Wanting to Help Yet Feeling Powerless, Self-Reproaching A Yin

Not only did the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect harbor such concerns, the Clear Sky Sect did as well. The destruction of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect by Spirit Hall was simply too sudden and swift.

It gave no one any time to react. In just a single night, the majestic Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect was just gone like that?

Just as the leaders of the major factions were guessing whether Spirit Hall had a next move, inside Spirit City at this moment...

Inside the Papal Palace, Qian Xunji stretched lazily, having finished processing all of today's state affairs. Did the outside world really think Spirit Hall would have a next step?

If Qian Xunji knew, he would only say that they were all overthinking it. Now the pope was worked to death like a dog, so what next step was there to talk about?

Qian Xunji produced a dossier and began to review it. These were the movements of the major factions over the past few days.

"It seems the destruction of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect has indeed deterred quite a few people. The Clear Sky Sect... the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and even the two great empires..."

"There are still people asking if Spirit Hall is going to declare war on those factions? Are you kidding me! Our Spirit Hall loves peace and is the guardian of the continent. How could we declare war on some faction for no reason?"

Qian Xunji merely glanced at it indifferently, then set the dossier aside and paid it no more mind. As for those people guessing what Spirit Hall's next move would actually be?

Let them think whatever they wanted. Anyway, Spirit Hall's objective had already been achieved, and it probably wouldn't take any action next.

If there was any action, it would only be to nominate the new Upper Three Sects. So who would one of the new Upper Three Sects be?

Under normal circumstances, it would naturally be to choose the most powerful sect among the Lower Four Sects. Of course, that was under normal circumstances.

Qian Xunji would not allow normal circumstances to occur; instead, he would look at who first demonstrated the attitude of submitting to Spirit Hall.

Then that would be the next one of the Upper Three Sects!

Qian Xunji slowly stood up, leaving this exhausting seat, and murmured to himself, The matter of the Cabinet still needs to be put on the agenda as soon as possible. With just me handling everything alone, being tired is a secondary matter; the main thing is that it delays my own cultivation speed!

As he thought about it, Qian Xunji left the grand hall and walked toward a garden at the back of the Papal Palace.

"Mom... say mom."

In a garden pavilion, a large crib was placed, and lying inside the crib were naturally Qian Renxue and Qian Renfeng.

Meanwhile, the noble matron sitting beside it was A Yin. Her two children were extremely clever, and at that moment she was teaching the two children to say the words mom and dad.

"Xunji..." Hearing footsteps, A Yin immediately raised her head and looked toward Qian Xunji with a smile.

"Are you all done with your busy work?" A Yin asked.

"Mhm." Qian Xunji nodded, sitting down directly beside A Yin. "Just finished today's work. I'm exhausted to death."

"You've worked hard, Xunji." A Yin raised her delicate hand, placing it on Qian Xunji's shoulders to begin massaging.

"Ah, marvelous!" Qian Xunji wore an expression of enjoyment. "Your massage skills have improved even further, A Yin."

A Yin smiled. "There's not much I can do to help you, so I can only learn the skill of massage to help you relax when you come back."

As she spoke, A Yin began to reproach herself. Though she had the honor of being the wife of Spirit Hall's pope, she had nothing she could do to help him, which was simply too much of a failure.

Qian Xunji seemed to sense A Yin's small emotional fluctuation, slowly raising a hand to stroke A Yin's lustrous hair. "A Yin, don't blame yourself. This isn't something you ought to worry about."

A Yin nodded slightly, continuing to massage Qian Xunji.

"It won't be long now, A Yin." Qian Xunji spoke flatly.

"What won't be long?" Hearing this, A Yin asked with some curiosity, "Xunji, what is it?"

Qian Xunji smiled and said, "Soon, very soon I won't have to be so tired. Soon I'll have plenty of time to accompany you and the children."

Saying this, Qian Xunji looked at the two infants inside the crib, chuckled, and said, "They look just like me! They truly are my seed!"

A Yin smiled with pursed lips. "Both of these little ones are very clever, especially the younger brother, Qian Renxue—cough, Qian Renfeng. I'm teaching them how to speak right now."

"Though they are still too little right now, when they are a little over a year old, they'll probably be able to start talking."

Hearing this, Qian Xunji nodded slightly without caring. It didn't matter when they spoke...

"I plan to establish a Cabinet. The members of the Cabinet will be there to help me process state affairs. They will review the affairs first, then offer suggestions, and finally I will make the final call if it's feasible!"

"That way, the person processing state affairs won't be me anymore, but the people in the Cabinet. I will only be responsible for making final decisions and returning things."

"But if that's the case, won't the Cabinet dilute the power belonging to the pope?" A Yin asked with some concern.

She always felt that doing this would greatly curtail the power of Spirit Hall's pope.

"Hahahaha." Hearing this, Qian Xunji laughed. "Ah Yin, you are truly too naive. Even if it is diluted, it won't be diluted by much."

"After all, this world ultimately respects strength. Strength and power are bound together! As long as the Consecration Hall is still here, and as long as Spirit Hall's foundation is still here, Spirit Hall cannot fall into chaos!"

"I am the pope! But at the same time, I am also a Titled Douluo powerhouse. Don't view our Spirit Hall the way you view the Heaven Dou Empire!"

The Heaven Dou Empire's system was rotten. The most important reason was that the royal family of the Heaven Dou Empire was too weak, while everyone else was too strong. Therefore, whenever the Heaven Dou Empire's royal family wanted to do something, they were constrained everywhere by other people, yet felt utterly powerless to do anything about it.

"Mhm..." A Yin was lost in thought, saying nothing more.

This was the part where she reproached herself. She found that she couldn't help Qian Xunji with anything at all, seeming only capable of serving as a pretty vase.

"Don't think so much. When I married you, was it to force you to help me? You giving birth to a pair of children for me is the greatest help you could possibly give!"

"Before Spirit Hall had you and the children, you have no idea what kind of look old man used on me! Just look at it now!"

Qian Xunji smiled and placated her, seemingly having returned to Spirit City and felt Spirit Hall's might, or perhaps having seen how exhausted he was every night when he returned while A Yin constantly wished she could help him.

Yet faced with Spirit Hall's affairs big and small, A Yin knew nothing and understood nothing, unable to offer him any assistance, which caused her to reproach herself for being useless.

Qian Xunji knew about these matters. He didn't mind whether A Yin could bring him any help or not, but he needed to soothe A Yin's emotions.

"That's about it. Shall we go out for a stroll?" Qian Xunji walked over to the crib and scooped Qian Renxue up into his arms.

Meanwhile, A Yin picked up Qian Renfeng and held him in her arms.

"Where to?" A Yin asked. During the period after returning to Spirit City, although she watched Qian Xunji grow exhausted every day, he always managed to carve out time to lead her and the children on strolls around Spirit City.

"Hmm? Let's go north, shall we? Mhm, and by the way, we can drop by the Consecration Hall for a visit so the old man can see his granddaughter and grandson once more." Qian Xunji smiled.

His old man, Qian Daoliu—he couldn't say he didn't like him, but rather that he felt hatred for his failure to meet expectations! Yet when it came to the two children, he loved them beyond measure.