Qian Renxue

Heaven Dou Empire, Crown Prince's Residence.

Xue Qinghe folded the letter Qian Daoliu had written to him and looked at Snake Spear Douluo. "Grandfather said there was an important matter and told me to return. Did he not explain what it was?"

Snake Spear Douluo shook his head slightly. "I do not know. But Young Master, you should make time to return as soon as possible."

Xue Qinghe nodded. He understood that if it were not something urgent, his grandfather would not casually summon him back to Spirit Hall. It seemed he had to make preparations quickly.

Several days later, Papal Hall.

After Dongfang Yu had tinkered away for days and nights, the matter finally made breakthrough progress.

Bibi Dong looked curiously at the lump in his hand. "What is this?"

The corners of Dongfang Yu's lips curled up slightly, his smile two parts weary, three parts joyful, and five parts satisfied. "This is called a camera."

"A camera?" Bibi Dong did not understand.

Dongfang Yu grinned and raised the camera toward Bibi Dong with a click. A photograph immediately slid out from the top of the camera.

Bibi Dong frowned slightly but said nothing.

"Please take a look, Teacher."

Bibi Dong picked up the photograph suspiciously. After one glance, she froze.

How was this possible? With just one click from this little lump, her portrait had appeared? And it was so lifelike.

Dongfang Yu continued explaining, "Teacher, isn't this image exactly the same as your appearance and expression?"

After studying it carefully for a full minute, Bibi Dong answered with certainty, "Indeed. It is practically identical. Even some top-tier painters could not achieve this."

"Not only that, this camera can also record every happy day, just like a projection device," Dongfang Yu said.

"How did you make this thing?" Bibi Dong asked.

Dongfang Yu explained, "It was made based on the principles of a projection device."

Douluo Continent was still developing far too slowly. Leaving aside things like guns and cannons, even in the original story, the final group portrait of the Shrek group had been completed through paintings.

People in this world had created projection devices, yet they had not continued developing along that line of thought. Perhaps they had already begun, but had simply yet to overcome the obstacles.

Afterward, Dongfang Yu introduced some of its other functions, along with its usage and matters such as film.

A moment later, Bibi Dong nodded slightly in satisfaction. "This camera has many functions. It can indeed be tested for sale."

"Since that is the case..."

At that point, Bibi Dong's voice abruptly stopped. Her expression swiftly darkened, because she sensed an extremely unpleasant aura.

Dongfang Yu was baffled. What was she doing? He was still waiting for her praise!

Why had she pulled down her pants halfway, only to put them back on?

Under Dongfang Yu's puzzled gaze, a maid entered the Papal Hall and reported, "Your Holiness, someone has come to request an audience."

"Let her in," Bibi Dong said coldly, her tone devoid of emotion.

Only then did Dongfang Yu realize that Bibi Dong must have sensed someone's arrival, which was why her expression had changed.

As the two waited, a figure slowly walked in.

Tap—tap.

This woman bore some resemblance to Bibi Dong and was also a peerless beauty, but her gaze was cold and seemingly devoid of all emotion. Dongfang Yu sensed a familiar aura from her.

The woman bowed to Bibi Dong. "Sister."

Qian Renxue!!

Dongfang Yu guessed her identity almost instantly. Of course—other than Qian Renxue, who else would call Bibi Dong sister? Who else would resemble Bibi Dong in appearance?

"What are you here for?" Bibi Dong's face was cold, her tone indifferent. She did not even spare Qian Renxue a proper glance.

Qian Renxue seemed accustomed to Bibi Dong's coldness. She merely said flatly, "I heard that Sister's disciple broke through to Soul Ancestor at such a young age, so I came to spar with him."

"There is no need. Go back," Bibi Dong said. Not only did she refuse the challenge, she immediately began driving her away.

"Is Sister afraid that your disciple will lose?"

"How presumptuous!" Bibi Dong shouted. She slammed her scepter down, and the aura she unleashed nearly sent the other woman flying to the ground.

Qian Renxue staggered as she steadied herself. Even so, blood appeared at the corner of her lips, and hatred surfaced in her eyes as she looked at Bibi Dong.

"Sister..."

"Hmph. Go back to your own place and stay there properly!" Bibi Dong snorted coldly, refusing to look at her again.

Good grief!

As an onlooker, Dongfang Yu was completely dumbfounded, because the two women had completely ignored him!

He knew that the relationship between this mother and daughter had always been poor, but he had not expected them to start fighting over a single disagreement! And they did not hold back at all!

Qian Renxue smiled without speaking or moving, as though she had other plans.

"Your Holiness." A voice suddenly sounded from the doorway.

Dongfang Yu and Bibi Dong both looked toward the entrance. An old fossil slowly walked in.

When he came closer, it turned out to be that old bastard Golden Crocodile, who had actually entered without even being announced.

"Little Xue's proposal is also my elder brother's intention. It is only a spar between youngsters, so there should not be a problem, right?" Golden Crocodile smiled faintly.

Bibi Dong did not answer. Her grip on her scepter tightened involuntarily, and the chill in her eyes was enough to freeze someone into an ice sculpture.

Dongfang Yu was already hurling personal insults at Golden Crocodile in his heart. I knew this old bastard was up to no good. You fucking...

Qian Daoliu isn't any better. If you can't have me, you want to destroy me? If you were a gorgeous beauty, I might still consider it.

"Her soul power is much higher than Little Yu's. Let us forget it."

Bibi Dong took a step back and said this. This was already her second refusal, and she had long understood what Qian Daoliu and the others intended.

"Not much higher, not much higher." Golden Crocodile's old face bloomed like a chrysanthemum.

Go fuck yourself! Probably three or four floors higher, huh? Dongfang Yu cursed even more fiercely in his heart.

"It is only a spar. Could it be... that the Pope's disciple has an undeserved reputation?" Golden Crocodile mocked.

"Hmph." Bibi Dong snorted coldly. Though she greatly disliked this wretch, she could not deny that this wretch possessed one-in-ten-thousand talent, and her Six-Winged Angel martial soul was exceptionally powerful.

Little Yu's wings had not yet fully grown. He was likely no match for this wretch, and she would definitely seize the chance to kill him. With that old bastard Golden Crocodile present, Bibi Dong might not be able to save him at the critical moment.

She had protected him even before Qian Daoliu and the others, only for him to fall at the hands of this wretch in the end. Would that not make her a joke?

At some point, Dongfang Yu's gaze had become calm. He simply watched in silence as that old bastard Golden Crocodile pressed them step by step.

"Agree to it." Angewomon's voice rang out in his mind. She could not stand watching any longer either. It seemed that unless they dealt with this girl, the other side would not let the matter rest today.

Hearing this, Dongfang Yu glanced at Qian Renxue and grinned. She was somewhat puzzled by that smile.