"Bibi Dong, mind your words. As a devout follower of the Angel God, everything I do is for the Spirit Hall."
Qian Daoliu clasped his hands behind his back, a hint of displeasure clearly showing on his handsome face.
As the Grand Elder of the Worship Hall, he had never before been insulted like this.
"Your Holiness the Pope, I advise you to give my proposal some more thought! It would be good for everyone if this boy joined the Worship Hall!"
Qian Daoliu took a few steps forward, the golden light in his eyes shining even brighter than before.
At his words, a cold smile appeared on Bibi Dong's lovely face. This was the child I'd worked so hard to raise. What right did you have to take him away and teach him? Who did you think you were?
"Grand Elder, you must be joking. I found this child in the back hills of the Spirit Hall. When he was still a swaddled infant, you never showed such eagerness to claim him. Now that he's successfully completed his Martial Soul Awakening, you've come to take him away. Aren't you being a little too calculating?!"
"Besides, this child's twin Spider Emperor Spirits have nothing to do with your Qian Family's Six-Winged Angel Spirit! No matter how learned you are, Grand Elder, I doubt you could study the twin Spider Emperor Spirits as thoroughly as I have!"
Bibi Dong's words left Qian Daoliu somewhat embarrassed. Though he was the powerful Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall, he truly knew less about the twin Spider Emperor Spirits than Bibi Dong did.
Still, wary of Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu gave his answer.
"Since we both want to teach this child, why not let him decide for himself? Will he follow me to the Worship Hall and learn the sacred, radiant path of a Soul Master, or stay by your side and remain a spoiled young master?"
After speaking, Qian Daoliu ignored Bibi Dong, whose face had turned livid, and turned his gaze to Lin Tian, coaxing him gently:
"Child, though the Martial Soul you awakened isn't an Angel Martial Soul, that doesn't matter. I'm still willing to take you as my disciple and teach you the true path of Soul Master cultivation. I promise that if you join the Worship Hall, I'll make sure you become a Titled Douluo in the shortest possible time!"
"I, Qian Daoliu, have always kept my word. I never go back on a promise!"
Seeing Qian Daoliu shamelessly poach Lin Tian right in front of her, Bibi Dong first froze, then slammed the Pope Scepter in her hand against the ground and said with displeasure:
"Grand Elder, that's going too far! Lin Tian is the child I raised. You don't get to decide where he wants to cultivate!"
That old coot Qian Daoliu thinks he can tempt me with 'benefits,' does he?
If that's how he wants to play, then I'll bring out my trump card too!
"Lin Tian, stay in Mother's bedchamber tonight. It's been a long time since we had a heart-to-heart. Let's have a good talk tonight."
As soon as Bibi Dong said this, Lin Tian perked up.
Staying overnight in the Pope's Bedchamber—before now, he wouldn't even have dared dream of it.
Lin Tian had never been interested in the Worship Hall to begin with. Now, he had absolutely no interest in it.
What Worship Hall? What Angel God? None of them could hold a candle to His Holiness the Pope's legs!
His Pope Mother's voluptuous figure, slender waist, and long, shapely legs were simply too captivating.
That was far more delightful than the dull, lifeless halls of the Worship Hall.
"Lin Tian, tell the Grand Elder where you want to cultivate your Soul Power."
As soon as Bibi Dong finished speaking, Lin Tian, who had been hiding behind her, darted forward and wrapped both arms tightly around her long, shapely legs. Even through the silk gauze of her skirt, he could feel the Pope's legs' smooth, delicate texture. It felt amazing!
"Pope Mother, I only want to learn about Martial Souls from you. I won't go anywhere else!"
As he spoke, Lin Tian clung even tighter to His Holiness the Pope's long, shapely legs. To prove how determined he was not to leave, he pressed his whole face against Bibi Dong's thigh.
"Grand Elder, I'm not going anywhere. I only want to learn about Martial Souls with Mother."
Lin Tian's tearful wailing moved Bibi Dong deeply.
She had never imagined that she held such an important place in this child's heart.
If that was the case, then she absolutely couldn't hand Lin Tian over to Qian Daoliu.
"Child, do you know what you're saying? If you refuse the Angel God's blessing, are you willing to throw away your future?"
Qian Daoliu clearly couldn't believe it. He was a Peerless Douluo of level 99, a demigod-like existence on the Douluo Continent, and yet a mere young boy had rejected him.
If word got out, wouldn't people laugh him out of his title as the strongest man beneath the heavens?
"I don't want to go with you. I just want to stay with Mother."
Lin Tian's words crushed the last of Qian Daoliu's hopes.
He stood frozen in place, unable to recover for a long time.
Meanwhile, when Bibi Dong saw the child she had raised with such effort so devoted to her, a relieved smile appeared on her stunning face, making her beauty all the more dazzling.
"Grand Elder, please. You have plenty of business to attend to at the Worship Hall. You shouldn't linger here too long! And rest assured, I'll teach Lin Tian well. After all, one day he'll have a path to walk for me!"
Bibi Dong smiled as she spoke to Qian Daoliu, but the mockery in her words was turned up to the max.
Her words made Qian Daoliu's expression turn even uglier.
In his eyes, he was powerful and had the Worship Hall's abundant resources at his disposal. Countless people on the Douluo Continent would have done anything to become his disciple!
But that brat in front of him clung to Bibi Dong like an octopus, without even sparing him a glance.
It was infuriating!
But he'd said all he could. As he left, he had no choice but to scrape together a way to save face.
"Right now, the major powers and sects across the Douluo Continent are all mobilizing for war. As the sanctuary of the Soul Master World, the Spirit Hall must not let its guard down either. Since Lin Tian has decided to cultivate at the Pope Palace, I won't press the matter."
"The Pope Palace and the Worship Hall are both part of the Spirit Hall. It doesn't matter where Lin Tian cultivates! If he ever needs my guidance, he can come to the Worship Hall and find me!"
"I'll tell him everything I know, and hold nothing back!"
After forcing out that explanation, Qian Daoliu looked much better than before.
But one thing puzzled him: Lin Tian clung to His Holiness the Pope's legs without letting go. Could this woman's legs really be more alluring than becoming a Titled Douluo sooner?
Could a young mother who'd already had a child really be that captivating?!
He didn't get it. He really didn't!
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