The Young Lady Was a Person of Noble Character

"Ah, this time, you really outsmarted yourself!"

Qianjun, who had been quietly observing and had not said a word from beginning to end, stepped forward, patted Jiang Mo on the shoulder, and shook his head with a sigh.

Did he really think the young lady was like yesterday, that they could change her mind with a few words?

How naive!

Did he not see what the situation was?

"Ah." Jiang Mo glanced at Qianjun, truly not knowing what to say.

This time, he could see it clearly. He had genuinely angered Qian Renxue.

"Think carefully before you speak next time." Qianjun lectured him in a tone that seemed to see through everything. "Do not always assume the young lady is a child who truly has no mind of her own."

"Why do you think the young lady did not tell us yesterday that she intended to train Dugu Yan into a Title Douluo, but instead wanted to discuss it in front of Dugu Bo?"

"The young lady wanted to keep us from stopping her. She wanted to settle everything directly in front of Dugu Bo."

"Yet you failed to see her determination after she acted like that. You have lived for decades for nothing."

Seeing Qianjun's smug expression, Jiang Mo felt utterly stifled. "Who could have imagined that the young lady would go this far for a mere Dugu Yan?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Qianjun clicked his tongue and looked at Jiang Mo with disdain. "No wonder I am the older brother and you are the younger one! You are such an idiot!"

"Have you forgotten the young lady's attitude before? Have you forgotten who raised her? The Grand Priest raised her!"

"Having grown up at the Grand Priest's side, influenced by him since childhood, the young lady's morals are not something you or I can compare to!"

"The young lady had always wanted to compensate Dugu Bo and felt guilty for taking his land. Did you think she was pretending?"

"She truly thought that way!"

"It is only because your morals are too low. You judge others by yourself and assumed the worst of the young lady!"

"Besides, do not forget that the young lady is someone favored by the Angel God!"

"What kind of deity was the Angel God?"

"She was beautiful, kind, gentle, loving, compassionate, and holy. Her entire life was spent loving the people, dedicating even her mortal life to them."

"Do you think the heir chosen by such a deity could be compared to a morally corrupt villain like you?"

His fists clenched!

His fists were hard!

Although everything Qianjun said sounded utterly correct, every word incisive and every sentence hitting the mark, it was precisely because of that that Jiang Mo wanted to kill someone!

He was a morally corrupt villain, fine!

But how much better was Qianjun?

Was Qianjun's morality not corrupt too?

Fuck!

Qianjun's gaze casually swept over Jiang Mo's fists, and his lips curled in disdain.

Sure enough, morally corrupt people wanted to kill when someone pointed out the truth.

How did he end up with such a younger brother?

Ah, I am truly pitiful.

"Of course, besides everything I just said, there is one most important point. I suspect it was also the reason the young lady resolved to train Dugu Yan."

Qianjun glanced sideways at Jiang Mo. Seeing his livid face, he asked with a faint smile, "I wonder whether you noticed it."

"..."

Jiang Mo gritted his teeth. "What point?"

Heh.

What an idiot.

Qianjun was inwardly delighted. "Who raised the young lady? Who had Dugu Yan depended on since childhood?"

"Think about their backgrounds..."

"Was there any connection between the Grand Priest and Dugu Bo?"

"..." This time, Qianjun was speechless. Was he really this stupid? Was this truly his younger brother?

Then he looked at Jiang Mo's fists again and suddenly understood. So he had been blinded by rage!

"Figure it out yourself!"

Qianjun slapped Jiang Mo on the shoulder and hurried in the direction Qian Renxue had gone.

Had Jiang Mo really thought Qianjun had nothing better to do than waste so much time explaining?

He still had to protect the young lady!

Unlike someone.

Someone who could not even understand such a simple question.

Both had lost their mothers at birth. Bibi Dong might as well have been dead as a mother. Both had lost their fathers in childhood and depended on their grandfathers from a young age.

Their backgrounds were so strikingly similar. Was it really difficult to guess what choice the young lady would make?

When she offered to keep Dugu Yan by her side, was the young lady truly doing it to keep Dugu Bo in check?

Even if that was what she consciously thought, her own subconscious had likely driven her to it.

When she saw that grandfather and granddaughter relying on one another, had she truly not seen her own reflection in them?

"Velvet Sky-reaching Chrysanthemum? Is this Chrysanthemum Pass's martial soul?"

Qianjun stared at the immortal herb with an odd look in his eyes. If he remembered correctly, Chrysanthemum Pass had been searching for this immortal herb for nearly his entire life.

When he had first heard about it, he had thought such a thing could not possibly exist in the world. Yet it had grown here, in Dugu Bo's Medicine Valley, and had even been discovered by the young lady.

Fate truly toyed with people.

"It truly is an immortal herb identical to Elder Chrysanthemum's martial soul." Qian Renxue's eyes brightened. She bent down and happily began harvesting it with great care according to the knowledge given by the Heavenly Dao.

"How does the young lady intend to deal with this Velvet Sky-reaching Chrysanthemum?"

"Of course I will take it back for Elder Chrysanthemum to use."

Qian Renxue answered without the slightest hesitation. "Ever since Elder Chrysanthemum was injured by Tang Hao, he has been recovering from his wounds."

"With an immortal herb of the same origin to aid him, it should not only help him recover quickly, but may even allow his soul power to advance further."

"I see."

Before Bibi Dong became Pope, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo could be considered Qian Xunji's direct subordinates. Otherwise, Qian Xunji would not have brought them along to hunt a hundred-thousand-year soul beast.

Thus, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Qian Renxue had a fairly good relationship. He could even be regarded as a relatively close elder.

However, that had been in the past.

According to the information Qianjun had received, before Qian Renxue became the Holy Maiden, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, who had supposedly been in seclusion recovering from their injuries, had been somewhat restless.

They had been in extremely frequent contact with Bibi Dong, the new Pope!

And it was impossible for the two of them not to know about the relationship between Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue.

Under such circumstances, giving this immortal herb to Chrysanthemum Douluo seemed somewhat inappropriate.

Qianjun pondered in secret how he should tell the young lady what he had in mind.

He did not want to end up like Jiang Mo.

"Hm?"

Qianjun suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance, where a green figure was rushing toward them.

"Dugu Bo, what are you doing here?"

"Senior Dugu Bo?"

Qian Renxue, who was harvesting the flower, raised her head. Seeing Dugu Bo hurrying over with an awkward smile, she was somewhat puzzled.

Why was this Title Douluo smiling so strangely?

"Um... I came to discuss something with you... Hm? Velvet Sky-reaching Chrysanthemum?"

Dugu Bo suddenly noticed the immortal herb Qian Renxue was still putting away, and the words about to leave his mouth were instinctively swallowed.

Qianjun glanced at Dugu Bo. "You recognize it?"

"Ahahaha! This flower is exactly the same as Chrysanthemum Douluo's martial soul. I might not recognize other things, but there is no way I would not recognize this!" Dugu Bo laughed awkwardly.

Qianjun eyed Dugu Bo. Knowing of the grudge between the two, he was curious. Dugu Bo should know how important this immortal herb was to Chrysanthemum Pass, should he not?

Given their enmity, why had Dugu Bo neither picked it nor destroyed it, instead leaving it here? What exactly had he planned?

Was he planning to use it to threaten Chrysanthemum Pass someday? Or use it to save his own life?

After Qian Renxue carefully stored away the Velvet Sky-reaching Chrysanthemum, she looked at Dugu Bo. "May I ask why you have come, Senior?"

"Uh... well..."

Dugu Bo reluctantly withdrew his gaze from the immortal herb. Faced with Qian Renxue's question, he stammered.

However, knowing that he would have to say these words sooner or later, he could only grit his teeth and say:

"Could I... could I, after joining Spirit Hall, not go to Heaven Dou to serve as an enshrined elder?"