Angelic Oracle, Tragic Yu Xiaogang

"Yu Xiaogang?"

Qian Xunji shook his head, clearly unimpressed by Yu Xiaogang.

He had read Yu Xiaogang's theories; many were merely plagiarized from the archives of Spirit Hall or deduced from existing data.

Some of the data was even poorly reasoned, riddled with significant flaws.

As for that 'Rakshasa Meditation Method,' as a dignified descendant of the angels, how could he possibly think highly of a cultivation technique that meditated upon an Evil God?

He practiced using the meditation methods of Spirit Hall, and thanks to the existence of his Six-Winged Angel martial soul, the results were no less effective than that meditation method.

He kept Yu Xiaogang around only because Spirit Hall had designs on the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan; the timing simply wasn't right yet.

"You don't need to be modest. I don't believe you haven't realized the source of Yu Xiaogang's theories."

"Enough, I asked to see you because I wanted to ask about Bibi Dong," Qian Xunji said.

Ling Feng felt a chill in his heart. "What would Your Majesty the Pope like to ask?"

"I hear that over the past year, you have been very close to Bibi Dong?"

Qian Xunji's tone remained gentle, but to Ling Feng, it was far from simple, for he knew Qian Xunji's true intentions.

"Your Majesty the Pope, this is my fault."

"I discovered that my martial soul is compatible with the Holy Maiden's, and practicing together yields twice the result with half the effort."

"That is why I was tempted to ask for the Holy Maiden's assistance. Please, Your Majesty, punish me." Ling Feng admitted his fault honestly.

Qian Xunji looked at Ling Feng, seeing that his expression remained normal, showing no signs of a guilty conscience.

It seems this Ling Feng is a cultivation fanatic. Perhaps there will be a place for him among the elders of Spirit Hall in the future.

His martial soul is compatible with Dong'er's; once he matures, he will be perfectly suited to assist Bibi Dong.

Qian Xunji was very satisfied with Ling Feng's performance. Ling Feng had spent nearly a year with Bibi Dong without any sparks flying between them.

Such a person was intelligent, knew his place, and was safe.

"So that is how it is. Your research into martial soul theory is quite profound."

"Bibi Dong is my disciple, and in the future, she will likely succeed me as the next Pope of Spirit Hall."

"You are her right-hand man. I hope you will always remind Bibi Dong to prioritize Spirit Hall and not be distracted by trivial matters!"

"For instance, romantic entanglements. If you discover that Bibi Dong has developed feelings for anyone, you must inform me."

Qian Xunji's tone remained the same as before, but Ling Feng could hear the underlying warning.

"Yes, Your Majesty the Pope. I will do my best to assist the Holy Maiden!" Ling Feng said.

"Good. Go prepare yourself and head out for training with Bibi Dong!" Qian Xunji said.

Ling Feng bowed once more and cautiously backed out of the Pope Palace.

This place is simply not meant for humans to stay in. That scared the life out of me! Ling Feng thought to himself.

Rakshasa Bibi Dong, residing within him, felt a pang of distress at seeing Qian Xunji once again.

However, seeing Ling Feng's current state, her mood improved significantly.

Thankfully, this world has taken a different turn! Rakshasa Bibi Dong thought.

Having been reborn, she could finally change a few things.

The moment Ling Feng left, Qian Xunji's face darkened. Although Ling Feng had been tactful, he was still displeased.

"No matter. As long as it aids Dong'er's cultivation, what does any of this matter?"

Just then, a voice echoed in Qian Xunji's ears.

"Xunji, the Angel God has sent down an oracle!"

Qian Daoliu suddenly appeared beside Qian Xunji. His appearance seemed even younger than Qian Xunji's.

"Father? Is this true?" Qian Xunji was somewhat agitated.

He didn't know how many years it had been since the Angel God had responded to them, yet now, an oracle had been sent down?

Qian Daoliu nodded and said, "The God says that evil energy has emerged in the world. The angels shall purge this evil and let the light of the sun shine upon the earth."

"Go and investigate what has happened recently to cause this."

Qian Xunji felt a jolt in his heart. This was an oracle. Anything capable of drawing the attention of a god was likely a god itself.

"Father, could an Evil God have descended into the world?" Qian Xunji asked.

"Oh? Have you discovered something?" Qian Daoliu asked.

Qian Xunji took out a volume of Yu Xiaogang's theories and handed it to Qian Daoliu.

As soon as Qian Daoliu opened it, he saw the Rakshasa Meditation Method. The visualization diagram was filled with killing intent and evil energy.

"Hmph!" A sun-like flame appeared in Qian Daoliu's palm, burning the book to ashes.

"It is indeed the work of an Evil God. No wonder it alarmed the Angel God. Go and find out who is responsible!"

"Furthermore, you must father a child as soon as possible so that the radiance of the Angel God may descend upon this world and sweep away all evil!" Qian Daoliu said.

"Ah?" Qian Xunji did not understand why this involved him, or why he was the one who had to father a child.

"What are you 'ah-ing' about? Neither you nor I have gained the favor of the gods or been granted the Nine Trials of God; naturally, we can only rely on my grandson or granddaughter!"

After Qian Daoliu finished speaking, he left the Pope Palace to return to his worship of the Angel God.

Only then did Qian Xunji react: "Father means that my child has a chance to undergo the Nine Trials of the Angel?"

However, he did not want to have a child so soon, as he still harbored thoughts of Bibi Dong.

Qian Xunji felt somewhat displeased and prepared to deal with the other matter mentioned in the divine oracle first.

"That Yu Xiaogang is surely a lackey of the Evil God, and he must be inseparable from this divine oracle!"

Qian Xunji had originally intended to make use of Yu Xiaogang, but now he had no choice but to deal with him.

At the foot of the mountain, Yu Xiaogang finally waited for Ling Feng and Bibi Dong to descend.

He was just about to step forward to find Bibi Dong and explain his status as a master of spirit theory.

But before he could approach, two figures suddenly appeared beside him and grabbed his shoulders.

Yu Xiaogang struggled for a moment, only to find that he could not move at all.

He immediately realized that the cultivation of these two people was even higher than Ling Feng's.

"What are you doing? This is the Spirit Holy Mountain; how dare you take action here?"

"I am Yu Xiaogang, the master of spirit theory! I have contributed to Spirit Hall, I have rendered meritorious service to Spirit Hall!" Yu Xiaogang shouted.

"Yu Xiaogang? We are acting under the Pope's orders; it is precisely you, Yu Xiaogang, that we are here to capture!" the man holding him said.

Yu Xiaogang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "So, His Holiness the Pope wishes to grant me an audience?"

"Then let me go. We are heading to the Pope Palace, right? I can walk on my own!"

"Hmph, you still want to go to the Pope Palace? Keep dreaming! The place you are going is the dungeon! Hehehe!"

After the spirit master who captured him finished speaking, he did not wait for Yu Xiaogang to argue further and dragged him toward the dungeon.

Yu Xiaogang wanted to call for help, but he discovered that he could no longer make a sound, and could only watch helplessly as the two men took him toward the dungeon.

Watching Yu Xiaogang being dragged away, Ling Feng could not help but ask, "What happened to Yu Xiaogang? Why is he being taken away?"

"Who is Yu Xiaogang?" Bibi Dong had already forgotten such a person existed.

"It's nothing, just an insignificant person!" Ling Feng said.

This Yu Xiaogang really does carry misfortune with him; I didn't expect it to manifest so quickly.

I just didn't expect that the one targeting him wouldn't be the God of Rakshasa, but Spirit Hall itself!

Ling Feng could only pray silently, hoping that Yu Xiaogang's fate would be even more miserable.