Qian Xunji's Notes, and Golden Crocodile Douluo Who Almost Started a Fight

Little Su Yu, this is your new home.

Greenlark Douluo pushed open the palace doors, and Su Yu stepped inside. The interior was lavishly decorated; a soft bed, all kinds of daily necessities readily available, and even a vanity...

???

Su Yu wore a look of utter bewilderment and turned to look at Greenlark Douluo. Why is there a vanity?

Greenlark Douluo gave an awkward laugh. We didn't know whether you were a boy or a girl beforehand, so we prepared for both possibilities.

After a pause, Greenlark Douluo continued with a certain tone. When you grow up, if you ever bring a girl home one day, you might just find a use for it.

Teasing aside, Qian Renxue had indeed lived in this palace before.

Ever since she left for the Heaven Dou Empire, the Grand Pontiff had people come and clean it once a week.

Now, having Su Yu stay here was the most fitting arrangement; it would just sit vacant otherwise.

Forget it then.

Su Yu hurriedly waved his hand, deciding not to decline or say anything more.

Call me Grandpa Qingluan from now on, no need to call me Third Pontiff.

Greenlark Douluo still felt that calling him grandpa rolled off the tongue easier; always calling him senior felt too distant and overly formal.

Alright, Grandpa Qingluan. Su Yu nodded.

We'll chat about things tomorrow. You just awakened your martial soul and traveled so far, so get some rest early. Also, maidservants will bring over some clothes, and a maidservant to help you groom your hair and body will be coming as well.

After giving his instructions, Greenlark Douluo did not linger any longer and turned to leave the place.

Su Yu watched Greenlark Douluo leave, closed the door, and walked around the palace to familiarize himself with the environment. Passing by a mirror, his gaze caught himself in the mirror, and he froze instantly, quickly walking up to the front of it.

A head of dazzling blonde hair, a pair of golden eyes that were clear yet carried a pride unfitting for his age, a handsome face with sharp brows and eyes, a tiny body faintly radiating an aura of divine holiness, and an expression of aloof self-restraint.

Only then did Su Yu understand. No wonder Greenlark Douluo was so affectionate the moment he saw him, and Qian Daoliu looked at him as if looking at a son the moment he laid eyes on him—turns out he looked this much like Qian Xunji.

No wonder, no wonder.

Su Yu muttered to himself, then suddenly leaped up, flopped down onto that soft, wide bed, and bounced his body up and down a few times.

Since it's like this, let's just go with it for now.

Since it had come to this, he might as well accept it first.

Meanwhile, Golden Crocodile Douluo had already arrived at the Pope Palace.

Reaching the main gates of the Pope Palace, he saw two people walking out from inside.

One of them had a demonic and handsome face with fair skin, wore a gorgeous robe embroidered with gold patterns, and carried a delicate yet flamboyant air in his demeanor.

The other's face was obscured by black mist, with only two points of eerie green fire flickering beneath the hood, and an icy, ethereal aura of death lingering around his entire body.

They were none other than Yue Guan and Guimei.

Second Pontiff!

Yue Guan and Guimei bowed in greeting.

Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded. Is the pope inside?

Inside, Yue Guan replied.

Golden Crocodile Douluo said nothing more, walking straight inside.

The two watched Golden Crocodile Douluo's figure, extremely puzzled as to why he appeared here at this time.

Could it be that some major event had occurred?

The interior of the Pope Palace was completely empty, frighteningly quiet, with an atmosphere that was oppressive to the extreme.

After Golden Crocodile Douluo stepped inside, every step he planted on the ground produced a dull thud that echoed within the grand hall.

Walking a certain distance, Golden Crocodile Douluo raised his head to look.

Bibi Dong sat perched upon the throne on the high platform of the Pope Palace. Her purple-gold pope robe was embroidered with intricate patterns, and she wore the NineCurve Purple Gold Crown upon her head. Her features were peerlessly beautiful, her skin surpassing snow, and her purple eyes deep and cold. One of her hands rested lightly on the armrest of the throne, her expression aloof, naturally carrying the icy majesty of one overlooking all living beings.

Golden Crocodile Douluo cut straight to the point without any superfluous nonsense. Pope, where are the former pope's notes?

Bibi Dong had been watching him ever since he entered, but she was extremely displeased with his tone. Second Pontiff, why aren't you staying properly in your Elder Palace, and instead run over to me asking for the former pope's notes? And you use this kind of tone to boot?

Golden Crocodile Douluo let out a cold snort. Cut the crap. I give you face by calling you pope; if I don't give you face, you're a nobody.

Bibi Dong's gaze turned icy. Second Pontiff, watch your words. If you can't give a good reason, don't blame me for refusing.

Refuse? Golden Crocodile Douluo's aura surged. You want to try?

Both sides were at loggerheads. Just as Golden Crocodile Douluo was about to make a move, another voice rang out from outside the hall.

Stop, both of you!

Hearing the voice, the two looked over. The person who had arrived was none other than Qian Daoliu.

Big Brother. Golden Crocodile Douluo reined in his aura.

Grand Pontiff? Bibi Dong showed a trace of surprise.

Qian Daoliu walked to Golden Crocodile Douluo's side. Golden Crocodile Douluo wanted to say something further, but Qian Daoliu cut him off and looked at Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong, hand over my son's notes. As a father, it's not too much to ask for my son's notes, is it?

Naturally, it isn't too much. I will naturally grant the Grand Pontiff this face.

Bibi Dong smiled faintly and immediately called for Yue Guan.

Yue Guan hurried over looking travel-worn, bowed, and saluted. Your Holiness the Pope, what are your orders?

Bibi Dong instructed, Go to that small palace and retrieve the former pope's notes.

Yes! Yue Guan acknowledged the order and left.

I was almost scared to death.

First Golden Crocodile Douluo, then the Grand Pontiff.

During the interval while they were being retrieved, Bibi Dong raised an eyebrow with a smile. Grand Pontiff, the former pope passed away six years ago. How is it that you want his notes now?

Not wanting them for six years, yet demanding them precisely at this time—there had to be a reason.

Qian Daoliu said indifferently, I want my son's notes purely out of longing, nothing else.

They were all old foxes of a millennium.

Bibi Dong knew it in her heart; Qian Daoliu certainly wouldn't speak so simply.

Of course, she did not continue to press the matter either.

A moment later, Yue Guan held an aged-looking book in his hands. A layer of dust had settled on it, but Yue Guan had specifically wiped it clean before bringing it over.

Your Holiness the Pope, the notes are here, Yue Guan said.

Hand them to the Grand Pontiff! Bibi Dong stated.

Yue Guan handed the notes to Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu flipped them open to take a look, and after confirming they were correct, he left the Pope Palace with Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Bibi Dong lowered her gaze, falling into deep thought.

As the two left the Pope Palace, Golden Crocodile Douluo asked in astonishment, Big Brother, why did you come?

Qian Daoliu said indifferently, I wasn't at ease. With your temper, you're prone to rashness, so I came to take a look.

Golden Crocodile Douluo scratched his head, feeling somewhat sheepish.

Still, Big Brother understands me.

Qian Daoliu smiled helplessly. I understand the temperaments of all six of you. Besides, that child who looks like Jili is named Su Yu.

As for Su Yu, we can personally instruct him from now on.

Golden Crocodile Douluo was ready to pass on all his life's skills.

Having reached rank ninety-eight in cultivation, he naturally had his own set of insights and experience.

There's no rush for that. Let him obtain his first spirit ring first. Besides, Su Yu's matter cannot be hidden for long; with Bibi Dong's mind, she will probably investigate soon.