Farewell, Heading to Sea God Island

Poseinan stood straight as a pine, his gaze clear and devoid of fear as he met Bibi Dong's furious eyes head-on.

"Bibi Dong, I have no right to interfere with your past, but I know this: life is short. Every child born into this world is innocent. The grievances and hatred of the previous generation should not be visited upon an innocent child!"

"Qian Renxue is your daughter; that is an unchangeable fact. No matter how much you loathe her or try to escape it, she is still the child you carried for ten months!"

Having said this, he stopped looking at her expression and turned to walk toward the exit of the hall.

As he reached the doorway, he paused slightly. Without looking back, he left behind a resounding statement that drifted deep into the hall:

"Also, do not take your position as Pope too seriously, and certainly do not think your Rakshasa God Position is all that powerful."

"This world is far vaster than you imagine. There is still so much you have never seen and cannot even fathom."

As the echoes lingered, Poseinan pushed open the heavy palace doors and stepped out of the Pope Palace, his figure gradually disappearing into the sunlight outside.

Inside the hall.

Bibi Dong stood frozen in place. The tension that had gripped her body instantly collapsed, and the fury in her eyes was replaced by overwhelming shock, her heart churning in turmoil.

How could he know that she had initiated the Rakshasa God Trial?

This matter was extremely secretive; she had never revealed a shred of it to outsiders. Even Qian Daoliu, who had been keeping a close watch on her, likely knew nothing of it.

What exactly was the background of this youth who had appeared so suddenly?

Just as Bibi Dong was lost in her thoughts.

Ghost walked quickly into the hall, his body wreathed in a cold, eerie aura. He leaned in close, his tone filled with both malice and respect: "Your Holiness, that brat was far too insolent just now. Shall I have him seized immediately to serve as a warning to others?"

Before he could finish, Bibi Dong snapped at him: "Silence! Never mention this matter again!"

Ghost's heart jolted, and he hurriedly lowered his head: "Yes."

His mind was filled with confusion.

Given Bibi Dong's usual temperament, someone who dared to challenge her authority like that would have already been ordered to be executed. Why was she acting so strangely today?

Could this youth named Poseinan possess a background so immense that even Bibi Dong feared it?

But in this world, what background could possibly be greater than Spirit Hall?

Before Ghost could make sense of it, Bibi Dong waved her hand, her tone brooking no argument: "Withdraw. Remember, you are not to touch him!"

"Yes, your subordinate will strictly obey the Pope's command!"

Ghost bowed and retreated, filled with questions but not daring to ask.

Not long after Poseinan walked out of the Pope Palace, an aged voice suddenly sounded in his ears:

"Kid, you've known her for less than a day, and you're already helping Xue'er this much?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Poseinan couldn't help but curse inwardly: Do you think I want to? Who told you old geezer not to take me to Sea God Island.

However, he said aloud: "Sister Xue'er saved me, and she is my friend. I don't want to see her sad."

From the sky came a long, wistful sigh: "Sigh—"

"Very well. Although I swore a solemn oath many years ago never to set foot on Sea God Island again for the rest of my life, today, I am willing to break that oath for your sake."

A flash of golden light suddenly appeared before Poseinan's eyes.

Qian Daoliu's tall figure appeared out of thin air before him. The aura of a ninety-nine-level Peerless Douluo was restrained, yet carried an inherent majesty.

He lowered his head slightly, his gaze falling upon Poseinan, filled with undisguised appreciation and approval.

If he had only looked after Poseinan previously out of consideration for his old friend Poseixi, he now felt nothing but pure admiration for the boy.

Gratitude and loyalty.

This was the highest praise Qian Daoliu could give to a youth.

A spark of surprise erupted in Poseinan's eyes: "Really?"

Holy crap! A blessing in disguise!

As long as he reached Sea God Island.

He would be like a fish entering the vast ocean or a bird taking to the open sky, no longer bound by anything!

Qian Daoliu nodded slightly: "Of course, I never lie."

"However..."

The joy on Poseinan's face instantly faded, his mouth drooping as he muttered to himself, knowing this old man wouldn't agree so easily.

Qian Daoliu changed his tone, his eyes softening: "Xue'er will be out of school soon. Are you sure you don't want to say goodbye to her before setting off for Sea God Island?"

Hearing this, an image of Qian Renxue crying and clinging to his arm, refusing to let go, involuntarily surfaced in Poseinan's mind. He shuddered and shook his head, refusing decisively:

"Forget it. I hate those sentimental scenes during goodbyes."

Qian Daoliu nodded secretly: "Very well. If you leave quietly, perhaps Xue'er won't be too sad."

He agreed with Poseinan's words as well.

As the little girl's grandfather, he knew better than anyone just how lonely and desolate she truly was.

He often even saw Qian Renxue sitting alone in her room, chatting with a ragdoll, which pained his heart deeply.

"In that case, shall we depart now?"

Qian Daoliu asked.

"Wait a moment."

Poseinan quickly spoke up, "I'll write a letter to leave for Sister Xue'er; you don't mind, do you, Senior?"

Qian Daoliu naturally had no objections; in fact, he was happy to see it happen.

If Poseinan were not the son of Poseixi, he would have wanted to keep him in Spirit City to keep Qian Renxue company so she could truly be happy.

Poseinan hurried back to his room in the Consecration Hall, picked up a brush to write the letter, and carefully placed it in the most conspicuous spot on the desk.

After confirming everything was in order, he set off with Qian Daoliu.

Although Spirit City and Sea God Island were separated by ten thousand miles, for Qian Daoliu, a level ninety-nine peerless Douluo standing at the pinnacle of the Douluo Continent, this distance was nothing more than a snap of the fingers.

Qian Daoliu carried Poseinan, his body wreathed in a brilliant golden halo.

They transformed into a streak of high-speed light, piercing the sky and racing through the clouds.

Passersby below caught sight of the dazzling radiance and, thinking it was a falling star, bowed their heads to make wishes.

Meanwhile.

Qian Renxue had finally made it through school. After obediently saying goodbye to her teacher, her little face was filled with anticipation.

She ran to the academy gate and looked around, but she never saw that familiar figure.

"What is this? He clearly promised to come pick me up."

Qian Renxue puffed out her cheeks, her eyes filled with disappointment, and she muttered softly, "That hateful Poseinan, he actually dared to lie to me! When I get back, I'm definitely going to teach him a lesson!"

Carrying a belly full of grievances, she trotted all the way to the Consecration Hall.

But when she pushed open the door to his room, it was empty. There was still no sign of Poseinan, and the grievance on her little face instantly turned into panic.

Could something have happened to him?

As her heart fluttered with anxiety, Qian Renxue caught sight of a letter resting on the desk.

There was no signature on the envelope. Her heart tightened, and she stepped forward quickly, her hands trembling as she tore it open.