Bibi Dong's Change

Bibi Dong's gaze at Qian Chenzhou suddenly shifted. "I'll help you complete your God Test. Don't worry."

"That's good. I'll let you begin your God Test, but not yet."

Qian Chenzhou spoke with a smile. Just as he was about to leave Bibi Dong's embrace, her slender arms wrapped around him. No matter how much strength he used, she refused to let go.

"What are you doing?"

"Sleep with me tonight."

Bibi Dong leaned close to Qian Chenzhou's ear and spoke softly. Her warm breath against his ear made him feel itchy and uncomfortable.

But when he thought of how Bibi Dong was still untouched, it was a pity that he was so useless!

Otherwise, he would definitely show her how filial daughters were raised under the rod!

"Report to the Pope and the High Priest. Tell them Qian Chenzhou will be staying in my chambers tonight."

Her voice, infused with soul power, pierced through the tightly shut doors and instantly drifted outside, reaching the ears of the female guards.

Although they did not know who this young child was, having him stay in the Saintess's bedchamber was hardly something honorable, even if the age difference between them was around eleven or twelve years.

But they had no authority to decide such matters.

Two figures headed respectively toward the Pope Hall and the Offering Hall.

When Qian Xunji and Qian Daoliu received the news, neither paid much attention to it.

They believed Bibi Dong knew what mattered. She would never dare lay a hand on Qian Chenzhou.

Bibi Dong did not sleep well at all that night.

Whether the brat did it intentionally or not, his little hands were always restless, occasionally climbing to the peaks and grabbing the little stones halfway up.

As soon as dawn broke, Bibi Dong swiftly rose and began dressing.

Watching her figure from behind, Qian Chenzhou smiled faintly and got up to put on his clothes.

"You little bastard."

The moment Bibi Dong turned around and saw Qian Chenzhou smiling at her, she gritted her teeth and cursed.

"Enough. You've broken through to Soul Emperor as well. It's time to handle proper business." Qian Chenzhou took the lead in walking outside. "Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo will accompany you to hunt soul beasts. After that, proceed according to the original course."

"Since we know about Tang San, why not kill him in the cradle?"

Bibi Dong understood perfectly. Since they already knew what would happen in the future, why not erase him directly while he was still weak?

For them now, killing Tang San and his father, Tang Hao, would be no more than a casual matter.

Even if the Clear Sky Sect used this as an excuse to make trouble, it would absolutely be no match for Spirit Hall!

They could even erase the Clear Sky Sect outright!

Qian Chenzhou stopped and turned to look at Bibi Dong. "If Tang San were that easy to kill, I wouldn't have needed to painstakingly arrange all this."

"Do you know why Spirit Hall was ultimately destroyed?"

Bibi Dong shook her head.

This was precisely what she could not understand.

Spirit Hall had stood upon the continent for many years. Its foundations could not simply be destroyed by a single generation. Even gods could not erase it from the roots; one day, it would always regain its vitality.

Yet strangely, after Spirit Hall was destroyed, it was as though it had rotted from the roots. It had no chance at all to flourish again.

"Because of fate." Qian Chenzhou's expression turned cold as he pointed at the ceiling. "That fellow had the Asura God secretly intervening. That shameless bastard secretly transferred the fate that should have belonged to Spirit Hall onto Tang San."

"Fate is like a person's vitality. If ninety percent of it is suddenly taken away, the person falls ill. Even a little outside force will worsen the illness and may even kill them outright."

"And Tang San is that outside force."

"If we want to kill him, the Asura God will be the first to object. Do you understand?"

Bibi Dong nodded, her gaze turning solemn.

Yet at the thought of disrupting a god's plan, her heart began to race. She felt an indescribable thrill.

Those lofty gods would ultimately be trampled beneath their feet!

"Bibi Dong, remember your current position. You need hatred, a state of madness—not to act like a little girl." Qian Chenzhou said this before heading outside.

Watching that small figure, Bibi Dong touched her chest.

If she had been the Bibi Dong of that world, no one would have needed to remind her. Whenever she saw her daughter, Qian Renxue, madness and hatred would torment her without pause.

But now, she knew Qian Chenzhou's plan.

Especially since he had saved her from that miserable ending, how could she possibly bring herself to hate?

"Yu Xiaogang!"

At the mention of Yu Xiaogang, the hatred in Bibi Dong's heart instantly flooded back, and her eyes gradually grew violent.

Being deceived by such trash was simply the greatest humiliation of her life!

Offering Hall.

"Chenzhou, what brings you here today?" Golden Crocodile asked with a beaming smile.

He adored this nephew of his. If his son had already married, he would have hoped for a granddaughter so that she could be betrothed to Chenzhou as a child.

"Uncle Golden Crocodile, Uncle Azure Luan, Uncle Lion, Uncle Light Plume, Uncle Thousand Jun, Uncle Subduing Demon, Chenzhou greets you." Qian Chenzhou cupped his hands toward the six offerings.

The six offerings nodded in satisfaction.

He did not put on airs just because he was the eldest brother's son and possessed extraordinary talent. That was even rarer than talent itself.

"Chenzhou, you came because Bibi Dong has broken through to Soul Emperor and needs a soul ring, correct?" Qian Daoliu stroked his beard.

"Father, Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo will be enough for this matter. It does not warrant Father and my uncles taking action." Qian Chenzhou smiled, then continued, "I came this time for another matter."

"What matter?" Golden Crocodile asked with a smile.

"My eldest brother's marriage." Qian Chenzhou smiled. "After all, my eldest brother is no longer young. It is time for him to marry."

After hearing this, all seven of them froze where they stood, feeling that the situation was rather surreal.

A younger brother was worrying over his elder brother's marriage.

It would have been one thing if the younger brother were already grown, but he was only four years old. Wasn't this a little too early?

"This..."

Even though Qian Daoliu had lived for decades, this was the first time he had encountered such a matter. For a moment, he could not make up his mind.

"Father, I truly hope to see my niece, Qian Renxue—the Angel God's inheritor." Qian Chenzhou said with a smile.

The six offerings could not help but frown slightly. The Angel God should originally have been inherited by Qian Chenzhou, but by saying this, he indicated that the godhood behind him did not think much of the Angel God's position.

They soon accepted it.

As for Qian Xunji, his strength and talent were far too poor. From the moment he was born, he had never received the Angel God's favor.