So You Are Bibi Dong's Descendants

Yin Hongye and Yue Zhengen stood there silently, neither of them speaking.

Looking at Yin Hongye's ambiguous smile, Yue Zhengen cursed the ancestors of the other aristocratic families for eighteen generations in his heart.

They did it themselves, using the Angel Clan as a scapegoat, and in the end, they had to take the blame.

If a real war breaks out, the Southern Legion won't gain any advantage; Yue Zhengyu is still in their hands.

Moreover, these people below level 80 become bombs.

He closed his eyes and thought to himself, "Yue Zhengen, quickly use your centuries of wisdom to resolve this situation. The survival of the Angel Clan rests on your shoulders."

Sharing happiness is worse than enjoying it alone. Sorry everyone...

When Yue Zhengen opened his eyes again, a gentle smile returned to his face.

"It's all a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding. Here's what we'll do: Red Lotus Douluo rarely comes to the South, and the Legion happens to have a batch of newly arrived resources. We'll have someone send them over later as a small gift."

He spoke calmly, but inside he was already crying anxiously.

Yin Hongye laughed, "That's too kind of me, I'm known Federation as an honest man."

"Of course." Yue Zhengen's facial muscles twitched noticeably as he thought to himself: So not blowing up the Federation counts as being honest?

He paused for a moment, then added, "Also, regarding the impeachment, I can give you a list of family members."

"The orchestra leader is such a straightforward person." Yin Hongye reached out and patted his shoulder. "Why didn't you bring this out sooner?"

He didn't really care whether Yue Zhengen made a move or not; I held the legitimate authority of the Angel Family and commanded the Angel Legion with the power of Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue turned her head, pretending not to see the list of confiscated property. But she inexplicably felt a chill down her spine, as if she were being watched by something.

Yue Zhengen breathed a sigh of relief, having escaped another disaster, and led the group onto a military vehicle.

The vehicle passed through layers of the Southern Legion checkpoints and finally entered a manor built on a hillside.

The golden gate slowly opened, revealing two ancient Angel God Statue in front of it.

The wheels rolled over the bluestone road, with neatly trimmed ancient cypress trees and patches of sacred plants on both sides, and a very faint sandalwood fragrance in the air.

The car stopped in front of a three-courtyard ancient castle. The gate was spacious, and the eaves were upturned, making it look exceptionally luxurious.

Stepping inside, it becomes even more magnificent and resplendent.

Yin Hongye glanced at the antiques here; they weren't the kind of things that Imperial Palace royal family would collect one for each person. The Angel Clan clearly disdained taking those kinds of things.

Qian Renxue raised an eyebrow slightly; none of the items the Yue Family displayed were cheap.

Di Qiuer was curious, but felt that these things were useless and she couldn't appreciate them.

"This is an old house, and few people come here usually." Yue Zhengen led the way with a warm smile. "The three of you have come from afar, please rest for a while. Dinner will be ready soon."

"The orchestra director is too kind," Yin Hongye said, but she was already looking at the oil painting on the wall.

As they walked along, the corridor was filled with somber oil paintings. As they walked, Yue Zhengen introduced the ancestors depicted in the portraits to the three of them.

Finally, he stopped before the largest portrait, depicting a golden-haired man in golden armor with Six Wings and a sacred, majestic face. He smiled and said, "This is my Yue Family, the Angel God Qian Renxue."

Yin Hongye looked up at the portrait twice, then glanced at Qian Renxue, thinking: This doesn't look like her. The eyes in the portrait are clearly full of wisdom.

"So you're also descendants of the Rakshasa God Bibi Dong? Are there any Soul Master who have awakened the Spider Martial Soul?"

"No." Yue Zhengen didn't seem to care much about this; theoretically, they were also descendants of Bibi Dong.

Outside the Heavenly Screen, upon hearing these words, Bibi Dong roared angrily, "Why are you bringing me up here? What do I have to do with a bunch of angels? It's been 20,000 years, and you're still talking about me?"

Seeing that Yue Zhengen wasn't angry and didn't seem to be able to make extra money as expected, he added:

"So what if she's Angel God? She had so many opportunities to kill Tang San. The easiest one was when Tang San was absorbing the Thousand Jun Ant Emperor's Soul Ring in the Star Dou Forest. She had already become a god by then, and she witnessed Tang San forcibly absorbing three Soul Ring, his Soul Power in disarray, leaving him almost powerless to resist. But instead, she insisted on talking about morality, waiting until he finished absorbing and had recovered before showing herself. What a perfect opportunity! She could have just killed him directly, what was she waiting for?"

"I really don't know whether to praise her for her noble character or laugh at her for being foolish. She's definitely been corrupted by her grandfather."

Mu Hongchen chimed in, "Indeed, from any perspective, Tang San was doomed. But Qian Renxue chose the only path for Tang San to survive. That was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for a fatal blow. Tang San hadn't become a god yet; in his weakest moment, she could have ended his life with a single thought. But she insisted on waiting until Tang San had absorbed all his Soul Ring. If she had attacked then, the grass on Tang San's grave would probably be almost as tall as him."

At this moment, Qian Renxue's face was flushed red to the roots of her ears. Every word Yin Hongye spoke was like a dagger to her spine.

But the biggest problem now is that she hasn't done it before. In fact, she hasn't done it yet.

Right now, she wishes she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

Mu Hongchen glanced at her and asked in confusion, "Qian Renxue, what's wrong? Your face is so red, is it too hot in the south?"

Qian Renxue said awkwardly, "I'm fine, I'm just not used to the climate here, it's a bit stuffy."

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Yue Zhengen stepped in to smooth things over. "Angel God value fairness and justice, and would never stoop to taking advantage of someone in distress. Our ancestors were upright and honest; they would never take advantage of a vulnerable situation."

"Fair and just?" Yin Hongye laughed, turning her head to look at him. "What about Qian Xunji? He's the father of the Angel God, a direct descendant of the Angel Clan. Is what he does to his disciple also upright and just?"

The smile on Yue Zhengen's face froze instantly; he opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

He can't deny this.

Everyone knows that Qian Xunji harmed his disciple.

No matter how much he revered his ancestors, he dared not defend the Angel Clan in this matter.

"Well... those are extremely rare exceptions."

"An exception?" Yin Hongye scoffed. "That could be considered a mere exception, I suppose."

Beyond the Heavenly Screen Angel God Temple.

Qian Daoliu looked at the Heavenly Screen, feeling extremely embarrassed, and coughed awkwardly, "This..., um..."

People are always busy when they're feeling awkward.

No one spoke for a moment in the hall. The Golden Crocodile Douluo, who had just emerged from seclusion, stood at the very edge. He had finally escaped Level 98 and had finally risen to the rank of Limit Douluo.

He said, "There's no use talking about morality when dealing with enemies. We clearly had the chance to kill Tang San back then."

Qian Daoliu didn't respond, sensing that Xiao Xue seemed a bit wicked.

In the Heavenly Screen, Yin Hongye clearly had no intention of letting Qian Renxue, and it would be even better if Yue Zhengen made a move.

He walked along the long corridor of the Yue Family Castle, thinking, "What's even more outrageous is that she clearly had the upper hand later on, yet she still agreed to make a bet with Tang San. Only a fool would make a bet like that."

Mu Hongchen immediately chimed in, "The bet was that if Tang San couldn't be captured within an incense stick's time without using Divine Artifact, he would be released for three days. They would then pursue him again after three days. She thought that as God Rank fighting a mortal, she should be able to capture him within an incense stick's time. However, she didn't go all out during that time, treating it as a game. When the time was up, she actually let him go."

"Exactly, I feel like even God couldn't kill me when I was at the first level," Yin Hongye complained.

"I'd rather believe you can kill a god than believe a god can kill you," Mu Hongchen retorted.

Yin Hongye continued, "Qian Renxue clearly had many opportunities to kill Tang San, but she always gave him those chances. Even after becoming a god, she still wouldn't take advantage of others in distress, wouldn't bully the weak, and wouldn't kill someone who's down Tang San their luck."

"Cultivation isn't for bullying the weak or kicking someone when they're down. What would I be doing cultivating then?"