Bibi Dong's Regret, Wants to Return to Spirit City?

In a dense forest far from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

After having Bibi Dong thrown here, Yu Yuanzhen took his men and returned to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

"Far away from your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"

"Your filthy, disgusting clan makes me sick just looking at it. Of course I'll stay far away from you!"

"But the next time I return will be the end of your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!!"

Struggling to rise from the ground, Bibi Dong, one of whose lower legs had been broken, leaned against a large tree.

Her beautiful eyes stared in the direction Yu Yuanzhen and the others had left, filled with boundless hatred and venom.

Her jade-like hands clenched tightly, her nails digging into her palms until they bled, yet she was unaware of it.

She merely gnashed her teeth, howling and laughing maniacally like a madwoman.

But as she prepared to leave the filthy Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan behind.

She discovered that even walking was difficult for her.

Bibi Dong picked up a long branch from the forest floor to use as a crutch. Amid her overwhelming hatred and venom, she fell into confusion once more.

Although, after enduring incomparable torment of darkness and pain.

She desperately wanted to take revenge on Yu Xiao Gang, on the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

And even... on the entire world!

But with her current strength, Bibi Dong painfully realized.

She could not take revenge on anyone.

In the end, her eyes bloodshot, Bibi Dong gritted her teeth and made a decision.

She wanted to return to Spirit City!

She wanted to beg her teacher, Qian Xunji, and the Venerable Grandfathers for forgiveness!

After experiencing so much.

Bibi Dong finally realized that her teacher, Qian Xunji, and the Venerable Grandfathers had been right.

That Yu Xiao Gang truly was a hypocritical, shameless, selfish, cowardly villain!

She had been blind to place her trust in such a villain.

She had actually wanted to betray Spirit Hall for someone like him and sever all ties with her teacher and the Venerable Grandfathers who had cherished her since childhood.

When she recalled the things she had said back then.

Bibi Dong's eyes filled with tears, and she felt immense pain, shame, and regret.

Teacher, this time, I truly know I was wrong!

Please, forgive me!

Besides.

Her cultivation had now been crippled, and she had become disabled.

It was almost impossible for her to take revenge on that damned Yu Xiao Gang and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

She had to gain the forgiveness of her teacher, Qian Xunji, and the Venerable Grandfathers.

Only by returning to her former status as Spirit Hall's Saintess could she possibly take revenge!

And because she had been thrown out without a single coin to her name.

Bibi Dong could only drag her crippled, limping body forward, gritting her teeth and leaning on her crutch as she made her way step by step toward where she remembered Spirit City to be.

In the blink of an eye, one kun month had passed.

Spirit City, Pope's Palace.

Upon the magnificent glazed dome of the towering Pope's Palace.

Beneath the dazzling seven-colored divine radiance scattered by the sunlight.

Facing the rising morning sun, Qian Xunji sat cross-legged with his eyes tightly shut.

Cultivating the technique rewarded by the system—Holy Sun Blazing Sun.

After cultivating for some time.

Qian Xunji slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of stale air, ending his cultivation with some helplessness in his heart.

Sigh! Time to start work again!

Being the Spirit Hall Pope came with countless benefits.

It was just that every day, like an emperor, he had to review and handle the memorials submitted by Spirit Hall Branches from all over.

That was rather troublesome.

At first, it had felt pretty good.

But as time passed, he had to handle these memorials every day, most of which contained nothing of value.

It became rather irritating.

Several times, Qian Xunji had sought out Chihiro Doriu, hoping to get this "retired emperor" to come back and lend a hand.

Qian Xunji's reasoning for this was perfectly sound.

Although you're old... ahem, Father, you have already retired.

You're only a hundred years old now. You broke through to Limit Douluo before fifty and have an ultimate lifespan of more than a thousand years ahead of you.

You haven't even reached one-fifth of it yet!

In other words, you're actually still young.

At a hundred years old, this is precisely the age for you to strike out!

Besides, you're already a Limit Douluo.

As the high priest of a Deity, you basically have no chance of becoming a god yourself.

Basically, every day, all you do is meditate and pray before the statue of the Divine Ancestor.

But honestly, the Divine Ancestor may not necessarily need you to do that.

On the other hand, your son hasn't cultivated to Limit Douluo yet.

Being busy handling Spirit Hall's affairs every day really delays my cultivation!

Why not come back and help your son handle Spirit Hall's various affairs, so that I can cultivate to Limit Douluo as soon as possible?

Wouldn't that be great?

However, Chihiro Doriu, the Old Man who had retired many years ago and begun enjoying his peaceful retirement early, was clearly unwilling. He was so furious that he practically blew his beard and glared.

He shouted, "What a reversal of the natural order!"

Then drove Qian Xunji out.

This left Qian Xunji quite helpless.

We're both members of the Qian Clan. For the future of the clan and Spirit Hall.

What's wrong with sacrificing a little of your retirement time?

You really have no vision at all!

As he walked toward the study.

Qian Xunji could not help pondering whether he should establish something like a cabinet or a Secretariat.

But qualified talent was not easy to find!

After arriving at the study.

Qian Xunji sat down before the desk.

With the breeze blowing in through the window, he began reviewing the memorials submitted by Spirit Hall Branches from all over.

Handling Spirit Hall's daily affairs.

Several hours later.

"Finally finished!"

Qian Xunji rose to his feet and stretched lazily. He was about to leave the study and have lunch with his lovely little wife, Lady Ling Yuan.

In the afternoon, he would continue refining his plans for Spirit Hall's future development.

However, when he returned all the way to a luxurious villa in the rear mountain behind the hill where Pope's Palace stood.

Before he had even entered.

A middle-aged woman in a white dress, with a gentle and virtuous temperament and delicate, lovely features, happened to come out.

The moment she saw Qian Xunji, she immediately smiled and offered her congratulations.

"Congratulations, Your Holiness the Pope! Congratulations!"

"Lady Ling Yuan is with child!"

"What! Ling Yuan is with child?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Xunji's handsome face instantly filled with excitement and delight.

Very soon, Chihiro Doriu and the Enshrined, having received the news, all hurried over as well.

Inside the magnificently furnished room.

Qian Xunji held a spoon and tenderly fed Lady Ling Yuan spoonful after spoonful of nourishing Snow Swallow Bird's Nest Ginseng Seven-Colored Pheasant Soup.

Lady Ling Yuan, having changed into an elegant red gown that was slightly loose on her, gently stroked her belly with one jade-like hand. Her exquisite, lovely face was full of joy and an unconcealable soft maternal radiance.

"Good! Good! This is truly wonderful!"

"Our Qian Clan finally has an heir!"

Upon learning that Lady Ling Yuan was finally pregnant, the Old Man immediately threw back his head and laughed loudly.

No wonder the Old Man was so happy.

After all, on Douluo Continent.

Generally speaking, the more powerful a Soul Master's martial soul was, the harder it was for them to bear descendants.

And although the inheritance rule for martial souls was that descendants would generally inherit the stronger martial soul of their parents.

The strength and talent of a child's martial soul would also be affected by the compatibility and talents of their parents' martial souls.

After all, even Soul Masters with the same martial soul had different Innate Soul Power Levels.

Martial soul strength referred to the power of a martial soul.

Even the same type of martial soul could vary in strength.

Just as individual soul beasts of the same species could differ in strength.

The Innate Soul Power of the same martial soul could also differ.

And the level of Innate Soul Power reflected the strength of the martial soul.

Therefore, for the sake of their descendants' martial soul strength and talent.

When choosing partners, Soul Masters often chose those with highly compatible martial souls and high talent.

But that made it even harder to produce descendants!