Chapter 133 Qian Lin: Your whole family is a bunch of perverts! The culprit is Yu Xiaogang?
"However, since it's just a serious injury, he shouldn't be dead. Back at the Spirit Hall, with you there and so many healing-type spirit masters, how could he die?"
Hearing this, Qian Daoliu trembled like a leaf, large beads of cold sweat dripping from his forehead, his voice trembling with sobs:
"It...it's because..."
"When Xun Ji was seriously injured and returned to the secret chamber of the Pope's Palace to heal..."
"He...he was...taken advantage of by Bibi Dong..."
"He was...he was devoured..."
Boom—!
These words were like a bolt of lightning striking Qian Lin's head.
Qian Lin was completely dumbfounded.
Qian Lin's eyes widened, his mouth slightly open, his face full of disbelief, as if he had heard the most absurd and outrageous joke in the world.
"You... what did you say?"
Qian Lin's voice trembled as he pointed towards Spirit City, his fingers shaking violently.
"You mean... that Bibi Dong?"
"That Qian Xunji's disciple? The woman who bore him a child?"
"She took advantage of his serious injuries... and devoured him?!"
"This... what kind of hellish plot is this?!"
Qian Lin felt his head buzzing, completely bewildered.
Twenty thousand years!
Has the Douluo Continent evolved or regressed?
How did it become so... abstract?
A disciple devoured his master? A wife killed her husband?
"Devouring living beings, murdering one's master and ancestors, isn't this the typical behavior of a degenerate?!"
Qian Lin pointed towards Spirit City, spittle flying, his face full of disappointment and frustration.
"This rebellious, evil woman, instead of capturing her and throwing her into the garbage dump of the Slaughter City to fend for herself, you actually... you actually let her become the Pope of the Spirit Hall?!"
"Are all you juniors brainless? Inviting a wolf into the house like this is no joke!"
Qian Lin took a few deep breaths, forcibly suppressing the urge to slap Qian Daoliu to death.
Although he had a fiery temper, he wasn't stupid.
Since Bibi Dong could cultivate to that level and even give birth to Qian Renxue, it meant she wasn't a completely irrational madwoman.
"Speak!"
Qian Lin's gaze was like lightning, fixed on Qian Daoliu:
"What's the real story? Why does Bibi Dong hate Qian Xunji so much? Is she just an ungrateful wretch, or... did that idiot Qian Xunji do something outrageous that drove her to desperation?"
Under Qian Lin's piercing gaze, Qian Daoliu broke out in a cold sweat, his back already soaked.
Before their ancestor, any lie was utterly futile.
Qian Daoliu took a deep breath, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and explained bitterly, "Our ancestor is wise, Bibi Dong wasn't born evil, but... she was indeed a traitor!"
A hint of resentment flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes as he gritted his teeth and said, "Back then, the Spirit Hall poured all its resources into nurturing her, considering her the only candidate for the next Pope.
But she actually betrayed the Spirit Hall for a good-for-nothing from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan—Yu Xiaogang—even threatening to elope with him!"
"Yu Xiaogang?"
Qian Lin raised an eyebrow.
"Who is this person?"
"And what kind of existence is the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan?"
Qian Lin became somewhat interested.
The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan—just the name sounded extraordinary.
"Just tell me simply, how many Title Douluos does this Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan have, and what is their status in the Soul Master world?"
"Uh," Qian Daoliu replied without hesitation, "Only one."
Qian Lin was speechless.
"Only one?"
"Yes."
Qian Daoliu nodded awkwardly.
"And now?"
Qian Lin twitched slightly.
"Now?"
"Still only one."
Qian Daoliu coughed.
Faced with the powerful aura of his ancestor Qian Lin, Qian Daoliu's thinking slowed down.
Qian Lin: ???
"I mean, does the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan still exist?"
Qian Lin took a deep breath, telling himself not to get angry.
This is the bloodline of the Angel Clan; they may be a bit foolish, but they have made great contributions to the Spirit Hall.
"Yes."
Qian Daoliu didn't dare to look Qian Lin in the eye.
"Why aren't they destroyed?" Qian Lin was once again exasperated.
"Twenty thousand years ago, any force that dared to provoke the Spirit Hall would have been wiped out!"
"You... you're getting worse with each generation!"
Qian Lin was exasperated again.
Qian Daoliu lowered his head in grievance.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. I'm afraid you unfilial descendants will drive me crazy."
Qian Lin sighed and waved his hand, saying,
"Let's talk about Yu Xiaogang and Bibi Dong. What's the deal?"
Qian Daoliu coughed, composed himself, and then slowly said, "Yu Xiaogang is quite an oddball. His own martial soul mutation failed, and he can never break through level 30, yet he managed to bewitch Bibi Dong with his words."
At this point, Qian Daoliu's voice lowered, sounding somewhat unsure:
"Xun Ji... Xun Ji, as the Pope, naturally couldn't stand by and watch the twin martial soul genius that the Spirit Hall had painstakingly cultivated slip away, nor could he tolerate the future Pope marrying a good-for-nothing."
"So... in order to forcibly keep her in the Spirit Hall, and to cut off her thoughts of that good-for-nothing..."
Qian Daoliu swallowed, his voice barely audible:
"Xun Ji... in a secret room, used some forceful methods to forcibly possess her body, making her pregnant with Xiao Xue..."
"Xunji thought that having a child would make her settle down and stay wholeheartedly in the Spirit Hall."
"But who knew... this only fueled her boundless hatred. She endured for years, finally taking advantage of Xunji's severe injuries to kill him and devour him..."
After hearing this, Qianlin fell completely silent.
A deathly silence descended upon the scene.
After a long while...
Qian Lin slowly raised his head, looking at the sky. His lips twitched twice, and he finally managed to utter, "...Your family is truly perverted."
Qian Lin sighed deeply, rubbing his throbbing temples, his tone full of helplessness and vicissitude:
"Qian Xunji's starting point was for the benefit of the Spirit Hall, to prevent the loss of such a peerless talent as twin spirits, which is understandable. After all, cultivating a genius requires a massive amount of resources; how could it be easily given to outsiders?"
"But!"
Qian Lin's tone changed, his eyes becoming sharp, and he pointed at Qian Daoliu's nose, cursing:
"His methods are simply too despicable! Too foolish! Too lacking in vision!"
"As the Pope, there are countless ways to keep someone.
Coercion, bribery, a combination of kindness and threats, even using that good-for-nothing Yu Xiaogang as a bargaining chip—aren't any of these far superior to this underhanded method of forcibly seizing power?"
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