Return to Hidden Sword Peak to Train

The amount of information in Bibi Dong's words was simply too overwhelming.

So overwhelming that she could not accept it.

And it was deeply hurtful, containing the truth of her shameful origins.

So this was her background. This was how she had come to be.

No wonder her mother had never liked her since childhood.

No matter what she did, no matter how outstanding she was, no matter how far ahead of her peers she was in cultivation and study, she had never received her mother's approval.

So she had been conceived because her father had forced her mother.

At that moment, Qian Renxue's slender shoulders seemed to bear the weight of the entire world.

"Xiao Xue, are you all right?"

"She is your mother. How do you plan to deal with her?"

Though Qian Daoliu longed to cut Bibi Dong into a thousand pieces over the murder of his son and the destruction of his family line, seeing Qian Renxue like this—

He set Bibi Dong aside for the moment and turned to ask Qian Renxue with concern.

The grief of her father's death, the truth of her shameful origins, and the reason her mother hated her—all of it weighed down upon her.

Yet she was only a nine-year-old child.

Children her age should have been carefree.

But fate had forced her to bear so much.

"I don't know... I don't know...!"

Qian Renxue shook her head desperately and crouched down helplessly.

She wrapped her arms around her head and curled herself into a tiny ball, pitiful and helpless.

How was she supposed to choose?

She did not know how to choose either.

Her mother had killed her father. She wanted to kill her mother to avenge him.

But she only had this one mother.

And her father had wronged her mother first. He had forced her in that secret chamber.

He had made her mother pregnant, then threatened her into giving birth to her.

Her very existence was a sin.

"I want to avenge Father."

"But she is my mother, and I want her to live.

"And Father owed her that."

Qian Renxue clutched her head and shook it in agony, her voice choked with sobs.

She was truly at a loss.

"But Father died by her hand, and my heart hurts so much."

"Ling Feng, I don't want to stay in the Pope's Palace anymore."

"I don't want to see this woman. Can you take me away from here?"

"Can you take me away and bring me back to your Hidden Sword Peak to train?"

As if she had suddenly grasped a glimmer of hope, Qian Renxue lifted her head and looked at Ling Feng with blazing eyes.

Her gaze was filled with expectation, hoping that he would take her away from this place of sorrow.

Ling Feng looked at Qian Renxue, then at Bibi Dong, but in the end, he said nothing.

Making her personally execute and kill her own mother was indeed too cruel.

If it were him, he would probably have broken down just as she had.

"Sigh..." Ling Feng sighed, then nodded. "All right."

"Thank you!"

Delight flashed through Qian Renxue's eyes, and she gave Ling Feng a deep bow.

Ling Feng waved his hand. "There is no need for that. I am your Dao Protector, so naturally I will create the best possible environment for your cultivation."

"By the way, do you know Sword Riding Flight?"

"Hidden Sword Peak is steep and treacherous. Fierce birds and beasts fill the mountains, and poisonous mist that suppresses Soul Power hangs throughout them.

"If you do not know Sword Riding Flight, I am afraid you will be unable to climb it."

Qian Renxue shook her head. "I don't know Sword Riding Flight, but my martial soul lets me fly. And my Angel Spirit Power has purification properties, so I am not afraid of any poisonous mist!"

As she spoke, four clusters of golden light appeared behind Qian Renxue, and four golden wings burst forth from them.

Little Qian Renxue was already beautiful, and with those four golden wings adorning her, her beauty rose to another level.

"Mm."

Seeing Qian Renxue summon her Angel Wings, Ling Feng calmly summoned his Grand Void Nine Origin Sword as well.

"Qian Daoliu, I am taking Xiao Xue back to Hidden Sword Peak to train!"

With that, he took Qian Renxue and left the Pope's Palace, leaving this mess for Qian Daoliu to handle.

Ling Feng and Qian Renxue transformed into a white and a golden streak of light, shooting into the heavens and vanishing beyond the horizon.

Watching the direction in which the two had departed, Qian Daoliu slowly withdrew his gaze.

He swept his eyes over the members of the Worship Group in the hall.

"What do you all think should be done with Bibi Dong?!"

Qing Luan Douluo's voice was icy as he made a throat-slitting gesture. "Kill her!"

Qian Daoliu did not speak. Instead, he looked at the fifth elder, Light Feather Douluo.

Light Feather Douluo hesitated slightly.

Then he spoke as well, firmly supporting Qing Luan Douluo's call to kill Bibi Dong.

Seeing Qing Luan Douluo and Light Feather Douluo state their positions one after another, Demon Subduing Douluo and Thousand Jin Douluo also nodded.

They believed that a woman like Bibi Dong did not deserve to live in this world.

Four of the seven great enshriners had suddenly advocated for her death.

Bibi Dong's previously crazed expression abruptly changed.

Only when one stood infinitely close to death did one understand what fear was.

Fear appeared in Bibi Dong's bright eyes as she looked up at Qian Daoliu.

Whether she lived or died was now entirely dependent on a single thought from Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu was conflicted as well, his heart locked in a fierce struggle, as though caught between ice and fire.

Bibi Dong had ended the Qian Family line. Her crime was unforgivable, and even dying a hundred times would not quell his rage.

But if he truly executed her, Xiao Xue would have no blood relatives left in this world.

Qian Daoliu closed his eyes, tilted his head up at a forty-five-degree angle, and took a deep breath.

The matter had already become irreversible. Qian Xunji was dead and could never be brought back to life.

Moreover, in this matter, it was the Qian Family that had wronged her.

There was nothing wrong with her taking revenge for herself.

"Great Enshriner, Xiao Xue does not want us to execute her mother."

Seeing Qian Daoliu struggle over whether to execute Bibi Dong, Golden Crocodile Douluo could not help speaking up.

Though he too wanted to support Qing Luan Douluo and have Bibi Dong executed.

He knew he could not do that. He had to remain rational.

If they truly did so—

Then after the Great Enshriner sacrificed himself in the future, Young Master Xiao Xue would have no one left behind her.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's words plunged the four great enshriners who had just firmly advocated executing Bibi Dong into silence.

They even imagined a scene in their minds.

The Young Master had attained the Angel God's divine position, her strength reaching the very pinnacle of the continent.

She stood alone at the summit, her face cold and devoid of smiles, her eyes emotionless and icy, while an ancient chill wind slowly blew behind her.

As that image entered their minds, its loneliness made their hearts ache.

As Qian Renxue's adoptive grandfathers and uncles, none of them wanted Qian Renxue to become the Angel God they had imagined—without a smile on her face and without anyone to stand beside her.

"Bibi Dong, you devoured Qian Xunji. That was a debt the Qian Family owed you, and I will not pursue it."

"But your current identity, status, and glory were all bestowed upon you by Spirit Hall. You owe Spirit Hall!"

"Qian Daoliu, what are you trying to say?" Hearing this, Bibi Dong was slightly stunned.

Qian Daoliu's words made it impossible for her to gauge his intentions.

However, from Qian Daoliu's words and Qian Renxue's unwillingness to see her die, Bibi Dong knew that she would not be executed.

"Bibi Dong, what you owe Spirit Hall must be repaid!"

"Spirit Hall has lost a Pope because of you, so you must compensate it with a Pope."

"I want you to become the Pope of Spirit Hall and protect Spirit Hall's foundations for Xiao Xue.

"When Xiao Xue grows up, hand Spirit Hall over to her intact!"

By this point, Qian Daoliu's voice had become even more unquestionable.

"As for your three conditions, I reject them all!"

"If Yu Xiaogang truly possesses real talent, and if his Ten Core Theoretical Competencies of Martial Souls have substance, the honorary elder title will be conferred upon him again."

"Worship Hall may directly intervene in the Pope's authority and directly dismiss or appoint you as Pope."

Qian Daoliu paused and looked toward Gui Mei and Yue Guan.

"Ju Douluo, Gui Douluo!"

"Present!" Gui Mei and Yue Guan stepped forward together.

"From now on, you will serve at the new Pope's side and manage Spirit Hall well alongside her!"

With that, Qian Daoliu directly led the Worship Group away from the Pope's Palace, leaving Bibi Dong, Ju Douluo, and Gui Douluo behind in the hall.