Inside the Pope's Great Hall.
"Your Holiness."
Bibi Dong entered the hall and bowed expressionlessly to Qian Xunji in the seat of honor.
"I heard you took in two more children as disciples. What is going on?"
Qian Xunji stared coldly at Bibi Dong. Even his voice sounded as though he were suppressing his anger; he was clearly extremely displeased that she had taken on disciples again.
In his view, Bibi Dong should never have taken disciples. Her most pressing task was to break through to Titled Douluo as soon as possible and then marry him. Otherwise, how was he supposed to carry out his duty of continuing the family line, and how could they produce a child capable of fully awakening the Angel Bloodline?
"Your Holiness, this is your disciple's private business. It is not convenient for me to discuss the details with you."
"Besides, as the Pope, wouldn't finding out everything about your disciple be child's play for you? Why ask me?"
Bibi Dong looked Qian Xunji straight in the eye. Perhaps it was those supremely confident words from Bao'er that had given her something to rely on, leaving her fearless.
That was right.
Now that she had the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, she naturally had no fear of Qian Xunji. Behind her, the Rakshasa's consecrator, Blood Pupil, was keeping watch over Qian Daoliu. This way, as long as she did not openly break with Qian Xunji, no one in Spirit Hall could threaten her.
"Insolent!"
"You dare speak to me like that? Have you forgotten how I taught you?"
Qian Xunji abruptly rose from the seat of honor, his face full of fury.
"Your disciple was merely telling the truth."
Qian Xunji's towering rage did not frighten Bibi Dong in the slightest. Instead, it stirred her impatience and disgust, and she continued, "Surely you didn't summon your disciple just to ask about these trivial matters?"
Whenever Bibi Dong thought of how Qian Xunji had originally taken her as his disciple only to raise her into a childbearing tool, making it easier to pass down the Qian Family's Angel Bloodline, she felt a wave of nausea.
Perhaps Qian Xunji was cut from the same cloth as his younger brother, Qian Xunfeng. Who knew how many women he had defiled and hurt behind the scenes, relying on his position as Pope?
After all, Qian Xunji had already lived for decades without taking a consort. Did he really have no physical desires? Could he really endure it that well? If he could not, who could he turn to? His only option would be to use his position as Pope to seek out women in secret.
In the seat of honor, Qian Xunji was once again angered by Bibi Dong's words. He could not imagine how the disciple who had once respected him most could repeatedly defy him over the course of little more than a month, even daring to speak to him in such a disrespectful tone.
This makes no sense.
How did she suddenly become like this?
Could she have discovered something?
Qian Xunji's heart was filled with questions. But judging by Bibi Dong's attitude just now, he knew that forcibly interrogating her would most likely get him nowhere. So he suppressed his anger, softened his expression somewhat, and said, "Dong'er, do you feel that I've been too strict with you, and resent me for it?"
"If so..."
Qian Xunji revealed a gentle smile. "You can speak freely. I'm not a heartless man. I will be understanding. After all, you are my most beloved disciple."
"..." Bibi Dong froze for a moment. His suddenly softened expression caught her somewhat off guard, but she soon understood.
Bao'er had told her that Qian Xunji had summoned her to discuss making her his empress. Qian Xunji's expression had suddenly improved, so he was probably trying to play on her feelings to make it easier for her to accept that position.
At that thought, Bibi Dong grew even more wary, because she recalled the inner thoughts Bao'er had once revealed.
[Once that old schemer Qian Xunji brings up making her his empress, if Teacher dares show any resistance, that old schemer will probably resort to despicable methods.]
Bibi Dong had overheard many inner thoughts, quite a few of which she had drawn out through roundabout probing. Among them was something about a "secret chamber incident," which had left the deepest impression on her.
Her teacher, the Pope of Spirit Hall, would actually knock her unconscious and drag her into a secret chamber to commit filthy acts simply because she loved someone else, using that method to possess her.
And that was not the end of it. If she dared continue seeking out the person she loved, her teacher would threaten that person's life, making her afraid to leave Spirit Hall lightly. Even if she became pregnant, she would have to give birth.
Although she had already disrupted all those predictions from Bao'er, she was still a little afraid that the day would come when they proved true. After all, the person she cared about most now was Bao'er. If Qian Xunji threatened Bao'er, then what... should she do?
"Dong'er..."
Seeing Bibi Dong fall silent, Qian Xunji spoke again from the seat of honor, his voice growing gentler still. "Is there something you find difficult to say? Or have you run into some trouble? Tell me about it, and I will help you."
In the past, whenever Bibi Dong was upset, Qian Xunji only needed to set aside his dignity and offer a few words of concern for her to become obedient. He believed it would be the same now, so no matter how angry he had been just moments earlier, he suppressed his rage.
"Your Holiness, I want to challenge you."
Boom!
"Death Spider Emperor True Body!"
But to Qian Xunji's bewilderment, not only did Bibi Dong fail to answer him, she directly activated her Martial Soul Avatar.
A surge of air instantly swept through the entire hall, while Bibi Dong transformed directly into her Spider Emperor form.
"D-Dong'er, what are you doing?"
Faced with this utterly unexpected scene, Qian Xunji was dumbstruck.
"Your Holiness, you are right. Your disciple does feel that your demands are too strict and no longer suit my cultivation. To prove this, I wish to challenge you. If I win, you must stop interfering with my cultivation. If I lose, you may do with me as you please."
Bibi Dong delivered those words very solemnly, as though they had weighed on her heart for a long time.
Of course, Bibi Dong was pretending.
Her aim was to fight Qian Xunji without openly breaking with him-in other words, a challenge.
After her thoughts just now, Bibi Dong had figured it out.
Bao'er was quite right. As she was now, she did not need to concern herself with what Qian Xunji wanted to do at all. She could simply beat him up and complete the Rakshasa First Trial first.
In any case, as long as she did not openly break with Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji would not order anyone to target her, and she would be safe. That was also why, ever since entering the hall, she had still been willing to address Qian Xunji respectfully.
"So that's it..."
"So that's it..."
Perhaps because Bibi Dong's reason for her sudden outburst was convincing enough, Qian Xunji believed her, even revealing an expression of realization.
"If you resent me because I've been too strict, then I accept your challenge. Let me test the fruits of your cultivation."
As he spoke, Qian Xunji slowly extended his hand, looking unfathomable.
Whoosh!
Facing Bibi Dong with her Martial Soul Avatar activated, Qian Xunji naturally would not be careless. He immediately released his Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, and in an instant, golden light enveloped the entire hall.
"Heh, Dong'er, you're still too young. You even dare issue such an ignorant, fearless challenge."
"It seems it's been too long since I last taught you a lesson, and you've grown full of yourself."
Qian Xunji looked at Bibi Dong mockingly, sneering inwardly.
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