Bibi Dong's Nightmare: The Child from Years Ago Returns for Revenge / Qian Daoliu: Could Qian Renxue Have a Twin?

After the bartender left, Qian Renxue nodded knowingly and teased, "With your strength, winning the championship definitely won't be a problem."

She had once gone with Xue Tianyu to hunt spirit beasts in the Star Dou Great Forest, so she knew exactly how strong he was.

The experience of that day remained vivid in her memory.

That terrifying pressure, along with those ice-attribute soul skills that froze everything, made Qian Renxue feel that no one could possibly be stronger than him when it came to ice and snow attributes.

Compared to him, the other contestants in this competition were practically infants in swaddling clothes.

Looking at the smile in Qian Renxue's eyes, Xue Tianyu wanted to protect that smile.

She was his biological older sister.

Qian Renxue was slightly drunk now. The hair at her temples was somewhat messy, and her collar was not properly arranged either.

Xue Tianyu directly reached out, tucked her hair behind her ear, then casually helped straighten her clothes.

Faced with such an intimate gesture, Qian Renxue merely smiled and did not refuse.

Bibi Dong's Nightmare: That Child Returned for Revenge

"Your hair was a little messy, so I helped you fix it."

Although Qian Renxue had not refused, Xue Tianyu still felt that he should explain himself.

"Thank you."

Qian Renxue imitated the tone Xue Tianyu had just used with the young bartender.

Her lifelike imitation made Xue Tianyu burst out laughing.

Seeing Xue Tianyu smile, Qian Renxue felt as though she had been healed as well.

Ever since she was little, whenever she saw others smile, she would unconsciously feel awkward.

She had never felt happiness herself, so she did not understand why anyone would like to smile.

Wasn't smiling just a way to disguise one's emotions?

That kind of disguise was exhausting.

But after meeting Xue Tianyu, she learned for the first time that a smile could be sincere.

Only in front of Xue Tianyu had Qian Renxue learned how to smile happily.

This was also the first time she had truly been happy.

Only by Xue Tianyu's side did she feel something like family.

It was comfortable, and she could relax.

So whenever unhappy feelings built up in her heart, the first person she wanted to see was Xue Tianyu.

It was as though Xue Tianyu were a miracle medicine for healing her heart.

And as for Xue Tianyu, no matter what he did, as long as he stayed by her side, she would feel satisfied.

Qian Renxue did not know why she felt this way, but she gradually became dependent on that feeling.

"I'm leading the team this time to win the championship." Xue Tianyu raised his wineglass. "The next time we drink, it should be after I win."

"If you encounter Spirit Hall's team, don't hold back. Fight however you should fight." Qian Renxue clinked glasses with Xue Tianyu, then tipped her head back and drained it in one gulp.

"Once you win the championship, we'll drink for three days and three nights to celebrate!"

Xue Tianyu drained his glass as well. "Definitely."

Qian Renxue's slightly drunk, dreamy eyes shifted about, and she could not suppress the smile at the corner of her lips.

The team Spirit Hall had sent this time was the Golden Generation, personally cultivated by Bibi Dong and carrying all her pride.

Qian Renxue eagerly anticipated how wonderful that woman's expression would be when the Golden Generation she was so proud of got thoroughly beaten by Xue Tianyu!

When her pride was crushed beneath her feet before her very eyes, how would she feel?

Thinking of this, Qian Renxue was in an excellent mood and directly waved the bartender over.

"Come on, fill another ten cups for us!"

The bartender approached with a helpless smile. "What are you two so happy about?"

"Why are you asking so many questions? I need to cherish the days I can drink with Tianyu." Qian Renxue did not hide her happiness.

Xue Tianyu shrugged helplessly.

"It's fine. Just bring the wine."

Since his older sister was in such high spirits, he could only accompany her for a few more rounds.

Night.

Spirit City.

The Pope's bedchamber.

Bibi Dong had already fallen asleep.

Although her eyes were tightly shut, her brows were drawn together, and her face was filled with disbelief.

"No... impossible..."

"You're already dead!"

In her dream, she saw the son she had strangled to death the moment he was born.

Could it be that his resentment had been too deep, turning him into a vengeful spirit seeking her life?

In Bibi Dong's dream, she had originally been holding a baby boy in her arms. But in the blink of an eye, the baby's neck snapped, and frost began spreading across his entire body.

She was so frightened that she threw the baby far away.

Yet no matter how far she threw him, the baby would always teleport behind her, crying as he grabbed her skirt.

Then his eyes sank inward as he looked at Bibi Dong, and pitch-black blood gushed from his eye sockets.

"Yah yah..."

"Mommy~~"

At first, the baby could still make normal sounds, but as the black fluid appeared, his voice became incomparably horrifying and hateful.

"Mommy... why did you kill me? Why did you kill me?!"

"A life for a life!"

"Give me your life!"

Bibi Dong in the dream seemed to be restrained by something. No matter how hard she struggled, she could not shake off the resentful baby.

"You're already dead! Stop bothering me!"

Bibi Dong roared and suddenly struck her palm at the baby covered in black blood as he lunged at her.

Bang!

The sound of shattering porcelain jolted Bibi Dong awake.

Another nightmare?

"Huff... huff..."

Bibi Dong sat up. Everywhere her hand touched was covered in cold sweat she had shed in her nightmare.

The sweat had soaked her blanket, making her entire body feel somewhat cold.

Her earlier slap had shattered a decorative porcelain jar beside the bed.

Everything in the dream had felt so real.

Even now that Bibi Dong was awake, she still felt lingering fear.

"Impossible. He's already dead. I strangled him to death with my own hands!"

Bibi Dong panted as she kept muttering to herself.

Ever since becoming Pope, she had not felt such palpitations in a very long time.

If she had spared that son's life back then, would things have been different...

Recalling her decision back then, Bibi Dong vaguely felt as though a thorn had pierced her heart.

Did she regret it?

Perhaps, a little.

After all, he had been flesh of her flesh.

If time could turn back and everything could begin again...

Bibi Dong touched her pounding heart and took a deep breath.

Even if she had another chance, she would still strangle him to death!

What was the use of regret?

Only his son's death could count as revenge against him!

Thinking this, Bibi Dong's gaze gradually became firm.

That was right. She had done nothing wrong back then.

These nightmares now were merely her conscience troubling her.

She had already lost Xiaogang. This heart of hers should have died long ago!

It was still the middle of the night. Since she could not sleep, then there was no need to sleep.

She got out of bed with a cold gaze, changed into the Pope's robes, and left the bedchamber.

Spirit City, Worship Hall.

Qian Daoliu was offering his final prayer of the day before the Angel Statue.

However, just as he clasped his hands together, the Angel Statue lit up with a faint golden glow.

When that glow shone upon Qian Daoliu, it gave him a warm sensation.

"Hm? What's going on?"

Qian Daoliu frowned.

He had not established a connection with the Angel God. Under normal circumstances, the Angel Statue would not react at all to prayers that were merely routine for him.

For the Angel Statue to light up today, the Angel God must have something to tell him!

Thinking this, Qian Daoliu quickly knelt devoutly before the Angel Statue.

"O God, what instructions do you have for your devout believer?"

Sure enough, after he asked, the familiar voice of the Angel God slowly surfaced in his mind.

"Find... the inheritor of the Angel Godhood..."

"As soon as possible..."

Qian Daoliu froze.

The inheritor of the Angel Godhood had always been someone from the Qian family. There had never been any need to search in the past.

It had always been passed down from one generation to the next.

But a problem had appeared in the generation that should have been inherited by Qian Renxue.

Someone had snatched the position of inheritor of the Angel Godhood.

Yet even after searching for so many years, Qian Daoliu still had no idea who this person was...

Qian Daoliu: Could Qian Renxue Have a Twin?

Qian Daoliu was deeply puzzled.