The Weight of a Divine Position (I)

The affairs of the Divine Realm are none of the concern of the human realm.

How did the Rakshasa God arrange things for Bibidong?

It was neither within Bibidong's influence nor Qian Renxue's influence; only Ye Qingcang could sense a few traces of it.

Just like Bibidong's current physical condition.

It was able to deceive Qian Renxue.

It can deceive Yue Guan and the Gui Mei.

But it couldn't be hidden from Ye Qingcang.

"Who do you think you are?" Qian Renxue was very dissatisfied with Bibidong's tone. She sneered, raised her hand, and grabbed Ye Qingcang's arm without any hesitation. "Don't listen to her. Didn't she just say that you're not from the Spirit Hall... Since you're not from the Spirit Hall, what right does she have to order you around? Am I right, Mother?"

Bibidong gripped the scepter tightly.

The breath that Yue Guan and Gui Mei had just let out suddenly caught in their throats.

Hu Liena was also caught in a dilemma.

On one side is Qian Renxue, her senior sister who treats her like a sister; on the other side is Ye Qingcang, the young man she fell in love with at first sight; and finally, there is Bibidong, her master, who treats her better than her daughter Qian Renxue.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei didn't speak because they were afraid to, while she didn't speak because she genuinely didn't know whose side to stand on or whose side to speak for.

However, Ye Qingcang's emotional intelligence is on point.

He pressed down on Qian Renxue's hand and shook his head slightly.

Then, I turned around and gave Hu Liena a look that said, "I'm completely in your hands."

Seeing that Hu Liena understood, he then looked at Bibidong.

He pushed away Qian Renxue's small hand, which was weakening.

He walked to Bibidong's side, raised his hand in a gesture of politeness, and said in a gentle tone, "I believe His Holiness the Pope won't do anything to me, right?"

"Are you that confident?"

Bibidong looked back, feeling the comfort in her body, and the resonance between the Rakshasa God Power within her and the Asura God Asura God Power within Ye Qingcang, the Asura God Test Taker. The two thoughts repeatedly clashed in her mind.

"Perhaps... because I trust you." Ye Qingcang and Bibidong talked as they walked away from the main hall, taking the tense atmosphere with them. "Besides, all my confidence is based on my strength. I believe you won't kill me."

"So, you think you can beat me?"

"Or are you betting that I won't kill you?"

"Isn't there always the possibility of something going wrong?"

"You're probably not a gambler, because I am one of them."

Bibidong was talking as she walked.

Before we knew it, we had arrived at a corridor.

The Heaven Dou Empire has always been wealthy, and its nobles and princes have always taken pride in their extravagance. The palace where the ruler of the Heaven Dou Empire resides naturally continues this style. Although it is just a corridor, it is filled with the luxury expressed in the Western modern style.

However, neither Ye Qingcang nor Bibidong cared about these things.

Including the name of this corridor.

It might sound good, or it might sound bad.

But at this moment it is just a luxurious corridor.

It is an object established under power.

Clearly, power can also create other works of art that are either similar to or different from it; therefore, this gallery has no value.

"Not all gambling is the same. Just like in the general concept of gambling, playing mahjong can be called gambling, playing poker can be called gambling... and gambling with your life is also gambling." Ye Qingcang didn't mind being seen as a gambler. However, he had never been a pure gambler. A pure gambler would bet their capital or even their life even with a one percent chance of winning. But for Ye Qingcang, he would only play when the chance of winning reached more than ninety percent. "If you ask me if there is any chance of something going wrong, my answer is: definitely yes; the Great Dao is fifty, the Heavenly Evolution is forty-nine, and one escapes. There is uncertainty in everything; however, I not only believe that you cannot defeat me, but I also believe... even if I don't resist, you won't kill me."

"You're quite confident!" Bibidong gave a cold, ambiguous laugh, her tone carrying both sarcasm and tacit agreement. "You must be thinking that I'm a vicious woman..."

"No, no, no, I didn't say that." Ye Qingcang waved his hands repeatedly to prevent Bibidong from pinning the blame on him for no reason. "Don't advise others to be kind if you haven't experienced their suffering. If I were to be... you know, believe me, I would react even more drastically than you."

After saying that, he quickly changed the subject.

After all, you can't poke at someone's sore spots.

Just tap it.

There's no need to provoke them into a rage.

"Getting back to the main point, I think your previous suggestion was excellent."

"Even though we're not related, I am indeed a threat."

"A good feudal system should have all power in the hands of one person. It's not a question of whether I threaten you, but rather: you know I have the power to threaten you!"

"One should always be wary of others."

"Any normal person would do that."

"However, you seem to have confused the enemy."

"Ahead of us, there is also the Poseidon Tang San, who is Tang San from another world ten thousand years later. Even besides the Poseidon Tang San, there is also the God of War Dai Mubai, the God of Speed Zhu Zhuqing, the Food God Oscar, the Nine Colors Goddess Ning Rongrong, and others, the original Shrek Seven Devils."

"That is, the so-called Seven Gods."

"A formidable enemy is at hand."

"Your His Holiness the Pope, you wouldn't want to do something that pleases your enemies while hurting your friends, would you?"

"Your His Holiness the Pope, you wouldn't want your daughter to become your enemy, would you?"

"Your His Holiness the Pope, you wouldn't want your disciple to disappoint you, would you?"

"Your His Holiness the Pope, you don't want to succumb to the threat of the Rakshasa God, do you?"

Ye Qingcang's logically clear four-part rebuttal left Bibidong trembling with anger and cold.

While saying he didn't want to, he asked her to consider it.

I'll give you a piece of my mind!

But reality is just that messed up!

She certainly didn't have the courage to flip the table!

Because the consequences of flipping the table were something she couldn't bear.

However, Ye Qingcang knew when to stop and didn't continue reminding Bibidong with that strange phrasing. He was mainly afraid that if he continued, Bibidong would force him to self-destruct. For a sentimental woman, there was nothing she wouldn't do. He himself was unlikely to be harmed; even a weak Third Level God was no match for Limit Douluo or High Priest. But if he ruined his ally, the Spirit Hall, it would truly be a loss. "I'm not saying this to threaten you, but rather to say that these are the reasons I'm certain you wouldn't dare kill me. Therefore, you don't need to be so wary of me. I won't use your Ninth Trial to blackmail you. If you don't mind, I can temporarily suppress your senses so you can comfortably talk to me."

"If you don't like boasting, it means you downplayed the important points in your previous statement." Bibidong was well aware of the characteristics of the Asura God Power. Whether it had other characteristics, she didn't know, but the Asura God Power could indeed calm down the Rakshasa God Power that was causing trouble within her. "Those reasons are secondary. The fundamental reason you're so sure I wouldn't dare kill you is because you're stronger than me, right?"

Ye Qingcang smiled but did not answer.

But sometimes, not answering means agreeing.