Chapter 536: Qian Daoliu: Why did I end up becoming the bad guy and the villain?
Chapter 536: Qian Daoliu: Why did I end up becoming the bad guy and the villain?
High above the Supreme Pontiff Palace in Spirit City.
The morning light pierced through the thin clouds, scattering flecks of golden radiance among the giant pillars carved with white jade flowers.
Holy MaidenHu Liena held a stack of newly compiled emergency intelligence in her hands, stepping across the high threshold with measured strides.
Bibi Dong sat with great composure upon the Supreme Pontiff throne in the center of the grand hall.
Hu Liena fixed her gaze on her, her advancing footsteps inevitably slowing down by a fraction.
Today, this lofty Supreme Pontiff and teacher truly looked rather peculiar.
Between her brows faintly lingered a trace of slight fatigue from staying up all night,
yet upon her exquisitely beautiful Face, there emanated an extraordinarily charming and vibrant ruddy glow.
Her jade-white skin seemed to have received the supreme nourishment of the greatest treasures of heaven and earth, exuding an alluring luster under the sunlight.
Hu Liena blinked her large eyes, murmuring inwardly.
This youth-rejuvenating state was practically even more miraculous than consuming an Immortal Herb.
"Teacher, are you alright?"
Hu Liena took a few tentative steps forward and asked softly.
"It is fine."
Bibi Dong gracefully extended her jade hand and picked up the white porcelain teacup on the table.
Her red lips parted slightly, and she took a gentle sip of the fragrant flower tea, moistening her somewhat parched throat.
"What is the matter that brings you to see your teacher so early?"
Hu Liena withdrew her curious gaze and hastily handed over the intelligence in her hands.
"Teacher, this Disciple is worried about Lin Qingmo and Xiao Wu and the others."
"Yesterday in the arena, those eight old fellows from the Clear Sky Sect suddenly made a move; the mainland is bound to experience turbulent winds and clouds."
"Xiao Wu’s identity as a 100,000-Year Soul Beast has completely spread, and various factions are moving with undercurrents. Should we send the dark guards of the Tribunal over to provide backup?"
No matter what, they were friends who had trained together on Sea God Island, so it was only natural for her to care.
Upon hearing this, the corners of Bibi Dong’s eyes lifted slightly, curving into an extremely attractive arc.
"There is no need to worry."
"That little scoundrel has plenty of tricks up his sleeve."
"Mere small fry cannot harm him in the slightest."
Hu Liena froze on the spot, not knowing whether to nod or not.
Little scoundrel?
The dignified Supreme Pontiff, actually calling Lin Qingmo... a little scoundrel?
What was with that tone carrying three parts coy reproach and seven parts indulgence within the pampering?
Hu Liena rubbed her ears, seriously suspecting that she had suffered auditory hallucinations from not sleeping well last night.
Bibi Dong put down the teacup, the porcelain making a crisp clinking sound as they collided.
"A-Qing..."
Mentioning this name, a trace of imperceptible tenderness flashed through Bibi Dong’s violet-blue beautiful eyes.
"It would already be a great blessing if he doesn’t run off to scam others."
"You just peacefully handle the aftermath of the tournament and your own Cultivate, and there is no need to care about other matters."
Bibi Dong looked at Hu Liena, her eyes lighting up.
Nana must also be sent to Sea God Island,
Seeing her teacher so resolute, Hu Liena’s hanging heart finally settled.
"This Disciple obeys."
She bowed in salute and retreated from the grand hall.
Her mind was still pondering what kind of miraculous cosmetic technique her teacher had practiced.
She was completely unaware of what kind of intense and tragic all-night battle her teacher had just experienced last night.
Just as Hu Liena’s front foot stepped out of the hall’s threshold, another slender and tall figure walked up to meet her.
Qian Renxue, dressed in a luxurious long robe trimmed with gold threads, walked straight into the Supreme Pontiff Palace.
The originally warm atmosphere inside the grand hall instantly froze into ice.
The gentleness on Bibi Dong’s Face vanished cleanly.
Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze as cold as the ten-thousand-year frost of the Far North.
Last night when Lin Qingmo embraced her in his arms on the couch, he had long since whispered the truth into her ear.
This little scoundrel confessed that he had already spilled all the old accounts and the truth of the grievances from back then to Qian Renxue all at once.
No wonder this lass’s gaze towards her earlier had been so bizarre and complex.
Bibi Dong’s slender jade fingers resting on the Spider Emperor Scepter tightened slightly.
"What are you here for?"
The icy voice echoed within the grand hall.
"..."
Qian Renxue stood in the center of the grand hall, staring directly at the woman on the high platform.
Her hands hidden within her wide sleeves clenched tightly together, her nails digging deep into her palms.
She hadn’t slept for the entire night.
Her mind was filled entirely with that gentle and coy look Bibi Dong gave Lin Qingmo after yesterday’s match ended.
That look was like a fire, burning her with a hundred claws scratching at her heart, keeping her awake all night.
Qian Renxue clenched her teeth, her heart piled high with frenzied confusion.
Her mind was full of those absurd and terrifying conjectures from last night.
Qian Renxue wished she could loudly question on the spot, "Do you have some kind of relationship with Lin Qingmo?"
This was her mother, and the Genius youth she cared about the most!
Yet when the words reached her lips, she swallowed them back down fiercely.
If she asked such an extremely absurd matter to her Face, what if she guessed wrong? Wouldn’t that be dying of embarrassment?
Furthermore, this involved the dignity and secrets of the Supreme Pontiff.
Qian Renxue took a deep breath, desperately suppressing the turbulent waves within her heart.
"What, are you mute?"
Bibi Dong looked down at her from on high, letting out a cold snort.
"If there is nothing, then withdraw; this seat has no time to waste standing here with you."
Qian Renxue was just about to find a reason to gloss it over and speak.
An extremely dazzling golden-yellow Holy Light erupted in the Void Realm.
The golden radiance pierced the clouds and penetrated the glazed dome at the top of the Supreme Pontiff Palace.
A boundless and matchless supreme coercion poured down from the air.
The floor of the entire grand hall trembled slightly.
Six huge golden wings unfolded in the Void Realm.
High PriestQian Daoliu stepped upon the all-pervading Holy Light, descending out of thin air into the center of the grand hall.
Qian Daoliu wore a white long robe with gold patterns, his old Face as cold as iron.
His two sword-sharp gazes nailed straight onto Bibi Dong on the high platform.
He opened his mouth with an unsparing, stern interrogation.
"Yesterday in the arena, why did you let that 100,000-Year Soul Beast in human form go in public?"
"A 100,000-year spirit ring and Spirit Bone delivered right to your doorstep, and you actually opened your golden mouth to let them go?"
Qian Daoliu’s voice was like a booming bell, echoing within the grand hall.
The old man was holding back a nameless fire in his heart.
He couldn’t care less about the life or death of a mere Little Rabbit.
What he cared about was Bibi Dong’s extremely abnormal behavior.
When did this woman change her profession to become a living bodhisattva doing good deeds and accumulating virtue?
Over the past few years, Bibi Dong’s thoughts had become increasingly difficult to guess.
She acted wildly and unrestrainedly, frequently leaving the Enshrinement Hall behind her.
She practically looked like a completely different person.
Bibi Dong sat gracefully on the Supreme Pontiff throne, looking down from on high at this highest protector of Spirit Hall.
The corners of her mouth hooked into a disdainful cold sneer.
"This seat let them go because this seat wanted to."
"What, when this seat does things, do I still need to report to you?"
Arrogant!
Overbearing!
Not giving this 99th-rank super Douluo the slightest bit of Face at all!
Qian Daoliu’s expression immediately sank, black as the bottom of a pot.
Raging spirit power ran amok and resonated within the grand hall.
"Bibi Dong! Do not forget your identity!"
"You are the Supreme Pontiff of Spirit Hall, not some great philanthropist of a Sect!"
"Do you not know what a 100,000-Year Soul Beast is?"
"The Enshrinement Hall has the power to supervise the Supreme Pontiff; what if this old man insists on demanding an explanation today?"
Bibi Dong disdainfully brushed her sleeves.
"An explanation?"
"What explanation does the High Priest want?"
"That 100,000-Year Soul Beast is now a member of the champion Tiandou Team, and moreover, she is a mature-phase Spirit Emperor, no different from humans."
"Since this seat has already certified her as human in the capacity of the Supreme Pontiff, there is no reason to take it back."
"Or is it that the High Priest intends to personally make a move to bully a group of children, just to bring prestige to Spirit Hall?"
Bibi Dong’s machine-gun-like series of counter-questions
directly blasted Qian Daoliu so that his beard trembled wildly, a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat.
Was he that kind of person?
He was not!
He only wanted to see what kind of attitude Bibi Dong held.
Yet in return, his reputation was smeared.
How did he end up becoming the villain?
The anger in Qian Daoliu’s eyes was almost about to spew out.
When in his life had he ever suffered this kind of sarcasm?
He was, after all, a supreme powerhouse of the mainland, the High Priest!
This woman actually dared to slap his Face like this right in front of his granddaughter!
(End of Chapter)
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