Handing It Off to Yue Guan and Ghost Was Just Right; Bibi Dong's Night Raid

Bibi Dong closed her mouth.

Qian Xunji thought Bibi Dong had agreed, but she replied instead,

"That won't do. As Dong'er's teacher, shouldn't you be helping Dong'er come up with ideas?"

"This is a major matter in your disciple's life. Besides, Teacher promised that when it came to finding the other half of my life, you would help Dong'er with everything you had."

Qian Xunji's vision went dark, and he collapsed onto the Papal throne.

Why did I have to run my mouth?

Of all things to promise, why had he promised that?

"Dong'er, can you just pretend your teacher farted?"

Qian Xunji: Please, spare your teacher. When it comes to Jiang Qingyu, your teacher really has no way to deal with him.

Bibi Dong planted her hands on her hips and snorted coldly.

"That won't do. Once words are spoken, four horses cannot chase them down. Teacher, you must keep your word."

Qian Xunji sighed.

"It's not that your teacher won't keep his word. It's that I have no way to deal with Jiang Qingyu. If it were anyone else, I would definitely help you settle it. Even your martial soul and soul rings were handled by Jiang Qingyu. I can't even figure out how to make you break through to Soul Emperor so quickly."

In short, a teacher was not omnipotent.

"Then think of something, Teacher. Dong'er can't win Qingyu over alone!" Bibi Dong spread her hands.

"Then pursue him slowly. Chasing someone isn't that easy," Qian Xunji advised.

"That won't do. Dong'er must win him over!" Bibi Dong refused.

Qian Xunji said helplessly, "Your teacher will think of something."

"Then I'll trouble Teacher."

Bibi Dong nodded, bowed, and withdrew. The palace doors slowly closed behind her.

Qian Xunji leaned back against the Papal throne and rubbed his brow, feeling as though his head were about to burst.

He had dominated the soul master world for many years, yet nothing had ever stumped him this badly.

Jiang Qingyu was the treasured darling of those two uncles. Even Qian Xunji could not afford to provoke him, much less help Bibi Dong play matchmaker.

He secretly regretted the promise he had casually made back then. Now, it had become trouble he could not shake off.

Footsteps sounded outside the hall. Yue Guan and Ghost entered side by side and bowed together.

"Your Holiness."

Qian Xunji had no mood to pay them any attention, but when his gaze swept over them, he suddenly paused. He could clearly sense that the soul power fluctuations around them were far more substantial than before. They had evidently advanced in cultivation.

"You've broken through?" Qian Xunji straightened, surprise in his voice.

Yue Guan stepped forward, nodding happily.

"Reporting to Your Holiness, my bottleneck loosened recently, and I successfully advanced by one rank. Elder Ghost has also made progress."

Ghost added in a deep voice, "Indeed, I have broken through."

"What happened?" Qian Xunji frowned slightly. He knew their aptitude well. They had been stuck at their current levels for years, so how had they both suddenly broken through at once?

Yue Guan hurriedly explained,

"It was all thanks to Jiang Qingyu. A few days ago, he gave Ghost and me an immortal herb each."

Ghost added, "That single immortal herb alone benefited us immensely."

Qian Xunji fell silent at those words. One immortal herb had broken through their bottlenecks.

Stormy waves surged in his heart. He had initially only thought Jiang Qingyu exceptionally gifted, but now he understood that the man's wisdom could not be underestimated either.

He remembered Bibi Dong's request, and a bitter smile rose on his lips.

How could he possibly easily control or matchmake someone like that? Never mind helping Bibi Dong pursue him—he did not even know what the other party wanted.

Qian Xunji let out a long sigh. This matter was a hundred times more troublesome than handling Spirit Hall's complicated affairs. He had wanted to brush it off casually, but now it seemed even brushing it off required careful consideration.

"I have a task for you two."

"Please give your orders, Your Holiness!" Yue Guan and Ghost said in unison.

Qian Xunji smiled. "I want you to help the Holy Maiden win Jiang Qingyu over!"

Heh heh heh!

By handing it to them, he could relax quite a bit.

Yue Guan and Ghost both shuddered.

They thought of Jiang Qingyu's disposition and fell silent. Then they looked at Qian Xunji. "Your Holiness, could it be..."

Before Yue Guan and Ghost could refuse, Qian Xunji waved his hand.

"Then it's happily settled!"

Yue Guan and Ghost exchanged a glance, then nodded helplessly.

The hall fell completely silent. Qian Xunji leaned back against the Papal throne and let out a satisfied breath.

Having tossed this troublesome matter to Yue Guan and Ghost, he finally relaxed.

Just thinking about no longer having to rack his brains over Jiang Qingyu lifted his spirits considerably.

The promise he had casually made back then had finally found someone else to take it over. He could happily remain at ease and focus on handling Spirit Hall's affairs.

"As expected of me. First, take a breather, then get Jiang Qingyu's Holy Son ceremony settled."

In the corridor outside the hall, Yue Guan and Ghost walked side by side. The joy on their faces had long faded, leaving only helplessness.

"If I'd known, I wouldn't have rushed over to report the good news." Yue Guan sighed, filled with regret. They had come to report the good news of their breakthroughs, only to take on such a hot potato for no reason.

Ghost agreed in a deep voice,

"Feelings are not something outsiders can interfere with in the first place. The Holy Maiden has already made up her mind, so it'll be hard for us to answer to either side."

The two exchanged a look and saw the same headache in each other's eyes. The Pope's order could not be defied, so they could only accept it and go discuss it with Bibi Dong first.

Elsewhere, Jiang Qingyu had finished getting ready and planned to visit the Spirit City Soul Fighting Arena.

His recent improvements had been good. It was about time to go out and stretch his limbs.

Things outside were far more interesting than the Papal Palace.

This was not yet the era of that little punk. By the time that little punk was born, he would already be a Titled Douluo.

Still, he had truly gained a bit of insight from the Dragon God's Claw Di Tian had gifted him. Comprehending the Dragon God's Claw required pure bloodline, and the Ice Dragon King martial soul made up for that shortcoming.

There was no need to worry about anything else. With the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings assisting him at his side, there would be no problem at all.

Just as he was about to comprehend it for a while, footsteps sounded outside the garden.

"Who would come at a time like this?"

Just as he was about to rise, a figure suddenly pounced at him.

"Got you."

Jiang Qingyu swiftly locked onto the figure in the darkness.

With a flash, he dodged aside. Bibi Dong missed and fell to the ground, immediately letting out a pained groan. "Ow, ow, ow."

Bibi Dong was about to get up when she looked up and immediately saw Jiang Qingyu gazing down at her from above.

"You dare act on your own again? Believe it or not, I'll have the Consecration Hall elders make sure you can never enter the Consecration Hall again."

His voice was cold, making him especially frightening in the pitch-black night.

Bibi Dong's face filled with alarm, and she repeatedly shook her head. "Qingyu, don't do that. I just wanted to give you a surprise."

"I don't want a surprise!"

Jiang Qingyu's voice was icy.

"And how did you find this place?"

This place was so hard to find.

"By scent. Qingyu's scent smells really nice, and I memorized it long ago. As long as I got near the Consecration Hall, I could find it, though it took some time."

Bibi Dong got to her feet and said with a grin.

"Are you a dog?" Jiang Qingyu was somewhat surprised. "Your nose is that sharp?"

Bibi Dong rubbed her head, looking slightly shy. "If Qingyu is willing to be my other half, then I can be your little dog too."