Dominating Qian Daoliu

After a fit of rage, Qian Xunji finally calmed down, and the look of reason returned to his eyes once again.

And he quickly discovered something amiss.

Although he and Le Jia could not be called childhood sweethearts, they were nonetheless peers, and coupled with their many years of superior-subordinate relationship, Qian Xunji was certain.

Le Jia didn't have the brains for this!

For a moment, the figures of many high-ranking Martial Soul Hall officials who were at odds with him flashed through Qian Xunji's mind, and he suspected that these people were working against him.

But Qian Xunji guessed one thing wrong.

Le Jia was not brainless; she could still tell the priority and urgency of the matter, knowing that Qian Mo's small shoulders could not bear the responsibility of this incident, so she did not mention Qian Mo's name in the letter.

However, Qian Mo himself did not care about this, so he did not deliberately explain it either.

Because Qian Mo knew very well that his actions this time could be described as standing on the moral high ground, and he had also secured a new and huge benefit for his compatriots of the Angel Clan.

Then, as long as Qian Xunji wasn't truly crazy, he would absolutely never kill him.

At most, he would strip him of his post and recall him to Martial Soul Hall, turning him back into a commoner once again.

But in Qian Mo's view, so what if he did?

This Priest position of his was not some fat official post with real power to begin with. Even if he turned back into a commoner, couldn't he still go out and practice his own path just the same?

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Inside the Papal Hall, Qian Xunji's expression shifted repeatedly as he weighed the pros and cons in his mind.

Things had reached this point, and investigating who had plotted against him was already meaningless.

Now Qian Xunji had to find a way to wrest the power to judge nobles from the mouths of the two emperors, otherwise those fierce and ambitious Angel Clan members wouldn't care whether you were the Pope or not.

To hinder them in executing justice was to be evil!

You had to be judged, damn it!

Yet despite Martial Soul Hall being hailed as the number one soul master force, Qian Xunji understood very well.

If Martial Soul Hall truly went up against the Two Empires, it would definitely not come out ahead, so this major decision affecting the Two Empires could never be easily negotiated.

Right now, he had the pressure of his clansmen in front of him, and he had to face the pressure of the Two Empires behind him.

Before he knew it, Qian Xunji's eyes were already bloodshot and he was panting like an ox.

Damn it!

As the dignified Pope of Martial Soul Hall, this was the first time he had experienced such grievance!

Just at that moment, however, a faint yet mountain-like, terrifying soul power quietly descended, causing Qian Xunji's body to involuntarily sink.

Boom!

The doors of the Papal Hall were violently blasted open by surging soul power, and an old man dressed in gray robes quietly stepped in from outside the hall.

This person was none other than the strongest expert of Martial Soul Hall, hailed as one of the three invincibles of Douluo Continent, the invincible of the sky, Qian Daoliu.

Seeing Qian Daoliu arrive, a fear originating from his very bones bred in the depths of Qian Xunji's heart, causing his body to shrink back involuntarily as he respectfully said.

"Father."

At this, Qian Daoliu merely let out a cold snort and walked up to Qian Xunji.

"Address me by my official title during work. Call me the Chief Pontiff."

Qian Xunji did not dare to dispute this in the slightest, and very respectfully called out once more. At that moment, Qian Daoliu also caught sight of the letter on Qian Xunji's desk, and quite naturally picked it up to read.

At this time, Qian Xunji asked in a low voice.

"Chief Pontiff, I wonder what brings you here."

Putting down the letter, Qian Daoliu said indifferently.

"After so many years, you still haven't made much progress, Your Holiness the Pope.

This matter has blown up so much that the clan elders have caused an uproar all the way at my Consecration Hall. What do you say? Why do you think I'm looking for you?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Xunji instantly understood. He had been wondering what kind of matter could summon out his old father, who hadn't asked about worldly affairs in over ten years; as it turned out, it really was because of this business.

Just at that moment, Qian Daoliu said in a stern tone.

"You bastard! Straighten your back for me!

As the Pope, as the inheritor of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, what does this cringing look of yours amount to!

How many more times do you want me to teach you!

Are you really going to be satisfied only if you stay trapped at level 95 for the rest of your life?"

Qian Xunji wore a bitter expression, but his physique instinctively straightened up quite a bit.

He also wanted to speak loudly to this old father of his, but for the life of him he didn't know why, whenever he looked at his old father he was simply terrified.

At this time Qian Daoliu spoke again.

"Our Angel Clan's divine mandate from birth is none other than to protect humanity and slay evil.

Yet when I walked in, I sensed that you were deeply conflicted. Tell me, what are you conflicted about?"

Hesitating for a moment, Qian Xunji cautiously said.

"It is like this, Chief Pontiff. Our Martial Soul Hall's prominence has been too overwhelming lately, and all the major factions are secretly resisting us.

So just now I was thinking about how to satisfy the demands of our clansmen while simultaneously reducing the major factions' resistance toward us."

At this moment, the Papal Hall was terrifyingly quiet, and Qian Xunji could even hear the sound of his own nervous heartbeat.

Right at that moment, Qian Xunji met Qian Daoliu's disappointed gaze that showed hatred for his failure to meet expectations, and he only heard Qian Daoliu sigh.

"You want to tear a chunk of flesh off the Two Empires, yet you don't want to damage the relationship between both sides either. How can you harbor such a naive thought?"

Saying this, Qian Daoliu paused his words, and a self-deprecating look subsequently surfaced on his face.

It seemed as though he were talking to himself, or perhaps speaking so that Qian Xunji could hear.

"Heh, I almost forgot, this isn't the first time you've done such a stupid thing."

In an instant, Qian Xunji's face turned pale; he knew Qian Daoliu was referring to his handling of Bibi Dong.

In this dark era, the most common way to deal with traitors was either to kill them or to squeeze out their every last drop of value.

Yet he, Qian Xunji, happened to pick neither option, and instead left behind a stain upon himself.

Even attempting to make Bibi Dong slowly fall in love with him.

Qian Xunji desperately wanted to shout loudly at Qian Daoliu right then and there that Bibi Dong was someone he had watched grow up since she was a child, so how could he possibly bring himself to make a move against her.

Yet with the words right on the tip of his tongue, Qian Xunji swallowed them back down into his stomach.

For no other reason than that he lacked the courage.

After a mocking mockery of an absurdity, Qian Daoliu's expression regained its seriousness, and he looked straight at Qian Xunji, speaking in a commanding tone.

"Send a letter to the emperors of the Two Empires and tell them.

Either they divide the power to judge nobles and give it to us, and we guarantee to execute only the ringleaders, otherwise this old man won't mind launching another great purge.

Let the world know what the justice of the angels is!"

Looking at the domineering old father before him, Qian Xunji swallowed hard.

Although he wanted to say that this would only push Martial Soul Hall into opposition against the Two Empires, Qian Xunji ultimately chose once again to lack the courage, and offered a respectful bow.

"Understood."

One month later—

The Two Empires and their subordinate tributary states jointly promulgated that the Martial Soul Hall Fallen Enforcement Squad possessed the power to judge all major wicked acts committed by all nobles across the entire continent.

Even princes and nobles were no exception!

Once verified, the Enforcement Squad possessed the right to execute first and report later!

For a time, the noble circles of the entire Douluo Continent were in an uproar, and they successively protested against Martial Soul Hall's overbearing nature.

And in contrast to that was the heartfelt joy of countless commoners, because they too finally had a backing of their own.