Qian Xunji left his office, passed through layer upon layer of corridors, and returned to his room, which was brightly lit.
Beside the soft bed stood a large crib. Qian Renxue and Qian Renfeng were already asleep inside.
A Yin sat on the edge of the bed, watching the doorway as though she had been waiting there for him to return.
Weariness showed on Qian Xunji's face. He immediately pounced forward and pulled A Yin into his arms. "I'm so tired..."
A Yin raised her delicate hand and gently caressed Qian Xunji's face. "Does Spirit Hall have that much for you to deal with?"
"A lot!" Their eyes met, and Qian Xunji could see his own reflection in A Yin's eyes. "Spirit Hall went a whole year without a Pope. Too much happened over the past year."
"There are far too many matters that require me, the Pope, to handle. I simply can't finish them all in a short time."
"But I'm not that diligent a person either. I plan to establish a Cabinet. From now on, the Cabinet will handle all government affairs first and make annotations, then I'll decide whether to stamp them."
"That way, I'll have it much easier, and I'll have more time to spend with you all in the future..."
"It's just that I may be very busy during this period and won't have time to keep you and the children company. A Yin, would you blame me?"
A Yin gazed at Qian Xunji's handsome face, then gently shook her head. "How could I blame you? I only blame myself for being unable to help you and making you work so hard."
Qian Xunji rolled over, holding A Yin as he lay down on the bed. A Yin pressed tightly against his broad chest.
"Something major will happen soon. Do you know what it is?" Qian Xunji asked as he looked at A Yin in his arms.
"What is it?" A Yin looked curious. Though she was a Soul Beast in human form, she sorely lacked experience in such matters.
"Spirit Hall intends to wipe out the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect!" Qian Xunji said lightly, as if he were talking about something utterly ordinary.
"Wipe out the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect?" A Yin was stunned. "Xunji, what do you mean by that?"
"Exactly what it sounds like. Over the past year, we heard plenty about Spirit Hall while we were in Yelin City."
"Over the past year, everyone in Spirit Hall has been holding back their anger. Spirit Hall's reputation has also suffered tremendous damage."
"If we don't wipe out the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, then once Spirit Hall's people lose heart, this organization will become difficult to lead."
Qian Xunji said with a headache, "Bibi Dong's betrayal of Spirit Hall has now become known throughout the world."
"Yet Spirit Hall made no move for an entire year. That made the world look down on Spirit Hall and left Spirit Hall's Soul Masters seething with resentment. When I left back then, I truly never imagined things would reach this point."
"But no one believes me. A Yin, do you believe me?" Qian Xunji asked sincerely as he looked at A Yin in his arms.
"Xunji, I believe you!" A Yin nodded.
She did not understand so much. She only knew that Qian Xunji was now her husband, and she would believe everything he said.
"And when the time comes to destroy the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, my father will take action as well..."
"What?" A Yin said in shock. "Father is a Level-Ninety-Nine Peerless Douluo. How could he..."
"Does it seem unbelievable? Does it seem exaggerated, all for a mere Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect?"
A Yin said nothing, but her meaning was obvious.
"The root cause is that Bibi Dong's affair had far too severe an impact. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect showed no intention of apologizing for an entire year. This is no longer merely an internal matter for Spirit Hall. It concerns Spirit Hall's future!"
"Because of this matter, Spirit Hall is now like a powder keg that needs an outlet. If it isn't vented, it will explode within Spirit Hall!"
"So the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect must be wiped out, and it must be crushed with thunderous force! Otherwise, Spirit Hall will never be able to win back its people's hearts!"
"Spirit Hall has not shown its strength in a long time. The world has forgotten Spirit Hall's terror, and has even forgotten that Spirit Hall possesses an invincible existence!"
"This time, Spirit Hall will show its strength and reestablish its prestige. Once this is done, Spirit Hall's reputation will undoubtedly surpass what it was before..."
"Xunji, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect is one of the Upper Three Sects. If we simply destroy them, wouldn't that..." A Yin asked worriedly.
"Heh." Qian Xunji smiled calmly. "If it had been a year ago, the resistance would have been enormous! Even if we had succeeded in the end, Spirit Hall would no longer have been a sacred place of cultivation in the eyes of Soul Masters across the continent. Instead, it would have become an evil force!"
"But now, Spirit Hall gave the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect a full year to atone and apologize, yet they did nothing. Spirit Hall has already shown them utmost mercy. Even if we destroy them, they will have brought it upon themselves!"
"The world won't say anything. They may even think that this is what Spirit Hall should do. It would be strange if Spirit Hall did nothing!"
Qian Xunji smiled bitterly. "My father says that Spirit Hall is the guardian of the Douluo Continent, but it seems that many people dislike us as guardians. Some even wish for us guardians to disappear."
"Xunji, then what do you think?" A Yin asked.
"What do I think? It's hard to say... The identity of a guardian is both a burden and a restraint!"
"If you ask me, I would rather Spirit Hall did not have that identity. Then Spirit Hall could do whatever it wanted!"
"A Yin..." Qian Xunji's gaze softened as water. Looking at the family in his arms, he slowly raised his hand and slipped it inside.
"The children are still here, Xunji." A Yin blushed deeply and immediately rose. "Shall we go next door?"
"Hahahaha, sure!" Qian Xunji laughed heartily, then wrapped an arm around A Yin and left the room.
The next morning, after getting up, Qian Xunji headed to the Papal Palace to begin another miserable day.
Whether it was mobilizing Soul Masters or preparing to move against the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, everything required him, the Pope, to make the arrangements.
"How many more days are needed?" Qian Xunji asked Gui Mei and Yue Guan, who were kneeling on one knee below him.
What he meant was naturally how much longer it would take to gather five thousand combat-capable Soul Masters.
"Your Holiness, at most two more days will be needed to gather five thousand combat-capable Soul Masters!" Yue Guan answered truthfully.
"Your Holiness, that quickly?"
"Mm..." Qian Xunji's gaze was cold. The sooner this matter was handled, the better. Spirit Hall could no longer wait.
"You two may leave. Speed up the mobilization of combat-capable Soul Masters. We depart in two days!"
"Yes, Your Holiness!"
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