Bibi Dong's Suppression, Let Strength Speak

"So that's how it was."

"I was wondering why the atmosphere had gotten so strange."

"Big Sis Xue'er, your mother is too devious! How could she set me up like this?"

"Good thing you were here. Otherwise, being left hanging here would've been so awkward."

Li Qinglian finally understood and could not help but curse aloud.

Bibi Dong had clearly wanted to give him a show of force.

Without the Pope personally leading him up Pope Mountain, even if he became the Holy Son, the sanctity of his status would be greatly diminished. But now that Qian Renxue had arrived, everything had been resolved with ease.

The appearance of Qian Renxue, the Qian Clan's legitimate daughter who had not publicly shown herself for a long time, would only make the effect even better.

"Pfft."

"She really is a little wicked. If you feel uncomfortable staying in Spirit Hall, you can come find me anytime. The place where I carry out missions is quite nice."

Listening to Li Qinglian complain about Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue laughed so hard that her body trembled.

Why did it sound so pleasant when those words came from Li Qinglian?

She had originally thought she was the only one who felt that way. She had not expected Li Qinglian to think the same.

More importantly, Li Qinglian actually dared to say it right in front of her.

"We'll talk about that later. I don't have any plans to run around everywhere right now."

Li Qinglian shrugged.

He planned to settle down and cultivate diligently in Spirit Hall for a while before considering anything else.

Human soul masters and soul beasts cultivated differently. Li Qinglian had to start planning his cultivation anew.

"All right. But you really do need to build a solid foundation first."

Qian Renxue was not too disappointed.

Looking at the serious profile of the blonde girl beside him, Li Qinglian's heart stirred slightly.

He realized that there seemed to be more and more older sisters around him.

Older sisters riding the wind and waves~~~

An older-sister-type girlfriend was actually not bad.

The main thing was that older sisters knew how to spoil people.

But whether it was the Goddess of Life or the Silver Dragon King, they put too much pressure on him.

Even though Li Qinglian was confident that he would not be weaker than them in the future, confidence did not mean arrogance.

The current Li Qinglian was far too weak, and the gap between him and them was enormous. No matter how carefree he was, he could not completely erase that sense of distance.

"What are you looking at?"

Qian Renxue gave a light spit, growing a little embarrassed under Li Qinglian's gaze.

"Big Sis Xue'er is really beautiful."

Li Qinglian sighed.

Qian Renxue had come all this way to support him. No matter what her purpose was, Li Qinglian was somewhat moved.

He was telling the truth.

Qian Renxue wore a silver-white gown, its hem adorned with tiny diamonds.

Her golden hair poured down like melted sunlight. A delicate jeweled crown rested amid her hair, its central sapphire perfectly matching the color of her eyes.

Her skin was as fair as the finest white jade, nearly translucent against her golden hair. The cut of her silver-white dress traced the curves of her chest to perfection, revealing an innate nobility amid her elegance.

Qian Renxue possessed the ultimate beauty of a human woman, while the Goddess of Life and the Silver Dragon King possessed divine beauty that could not be profaned.

He truly had no feelings for the Goddess of Life, much less any romantic attraction.

It was not because the Goddess of Life was not beautiful.

Rather, the gap between their levels was too vast. Even though Li Qinglian was a man, he could not feel any desire for her. All he felt was appreciation for beauty.

The gap between their life levels was simply too great.

Unless Li Qinglian became a god, it was unlikely that he would develop romantic feelings for the Goddess of Life.

Qian Renxue might currently be vastly inferior to the two God Kings, but her identity made Li Qinglian feel much closer to her.

Although he had reincarnated as the Death Divine Tree, he had always considered himself human. Now, he had even cultivated himself back into human form.

"Really?"

Qian Renxue's ears burned as she instinctively tucked a lock of golden hair behind her ear. Her fingertips paused slightly as they brushed against her scorching ear.

She would not treat Li Qinglian as a child.

She knew that Li Qinglian was much older than she was.

He had merely started cultivating again.

What does Li Qinglian mean by this? Is he simply praising me, or...

Qian Renxue's heart could not help trembling.

Li Qinglian was a god by birth. He merely needed to wander through the mortal world for a while.

If she could be with Li Qinglian...

Perhaps I really am a materialistic woman.

Qian Renxue thought to herself.

In truth, when she learned that the woman beside Li Qinglian was the Goddess of Life, she had already begun entertaining such thoughts.

She did not understand love, but she understood one thing.

Only a powerful man was qualified to conquer her.

What was wrong with marrying into a good household?

Did she have to be as self-destructive as Bibi Dong, falling hopelessly in love with a man like Yu Xiaogang?

"Xue'er actually came back and personally brought him up Pope Mountain?"

"Just who is this brat? Why would Xue'er come here for him?"

The moment Bibi Dong saw Qian Renxue, her entire mood soured.

Watching Qian Renxue hold Li Qinglian's hand like an angel and walk toward her step by step, Bibi Dong's expression turned incomparably ugly.

"Your Holiness, I have brought the Holy Son here."

"It is time to announce him to the world."

Qian Renxue curled her lips, her voice carrying a hint of mockery.

She had never felt even the slightest maternal love from Bibi Dong. She and Bibi Dong could only ever be enemies.

Bibi Dong stared fixedly at Qian Renxue with her beautiful eyes.

She had known this day would come sooner or later, but she had not expected Qian Renxue to begin resisting her so soon!

"I announce that, from this day onward,"

"Li Qinglian shall be the Holy Son of Spirit Hall."

Bibi Dong's gemstone-studded scepter struck the ground heavily.

Her gaze flicked toward Yue Guan in the distance, and Yue Guan promptly stepped forward.

"Wait."

"Your Holiness, establishing the Holy Son concerns Spirit Hall's century-long plans. Is it not somewhat improper to act so hastily?"

"The Holy Maiden's brother, Xie Yue, and Spirit Hall Academy's genius Yan are both renowned talents of Spirit Hall. If they are passed over and the Holy Son is chosen directly, I fear it will be difficult to convince the public."

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan stepped out from among the many elders and spoke with righteous solemnity.

"Damn it. Bibi Dong hired a shill."

"Isn't this way too obvious?"

Li Qinglian felt so embarrassed that his toes practically curled.

Everyone knew that Yue Guan was Bibi Dong's man. How could he possibly defy Bibi Dong's orders?

Clearly, this entire scene was Bibi Dong's doing as well.

"She is merely playing petty tricks. Once you reveal your strength later, no one will have any objections."

"Xie Yue and Yan are nothing more than stepping stones for you."

Qian Renxue squeezed Li Qinglian's hand and whispered.

She also found it somewhat amusing.

Bibi Dong's methods were still as clumsy as ever!

Pope Mountain was filled with murmurs and sighs.

The corners of Bibi Dong's lips rose, but her expression remained outwardly calm.

"Chrysanthemum Douluo. Li Qinglian is the Holy Son jointly recommended by every Attendant of the Worship Hall. This is unprecedented in Spirit Hall's history!"

"Conferring the title of Holy Son is no small matter. Li Qinglian is only six years old. Even if his talent is extraordinary, he still needs time to prove it!"

"I believe it would be better to delay this for now. Six or seven years from now, once Li Qinglian has achieved success in cultivation, let him compete with Xie Yue and Yan. The winner shall become the Holy Son. Only then can the public be convinced!"

As Chrysanthemum Douluo's voice fell, the entirety of Pope Mountain became deathly silent.

Li Qinglian was too young.

Even if his talent truly was monstrous, who could guarantee that nothing would go wrong during his future cultivation?

Furthermore, top geniuses from Spirit Hall Academy like Yan and Xie Yue should also have the chance to compete for the position of Holy Son.

The corners of Bibi Dong's lips rose as her gaze swept across the surroundings.

She knew.

After that argument, most people had already taken her side.

Perhaps six or seven years later, Li Qinglian truly would be powerful enough to defeat Yan and Xie Yue and reclaim his position as Holy Son.

But!

By then, she would no longer care.

What she wanted was to use this opportunity to suppress the authority of the Worship Hall and let everyone in Spirit Hall know that the one in power was the Pope, not some Attendant!

"Li Qinglian. Chrysanthemum Douluo's doubts are reasonable. What do you think?"

Bibi Dong's gaze finally landed on Li Qinglian. She placed all the pressure on him while neatly removing herself from the matter.

For a moment, countless eyes fell upon Li Qinglian.

"I think Elder Chrysanthemum's doubts are indeed reasonable."

"Since Spirit Hall Academy has two other geniuses qualified to compete for the position of Holy Son, they should indeed be given a chance."

As soon as those words fell, the entire place became silent.

But the next moment, Li Qinglian's words caused another uproar.

"However, six or seven years is far too long. I fight for every moment."

"Since anyone believes they can compete with me for the position of Holy Son, step forward now."