Six-Winged Angel Mark: Seeing All of Bibi Dong

"Little Tiantian, you're back."

"You clearly have such incredible power. Why didn't you kill Qian Xunji? Why let him go on committing evil, and why make Li Ya forget everything?"

"Don't you think that's too cruel?"

Bibi Dong sensed Ye Tian's presence but did not turn around. Her voice brimmed with anger.

"Dong'er, I did it all for you."

"The power I just used was strong, but it can't kill. It can only help others and defy heaven to change their fates."

"I can use it only ten times in my life, and every use comes with terrible side effects."

"The first time was in the Star Dou Great Forest, when I showed you your original fate and what Yu Xiaogang was really like."

"Today was the second time, and its side effects were the worst yet."

"I know you're angry, but if you want to scold me, wait until I wake up. I'm exhausted."

Ye Tian managed a brief explanation before falling into a deep sleep.

Bibi Dong's expression shifted. She hurriedly rose and turned to look at him.

Seeing how weak Ye Tian was, she instantly realized what had happened.

"Little Tiantian, I'm sorry. I misunderstood you."

"I didn't know using that power would take such a toll on you."

"You actually did everything you could."

"Li Ya may have suffered for nearly a year, given birth to Qian Renxue, and passed through the jaws of death."

"But she can forget that miserable ordeal now, and her body can return to its untouched state."

"I was wrong. Please, wake up."

Bibi Dong held Ye Tian close, tears spilling down her cheeks.

If she had known using such power would cost him this much, she would never have been angry.

And now Ye Tian had used it twice in a row for her sake.

What right did she have to question what he had done?

As Bibi Dong sank into remorse, Qian Xunji arrived at the Angel Temple with Qian Renxue in his arms.

"Xunji, you've been quietly accomplishing great things! What a surprise you've brought me. The Qian family finally has an heir."

Qian Daoliu held Qian Renxue and felt the Qian blood flowing through her veins. A long-absent smile finally broke through his stern expression.

"Yes, Father. I've finally completed the task you gave me."

"Father, why don't you give her a name?"

Seeing Qian Daoliu's smile, Qian Xunji felt a twinge of guilt.

After decades, he had finally secured a descendant for the Qian family and lived up to his ancestors' hopes.

Qian Daoliu stroked Qian Renxue's little cheek. "Let's call her Qian Renxue."

"Hee hee hee..."

Qian Renxue seemed to like the name and let out a delighted laugh.

"Xunji, look! She's smiling. How adorable."

Qian Renxue's smile melted Qian Daoliu's heart. He carried her before the Angel God Statue.

Every child of the Qian family had to worship the Angel God at birth. The blessing ceremony granted them eligibility for the Angel God's trials and served as an initial measure of their potential.

If a powerful holy light descended during the blessing, it meant the child had exceptional potential and could undertake higher-level trials.

When Qian Daoliu was blessed at birth, the holy light had been so strong that he became the high priest of the Angel Temple.

Qian Xunji had not been so fortunate. His mother's potential had been mediocre, which affected his own. Only a faint holy light descended at his blessing, and he qualified for just a few of the Angel God's trials. The gains he could make were limited.

Otherwise, Spirit Hall would have had another Limit Douluo.

Now Qian Xunji watched Qian Renxue lying quietly before the Angel God Statue, hoping the holy light that descended would be a little stronger.

As Qian Daoliu finished reciting the blessing, dazzling holy light fell from the heavens onto Qian Renxue, leaving a golden Six-Winged Angel mark on her forehead.

It was the Angel God's mark of inheritance, signifying that Qian Renxue could one day undertake the Angel Nine Trials.

If she passed all nine, she could inherit the Angel God's divine position, reach level one hundred, become a god, and ascend to the Divine Realm.

And it was Ye Tian who had brought about the Angel God's inheritance.

He had infused Qian Renxue with part of Bibi Dong's bloodline to improve her potential, then left a trace of the Auspicious Beast's power of fortune within her. Mistaking her for a daughter chosen by heaven, the Angel God bestowed the inheritance.

Otherwise, with Li Ya's and Qian Xunji's bloodlines alone, Qian Renxue could never have met the Angel God's standards.

"That... that's the mark of divine selection!"

"Xunji, after a thousand years, the Qian family finally has an heir to the Angel God!"

"Whose child is Xue'er? How can her potential be so astonishing?"

Qian Daoliu trembled with excitement, his eyes full of longing and hope.

Whatever the cost, he would raise Qian Renxue to fulfill that promise.

Qian Xunji pressed his lips together. "Father, Xue'er is my daughter with Bibi Dong."

"What? Your daughter with Bibi Dong?"

"Xunji, how could you do that? She's your student!"

"If word gets out, what will people think of Spirit Hall?"

Qian Daoliu was stunned. What Qian Xunji had done shook him to the core.

He had dragged Spirit Hall's name through the mud.

On the Douluo Continent, the bond between master and disciple was held sacred.

If both had wanted it, that would have been one thing.

But if one had been forced, a moral line had been crossed.

How could any Soul Master on the Douluo Continent trust Spirit Hall after that?

Qian Xunji was the Pope of Spirit Hall. Every move he made reflected on it.

And Qian Daoliu knew Bibi Dong. She could never have fallen in love with Qian Xunji.

In his eyes, Bibi Dong was proud and possessed heaven-defying potential. Qian Xunji might be Spirit Hall's Pope, a man of exalted status whom many women idolized.

But someone as proud as Bibi Dong would never have chosen his son.

"Father, I kept it well hidden. Almost no one knows."

"Now that Xue'er has been born, I'll quietly eliminate everyone who knows. No one else will ever find out."

"If anyone asks, I'll say she's a daughter I had outside the family."

"Bibi Dong won't dare tell anyone, either."

Qian Xunji had known Qian Daoliu would be angry and had prepared his answer long ago.

His actions might have been vile, but he had given the Qian family an heir—and a descendant who might even become the Angel God.

He had done his part for the Qian family.

"Ah, forget it. What's done is done."

"I'll raise Xue'er from now on. It's best she has as little contact with Bibi Dong as possible."

"After what happened, Bibi Dong is sure to resent Xue'er."

"I'm tired. Go, and make sure you leave no loose ends."

Seeing that Qian Xunji had already made his preparations, Qian Daoliu let the matter rest.

Whatever else he had done, Qian Xunji had rendered the family a great service.

"Yes, Father. I'll leave Xue'er in your care and take care of everything."

Relieved that Qian Daoliu had accepted it, Qian Xunji turned and left the Angel Temple.

Three days later, Bibi Dong bathed in her room with Ye Tian resting nearby.

He still had not woken up.

If his breathing had not steadied, Bibi Dong would have wept herself to death.

After keeping watch over him for three days, she could no longer bear the grime on her skin and decided to take a hot bath.

Just as she finished bathing and slowly stood to get dressed, Ye Tian woke. His eyes landed on the breathtaking sight before him.

The two plump fish had just surfaced, bouncing as though beckoning to him.

Ye Tian gazed at the view. Heat rushed to his nose, and two streams of blood ran from his nostrils.

At that moment, he wanted nothing more than to scale the lofty mountain before him, plant his flag of victory on its slopes, and leave behind a mark that said, "I was here."

Heavens, she's beautiful!

My Dong'er really is the most beautiful woman on the Douluo Continent. The sight sets my blood racing.

If only I could hold those plump fish while I slept.