Chapter 25 Bibi Dong: Little Yueyue, your teacher will definitely like you! Lan Yue: We need to deal with Yu Xiaogang first...
As they drew closer to the Papal Palace, Bibi Dong's emotions visibly rose.
Bibi Dong no longer leaned lazily against the cushions as before.
Instead, she sat up straight, even nervously adjusting her skirt and hair.
She strove to present her best self to her teacher.
"Little Yueyue, hurry up and straighten your collar."
Bibi Dong reached out and carefully straightened Lan Yue's slightly disheveled collar, her tone filled with excitement and admiration as she said:
"You'll be seeing your teacher soon, so be good, okay?"
Seeing Bibi Dong's appearance, Lan Yue blinked his big eyes and asked, feigning curiosity:
"Sister, is your teacher very amazing?"
"Even more powerful than Grandpa Zhao?"
"Of course!"
Bibi Dong answered without hesitation, her eyes seemingly sparkling with stars:
"My teacher is none other than His Holiness the Pope of Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji!"
"He not only holds a prestigious position, but is also a genius Soul Master, one in ten thousand. He is already a Title Douluo at a young age and is a powerful figure standing at the pinnacle of the continent."
At this point, Bibi Dong slightly raised her chin, her expression as proud as a little peacock showing off its feathers:
"Moreover, my teacher is the best to me. He not only accepted me as his personal disciple, but also gave me the best resources from Spirit Hall."
"It can be said that without the teacher's guidance, there would be no Bibi Dong as we know her today."
"Little Yueyue, you have such great talent, your teacher will be very happy to see you, and may even take you as his apprentice!"
Looking at Bibi Dong's expression of affection, respect, and even dependence on Qian Xunji as if he were her father, one could see the deep affection she had for him.
On the surface, Lan Yue nodded obediently in agreement, but inwardly he felt a pang of sadness, his thoughts drifting far away.
'Bibi Dong still holds Qian Xunji in high esteem...'
"Indeed, at this point in time, Qian Xunji was indeed a responsible and excellent teacher, providing her with meticulous care and guidance."
The plot of the original work flashed through Lan Yue's mind.
According to their original destiny, this deep bond between master and disciple would eventually be completely shattered by the appearance of Yu Xiaogang.
That so-called "master" used a set of dubious theories and his melancholy and decadent temperament to deceive the innocent saint's heart.
For that man, Bibi Dong was even willing to betray Spirit Hall, sever her master-disciple relationship with Qian Xunji, and elope.
Qian Xunji wanted to preserve his most perfect work, as well as the reputation and future of Spirit Hall.
Ultimately, the most extreme approach was chosen.
That was the root of all the tragedies, and also the beginning of Bibi Dong's transformation into the Rakshasa God.
'But...'
Lan Yue looked at the stunningly beautiful girl in front of him, who was still incessantly praising her teacher, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips.
'Now that I'm here, that good-for-nothing Yu Xiaogang can forget about ever getting close to her again.'
Bibi Dong's emotional world is still a blank slate.
In the original novel, she was attracted to Yu Xiaogang largely because Yu Xiaogang's "wisdom" filled her curiosity about the theory of martial spirits.
And that false resonance of "only I understand you".
But now?
Lan Yue looked down at his palm.
His first spirit ring was 85,000 years old, and he possessed a torso bone that was 85,000 years old (or 100,000 years old)—an existence that defied common sense—was right beside her.
With him around, what appeal does Yu Xiaogang's laughable "ten core competencies" have?
In the face of true miracles, all theories are pale in comparison.
'As long as Sister Dong'er doesn't fall for Yu Xiaogang, she won't consider betraying Spirit Hall for that good-for-nothing.'
'This should allow Qian Xunji and Dong'er's relationship to remain as it was before.'
'Wouldn't it be better to be the Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall and wait to succeed the Pope than to elope with a good-for-nothing?'
A glint of light flashed in Lan Yue's eyes.
As long as Qian Xunji only considers Bibi Dong a good disciple.
That would be perfect.
Lan Yue sneered inwardly.
"Little Yueyue?"
"What are you daydreaming about?"
Bibi Dong waved her hand in front of Lan Yue's eyes, interrupting his thoughts.
"The carriage has stopped; we've arrived."
Lan Yue instantly concealed the deep look in his eyes, replacing it with his innocent and carefree smile, and grabbed Bibi Dong's hand:
"Okay, sister!"
"I also want to meet that amazing Pope uncle as soon as possible!"
"What uncle? You should call him Your Majesty, or His Holiness the Pope!"
Bibi Dong smiled and corrected him, then took Lan Yue's little hand.
She stepped down from the carriage amidst the respectful gazes of the guards.
Before them stood a magnificent, breathtakingly grand palace.
The atmosphere inside the Papal Palace remained somewhat oppressive.
Although Qian Xunji had already reported the situation to the Hall of Worship and had received his father Qian Daoliu's understanding.
But the shadow of Poseidon Island's crushing defeat still loomed over the hearts of every elder.
Just then, Zhao Zi strode in.
"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope!"
Zhao Zi knelt on one knee, her loud voice breaking the silence in the hall.
Qian Xunji looked up and saw Zhao Zi return safely. A long-lost smile finally appeared on his face.
"Elder Zhao, please rise!"
"You've had a hard time escorting the Holy Maiden all this way. Where is Dong'er now?"
"Your Majesty, Her Highness the Holy Maiden is waiting outside the palace and will come to pay her respects shortly."
Zhao Zi stood up, hesitated for a moment, and then decided to report on Lan Yue's matter first.
After all, the child's background and talent are so extraordinary that His Holiness the Pope must be prepared.
"Your Majesty, I have another matter to report."
Zhao Zi cupped her hands in a respectful gesture, carefully choosing her words as she spoke:
"On her way back, Her Highness the Saintess rescued an orphan at sea."
"Her Highness the Holy Maiden saw that the child had a pitiful background and that she got along quite well with him, so she took him in as her sworn brother and brought him back to Spirit City."
"Oh?"
Qian Xunji was taken aback upon hearing this, then chuckled and waved his hand, saying:
"This girl is kind-hearted."
"Spirit Hall has just suffered a major defeat, and I was worried that this incident would leave a shadow in her heart."
The fact that she still has the leisure to adopt a younger brother suggests that her mindset hasn't been greatly affected.
"That's wonderful, wonderful indeed."
For Qian Xunji, as long as Bibi Dong is alright, everything else is a minor matter.
It's just raising another child. Spirit Hall is a large and powerful organization. Does it really need to make a living?
"Since it's what Dong'er likes, let her have it."
Qian Xunji casually picked up his teacup, took a sip, and asked casually:
"By the way, how old is that child?"
"What are his qualifications?"
"If he has soul power and his aptitude is decent, then it would be good to let him stay by Dong'er's side and be Dong'er's study companion."
"If he didn't have soul power, he would be an ordinary person..."
Qian Xunji paused, his tone becoming somewhat indifferent:
"Then let's arrange for him to be fostered by a wealthy family, so that he can live a life free from worries about food and clothing. This will also fulfill Dong'er's wishes."
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