Chapter 358: I, Hu Liena, Have Loyalty to My Teacher That Is Clear to the Sun and Moon
Chapter 358: I, Hu Liena, Have Loyalty to My Teacher That Is Clear to the Sun and Moon
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[Daddy Douluo]: This good Disciple of Bibi Dong has repeatedly sabotaged the grand plans of Spirit Hall due to her private feelings for Tang San.
[Daddy Douluo]: Showing mercy during the Soul Hunt, leaking information in the Star Dou Great Forest, and blocking the Elder who was hunting down Tang San in front of the Supreme Pontiff Palace—every choice she made pushed Spirit Hall one step closer to the cliff’s edge.
[Daddy Douluo]: Not once, but many times.
[Daddy Douluo]: Ultimately accelerating the total collapse of the Spirit Empire.
[Daddy Douluo]: The life’s work of dozens of generations of Spirit Hall and the sacrifices of countless powerhouses were all completely ruined by this successor.
[Daddy Douluo]: Most fatally, because of Hu Liena’s betrayal, Bibi Dong lost the initiative in the final battle.
[Daddy Douluo]: She died at the hands of Tang San.
[Daddy Douluo]: The Rakshasa God’s God Position shattered into dust, the flag of the Spirit Empire turned to ashes on the ramparts of Jialing Pass, and she fell on that battlefield soaked in blood.
[Daddy Douluo]: What an ironic ending—the most powerful woman on the entire continent ultimately died because of the opportunities given to the enemy by her own Disciple’s repeated betrayals.
...
"What?"
The color drained from Qian Renxue’s face in an instant.
Her face was paler than the ice and snow of the Extreme North.
Her lips moved, but she couldn’t make a sound, as if an invisible hand were gripping her throat.
That woman... Bibi Dong... dead?
Killed by Tang San?
Died on the battlefield of Jialing Pass, with even her God Position shattered to dust?
"This is impossible!"
"That woman was so strong, she really became a god in the future, so overbearing—how could she possibly lose?"
How could she die?
By what right could she die?
Her mind went blank, as if someone had struck the back of her head with a heavy club, leaving it buzzing.
All the beliefs that had sustained her for decades—that deep-seated hatred.
That obsession to prove that she was more worthy of being the successor than Hu Liena.
That fantasy of standing before that woman one day and making her regret everything.
All of it collapsed in an instant.
The woman she had hated and resented her entire life would actually die at someone else’s hands?
She should be happy, she should be laughing out loud.
That woman was dead; shouldn’t she feel relieved?
So many years of coldness, so many years of abandonment, so many years of being treated as an dispensable burden—she had finally received her retribution!
She had thrown her into the Heaven Dou Empire and ignored her, giving all her tenderness to Hu Liena.
In the end, it was precisely this favoritism that cost her her life!
Wasn’t this the most perfect irony in the World, the most satisfying revenge?
"But why..."
Qian Renxue lowered her head.
Tears fell without warning, shattering one by one on the tabletop, mixing with the tea stains.
Her hands were trembling slightly, her fingertips icy cold, as if they had been soaked in ice water in the dead of winter.
Those hands had once clenched into fists on countless nights, swearing to make that woman regret everything.
But now, she couldn’t even clench them.
She could only weakly open her hands, palms facing up, as if begging for something she would never have.
Why couldn’t she feel happy at all?
She bit her lip until it turned white, tasting the metallic tang of blood.
The rust-like taste spread on her tongue, but it couldn’t suppress the other emotion surging in her chest.
An emotion she had never felt before was surging in her chest.
It was hard to tell if it was pain or emptiness.
It was like an old object you hated intensely being suddenly taken away; you thought you would cheer, but when that moment arrived, you realized—that object was the only connection between you and her.
She had hated that woman for so many years; that hatred had long since become a part of her body.
When hatred lost its object, only a gaping hole remained in her heart.
What flooded in wasn’t relief, but a sense of bewilderment where even her hatred had nowhere to rest.
Qian Renxue suddenly couldn’t imagine what a future without Bibi Dong would be like.
...
Hu Liena was completely stunned at this moment.
If just a moment ago she had only felt anger and absurdity.
The fury of being slandered out of thin air burned in her chest, and she wished she could tear through the Light Screen and rip that babbling person on the other side into pieces.
Then now, all that anger had been swallowed by a more powerful emotion.
That emotion was called bewilderment, the void left after one’s cognition was torn apart.
She had absolutely no idea how to react.
She understood every word Lin Qingmo said.
"Betrayal," "Tang San," "leaking secrets," "the fall of the Spirit Empire"...
She recognized every word when taken separately.
She, Hu Liena, was no illiterate; anyone who could sit in the position of Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall definitely had a high IQ.
But put together, it felt like she was listening to an utterly absurd story.
It was as if someone were pointing at the frozen wasteland and telling her the sun was burning.
Every sentence was terrifyingly realistic, yet it didn’t align at all with the World she knew.
Her complexion changed repeatedly, alternating between pale and livid.
Her fingertips were trembling—not from fear, but as an instinctive physical reaction when her brain was spinning at high speed yet could find no answers.
Confusion.
Deep confusion.
Because these things Lin Qingmo was talking about simply did not exist in her cognition.
Tang San, Tang Yin—she couldn’t find a single trace of these two names, no matter how much she searched her memory.
From childhood to adulthood, the number of male Spirit Masters Hu Liena had come into contact with could be counted on one hand.
The Elders of Spirit Hall, a few opponents she had fought against, and those visitors who trembled in front of His Majesty the Supreme Pontiff, not even daring to raise their heads.
Where did this Tang San come from who could make her betray her Teacher?
Leaking secrets, selling out her Teacher—she would absolutely never do such a thing.
Just having these words appear in her mind made her feel sick.
It was like someone splashing a basin of dirty water onto the thing she cherished most.
Her respect and gratitude for her Teacher were clear to Heaven and Earth.
That was the person who pulled her out of the mud, the person who reached out to her when she was at her most desperate and humble, the person who gave her everything—status, power, dignity, and the meaning of life.
Without her Teacher, she, Hu Liena, would have died in some unknown corner long ago, with no one to even collect her bones.
How could she possibly betray her Teacher?
With what would she betray her?
Betray her with her own life?
Her life was given to her by her Teacher!
"What on earth is this person babbling about?"
"By what right does he use such a certain tone, such a tone as if he had seen it with his own eyes, to describe me as an ungrateful white-eyed wolf who returns kindness with enmity?"
Hu Liena finally couldn’t hold it in anymore.
The anger that had been forcibly suppressed surged back up, fiercer and hotter than before, rushing to her head along with grievance and humiliation.
She didn’t care what others called her.
Call her ruthless or unscrupulous, she would accept it.
But to say she betrayed her Teacher—this was stabbing a knife into her heart, trampling on what she cherished!
[Little White-Eyed Wolf]: You are spouting nonsense! Every word you say is fabricated out of thin air. I, Hu Liena, stand tall and walk straight; I have never seen any Tang San or Tang Yin!
[Little White-Eyed Wolf]: I don’t know Tang San at all, and it is even more impossible for me to betray my Teacher!
[Little White-Eyed Wolf]: My Teacher’s kindness to me is greater than the sky and deeper than the sea. My life was given to me by my Teacher; even if the sky were to fall, I would never do anything to wrong my Teacher!
[Little White-Eyed Wolf]: Daring to slander me and my Teacher like this, splashing dirty water on me in front of so many people, I, Hu Liena, swear here—I will absolutely not let you go!
[Little White-Eyed Wolf]: No matter who you are, no matter where you are hiding, I, Hu Liena, have marked this debt!
Three messages were sent out.
Hu Liena’s chest was still heaving violently.
Her breathing was as rapid as if she had just experienced a life-or-death battle.
She gritted her teeth, her eyes reddening.
This was the body’s instinctive reaction to being angry to the extreme.
She stared fixedly at the Light Screen, waiting to see if that guy named "Daddy Douluo" would dare to jump out again.
(End of Chapter)
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