacefully with Ah Yin. But when the day truly came and two women lived under the same roof, could nothing possibly happen?

Ye Xunfeng rubbed his temples.

Forget it. He would take things one step at a time.

"Yue Guan, I've finished reviewing the second round of inspection reports." Ye Xunfeng walked into the hall and took his seat at the head. "There are problems in several places."

Yue Guan hurried in after him and took out paper and brush from his sleeve, ready to record his orders.

"The Star Luo City branch hall changed hall masters. Have the old accounts been checked?" Ye Xunfeng tapped the table with his finger. "The previous hall master may have been sentenced, but the people under him couldn't all have been clean. Have Jin Tao take people there again. Don't miss anyone."

"Yes."

Ye Xunfeng gave several more instructions. Yue Guan recorded them one by one and was about to withdraw when he suddenly remembered something and turned back.

"Your Eminence, there is one more matter." Yue Guan lowered his voice. "The deposed pope, Qian Xunji, has caused trouble several times in the dungeon."

"What is he making a fuss about?"

"He keeps demanding to see the Grand Pontiff, saying the Grand Pontiff would never abandon him." Disgust flashed across Yue Guan's face. "He also said... that Your Eminence is not the Six-Winged Angel and is unworthy..."

Ye Xunfeng gave a cold laugh.

"Ignore him." He lifted his teacup and took a sip. "Send more people to watch the dungeon. Just don't let him die. Oh, and increase his daily workload."

"Yes."

After Yue Guan withdrew, Ye Xunfeng sat alone in the hall, tapping the tabletop again and again with his fingers.

Qian Xunji still wanted to turn things around?

Heh. Dream on.

Even if Qian Daoliu wanted to protect him, he could no longer do so.

No matter how muddleheaded Qian Daoliu was, he could not possibly step forward to speak for his son. If he truly did, then the faith of the Angel God might as well be discarded.

Besides, Qian Daoliu barely left the Elder Hall anymore.

Ye Xunfeng stood and walked to the window, looking toward the distant Elder Hall.

Qian Daoliu had remained in the Angel Sanctuary these past days, praying before that Angel Statue. Who knew what he was praying for?

Praying for the Angel God's forgiveness?

Ye Xunfeng withdrew his gaze.

Saintess Palace.

Bibi Dong reclined on a soft couch, holding Xiao Xue in her arms and gently patting her.

The little one had drunk her fill and was sleeping soundly. Her tiny mouth would still suck now and then, as though she were nursing in her dreams.

"My lady, you should rest." The maid approached lightly and advised her in a soft voice.

"I'll hold her a little longer." Bibi Dong did not look up, her eyes fixed on her daughter's face. "Go attend to your work."

The maid answered and retreated to the outer room.

Looking down at her daughter, Bibi Dong suddenly spoke softly. "Xiao Xue, what name do you think your father wants to give you?"

Naturally, the little one did not answer. She merely turned over and buried her little face in Bibi Dong's arms.

Bibi Dong smiled, but the smile did not reach her eyes.

Bibi Dong remembered Ye Xunfeng's expression when he had said, "I'll take responsibility," that night.

That had not been affection. It had been responsibility.

What he felt for her was responsibility.

Bibi Dong bit her lip, unable to describe what she was feeling.

She knew there was someone else in Ye Xunfeng's heart. That girl named Ah Yin—whenever he mentioned her, even his tone was different.

It was something she had never felt from Ye Xunfeng.

"It's fine." Bibi Dong murmured softly, as if trying to convince herself. "It's fine even if he doesn't like me. Being by his side is enough.

A month later, after confirming that Bibi Dong and Xiao Xue were fine, Ye Xunfeng handed over part of his duties to Yue Guan.

Meanwhile, Ye Xunfeng himself was already in Sunset Forest.

"Ah Yin, I have a daughter. No, that's too blunt..."