Fighting Shoulder-to-Shoulder with Mother

The Rakshasa God hurriedly retreated to Bibi Dong's side.

"Let's go."

Two figures soared into the air, returning to Spirit Hall.

Spirit Hall, Pope Palace.

Bibi Dong and the Rakshasa God stood side by side, gazing at the Sky Screen outside the window, remaining silent for a long time.

"Are you one of Brother Cao's people?" Bibi Dong finally spoke, her voice filled with complex emotions.

The Rakshasa God nodded and gave a bitter smile. "That's right. What about you? Don't tell me you aren't!"

Bibi Dong shook her head. "I am not."

The Rakshasa God looked at her, her gaze full of suspicion.

Given Brother Cao's nature, there was no reason he would let such a stunning, top-tier woman go.

She was just about to press the issue.

"BOOM!!!"

Above the Sky Screen, golden light surged wildly; the Combat Power Ranking had updated.

[Combat Power Ranking, 5th Place: Bibi Dong.]

[Identity: Pope of Spirit Hall, mother of Qian Renxue.]

[Strength: First-level God.]

[Techniques: Yin-Yang Reincarnation Technique, Heavenly Demon Chaotic Dance.]

[Rewards: Teleportation Talisman x10, can teleport to any location on the Douluo Continent; Divine Artifact: Passion-Burning Whip.]

A familiar pillar of golden light descended from the sky, enveloping Bibi Dong within it.

The Rakshasa God watched Bibi Dong in the golden light, her mouth twitching slightly.

This woman didn't even blink when she lied; she was truly worthy of being my successor.

She had just been denying it to the death, yet in the blink of an eye, she was on the list.

Bibi Dong bathed in the golden light, her graceful and luxurious face devoid of any expression.

Deep down, however, complex emotions surged; in the end, she couldn't hide it anymore.

The Rakshasa God watched her figure, calculating internally.

Although she was temperamental and capricious, it wouldn't be wise to make a move against Bibi Dong.

Besides, they might become allies in the future.

She had a premonition that, eventually, the goddesses of the God Realm might also appear on the list.

At this moment, footsteps echoed from outside the hall, and Qian Renxue walked in.

Her long golden hair shimmered with a soft luster in the candlelight, and a faint smile graced her angelic face.

Her gaze landed on her mother—or more accurately, on the golden halo that had yet to dissipate above her mother's head. The corner of her mouth curled up slightly; she knew her mother must have practiced the Yin-Yang Reincarnation Technique. Let's see how you try to talk your way out of this now.

Bibi Dong looked at her and opened her mouth, then sighed. Forget it, let her know.

Qian Renxue stepped forward and took her mother's arm, smiling brightly. "Mother, stop pretending. I've known for a long time. I knew from the day your face turned red and you said, 'The weather is a bit hot.'"

Bibi Dong's face flushed slightly, and Qian Renxue continued, "That's great. We mother and daughter must look out for each other."

Bibi Dong took a deep breath, suppressing the embarrassment in her heart, and nodded.

Qian Renxue's smile grew even brighter. She could finally fight side-by-side with her mother; she wondered if Brother Cao would be able to handle it.

Just then, her gaze fell upon the purple-black figure standing to the side.

The Rakshasa God was leaning against a stone pillar, watching the mother and daughter with great interest.

Qian Renxue's brow furrowed slightly; she had never seen this person before.

The purple-black divine robes, the bewitching face, and the aura of evil radiating from her body all made her feel an inexplicable sense of danger. "Who are you?"

The Rakshasa God did not answer.

She scrutinized Qian Renxue, her purple-black eyes flickering with complex light—an Angel Spirit, a descendant of the Angel God.

The corner of her mouth lifted, but it was not a kind smile.

The Rakshasa God and the Angel God had been mortal enemies since ancient times.

One governed evil and slaughter, while the other governed holiness and order; they were like fire and water.

Now that the descendant of her enemy was right before her, should she strike?

The Rakshasa God's aura began to rise slowly, purple-black divine light swirling around her body, and a suffocating pressure filled the air.

Bibi Dong's expression changed abruptly. She lunged forward, blocking Qian Renxue. "What are you doing?"

The Rakshasa God said nothing, merely looking at Bibi Dong and the determination in her eyes.

Bibi Dong took a deep breath and said, word by word, "Xue'er is also one of Brother Cao's people."

The Rakshasa God's aura suddenly faltered: "Huh?"

Her mouth hung slightly open, her bewitching face filled with disbelief.

She looked at Bibi Dong, then at Qian Renxue. Had things on the Douluo Continent really become this wild?

Mother and daughter together? This Brother Cao was even more perverted than she was!

Bibi Dong watched her expression, gave a bitter smile, and nodded.

She turned to Qian Renxue and said, "Xue'er, this is the Rakshasa God from the God Realm. Um, she also cultivates the Yin-Yang Reincarnation Technique."

Qian Renxue's eyes widened instantly: "Ah? Even the God Realm has it?"

Qian Renxue remained silent for a moment, then let out a long breath.

Did the deities of the God Realm all have that kind of relationship with Brother Cao?

Brother Cao's reach was truly long enough.

The Rakshasa God looked at the mother and daughter, the killing intent in her heart having vanished into thin air—they were all on the same side!

She retracted her aura, leaned lazily against a stone pillar, and spoke in a languid tone: "Fine, fine. Since you are Brother Cao's people, then so be it."

Bibi Dong breathed a sigh of relief, and Qian Renxue followed suit.

The atmosphere inside the palace became harmonious; after all, they were all one big family.

Bibi Dong looked at the Rakshasa God, paused for a moment, and asked, "Rakshasa, are you still returning to the God Realm?"

The Rakshasa God shook her head, her bewitching face full of disdain: "Not going back for now. The God Realm is completely boring. Meetings, meetings, meetings all day long, arguing back and forth, and nothing ever gets solved. It's better to stay here, at least..."

She paused, a smile curling the corners of her lips, "At least Brother Cao is here."

Bibi Dong nodded: "Since that's the case, stay at Spirit Hall for now. When the opportunity arises, we will go see Brother Cao together."

The Rakshasa God's eyes lit up: "Good idea. I've long wanted to meet this Brother Cao. We've communicated so many times in my dreams, but I've never seen him in reality."

The corners of Bibi Dong's mouth twitched slightly.

Communicated so many times in dreams? Just how deep was their relationship?

Qian Renxue watched these two women, secretly calculating in her heart.

Mother, the Rakshasa God, and herself—three god-level combatants. Mother and daughter joining forces with a deity from the God Realm assisting... could Brother Cao handle this lineup? The corners of her mouth curled upward, feeling a bit expectant.

Elder Hall.

Qian Daoliu looked at the golden pillar of light above the Pope Palace, his expression complex.

Pope Bibi Dong, Xue'er's mother, his daughter-in-law.

She also cultivated the Yin-Yang Reincarnation Technique; it was truly absurd.

The dignity of his Qian family had been rubbed into the dirt over and over again. What a disgrace!

Yet, he had no way to stop it. The current Douluo Continent was no longer the era where a Limit Douluo was the ceiling.

There were now a bunch of god-level powerhouses, and they were all connected to Brother Cao.

Fortunately, that Brother Cao had no intention of dominating the continent; otherwise, who could stop him?

Forget it, let it be. As long as Spirit Hall still stood, that was enough!