The Three-Year Period Has Arrived (Bonus Chapter for Reader 㠪_bE)

Three years passed in the blink of an eye.

Spirit City, Saintess Hall.

Inside the room, the large bed was draped in netting and covered with silk quilts. Mist swirled in the air, thick with the fragrance of medicinal herbs.

Having turned eleven, Bibi Dong had grown into a graceful young girl. She sat submerged in a wooden tub, absorbing the essence of the medicinal bath.

She channeled her spirit power to draw the essence of the spirit herbs into her body, strengthening her physique and raising her cultivation.

As she did, her mind drifted to the way Qian Daoliu had pampered her over the past three years.

This feeling of being spoiled, indulged without limit, and having every request granted couldn't help but pull her into memories of the past.

In her previous life, Qian Xunji had once treated her just as well.

But everything changed the moment she decided to leave the Spirit Hall to be with her beloved Xiao Gang, heading to the Pope Palace to confront Qian Xunji, break ties with the organization, and elope to marry into the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

That old bastard Qian Xunji—a beast, a piece of human trash, a fool who understood nothing of love and lacked any shred of decency!

Relying on his superior strength, he had actually knocked her unconscious.

Then, he imprisoned her in a secret chamber, forced his love upon her, and left her pregnant with Qian Renxue.

What fueled Bibi Dong's hatred for Qian Xunji even more was his subsequent behavior.

After the incident, that scoundrel had taken her to see her beloved Xiao Gang, forcing her to speak cruel words to him, breaking his heart and humiliating him.

She remembered watching Xiao Gang being dragged out of Spirit City by two palace guards, kicked in the rear, and left face-down on the ground with his backside exposed—a picture of utter degradation.

Bibi Dong: Ah, ah, ah! Damn you, Qian Xunji! I want to kill you ten thousand times over!

It was a long while before Bibi Dong finally snapped back to reality.

Fortunately, in this life, Xiao Gang had not yet come to Spirit City. None of those things had happened yet, and everything could still be changed.

"Xiao Gang, in this life, I will never let anyone hurt you again!" Bibi Dong swore silently in her heart.

After making her vow, she rose from the tub, allowed her maid to dry her off, and dressed in a gorgeous outfit paired with small, round-toed brown leather shoes.

She stepped outside.

In the Pope Palace office, files were piled as high as mountains.

Spirit Hall was, after all, a continental-level power; even in backwater places like Saint Soul Village, they had established branch halls.

Imperial power might not reach the countryside, but Spirit Hall did.

With such a vast jurisdiction, the volume of paperwork to process was naturally immense.

Qian Daoliu, who had already retired to the Offering Hall to live out his days as the Great Offering, had been forced back to the Pope Palace to take up the Pope's duties, spending his days buried in files.

"Unfilial son, you truly are an unfilial son! Five years, five whole years, and you haven't even returned to Spirit City once!"

"You promised to marry and have children within three years, yet I haven't seen you bring back a woman or a child!"

"I retired from the Pope's position to live in peace at the Offering Hall, and now I'm forced to come back and do the Pope's work!"

"Qian Xunji, you really are a disgrace!"

Complaints aside, the files on his desk still had to be processed.

Working a 007 schedule with an endless stream of paperwork every day kept a constant sense of resentment brewing in Qian Daoliu's heart.

For the Rakshasa God, who was parasitic within Qian Daoliu's spiritual sea, this was a wonderful thing.

Every day, there was a buffet of resentment to feast upon.

Beyond Qian Daoliu, the group of bishops in the Pope Palace office provided a steady stream of resentment as well.

They had no holidays and worked over twelve hours a day.

The work was never-ending.

Resentment was generated at every waking moment.

Rakshasa God: Life is good here; I don't miss Slaughter City at all.

"Dong'er, you're here." Seeing Bibi Dong arrive, Qian Daoliu's expression shifted in an instant, transforming from a look of utter despair and resentment into a kind, smiling face.

"Master, I've already reached level 30," Bibi Dong said, feigning innocence and smiling sweetly.

This was merely her outward performance; internally, she was constantly complaining and feeling disgusted by the sight of Qian Daoliu, generating a continuous stream of resentment.

The Rakshasa God, feasting on the banquet of resentment produced by Bibi Dong, muttered, "Ungrateful wretch."

Even though Bibi Dong was an ungrateful wretch, the God Trials had to be bestowed, and the God position had to be passed on.

In the God Realm, the Rakshasa God position was a hot potato that neither humans nor dogs wanted.

The deity had long wanted to pass it down, but had never found a suitable candidate.

It was rare to find a promising seedling like Bibi Dong, who possessed twin top-tier evil spirits and was filled with such resentment.

Even if she was an ungrateful wretch who knew nothing of gratitude, the position still had to be given.

The deity would never be as generous as the Sea God Poseidon, who freely bestowed God-given spirit rings upon his candidates.

Rakshasa God: An ungrateful wretch doesn't deserve good things from this god.

Golden Crocodile Douluo watched Bibi Dong leave, then turned to Qian Daoliu and advised, "Great High Priest, your bottomless indulgence of Bibi Dong is not a good thing."

"It's fine, I know what I'm doing," Qian Daoliu waved his hand dismissively.

Golden Crocodile Douluo pressed his forehead, unable to watch.

He truly didn't know what Qian Daoliu was thinking.

He was so harsh on his own son, practicing extreme frugality.

Yet, he was so excessively doting on Bibi Dong, who had no blood relation to him, granting her every wish and practicing extreme extravagance.

Golden Crocodile Douluo understood why Qian Xunji hadn't returned home in five years.

If it were him, he might have done the same.

After all, whoever wanted to do the Pope's job could have it; he, Golden Crocodile Douluo, truly didn't want to stay in the office processing files anymore.

In the Slaughter City, on the Hell Road, within the Asura God's Slaughter Origin Space, there was only white.

"You are Secret Room Douluo, you are Secret Room Douluo..."

Facing the onslaught of the slaughter consciousness, Qian Xunji didn't even lift his eyelids, merely saying indifferently, "I am Qian Xunji, not Secret Room Douluo."

Staying here for three years, being bothered by the slaughter consciousness every day, was truly torment.

Fortunately, the three-year period was up, and he could finally leave this desolate place.

Over the past three years, Qian Xunji had initially comprehended the Law of Slaughter here, raising his cultivation to the quasi-god realm and mastering a certain degree of spatial power.

Besides the Law of Slaughter, he had also comprehended the Law of War.

He combined the Asura Killing Qi with the consciousness of war, forming the nascent Asura Battle Qi.

Three years, thirty-six months.

Every month, he signed in punctually and received Sword Separating the World.

Sword Separating the World, a sword that breaks all laws, guided by infrared lasers, instantly obliterating powerful enemies.

Sword Separating the World belonged to the category of immensely powerful divine skills on the Douluo Continent.

Theoretically, as long as the body could support it, its power was limitless.

Divine skills must be practiced.

One Monster Reborn Magic Card, capable of reviving the dead, including soul beasts and even gods.

It was a good item, but it was left to gather dust in the system space.

Qian Xunji: On the Douluo Continent, as a lone wolf, there is no one I wish to revive.

Received 5 Senzu Beans.

Senzu Beans, just one bite could rapidly heal injuries.

Even the Silver Dragon King recuperating at the bottom of the Lake of Life could be fully healed and restored to her peak state by eating a Senzu Bean.

Giving Senzu Beans to the White Dragon and becoming a Dragon Knight was something he would never do.

Qian Xunji had diligently practiced the secret techniques of the Yamanaka Clan.

It would be a waste not to record the Distraction Control in Ning Hai's mind, the Ring Detonation and Nine Heavens Hammer Arts of the Great Sumeru Hammer in Tang Chen's mind.

The Level 12 Fixed Soul Tool Cannonball "Eternal Kingdom," hailed as a god-slaying weapon.

Unfortunately, there was only one. Otherwise, he really wanted to use one for a detonation experiment on Sea God Island to measure and analyze its power.

As for other sign-in rewards, such as the Spirit Ring and Bone Deprivation Card, Child-Mother River Water, Evil-Warding Sword Technique, Mysterious Heaven Skill, Tang Sect Hidden Weapons, and Poison Scripture, Indomitable Staff Technique, they were all stored in the system space gathering dust.

As a transmigrator with a System Mother, why would he waste time cultivating the Mysterious Heaven Skill?

However, the Purple Demon Eye was still worth cultivating, as improving mental power was very important.

When the time came, Qian Xunji, who had been meditating, rose without hesitation and stepped out of the Asura God's Slaughter Origin Space.

As soon as he emerged, the voice of the Asura God reached his ears.