Ning Rongrong asked Lan Yu again, "If this keeps up, won't those two really start a war between gods?"
"It's possible, but unlikely. Bibi Dong has her ambitions, and Qian Renxue has her reservations. Neither will completely tear off the mask of civility just yet."
"Lan Yu, do you have a plan?"
"My plan? Heh, it's actually quite simple. Want to take a guess?"
"How are we supposed to guess what's going on in your head? Tell us, tell us! Stop keeping us in suspense."
Ning Rongrong hugged Lan Yu's arm and wheedled, though she wasn't quite as springy as Zhu Zhuqing.
"All right, all right, no more suspense. My plan is simple: beat them all into submission."
"Huh?"
None of the three women had expected that answer from Lan Yu.
"Something that simple and brutal?"
"It really doesn't need to be complicated. Once Bo Saixi inherits the Sea God's position too, I'll pull all three of them into the arena and broadcast it live across the continent.
As it happens, it's time to notify them now."
Lan Yu immediately condensed fungal threads into an avatar that appeared in Spirit City.
Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue, poised with swords drawn and bows strung, noticed Lan Yu at once.
"It's you!"
A cold glint flashed through Bibi Dong's eyes. She immediately swung the Rakshasa Demon Scythe at Lan Yu.
Clang! The Angel Holy Sword blocked the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, and the two women locked eyes once again.
"You're still trying to protect him? So your relationship with him really is something special."
"Shut up, you evil god. I will never allow you to slaughter the innocent before me, the Angel God."
Watching this mother and daughter clash so fiercely, anyone who didn't know better might have thought they were fighting over