No One Could Touch Her

"A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soft Bone Rabbit?"

Bibi Dong's voice was not loud, yet Xiao Wu's blood seemed to freeze at that very moment.

A wisp of purple-black Soul Power coiled around the Pope Scepter, carrying an utterly frigid aura as it pressed down on Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu's face turned pale. Instinctively shrinking back, she clenched the hem of her clothes as though grasping a lifeline and hid behind Qian Renyuan.

Qian Daoliu also glanced sideways. Golden light flickered in his eyes, and beneath the Light of Truth-Seeing, the Soul Beast aura Xiao Wu had concealed was immediately exposed.

"She truly is a Hundred-Thousand-Year transformed Soul Beast." Qian Daoliu's voice was low, carrying a hint of scrutiny.

Bibi Dong noticed Xiao Wu's evasive movement and lightly furrowed her brows.

"Yuan'er, Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts are savage by nature. Though she has transformed and begun cultivating anew, once she regains her strength, keeping her by your side will become a hidden danger."

"A hidden danger?"

Qian Renyuan turned to glance at Xiao Wu, who was hiding behind him. His expression did not change in the slightest.

"Mother worries too much. She is not qualified to become a hidden danger yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Renyuan raised a hand, and a thread of dark gold light emerged from his fingertips.

At the same time, the Soul Imprint deep within Xiao Wu's brow trembled slightly, and identical Dark Gold Veins slowly appeared upon her fair forehead.

Xiao Wu's body shuddered, and she immediately lowered her head.

With a single glance, Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu saw the connection between the two dark gold markings.

"Her soul is in my hands."

Qian Renyuan curled his fingers slightly, and the Dark Gold Veins vanished back into Xiao Wu's brow.

"If she dares harbor disloyal thoughts, a single thought from me will make her soul scatter."

"So whether she is a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast or not is unimportant."

"What matters is that she is now my maid. Without my permission, no one can touch her."

Qian Daoliu fell silent for a moment. A trace of approval flashed through his eyes, and he withdrew his gaze from Xiao Wu.

"Since you subdued her personally, let her remain by your side as a servant girl."

Bibi Dong looked at Qian Renyuan, then swept her gaze over Xiao Wu, who was cowering like a quail. The purple-black Soul Power around her scepter slowly dissipated.

"Yue Guan, Gui Mei."

"Your subordinates are here."

"Pass down my order."

Bibi Dong's voice regained the majesty belonging to the Pope.

"If anyone in Spirit City dares set their sights on her, they will be defying the orders of the Holy Son and myself."

"Yes!"

Yue Guan and Gui Mei immediately accepted the order.

Xiao Wu's tense body finally relaxed somewhat. With the joint warning from Qian Renyuan and the Pope, her life was temporarily safe.

Qian Renyuan paid no attention to Xiao Wu's complicated feelings and turned toward Jiangmo Douluo.

"Take her back to my bedchamber."

"Understood." Jiangmo Douluo strode to Xiao Wu's side and signaled for her to follow him with his eyes.

Xiao Wu glanced at Qian Renyuan. Only after confirming that Bibi Dong and the others had no intention of attacking again did she start walking, hurriedly following Jiangmo Douluo away from the plaza.

Qian Daoliu stroked his long beard.

"Yuan'er, spend time with your mother today. Remember to come to the Worship Hall tomorrow. This old man will personally inspect your cultivation progress."

"Alright, Grandson understands."

After receiving Qian Renyuan's response, Qian Daoliu did not linger. He turned into a streak of light and shot through the air toward the Worship Hall. Yue Guan and Gui Mei, reading the situation perfectly, also dismissed the surrounding guards and quietly withdrew.

Soon, only mother and son remained before the vast Pope Palace.

The authority in Bibi Dong's eyes faded somewhat.

"Come in with Mother."

She stepped forward, naturally took Qian Renyuan's hand, and led him deeper into the Pope Palace.

Bibi Dong did not stop in the main hall. Instead, she led Qian Renyuan familiarly to a secret chamber in the rear hall.

The chamber was surrounded by array patterns that blocked Soul Power and spiritual detection. Other than Bibi Dong, no one could enter freely.

"Alright, there are no outsiders now. You can tell Mother the truth."

Bibi Dong sat down on a cushioned couch and affectionately rubbed Qian Renyuan's hair.

"You made such a grand journey to a remote place like Notting City. Other than conveniently bringing back that little rabbit, what opportunity did you actually obtain?"

After Qian Renyuan left, messages had continuously been sent back to Spirit City along the way, but they only stated that everything at the Notting City Branch Hall was normal. Bibi Dong knew that Qian Renyuan did not want her to worry, so she had not sent anyone to interfere.

Now that she saw her son sitting beside her safe and sound, the heart she had kept suspended finally settled.

"It hardly counts as an opportunity, but I did bring something back for you."

Qian Renyuan sat down beside Bibi Dong and flipped his wrist, taking a black scroll from his robes.

He had personally copied the Nine-Turn Soul Cleansing Art onto it while riding in the carriage back to Spirit City. The scroll bore no ornate decorations and looked like an old book one might find at any roadside stall.

Bibi Dong accepted the scroll, a trace of curiosity flashing through her beautiful eyes.

"This is... a gift you specially prepared for Mother?"

"Mhm." Qian Renyuan nodded seriously, his gaze burning as he looked at her. "It should be able to completely resolve the great trouble within you."

At those words, the smile at Bibi Dong's lips stiffened slightly.

"My... trouble?"

"The Rakshasa Evil Intent." Qian Renyuan spoke directly, without beating around the bush.

"The World-Destroying Black Lotus swallowed part of it for you back then, but that evil intent did not disappear. It has begun affecting you again recently, hasn't it?"

Bibi Dong fell silent.

Qian Renyuan had guessed perfectly. Since he had left Spirit City, the Rakshasa Evil Intent had indeed become active again. Though it no longer completely disrupted her mind as it once had, it still whispered incessantly whenever her emotions fluctuated.

She had never told Qian Renyuan about this. In Bibi Dong's eyes, Qian Renyuan was only six years old and should not have to bear this pain for her.

Yet she had never imagined that Qian Renyuan had not only kept this matter in his heart all along, but had even been searching for a way to solve it for her.

Looking into those clear eyes, Bibi Dong felt a bittersweet warmth rise in her chest. She raised a hand and tucked a loose strand of hair from Qian Renyuan's forehead behind his ear, her voice unable to conceal its tenderness.

"Mother is fine. Yuan'er needn't worry. That little bit of evil intent cannot affect me."

"Just because it cannot affect you now does not mean it never will."

Qian Renyuan gently pressed down on the scroll and pushed it before Bibi Dong.

"That is why I brought it back. Take a look first."

Bibi Dong sighed softly. Unable to resist her son's persistence, she could only lower her head and slowly unroll the black scroll.

"Nine-Turn Soul Cleansing Art..."

As line after line of cultivation formulas entered her eyes, Bibi Dong's expression gradually became serious.

At first, she had only continued reading patiently because it was a gift from Qian Renyuan.

But after seeing the cultivation method for the first turn, the fingers gripping the scroll suddenly tightened.

Temper the soul, strip away evil thoughts, refine foreign will.

Every sentence seemed written specifically to target the Rakshasa Evil Intent deep within her soul.

Following the records of the art, Bibi Dong mentally worked through the circulation method of the first turn.

Before she had even truly mobilized her Soul Power, she had already sensed the profundity of this art. It would first stabilize her own soul, avoid directly clashing with the Rakshasa God's power, then gradually separate the foreign will bit by bit.

This... this was simply the divine treasure she had longed for most!

Bibi Dong continued reading, her breathing unconsciously growing more rapid.

Over the years, she had tried many methods to suppress the Rakshasa Evil Intent, yet she had never been able to truly remove that power.

But this Nine-Turn Soul Cleansing Art gave her hope of freeing herself from the Rakshasa Evil Intent.

Bibi Dong lifted her head, and for the first time, uncontrollable fervor appeared in her eyes.

"Yuan'er... this cultivation art..." Even her voice carried an almost imperceptible tremor. "It... can truly completely remove the evil intent the Rakshasa God left in my soul?!"

Qian Renyuan looked at her, the corners of his lips slowly rising into a confident smile.

"Wouldn't you know if you tried it yourself?"