Also Here to Save You, Big Brother!

"Once this is done, I will naturally reward you handsomely."

"Thank you, Young Master!"

Only after the two had disappeared into the room did Rong'er hurriedly stuff the Gold Soul Coins from the table into her pocket.

After all, although Yu Xiaogang was generous, he only gave out a few silver coins. They were on an entirely different level from what that child had given her!

With this money, she could not buy a house in a place where every inch of land in Spirit City was worth a fortune, but it was more than enough for daily expenses, not to mention the reward for what came next.

It definitely would not be a small amount!

Qian Chenzhou took Whale Glue every day to temper his body, but its effects had only grown weaker and weaker.

As for the Whale Glue that was five thousand years old or even over ten thousand years old, Qian Daoliu had taken it all away. He would not allow his youngest son to consume something so uncertain. If anything went wrong, everything would be ruined.

One evening.

Qian Chenzhou was practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard when a maid entered and handed him a letter.

When Qian Chenzhou saw the contents of the letter, a smile curled across his lips. He took a fresh sheet of paper and boldly wrote four large characters before sending someone to deliver it. Then he turned and headed toward Pope Hall.

Inside Pope Hall.

Qian Xunji was seated above, reviewing documents, when the doors were pushed open directly. Hearing that familiar fluctuation of soul power, he did not even need to look up to know who had come.

"Dong'er, it is so late. What do you need from your teacher?"

Bibi Dong immediately knelt, lowering her head. "Teacher, please forgive Dong'er for being willful."

Qian Xunji frowned. The pen in his hand stopped as he looked up at the kneeling Bibi Dong. "You want to leave with that waste Yu Xiaogang? What do you take Spirit Hall for?!"

In his fury, Qian Xunji held nothing back, releasing the pressure of a Titled Douluo.

Bibi Dong felt as though a mountain had descended upon her shoulders, forcing her head lower and lower. Even as she circulated her soul power, she could not withstand that terrifying pressure. Her bones creaked beneath the strain.

"Teacher, Xiaogang and I truly love each other. Please grant us your blessing!"

Even now, Bibi Dong stubbornly spoke up, with no intention of admitting fault.

"Truly love each other?" Qian Xunji's gaze turned incomparably cold as he sneered repeatedly. "Truly love each other! Then what do you take all these years of care and upbringing from me for?"

"When I saved you, the cultivation resources I gave you were beyond what even disciples of those sects could compare to. And now you are telling me that for your love with that waste Yu Xiaogang, you want to abandon your teacher and Spirit Hall?"

"Bibi Dong, you truly are something. You are truly remarkable!"

Qian Xunji practically ground out those last words through clenched teeth. The papal throne beneath him instantly shattered from the pressure of his rage. Rising to his feet, he walked toward Bibi Dong step by step.

Within the silent Pope Hall, only the sound of Qian Xunji's footsteps striking the floor remained.

"Teacher, please grant Xiaogang and me your blessing."

The moment Bibi Dong finished speaking, Qian Xunji's palm viciously struck her exquisite cheek with a crisp slap.

Her beautiful face immediately swelled high, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

"Grant you my blessing?" Qian Xunji sneered. "Bless your love with that waste? Send a future Super Douluo to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon?"

Qian Xunji crouched down and gripped Bibi Dong's chin, his gaze as cold as ten-thousand-year ice. "You want me to send the disciple I personally nurtured and placed great hopes in to an opposing force, only for that heartless disciple to be swayed by a few words from some waste and turn against me?"

"Teacher, Dong'er will never raise her hand against you."

In all these years, this was the first time Bibi Dong had seen such killing intent in Qian Xunji's eyes. The pressure of a Titled Douluo made death feel closer than it had ever been before.

"Never?" Qian Xunji's eyes remained icy. "Tell me, if that waste can lure you into betraying Spirit Hall with just a few words, what else are you incapable of doing?"

"You say you never will, but I do not trust your character."

"Bibi Dong, either stay in Spirit Hall obediently and remain its Saintess." Qian Xunji continued coldly. "Or I will kill Yu Xiaogang outright, and you will remain in Spirit Hall anyway. Choose for yourself."

"No! Teacher, do not harm Xiaogang!" Two streams of clear tears rolled down Bibi Dong's delicate face as her body trembled uncontrollably.

"It seems that waste holds quite an important place in your heart."

Seeing the disciple he had raised beg for mercy over just a few words, Qian Xunji's heart instantly plunged into an abyss of ice. The hand gripping her chin tightened unconsciously.

A mad thought rose within his heart.

Creak.

The doors of Pope Hall were abruptly pushed open. Qian Xunji's murderous gaze, mixed with the pressure of a Titled Douluo, instantly spread outward.

Golden Crocodile, standing to the side, immediately pressed back with his own pressure.

The pressure of two Titled Douluo collided, and a tremendous muffled boom rang through Pope Hall.

"Uncle Golden Crocodile, little brother, why are you here?" Qian Xunji froze for a moment upon seeing them. Then he released his grip, and Bibi Dong collapsed onto the floor.

After all, she was not a Titled Douluo yet, and no one was deliberately shielding her.

Seeing the gloomy look in his older brother's eyes, Qian Chenzhou understood what he intended to do next. He could not help but sigh at how perfectly timed his arrival had been. Otherwise, what followed would have been difficult to handle.

"Of course, we came to resolve this matter." Qian Chenzhou smiled as he slowly walked forward.

And also to save you, big brother!

Qian Chenzhou stood before Bibi Dong. Seeing the blood at the corner of her lips, he took out a handkerchief and wiped it away. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. How did you end up in such a sorry state?"

Qian Xunji and Golden Crocodile both frowned slightly at Qian Chenzhou's actions.

Qian Xunji had personally witnessed the entire matter.

Golden Crocodile, meanwhile, had heard everything from outside.

Neither understood why Qian Chenzhou was doing this, but Golden Crocodile knew that Qian Chenzhou had promised him earlier that he would never let Bibi Dong leave Spirit Hall.

Looking at Qian Chenzhou's youthful face, Bibi Dong's eyes were exceptionally cold.

After all, he was the one who had reduced Xiaogang to such a miserable state before. She still remembered it clearly!

"Hey, do not look at me like that." Qian Chenzhou put away the handkerchief. "Wanting to run away with Yu Xiaogang is indeed going too far. After all, the resources Spirit Hall gave you were enough to create two peerless geniuses. You want to leave just like that after freeloading off Spirit Hall's resources? That is too much."

"I can return every bit of the resources from all these years!" Bibi Dong said coldly.