Have You Had Enough of This Farce? (Seeking Reads)

"Impudence!!"

A deafening roar suddenly exploded through the Papal Palace.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes were bloodshot, veins bulging at his temples.

As he looked at the slight, delicate figure standing resolutely before the throne, his heart felt as though it had been viciously pierced by a blade, the pain nearly suffocating him.

The ancestor's dignity, any punishment afterward—all of it was cast beyond the clouds in that instant.

He could believe in Qin Zheng's heaven-defying strength. He could believe that the ancestor could easily suppress everyone present. But he did not dare gamble!

If he won, it would merely mean the ancestor displayed his divine might once more and intimidated a pack of jumping clowns.

But if he lost, even if Qian Renxue was merely grazed by the aftermath, he would never forgive himself!

This child had suffered too many grievances and endured too much hardship since she was young. She had finally lived to see the ancestor awaken, finally gained a glimmer of hope for protection.

He absolutely could not allow her to suffer even the slightest harm before his eyes again!

"You dogs from the Elder Hall! You think you're worthy of hurting the young mistress of Spirit Hall?!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo roared. No longer holding anything back, the soul power of a level ninety-eight peak Douluo erupted without restraint!

Rumble—!

The terrifying torrent of soul power raged through the Papal Palace like an awakened ancient giant crocodile. The crushing pressure made even the bluestone floor crack under the unbearable strain.

His body shot forward, and he slammed his palm toward the front, intending to forcibly intercept the combined attack of the seven Titled Douluo.

But just as his soul power was about to touch the residual force of those seven attacks!

Buzz—!

A cold power, even more domineering than his level ninety-eight soul power, suddenly swept in from the side.

Like an invisible net, it tightly shackled every limb and bone in his body!

Golden Crocodile Douluo's charging figure abruptly halted. The surging soul power throughout his body was forcibly suppressed in an instant, unable to vent even the slightest bit!

He suddenly turned his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Bibi Dong, who stood where she was with a scepter in hand. Overwhelming fury and disbelief churned in his gaze.

"Bibi Dong! What do you mean by this?!"

"That is your child! Your biological daughter, whom you carried for ten months and gave birth to!!"

His voice was hoarse and shrill, filled with utter heartache and incomprehension.

He knew Bibi Dong was cold toward Qian Renxue. He knew that she took out her hatred of the past on this daughter. But he had never imagined that she could be so cold-blooded!

Watching her own biological daughter stand beneath the attacks of seven Titled Douluo, not only refusing to stop them but even suppressing him—the one trying to save her?!

Was this woman even human?!

Yet Bibi Dong did not look at him. Her cold gaze remained fixed on Qian Renxue, standing before the throne. There was not the slightest ripple on her exquisite face.

Only her thin lips parted, her voice so indifferent that it carried no warmth at all.

"Second Consecrator, calm yourself."

"The elders know what they are doing. They will exercise restraint and will not truly take Xue'er's life."

"Since the Second Consecrator was unwilling to interfere in Elder Hall affairs earlier, there is no need for you to meddle now."

"Exercise restraint?!" Golden Crocodile Douluo trembled with rage, struggling with all his strength to break free from the soul power binding him.

"The full-force strike of seven Titled Douluo, and you call that exercising restraint?! Even the aftermath could shatter her meridians! Bibi Dong, how can your heart be so cruel?!"

He frantically drove the soul power within him, the strength of a level ninety-eight peak Douluo surging and roaring as he tried to break through the restraints.

But no matter how hard he exerted himself, the layer of cold soul power enveloping him remained as immovable as ten-thousand-year black ice.

The difference of a single level was like a heavenly chasm.

What was more, although Bibi Dong had part of her strength suppressed due to the Rakshasa God Trial, she was still a genuine level ninety-nine Limit Douluo—and the possessor of twin martial souls.

Her soul power was far beyond what he, a level ninety-eight attack-type Douluo, could compare to.

In just a few breaths, sweat had formed on Golden Crocodile Douluo's forehead and his face had flushed red, yet he still could not break free in the slightest.

As he watched those seven attacks, carrying world-destroying might, draw ever closer to Qian Renxue's back, Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes nearly split apart. His voice rang with a desperate roar.

"Bibi Dong! I'm warning you!"

"If the young mistress loses even a single hair today, then even if I have to throw away this old life, even if I have to let Spirit Hall fall apart, I will drag you down with me!!"

"I mean every word!!"

Bibi Dong still did not respond. She merely watched that slight figure in silence, though the fingers hanging at her side quietly curled tight where no one could see.

It was not that she did not hurt.

How could she not?

But what did that change?

She was Qian Xunji's daughter—the bloodline of the demon who had ruined her entire life. She had inherited the filthiest Angel Martial Soul.

From the moment she was born, she had been destined to bear Spirit Hall's fate.

Rather than that.

She might as well let her get hurt today.

Hurt badly.

Badly enough that she would never be able to cultivate again, badly enough that Qian Daoliu would never place any expectations on her again, badly enough that she could leave Spirit Hall without issue and live as an ordinary mortal.

Even if she would hate her for the rest of her life.

She did not care.

Deep within Bibi Dong's icy eyes, a faint, fleeting trace of pain flashed past—so fast that no one could catch it.

She closed her eyes.

When she opened them again, she had returned to that cold, unapproachable expression.

And at that moment.

Qian Renxue had already felt the terrifying spirit power rushing straight at her.

Icy killing intent rode on a fierce gale, whipping her golden hair wildly behind her. Even her delicate skin could feel the stinging pain of spirit power slicing against it.

Her tiny body could not help trembling slightly, yet she still clenched her lower lip and refused to retreat even half a step.

Her long lashes trembled incessantly from overwhelming tension.

In the end, she slowly closed her eyes without realizing it.

Just as those seven attacks were about to strike her back.

A warm, broad hand gently came to rest atop her head.

That familiar warmth, that familiar touch, was like protection spanning a thousand years, steadily enveloping her.

Then.

A gentle voice carrying supreme authority slowly sounded beside her ear, dispelling all fear and chill.

"I say."

"Have you all caused enough trouble?"

Boom—!!

The instant those words fell.

A gentle yet overwhelmingly tyrannical force suddenly swept out from behind Qian Renxue!

There was no earth-shaking roar, no dazzling light.

Only a faint black, rippling invisible barrier silently unfolded before Qian Renxue.

Snake Spear Douluo's spear, carrying the full-force strike of his Spirit Avatar, gleamed at its tip with deadly blue-violet light.

It was clearly only half a foot away from Qian Renxue's back.

Yet it was as though it had struck an invisible wall forged from an ancient divine mountain!

Clang—!!

A piercing clash of metal rang out!

That spear, enlarged to dozens of zhang in length, could no longer advance even an inch!

And it was not just him!

Porcupinefish Douluo's poison spikes condensed to the utmost limit, the Strange Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum petals dancing across the sky under Chrysanthemum Douluo's control, Ghost Douluo's surging black mist of deathly silence...

The combined attacks of seven Titled Douluo, unleashed with the full strength of their lives, were all firmly blocked by that seemingly thin invisible barrier!

All spirit power, all killing intent, all pressure vanished without a trace the instant they touched that barrier, like stones sinking into the sea!

"H-How is this possible?!"