Reborn in Douluo: A Hellish Beginning
Chapter 45

Seeing Bibi Dong Again

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The female Titled Douluo was clearly very interested in Qin Xuan. She tossed him a flirtatious glance and whispered in a bewitching voice, "Little brother, you dared to face fear and even made it out of that hellhole alive. Pretty impressive."

"You flatter me, Senior Ling Yuan. Speaking of which, I have yet to congratulate you on becoming a Titled Douluo." Qin Xuan quietly checked the system.

There was actually no prompt indicating she could be pursued? It seemed that was because she was too obscure, having received only a passing mention in the original work.

"Hehe, what a handsome and adorable little fellow." Ling Yuan Douluo covered her red lips as she chuckled, then said with an alluring smile, "Once the match is over, how about giving big sister a chance to make it up to you?"

"Senior Ling Yuan, I'm a family man." Qin Xuan grumbled inwardly. None of these Titled Douluo were easy to get along with.

Though they had been played around by Tang San's side in the original work, each of them had an eccentric temperament.

Before he possessed strength comparable to theirs, if he truly took this woman's words seriously, he might end up getting eaten someday without even bones left behind.

Ling Yuan did not get angry upon hearing this. Instead, the teasing look on her face grew stronger. "I never expected you to be such a devoted little fellow. Ah, what a pity. Big sister had wanted to teach you some adult games."

She deliberately stretched, her dress and close-fitting armor pulling tight and outlining her graceful, curvaceous figure.

Qin Xuan cursed inwardly. Vixen.

Just then, the voice of a Red-Robed Cardinal sounded from outside the doors. "His Holiness the Pope has arrived."

As the doors of Elder Hall opened, everyone below the rank of worshiper, Qin Xuan included, placed their hands over their chests and bowed.

Qian Xunji soon strode inside, his left hand lightly resting at his waist and his right hand behind his back.

Two men and one woman, three familiar figures, followed close behind him.

"Her?" Qin Xuan muttered inwardly.

If the two nameless guardian Douluo were within Qin Xuan's expectations, then Bibi Dong's appearance greatly caught him off guard.

Bibi Dong was not wearing her usual light-purple dress today. Instead, she had changed into tight purple-black leather armor, and the foolish, silly expression she had shown before Yu Xiaogang was gone from her face.

All that remained was resolve. Her gaze did not wander, she was not nervous, and she did not look around. Her expression was as calm as Qin Xuan's. Even when facing more than a dozen Titled Douluo with formidable auras present, she remained unruffled by favor or humiliation.

She truly did have a bit of the bearing of Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden.

Unfortunately, hidden deep within her heart was a love-struck mind, along with the fearless ignorance of one who knew nothing.

Facing Qian Xunji, that beast of a teacher, Bibi Dong had no idea how dangerous her current situation was.

Looks like she's my opponent. Qin Xuan immediately had his answer.

"Father." Qian Xunji swept his gaze across both sides. When he saw Qin Xuan, an almost imperceptible chill flashed through his eyes.

He then placed both hands over his chest and bowed toward Qian Daoliu, seated at the very top of the hall.

Meanwhile, Bibi Dong and the two guardian Douluo dropped to one knee.

"Rise." Qian Daoliu slowly raised his right hand, and a gentle stream of Soul Power lifted Qian Xunji from afar.

Bibi Dong and the two guardian Douluo also rose to their feet.

For the past year, aside from cultivating, Bibi Dong had been wholly occupied with flirting with Yu Xiaogang, paying no attention to outside matters. Only now did she have a chance to examine the opponent her teacher, Qian Xunji, had arranged for her.

Qian Xunji's purpose was simple, and his method crude. He wanted to use this match to prove that Qin Xuan was unworthy of the Holy Maiden.

Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes swept across both sides before quickly settling on a fiery-red figure.

Yet when she saw that her opponent was Qin Xuan, whom she had thought she would never see again, she froze in an instant.

"It's him. He's still alive..." Bibi Dong was both surprised and delighted, though she was also somewhat at a loss.

Within Spirit Hall, Qin Xuan was one of her few friends.

At the same time, he was the first—and so far the only—man to get to third base with her.

Even Xiaogang, whom she loved most, had only reached half a base with her. At most, they had held hands. He did not have the courage to kiss her.

Beyond that, Qin Xuan had made an agreement with her teacher, Qian Xunji. So long as Qin Xuan made it out of Slaughter City, her teacher would marry her to him.

Now that Qin Xuan stood here, it meant he had already made it through Slaughter City.

Did that not mean she was going to be married to Qin Xuan?

No. Absolutely not. She liked Xiaogang. She could not marry Qin Xuan.

Just as Bibi Dong was at a loss, Qian Xunji's voice transmission sounded beside her ear. "Disciple, before Qin Xuan went to Slaughter City, he proposed to me and asked to marry you. I assume you already know that. Do you want to marry him?"

Qian Xunji knew that Bibi Dong liked Yu Xiaogang, yet he deliberately asked anyway.

Bibi Dong was stunned. After hesitating briefly, she lightly bit her red lip and replied through voice transmission, "He and I are only friends. I do not have those kinds of feelings for him."

Qian Xunji, who had already taken his place beside Qian Daoliu, curled his lips into an almost imperceptible smile. "Very well. Later, defeat him with everything you have. Your teacher will call off this marriage for you. If necessary, you may strike to kill. Cripple him, and he will never be able to lay a hand on you again."

"I will defeat him." Bibi Dong did not say she would cripple Qin Xuan, yet she still felt strangely empty inside. Her chest felt tight, and an indescribable feeling welled up within her.

Qian Xunji frowned, clearly dissatisfied with Bibi Dong's response. He turned to Qian Daoliu and said, "Father, we may begin."

Qian Daoliu slowly nodded. Given his cultivation, he naturally knew Qian Xunji had just been using Soul Power to transmit his voice. He was probably plotting something again.

However, with so many people present, it was not appropriate to expose him.

If anything unexpected happened, Qian Daoliu could simply intervene personally to stop it.

Qian Jun, standing at Qian Daoliu's side and half a step behind him, leaned on his Coiling Dragon Staff and stepped forward. He announced loudly, "Xuan'er, it is time to show everyone what you have gained from a year of training in Slaughter City."

The entire hall immediately erupted in uproar. The Titled Douluo elders who prided themselves on their strength all revealed astonished expressions.

No one had expected that this worshiper's disciple, who had gone out to train, had actually gone to Slaughter City.

And he had emerged after only one year.

That was simply too shocking.

Even Tang Hao, whose reputation was soaring in the outside world and who was hailed as Clear Sky Sect's greatest genius in a century, had not been so astonishingly gifted back then, had he?

"Yes, Teacher." Qin Xuan answered respectfully before stepping out and taking his place in the open space at the center of the hall.

"Disciple, help your teacher properly test the strength of my fine second brother," Qian Xunji's voice followed.

"Yes, Teacher." Bibi Dong stepped forward as well, standing twenty paces away from Qin Xuan.

"Sorry, Qin Xuan. I'm very happy that you made it out of that place, but today, I have a reason why I must win."

Bibi Dong looked at Qin Xuan with complicated, guilty eyes, but they soon regained their resolve. Taking up her stance, she said, "Bibi Dong, Martial Soul: Death Spider Emperor. Level seventy-two control-system Battle Soul Saint. Please enlighten me."

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