The Holy Maiden Was Nothing More Than an Ant

Bibi Dong immediately withdrew her gaze from Qian Nuo and his companion and swept her eyes over the crowd again.

Then her gaze settled on three figures below.

Two men and a woman.

She looked at the black-haired woman in front.

"Nana, come up here."

Bibi Dong spoke slowly.

Her calm voice reached everyone's ears.

The crowd looked over.

Below, Yue Guan, Gui Mei, and the other Douluo from the Elder Hall frowned at Bibi Dong's words, a trace of puzzlement on their faces.

What is she trying to do?

Apart from Yue Guan and Gui Mei, the Elder Hall's Douluo had all come to lend their support out of respect for the Worship Hall.

There was no way they would kneel before her, so they stood and watched.

They had intended to go through the motions quickly and leave at once.

After all, everyone knew Bibi Dong wasn't the one with the final say; that belonged to the Great Enshrined, Qian Daoliu.

The black-haired girl slowly raised her head, a trace of surprise appearing on her respectful, smiling face, but she immediately replied, "As you command!"

She rose and climbed the steps under everyone's gaze.

"Who is she?" Qian Renxue, who was watching from the side, frowned at the black-haired girl before her.

For some reason, she felt uncomfortable, as though she were jealous.

Her own birth mother had actually smiled at a strange girl!

Even her own daughter had never been treated that way!

For a moment, she envied the black-haired girl before her and was jealous of her.

Why can she have Mother's smiles and affection, but I can't?

Qian Nuo, standing beside her, noticed every change in Qian Renxue's expression.

With his hands in his pockets, Qian Nuo leaned against the wall and calmly watched the scene without saying much.

Soon, the black-haired girl climbed onto the highest platform.

The pupils of some of the more experienced people present narrowed, and their expressions shifted slightly, as though they had thought of something.

Could Pope Bibi Dong be about to make the black-haired girl before them the Holy Maiden?

From the way Bibi Dong had called her "Nana," those present also learned the black-haired girl's true identity.

She was Hu Liena.

The Martial Soul she had awakened was a Demon Fox, and her Innate Soul Power had reached Level 9!

Rumor had it that her Demon Fox Martial Soul was very close to the legendary Heavenly Fox!

Just one level away from Innate Full Soul Power!

At that thought, everyone understood why Bibi Dong had taken a liking to her.

Soon, just as they had guessed, it happened.

Hu Liena approached Bibi Dong, bowed slightly, and addressed her: "Teacher!"

Bibi Dong smiled faintly and nodded.

Then Hu Liena turned to face the crowd.

Once that word was spoken, everyone understood.

They understood everything!

And Bibi Dong had nodded as well.

Then Bibi Dong spoke, her voice full of authority. She had become a completely different person, a formidable woman!

She said, "Today, I announce that I am taking Hu Liena as my personal disciple! At the same time, I confer upon her the title of Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall!! Her position is second only to mine!"

At those words, everyone present sucked in a cold breath.

Not only was she taking her as a personal disciple, she was also making her Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden?!

The first might not have been much, but the second was a different matter.

That was a matter as big as the heavens!

"What, do you have objections?"

"Don't forget, I am the Pope of Spirit Hall!"

Bibi Dong's presence began to emerge.

An immensely powerful Titled Douluo presence emanated from her.

Eight Soul Rings rose beneath her feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black!

Although she had only eight Soul Rings, her presence had already reached the level of a Titled Douluo!

Seeing this, everyone held their breath.

"Eight Soul Rings, but her presence has already reached the level of a Titled Douluo."

The expressions of the Elder Hall's Titled Douluo changed. Such a young Quasi-Titled Douluo.

All she needed was to hunt down her Ninth Soul Ring to become a true Level 90 Titled Douluo!

She was now the Pope, and though they had originally had objections, they no longer did.

They also knew that the girl had been born with Level 9 Soul Power and was indeed qualified for the position.

"Mother actually took her as a personal disciple and made her Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden! Damn it!"

Qian Renxue clenched her fists, a jumble of feelings in her heart.

Now she felt envy, jealousy, and hatred.

She didn't hate Hu Liena; she hated her own mother. Why had she given all that love to someone else instead of her?

I'm her own daughter!!!!

Hu Liena held her head high and stood with her chest out. Her original intention was simply not to make her teacher lose face.

As she swept her gaze over the crowd, she spotted a man and a woman standing in a corner without kneeling on one knee. Intending to display her authority as Holy Maiden and improve her teacher's opinion of her, she took it upon herself to raise a finger and say to the two of them, "How dare you two refuse to kneel before the Pope!"

The moment she said that,

The sudden turn of events stunned Bibi Dong.

Everyone else present was stunned as well.

"It's them!"

"We're finished. The young master has a terrible temper. Now we're in trouble."

Yue Guan and Gui Mei looked over, their pupils narrowing. The others from the Elder Hall also looked over, their pupils narrowing and their expressions changing drastically.

The crowd looked over and saw that it was none other than Qian Nuo and Qian Renxue.

When Bibi Dong looked over, her heart also clenched and gave a sudden thump!

Her heartbeat quickened. She swallowed, a look of alarm on her face.

She looked down at Hu Liena.

She cursed her disciple inwardly. Wouldn't it have been better to stand there quietly? Did you have to open your mouth?

If it had been anyone else, she certainly wouldn't have been afraid, but those two were Qian Nuo and Qian Renxue.

If it had been only Qian Renxue, she wouldn't have been afraid either.

But Qian Nuo was different.

He had a bad temper and was very violent.

If he caused a commotion here today, they really would be in trouble.

Everyone held their breath.

Hu Liena was somewhat taken aback. The crowd's reaction was not what she had expected.

Her teacher's hand, resting on her shoulder, was trembling slightly too.

She didn't understand. Why was this happening?

And who were those two?

They had actually made everyone present show such expressions.

The others present who didn't know the situation frowned, feeling that Qian Nuo and Qian Renxue were being rather presumptuous.

They had actually failed to pay their respects to the Pope.

The others were Titled Douluo, so of course they could dispense with such formalities.

But who were these two?

How dare they refuse to kneel too?

Now that everyone present knew, even Bibi Dong, who was in charge, would have trouble bringing this to a close.

What happened next would depend on Qian Nuo's response.

Qian Nuo stood with his hands in his pockets, leaning against the wall and staring straight at Hu Liena with cold eyes.

He said coldly, "Don't put on that stinking Holy Maiden expression in front of me. Others may fear you, but I don't. In my eyes, a Holy Maiden is nothing more than an ant I can crush at will."

The words were spoken calmly, but the waves they stirred were enormous.

Those who didn't know the situation all thought Qian Nuo's words were outrageously defiant.

"The young master is right. In his eyes, a Holy Maiden really is nothing more than an ant he can crush at will."

The other Elder Hall elders heard this. Though the words sounded wildly arrogant, they were indeed true.

"How dare you! How can you say something so outrageously defiant!"

At that moment, someone in the crowd who didn't know the situation stood up, angrily pointed at Qian Nuo, and cursed him.

It was such a good opportunity that he intended to put on a performance and make a good impression on the Pope.

"Ant."

To see what happened, please watch the next episode.