Chapter 139: Collapse of the Chamber of Secrets
"You don't know?" Qin Xuan looked at Bibi Dong with a strange gaze. He thought for a moment and decided it was better not to let her know for now.
At least not before the wedding, to avoid any complications.
Bibi Dong shook her head blankly, then heard Qin Xuan say, "Last time, when Jingni and I went out to hunt Spirit Beasts, Ling Yuan came with us. She contributed a lot to helping Jingni complete her Spirit Rings. Naturally, the two of them became close, like sisters."
Bibi Dong suddenly understood, and at the same time, she inexplicably let out a sigh of relief.
Just as Qin Xuan had thought.
Bibi Dong was a 'white-cut black'.
[Inorin's Note: "White-cut black" (báifùhēi / 白切黑) is slang for a character who appears innocent, harmless, and pure on the outside (white), but is actually dark, possessive, and ruthless on the inside (black).]
On the surface, she appeared innocent and naive.
But that depended on the person and the situation.
After the secret chamber incident—the moment she was saved from a fate worse than death—she had already turned dark.
Although her darkening was not as severe as in the original work—she didn't think about destroying Spirit Hall or the world—she had inherited Qianxun Ji's most defining trait: possessiveness.
She would not allow the man she liked, the man who had saved her, to fall for other women.
Jingni was one thing. After all, her strength was evident, and she also possessed Twin Spirits. Moreover, she had been with Qin Xuan and had a child before Bibi Dong even realized her feelings for him.
Bibi Dong could barely, barely accept that.
But if Ling Yuan were added to the mix, it might be a different story. The relief she felt hearing they were just "sisters" was palpable.
Douluo Hall.
Qian Daoliu stood with his back to the door, in front of the 10-meter-tall golden Seraphim statue. He turned around in surprise. "A marriage proposal?"
In the center of the hall, Qianxun Ji, dressed in a golden-embroidered crimson robe, bowed slightly. "Yes, Father. I am no longer young, and it is time to consider continuing the Angel Clan's lineage."
"Ji'er..." Qian Daoliu's eyes narrowed. "Can you tell your father what suddenly made you change your mind?"
He knew his despicable son. He knew of his 20-year obsession with Bibi Dong. This change was unnatural.
[Qianxun Ji's resentment + 18888]
[Qianxun Ji's resentment + 28888]
BASTARD! MONSTER! WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME! Qianxun Ji screamed inside his own mind. He was a prisoner in his own body, his every muscle and word controlled by Qin Xuan's dark power.
But his mouth, moving against his will, spoke calmly. "I have thought it through, Father. Instead of forcing my disciple to be my wife and making her resent me, resent our future child, and even resent the entire Spirit Hall, it is better to let fate decide."
NO! SHE IS MINE! I WILL KILL YOU, QIN XUAN!
"Moreover," his mouth continued, "I have seen that my second brother, Qin Xuan, likes her very much. Even with the Second Offering, my second brother still likes her. If I insist, I fear it will lead to conflict with my second brother, bringing disaster and internal strife to Spirit Hall."
"As the Supreme Pontiff, this is not what I wish to see."
Qianxun Ji really wanted to say that he hadn't changed his mind, and he didn't want to marry that woman named Huang at all. That woman was simply unworthy of him, the Spirit Hall Supreme Pontiff, who possessed the Seraphim Spirit!
He was controlled by that scoundrel Qin Xuan!
But when the words reached his lips, they changed. He couldn't even transmit his voice with Spirit Power.
Because he had been given an order by that damned scoundrel. Qin Xuan was his master, and he was Qin Xuan's most loyal servant. He could not betray his master.
He had to obey Qin Xuan's orders.
Hearing this, Qian Daoliu nodded in satisfaction and smiled. "Ji'er, I am very pleased that you can think this way. As for that girl from the Huang family, I am quite satisfied. I once thought of bringing you two together, and it's not too late now. On your wedding day, I will personally officiate your wedding."
"Thank you, Father," Qianxun Ji clasped his hands, kneeling down "excitedly," his face "practically overflowing with joy and excitement."
In reality, he felt an urge to die. He wanted to scream, "Father, save me! Save me! I've been controlled by that scoundrel Qin Xuan!"
But alas, his inner thoughts were destined to go unheard.
"Father, there's another matter I need to discuss with you," Qianxun Ji continued, his voice steady.
"Speak," Qian Daoliu said.
"It's about Bibi Dong. She seems to have been getting too close to that useless son of Yu Yuanzhen recently. This was my misjudgment," Qianxun Ji's mouth said, while his mind shrieked at the humiliation.
"Bibi Dong is naturally innocent and naive; I worry that one day she will be deceived by that good-for-nothing Yu Xiaogang."
Qian Daoliu was silent for a moment, then said, "What do you intend to do?"
Regarding Spirit Hall disciples, Qian Daoliu placed great importance on their loyalty to Spirit Hall.
The more outstanding the disciple, the more he valued them.
When his son forced Qin Xuan to go to the City of Slaughter, the reason he wanted to protect Qin Xuan was because, through observation, Qin Xuan was utterly loyal to Spirit Hall.
He couldn't bear to see Spirit Hall lose such a talented rising star.
It wasn't until Qin Xuan defeated Yue Guan without using Spirit Abilities, confirming he had the strength to survive, that he agreed.
Similarly, as a genius who was once even more outstanding than Qin Xuan, Bibi Dong had also been observed by him.
In terms of loyalty, there was nothing to say. But just as Qianxun Ji said, getting too close to Yu Xiaogang could easily lead to her being deceived by sweet words.
"Bibi Dong is someone who admires strength," Qianxun Ji (the puppet) explained. "The reason she didn't think highly of the Spirit Masters of her generation in Spirit Hall was because none of them were better than her, which is why she was attracted to Yu Xiaogang, who focused on researching Spirit Master theory."
"But in the past year, I've observed that as my second brother emerged from the City of Slaughter and continuously broke Spirit Master records, Bibi Dong's attitude towards him has changed. This is also why I chose to give up."
LIES! LIES! HE'S THE REASON I LOST HER!
"In my opinion, it doesn't matter who Bibi Dong is with, as long as she remains in Spirit Hall and is a person of Spirit Hall, that is for the best. Everything must prioritize the interests of Spirit Hall. This is also why I am willing to let go."
"Bibi Dong is a Twin Spirits genius comparable to the Second Offering. Similarly, her naivety makes her susceptible to being deceived by outsiders' sweet words. To prevent Bibi Dong from being led astray by outsiders, I intend to betroth Bibi Dong to my second brother."
Qianxun Ji spoke passionately, presenting himself as utterly selfless and righteous.
He spoke so well that even Qian Daoliu almost didn't recognize him. Was this still his despicable, unfilial son whose selfish desires outweighed everything else?
It felt as if he had been swapped out.
"Ji'er..." Qian Daoliu's expression darkened. His sharp eyes fixed on Qianxun Ji, a hint of murderous intent in his gaze. "Release your Spirit and show it to me."
Qianxun Ji was instantly overjoyed. Yes! Father! See! See the monster's power in me! Kill me! Kill him!
He knew his father was suspicious and summoned his Spirit as instructed.
And then there was no "then."
His Spirit was the Seraphim, with a Spirit Ring configuration of two yellow, two purple, and five black, and his Spirit Power was at Level 95. It was pure, angelic, and completely his own.
Qin Xuan's control was so absolute that it did not taint his Spirit.
Confirming it was his son, Qian Daoliu's previously gloomy face instantly brightened. The suspicion vanished, replaced by overwhelming relief and pride.
He stepped forward to help Qianxun Ji up, patting his shoulder and praising him repeatedly.
"Ji'er! You've matured! You've finally learned what it means to lead! This is the bearing a Supreme Pontiff should have!"
He uttered praises Qianxun Ji had never heard in his entire life.
Qianxun Ji was numb.
He wanted to cry but had no tears.
As dusk approached, the sun set in the west, and the evening glow in the west complemented Spirit City, making it appear exceptionally beautiful and magnificent.
[Qianxun Ji's resentment + 18888]
[Qianxun Ji's resentment + 28888]
Qin Xuan, carrying the still-unconscious Bibi Dong, flew on his sword in the afterglow of the sunset.
He stopped above the jungle on the mountainside of Supreme Pontiff Mountain. Looking at the constantly popping up system notifications, a subtle curve formed at the corner of his mouth.
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