Bibi Dong's Past Exposed: Qian Xunji Took Her as a Disciple, Tang San Was Shocked, Bibi Dong Was Disgusted: Hypocritical and Revolting!

The moment this information appeared, the entire Douluo Continent was thrown into an uproar!

Inside the Consecration Hall.

Male Lion Douluo sucked in a sharp breath and cried out:

"Level 98!

"She had actually cultivated to level 98 without a sound!

"And she had even reached the Rakshasa Seventh Trial!"

In other words, with only two trials remaining, Bibi Dong would inherit the Rakshasa God's Godhood!

Golden Crocodile Douluo's expression darkened completely as well.

"No wonder she usually kept to herself. Even when Third Brother's Martial Soul evolved and his Soul Power surged so dramatically, she never once stepped out of the Papal Hall.

"So she had been tightly restrained by the Rakshasa God Trial all along."

Qian Daoliu closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

"The Rakshasa God is an utterly evil god. The pain and torment of its trials far surpass ordinary imagination.

"To endure the suppression of the god trial while raising her Soul Power to level 98—such resolve and talent are truly terrifying.

"If not for the constraints of the god trial, Second Brother, even before this ranking, you would not have been her match."

Inside the Papal Hall.

Seeing the Ranking Screen's evaluation, Bibi Dong was not angered by the exposure of her secret. Instead, she gave a self-mocking laugh.

"The restrictions of the Rakshasa Seventh Trial...

"The Ranking Screen sees things quite clearly.

"If not for the suppression of this damned god trial, why would I have allowed those old fools in the Consecration Hall to fear me for so long?"

Yue Guan stood beside her, drenched in cold sweat as he said tremblingly:

"Your Holiness possesses heaven-defying talent. Once you overcome the god trial, who in this world could stand against you?"

Bibi Dong ignored Yue Guan's flattery. Her gaze remained fixed on the Ranking Screen.

Her hands unconsciously dug into the throne's armrests, her knuckles turning white from the force.

"It would be one thing if the god trial were exposed... but what happened back then will likely no longer remain hidden."

Bibi Dong seethed inwardly, and an unprecedented trace of panic flashed through her eyes.

Heaven Dou Empire, Heaven Dou City, Crown Prince's Residence.

Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, stood by the window and stared at the information displayed on the Ranking Screen. Her face was full of shock, and her hands unconsciously clenched her sleeves.

In the shadows, space twisted slightly as Snake Spear Douluo's figure silently emerged, his voice unable to conceal his shock.

"Young Mistress... Her Holiness the Pope has actually reached level 98 and begun the Rakshasa Seventh Trial!

"No wonder the Grand Consecrator has always shown her such tolerance."

Qian Renxue remained silent for a long time before slowly closing her eyes, her voice somewhat hoarse.

"Level 98, the Rakshasa Seventh Trial...

"She truly has walked ahead of everyone else.

"No wonder she has never regarded my efforts as worth noticing."

Snake Spear Douluo lowered his voice with concern.

"Young Mistress, you have spent years infiltrating the Heaven Dou Empire and plotting to seize the throne. The effort you have poured into this is no less than anyone else's.

"As long as you can begin the Angel God Trial, you will certainly surpass her in the future."

"Surpass her?"

Qian Renxue suddenly opened her eyes and laughed bitterly.

"I have desperately wanted to prove myself to her, to prove that I am better than her. But what about her?

"In her eyes, there is only power, only god trials, and even... only hatred for me."

At this point, Qian Renxue took a deep breath. Her eyes remained locked on Bibi Dong's cold, beautiful image on the Ranking Screen, her expression becoming exceedingly complicated.

"However, compared to her strength, I care more about what the Ranking Screen will reveal next."

Snake Spear Douluo was slightly stunned.

"Young Mistress, you mean...?"

Qian Renxue's voice turned cold, carrying a tremor of uncertainty and probing.

"Back then, after my father, Qian Xunji, returned to the hall severely injured, he suddenly died.

"Wuhun Hall claimed publicly that he died at Tang Hao's hands, but every time Grandfather mentioned the matter, his eyes became extremely complicated. He even strictly forbade me from asking about it.

"And from that time onward, she completely took control of Wuhun Hall and treated me like a mortal enemy."

Snake Spear Douluo's expression changed, and he did not dare respond.

Qian Renxue continued staring at the Ranking Screen and spoke each word distinctly.

"Since this mysterious Ranking Screen intends to reveal her past, then the truth behind my father's death will likely be impossible to conceal.

"I want to see exactly what she did to my father back then!

"And how she will face me, and face the entirety of Wuhun Hall!"

The image on the Ranking Screen suddenly shifted. The gloomy purple mist dispersed, replaced by a quiet, peaceful village.

In the image, a delicate little girl of only six stood at the center of an awakening formation.

As light rose, two huge, fierce spider phantoms unexpectedly appeared behind her at once.

The crystal ball in her hand erupted with a dazzling radiance.

[At age six, she awakened Twin Martial Souls: Death Spider Emperor and Soul-Eating Spider Emperor.

Innately full Soul Power, level 10!]

Inside Shrek Academy, Ma Hongjun could not help crying out:

"My god, she awakened Twin Martial Souls at six years old, and she even had innately full Soul Power!

"Isn't that talent far too monstrous?"

Tang San also stared intently at the Ranking Screen and said in a low voice:

"Twin Martial Souls are already exceedingly rare, much less two top-tier beast Martial Souls.

"No wonder she was able to become the Pope."

The Ranking Screen's image changed again.

Upon receiving the news, Qian Xunji, the former Pope of Wuhun Hall, personally descended upon this remote little village.

In the image, Qian Xunji wore white robes. His features were refined, and his eyes were filled with gentleness and affection.

He slowly crouched before the young Bibi Dong, gently stroked her head, and softly asked:

"Child, are you willing to come with Uncle and become my disciple?

"I will give you the best training on the entire continent."

The young Bibi Dong looked at him timidly and nodded heavily.

In the scenes that followed, Qian Xunji taught her cultivation and took her hunting Soul Beasts.

Every glance and every movement was filled with an elder's indulgence and care.

Seeing this, many ordinary Soul Masters in Heaven Dou City sighed in admiration.

"So the former Pope Qian Xunji was this gentle with her. He was practically like her biological father."

"Exactly. Being able to take such a powerful man as her master was an incredible blessing.

"Their master-disciple relationship must have been excellent back then."

Inside Shrek Academy, Yu Xiaogang looked at the scene with a dazed expression and muttered:

"Dong'er did indeed often mention back then that her teacher treated her like his own daughter and cared for her in every way.

"But why... did everything later change?"

Inside the Crown Prince's Residence in Heaven Dou City.

Watching the gentle, towering figure in the image, Qian Renxue's eyes instantly reddened, and her voice trembled.

"Father... so this was how you treated her back then.

"You gave her all your effort and tenderness, so how could she ultimately bring herself to kill you...?"

Yet compared to the sentimental conjectures of the public, the atmosphere in the Papal Hall dropped to freezing point at that very moment.

Bang!

Bibi Dong crushed the golden armrest beneath her palm, reducing it to dust that scattered through the air.

Her eyes were fixed on Qian Xunji's "gentle" face on the Ranking Screen, and her breathing became incomparably rapid.

There was not a trace of warmth in her eyes—only endless resentment, disgust, and killing intent etched into her very bones.

"Hypocritical... revolting hypocrisy!"

Bibi Dong gritted her teeth, her voice so cold it seemed capable of freezing space itself.

Inside the Consecration Hall.

Qian Daoliu looked at his son's familiar face in the image, let out a long sigh, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Xunji... your obsession back then ultimately destroyed you, and destroyed her as well."