Qian Renxue emerged from the shadows and stood in the center of the hall, looking at the person on the main seat from a distance of more than ten steps.
Where is my grandfather?
Her voice was a few degrees colder than when she spoke in the reception room during the day, lacking that deliberate gentleness.
Bibi Dong said calmly, "They went out on business."
Qian Renxue's expression remained unchanged. "Where did they go?"
Bibi Dong said calmly, "They went to the Far North."
" The Far North?" Qian Renxue frowned slightly. "What are we going there for?"
Bibi Dong looked up at her. "We're looking for a Soul Beast."
"What kind of Soul Beast requires Great Enshrined together?" Qian Renxue's tone turned cold.
Bibi Dong paused for a moment, then said, " Hundred-Thousand-Year Mirror Shadow Beast."
Qian Renxue frowned even more. "Why did my grandfather and the others go to search for the Hundred-Thousand-Year Mirror Shadow Beast?"
Spirit Hall, is some Soul Douluo about to break through to Level 90? But even so, they can't persuade my grandfather and the others to come."
She knew very well that the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast was definitely not prepared for her.
The Soul Beast in the Far North are all ice-attribute, which is not compatible with her Angel Martial Soul.
She was curious about who exactly had the ability to persuade her grandfathers.
"He's my disciple," Bibi Dong said calmly, "Named Gui Yuan, a possessor of Twin Martial Souls."
Qian Renxue was taken aback. "Your disciple? He shouldn't be at the point of absorbing Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring yet, right? What's his cultivation level now?"
She paused, her tone tinged with doubt. "Besides, given your relationship with the Worship Hall, would my grandfather and the other Grandfathers be willing to help you hunt down Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast? Especially in a place like the Far North?"
Bibi Dong snorted coldly, "What's impossible about it? He's not even nine years old yet, and he's already a level 48 Soul Ancestor."
"Moreover, he also received divine inheritance."
Qian Renxue's expression stiffened slightly. A level 48 Soul Ancestor at less than nine years old? How could that be?! And he even obtained a divine inheritance?!
She's eighteen years old this year, and only at level sixty-one.
At this rate of cultivation, he'll probably reach the Soul Emperor level in three or four years.
Qian Renxue was silent for a moment. "I want to see him. I don't believe what you said."
Bibi Dong coldly replied, "He is my disciple. Do you think you can just see him whenever you want? What gives you the right?"
Qian Renxue looked directly at her. "As my grandfather's granddaughter and the young master of the Spirit Hall, I have the right to know why he, as your disciple, is so important to my grandfather and the others."
The two stared at each other, and sparks seemed to fly in the air.
The atmosphere instantly became tense.
Bibi Dong's fingers twitched slightly. Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly remembered what Gui Yuan had said before.
He hoped the relationship between the Pope's Palace and the Worship Hall would not be so strained.
She glanced at the person in front of her again; this girl was, after all, her own daughter.
Although she was reluctant to admit it, what's in your blood can't be erased.
Bibi Dong remained silent for a long time before saying, "It's too late today; he should already be asleep."
"Come over first thing tomorrow morning, and I'll arrange for you two to meet."
"But you only have half an hour. You've been gone too long; there's a risk that your entourage will discover you."
Qian Renxue was taken aback. She hadn't expected Bibi Dong to back down; this wasn't typical of Bibi Dong's personality.
In her memory, when she was still living in the Spirit Hall, every time she clashed with Bibi Dong, the other party never backed down an inch.
Each time, her grandfather would come and take her away, and then nothing would happen.
Qian Renxue was silent for a few seconds, then finally nodded. "I understand."
She turned and walked towards the side door. As she pushed the door open, she paused slightly, but did not look back.
The door closed behind her, and the footsteps faded into the distance.
Bibi Dong sat in the main seat, staring at the closed door, remaining motionless for a long time.
Early the next morning.
Before Qian Renxue arrived, Bibi Dong sent Ghost Leopard Douluo to find Yue Guan and Gui Mei, asking them to bring Gui Yuan to the Pope's Palace.
Although Ghost Leopard had some doubts, he still went to Gui Mei's bedchamber.
However, after searching the Gui Mei bedchamber, he did not find anyone else.
A guess immediately came to mind, and then he walked towards Yue Guan's bedroom.
Inside Yue Guan's bedchamber.
The Gui Mei is indeed here.
The two practiced their Martial Soul Fusion Skill and discussed new Self-Created Soul Skill until late last night, eventually falling asleep on the sofa from exhaustion.
Yue Guan leaned back on the sofa armrest, one leg draped over Gui Mei's knee, her head resting on her arm.
The Gui Mei leaned back against the sofa, its head slightly tilted towards the Yue Guan, its breathing steady.
Just then, there was a knock on the door, but no one answered. The door was knocked twice more, but still no one answered.
Ghost Leopard stood outside the door, hesitated for a moment, then pushed the door open and came in.
He glanced around the room, his gaze settling on the two people on the sofa.
Yue Guan and Gui Mei lay sprawled on the sofa, their clothes disheveled, as if they had just woken up and hadn't had time to tidy themselves up.
Ghost Leopard's lips twitched. Luckily, they were on the sofa, not in bed, otherwise it would have been difficult to explain.
He took a few steps closer and cleared his throat. "Ahem."
Her Gui Mei eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly opened her eyes.
He saw Ghost Leopard standing in front of him, and his eyes immediately cleared. "What is it?"
Ghost Leopard coughed lightly. "Is it really okay for the two of you to be like this?"
Gui Mei sat up, straightened his clothes, and said expressionlessly, "Get to the point."
Ghost Leopard abandoned his teasing mood. " Her His Holiness the Pope to see you two, or rather, she wants to see your son. She wants her to go to the Pope's Palace."
Before the Gui Mei could speak, Yue Guan, who was standing next to him, was also awakened.
He rubbed his sleepy eyes, his voice still languid from just waking up. "Who is it so early in the morning?"
Seeing his expression, Ghost Leopard's lips twitched even more violently.
"It was me. His Holiness the Pope ordered you to bring Gui Yuan to the Pope's Palace."
Yue Guan yawned, sat up, her hair sticking up in a slightly messy manner, her face flushed from just waking up. "Now?"
"Now."
The Gui Mei had already stood up and walked to the mirror to straighten its robes.
Yue Guan reached out and tugged at the Gui Mei's sleeve. "Wait for me, I'm coming too."
The Gui Mei turned and glanced at him. "Go wash your face first."
Yue Guan pouted. "I won't wash."
Your hair sticks up like a bird's nest.
"Then you can stay up too."
Ghost Leopard stood aside, watching the two bicker as usual, and silently took a step back.
"I'll go inform His Holiness the Pope first. You all hurry." He turned and walked out.
The moment the door closed, he vaguely heard Yue Guan's voice coming from inside. " Old Ghost, the point of force you mentioned for that new move last night... do you want to try it again?"