The Young Mistress Was a Person of Noble Character

"Ah, you really outsmarted yourself this time!"

Qian Jun, who had been quietly observing and had not said a word from beginning to end, stepped forward, patted his shoulder, and shook his head with a sigh.

Did he really think the young mistress would be like yesterday, changing her mind after they said a few words?

How naïve!

Did he not see what the situation was?

"Ah." Jiang Mo glanced at Qian Jun, truly at a loss for words.

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

"The next time you speak, think carefully first." With an all-knowing tone, Qian Jun lectured him, "Stop assuming the young mistress is just a child and has no mind of her own."

"Why do you think the young mistress did not tell us yesterday that she wanted to raise Dugu Yan into a Titled Douluo, but instead insisted on saying it in front of Dugu Bo?"

"The young mistress did it to prevent us from stopping her. She wanted to settle everything directly in front of Dugu Bo."

"Yet you failed to see the young mistress's resolve after she acted like that. You have lived for decades, and for what?"

Seeing Qian Jun's smug expression, Jiang Mo felt utterly stifled. "Who could have expected the young mistress to go so far for one Dugu Yan?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Qian Jun 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 dumb as a rock!"

"Have you forgotten the young mistress's earlier attitude? Have you forgotten who raised her? The Grand Enshrinement raised her!"

"Having grown up at the Grand Enshrinement's side, influenced by her every day, the young mistress's morals are not something you or I can compare to!"

"The young mistress had always wanted to compensate Dugu Bo. She felt guilty about occupying his place. Did you think she was pretending?"

"She truly thought that way!"

"It is only because your morals are so low that you judge others by yourself and assume the young mistress has bad intentions!"

"Besides, do not forget that the young mistress is someone chosen by the Angel God!"

"What kind of deity is the Angel God?"

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

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

His fists clenched!

His fists really clenched!

Although everything Qian Jun said sounded utterly correct, every word incisive and every sentence striking at the heart of the matter, that was precisely why Jiang Mo wanted to kill someone!

He was a morally bankrupt villain, fine!

But where the hell was Qian Jun any better?

Was Qian Jun not morally bankrupt too?

Damn it!

Qian Jun's gaze casually swept over Jiang Mo's fists, and his lips curled downward.

Sure enough, morally bankrupt people wanted to kill others the moment they were confronted with the truth.

How did he end up with a younger brother like this?

Ah, I am truly pitiful.

"Of course, besides everything I mentioned, there is one most important point. I believe that was also why the young mistress made up her mind to cultivate Dugu Yan."

Qian Jun shot Jiang Mo a sidelong glance. Seeing his ashen face, he asked with a faint smile, "Did you notice it?"

"..."

Jiang Mo gritted his teeth. "What point?"

Heh.

What an idiot.

Qian Jun was immensely pleased with himself. "Who raised the young mistress? And who did Dugu Yan depend on since childhood?"

"Think about their backgrounds..."

"The Grand Enshrinement and Dugu Bo... what relationship do they have?"

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

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

"Figure it out yourself!"

Qian Jun slapped his shoulder and hurried in the direction Qian Renxue had left.

He had already wasted so much time explaining. Did Jiang Mo think Qian Jun had nothing better to do?

He still had to protect the young mistress!

Unlike someone else.

Someone who could not even understand such a simple question.

Both had lost their mothers at birth. (Bibi Dong, as a mother, was no different from being dead—she might as well have been.) Both had lost their fathers in childhood and depended on their grandfathers while growing up.

With their circumstances being so remarkably alike, was it difficult to guess what choice the young mistress would make?

When she voluntarily suggested keeping Dugu Yan by her side, was the young mistress really doing it to restrain Dugu Bo?

Even if that truly was what she thought consciously, it was likely driven by her subconscious.

When she saw this grandfather and granddaughter relying on one another, could she really have failed to see her own reflection in them?

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

Qian Jun stared at the immortal herb with a strange look in his eyes. If he remembered correctly, Chrysanthemum Pass had apparently been searching for this immortal herb for nearly his entire life.

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

Fate truly played tricks on people.

"It really is an immortal herb exactly like Elder Ju's martial soul." Qian Renxue's eyes brightened. She bent down and happily began harvesting it with great care according to the knowledge Heavenly Dao had given her.

"What does the young mistress plan to do with this Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum?"

"Of course, I will take it back for Elder Ju."

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

"With an immortal herb of the same origin to assist him, it should not only help him recover quickly, but might even allow his Soul Power to advance further."

"I see."

Before Bibi Dong became Pope, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo had been considered Qian Xunji's direct subordinates. Otherwise, Qian Xunji would not have taken them with him to hunt a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

Thus, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Qian Renxue had shared a fairly good relationship, and he could even be considered a relatively close elder to her.

But that had been in the past.

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

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

And the two of them could not possibly be unaware of the relationship between Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue.

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

Qian Jun pondered secretly how he should tell the young mistress what he had in mind.

He did not want to end up like Jiang Mo.

"Hm?"

Qian Jun suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance, where a green figure was rapidly approaching.

"Dugu Bo, what are you doing here?"

"Senior Dugu Bo?"

Qian Renxue, who was picking the flower, lifted her head. Seeing Dugu Bo hurrying over with an awkward smile, she was rather puzzled.

Why was this Titled Douluo smiling so strangely?

"Well... I came to discuss something with you... Hm? Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum?"

Dugu Bo suddenly noticed the immortal herb in Qian Renxue's hand, which had yet to be put away, and instinctively swallowed the words that were about to leave his mouth.

Qian Jun 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.

Qian Jun gave Dugu Bo a look. He knew about the grudge between the two men and was rather curious. Dugu Bo should know how important this immortal herb was to Chrysanthemum Pass, right?

Given their enmity, why had Dugu Bo neither harvested it nor destroyed it, simply leaving it here? What exactly was he planning?

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

After carefully putting away the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, Qian Renxue looked at Dugu Bo. "May I ask what brings you here, Senior?"

"Uh... well..."

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

But knowing he would have to say it 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 enshrinement?"