Reform? Of Course You Have to Lean on the Powerful First!

[Due to the host's actions, Flender became irritable. Reward obtained: 3,000 Emotion Points.]

[Due to the host's actions, Yu Xiaogang's emotions collapsed once again. Reward obtained: 40,000 Emotion Points.]

Seeing that he had nearly accumulated fifty thousand Emotion Points again, Qian Mochen's mood improved once more. Gangzi truly was his good brother. He knew Qian Mochen had just used up all his Emotion Points, yet he was generously contributing again.

After that, Gangzi occasionally provided Qian Mochen with one or two thousand Emotion Points. Qian Mochen really wanted to see what Gangzi had gone through to be so unable to let it go.

Before leaving, Qian Mochen had merely signaled for Gui Mei to send a strand of energy into that Amethyst Dragon, intending to mess with the newly formed Golden Iron Triangle. He hadn't expected Gangzi to be so lucky that he would actually fall into a cesspit.

"System, can you show me a replay?" Qian Mochen quietly negotiated with the system in his mind.

[This function is available in the System Mall. The host may purchase it if needed.]

Qian Mochen searched for it and found that a replay function actually cost five hundred thousand Emotion Points. This system was really unscrupulous. They were already so familiar with each other, yet it was still demanding an exorbitant price.

Qian Mochen rushed back to Spirit Hall at top speed and assigned the tasks.

"Bibi Dong, organize the reform provisions I told you about on the road into a document and give it to me the day after tomorrow."

"Big Brother, you..."

The moment the words left Qian Mochen's mouth, he saw Qian Xunji's appearance and suddenly fell silent.

His big brother, a mighty Soul Douluo, was now deathly pale and completely bloodless, looking as though he had overdrawn himself far too severely.

"Big Brother, go home and rest first. I'll handle the matters in the hall for the next few days."

The numb-looking Qian Xunji immediately pounced forward and grabbed Qian Mochen's arm upon hearing the key words, shaking his head firmly.

"No, Little Brother, let your big brother handle it! You just got back, so hurry home and get some rest!"

Qian Xunji looked at Qian Mochen with an earnest expression.

Qian Mochen blinked, roughly guessing why, and agreed with a smile.

"Big Brother, once the reforms begin, the position of Pope will be very busy. There will practically be no time to rest."

The moment Qian Xunji heard that, his eyes lit up. He nodded repeatedly. "Being busy is good! As your big brother, I naturally have to help you properly!"

After seeing Qian Mochen off, Qian Xunji immediately shouted at the guards by the door.

"Prepare a soft couch in the hall for me. Tell my wives that I'll be busy working these days, so I won't be going home to sleep!"

After returning to their residence, Qian Mochen told Bibi Dong about what had happened that day. She hadn't guessed the reason behind it and even asked about it.

Qian Mochen kindly gave her a hint.

"Didn't I find ten sisters-in-law for Big Brother? My father is probably eager to hold a grandson and has been urging him hard. Big Brother works hard during the day, and he works hard at night too."

Bibi Dong understood instantly. She quickly lowered her head and began writing, only to feel waves of heat spreading across her face.

"Oh? Is someone sick? Why is your face so hot?"

Qian Mochen deliberately reached out and touched Bibi Dong's face. Feeling the warmth against his hand, he feigned surprise.

Bibi Dong slapped Qian Mochen's hand away and glared at him. "You're the Pope, yet you never seem to do any proper work all day!"

"How have I not done anything? Aren't I preparing for reform right now?"

"Myself and your big brother are the ones doing everything. You only have to move your mouth!"

"As the Pope, I only need to control the overall direction. Naturally, the work has to be delegated. Otherwise, if I did everything myself, wouldn't I be exhausted to death?"

Qian Mochen tried to argue, but when he noticed Bibi Dong's gaze growing increasingly dangerous, he hurriedly stood up, intending to make his escape first.

"Ahem, I'll go look through the herbs in the hall. It's time to refine some pills."

Three days later, Bibi Dong placed a stack of papers as thick as a fist before Qian Mochen. "There, what you wanted. I'm going to catch up on sleep."

Qian Mochen put away the overall reform plan and went to the Pope Hall to find Qian Xunji first.

"Big Brother, I refined these pills specifically for you. Try taking one when you go home tonight."

Qian Xunji put away the pills in confusion. Although he had no idea when his little brother had learned alchemy, his little brother certainly wouldn't harm him.

Maybe I shouldn't stay in the Pope Hall tonight. Maybe I should go home?

After leaving the Pope Hall, Qian Mochen headed straight up the mountain to the Worship Hall and summoned the guards to secure the area around the main hall.

"You brat, do you think a thief could get into my Worship Hall?"

Qian Mochen's actions naturally couldn't escape Qian Daoliu's senses. Qian Daoliu snorted at him, expressing his displeasure.

"Dad, what I'm about to say concerns a major matter for the Qian Family, so naturally I have to be more cautious."

"One of your sisters-in-law is pregnant?"

"Or is Bibi Dong pregnant?"

In Qian Daoliu's eyes, the only major matter for the Qian Family was fulfilling the ancestors' instructions and raising a descendant capable of inheriting the Angel God's divine position.

Qian Xunji and Qian Mochen's generation had no chance of it, so Qian Daoliu naturally placed his hopes on the next generation.

"Dad, what are you talking about? Bibi Dong and I haven't reached that point yet!"

"Big Brother doesn't even dare go home to sleep lately. I'd say you've pushed him too hard."

"Hmph, I think he's simply not working hard enough!"

"Dad, I discovered a precious place this time. Just look!"

Qian Daoliu casually glanced over, but his gaze instantly locked onto the martial soul behind Qian Mochen.

"This... this is!"

Even someone as knowledgeable as Qian Daoliu couldn't help becoming agitated upon seeing that martial soul radiating holy golden light.

"Dad, this is my evolved martial soul. I've named it the Holy Seraphim!"

"What I want to discuss is closely related to my Martial Soul Evolution."

Qian Mochen handed over the document Bibi Dong had organized overnight.

With Qian Mochen's martial soul before him, Qian Daoliu patiently began reading the materials in his hand.

Qian Daoliu read very slowly. Sometimes, he had to reread a single page three times before turning to the next one.

After a long while, Qian Daoliu set the documents down, his heart filled with emotion.

His younger son had grown up. If Spirit Hall were handed over to him in the future, Qian Daoliu could finally rest easy.

Everything concerning the reforms was laid out clearly in the document, and the advantages and disadvantages each change would bring were explained in detail.

After finishing it, Qian Daoliu had already accepted Qian Mochen's plans in his heart.

"Mo Chen."

Qian Daoliu used the pet name he had for his younger son. He swept his gaze around the Worship Hall and saw Qian Mochen guzzling tea from a pot.

Qian Daoliu immediately recognized the pale red tea, and his heart trembled.

It was the tea Bo Saixi had personally made when they first met. All these years, he hadn't even been willing to drink a little of it, yet this brat had wasted an entire pot!

"Qian Mochen!"

A furious roar suddenly rang out.

Qian Mochen jolted in fright, nearly dropping the teacup in his hand. When he turned around, he saw Qian Daoliu holding an Ironwood Staff from who knew where, staring at him as though he were about to carry out justice for the family.

At that moment, Qian Mochen had no time to care about the notification in his mind. Sensing his father's killing intent, he turned and ran.

"Dad, I didn't do anything!"

"You and I haven't sparred in a long time, father and son. Today is the perfect time for your father to test your strength!"