Chapter 43: Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang in Love? Qian Xunji Goes Mad: Bibi Dong is Betraying Me!
Was it his appearance that shattered the harmony between master and disciple, leading to all the subsequent sins and depravity?
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang's self-doubt and denial reached an unprecedented peak.
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The scene on the sky did not stop due to the turmoil outside.
That seemingly perfect era finally ushered in its turning point.
In the scene, Wuhun City welcomed a special guest.
A young theorist from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, who was criticized for his mutated spirit.
He arrived in this holy land of spirit masters with a wealth of talent and a proud spirit.
He was Yu Xiaogang.
The scene delicately depicted that fateful encounter.
In the library of the Spirit Hall, two equally proud young people argued over a question about the habits of spirit beasts.
One was the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, admired by all, and the other was an unknown theorist.
From initially refusing to give in, to later marveling at each other's knowledge, and finally to mutual respect.
Everyone beneath the celestial canopy saw that Bibi Dong, the innocent and carefree girl who had always been so well protected by Qian Xunji, revealed a look of curiosity and admiration towards a man for the first time.
Her world was no longer just about cultivation and her teacher.
And Qian Xunji, for the first time, showed the first cold look in the scene when he looked at Yu Xiaogang.
It was a kind of… sinister look, the look of someone whose treasure was being coveted by an outsider.
Seeing this, Bibi Dong in the Papal Palace was suddenly jolted! That's it!
That look!
That look finally overlapped with the look in Qian Xunji's eyes deep within her memory!
The celestial canopy hadn't lied, nor had it altered memories.
It had simply used an almost cruel method to first elevate that false beauty to its highest point, and then shatter it mercilessly!
It tells the world that before Yu Xiaogang appeared, Qian Xunji's affection for Bibi Dong might have been genuine.
But when this "fatherly" love was challenged by "romantic love," it instantly twisted and deteriorated, transforming into the ugliest and most obsessive possessiveness!
The scene in the sky began to darken.
An irreversible tragedy was about to unfold before everyone's eyes.
Heaven Dou Empire, Heaven Dou City, East Palace.
Qian Renxue, disguised as Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, stood quietly by the window, gazing at the enormous screen of light in the sky.
Her face remained as gentle and refined as ever, carrying the grace and composure befitting a crown prince, but deep within her golden eyes, a raging storm was brewing.
Before this, she only knew some scattered, deliberately embellished information about her parents.
She only knew that her father was the previous Pope who, while hunting a 100,000-year-old soul beast, was severely injured by Tang Hao and subsequently perished.
Her mother seemed to associate the name Bibi Dong with a taboo.
She couldn't understand why her mother, hailed as the most brilliant Pope in the history of the Spirit Hall, would despise her so much.
That disgust was ingrained, undisguised, as if her very existence was a grave mistake.
And today, the heavens were unveiling that long-buried history.
Seeing her father's eyes instantly darken and become obsessive upon Yu Xiaogang's appearance, and recalling her mother's unyielding hatred, a terrifying yet perfectly plausible guess, like a cold, venomous snake, crept into Qian Renxue's heart.
Qian Renxue's heart sank uncontrollably.
The composed facade that belonged to Crown Prince Xue Qinghe crumbled at this moment.
Could such a shameful past be hidden behind all that glamour?
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The scene in the heavens suddenly shifted.
The scene shifts from the innocent and pure love between Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang to the deepest part of the Spirit Hall.
There, in the majestic and solemn Papal Palace, even the sunlight seems to carry a chilling aura, the scene shifts again to the innermost chambers of the Spirit Hall. In the image, the long-retired High Priest Qian Daoliu, who has been focusing on his spiritual cultivation in the Hall of Offerings, makes a rare appearance.
Qian Daoliu's simple linen robes clash with the surrounding splendor, yet his presence makes the entire hall pale in comparison.
Qian Daoliu looks at his son, the then-Pope Qian Xunji, his cloudy eyes, seemingly capable of seeing through everything, carrying a subtle, almost imperceptible scrutiny.
"Ji'er,"
Qian Daoliu's voice is calm and aged, yet carries an undeniable authority.
'Your attitude towards Bibi Dong has recently changed.
Is it because of that Yu Xiaogang of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan?"
In the image, Qian Xunji, with his back to Qian Daoliu, wears a Papal golden robe that gleams with a cold light.
He was silent for a moment, then answered coldly,
"Yes, Father."
Qian Daoliu slowly paced back and forth, his voice carrying a hint of admonition:
"Bibi Dong's talent is unparalleled in our Angel Clan for a century.
She is your future heir and the cornerstone of the Spirit Hall's future.
You should be more tolerant of her personal affairs."
"Tolerant?!"
Qian Xunji suddenly turned around, his handsome face slightly distorted with anger, his original dignity and gentleness completely gone, leaving only obsessive rage.
Qian Xunji was like a lion whose scales had been touched, venting his emotions without reservation for the first time in front of his father.
"Father! How can you expect me to be tolerant?!"
Qian Xunji roared excitedly, his voice echoing in the secret room, filled with grievance and a sense of betrayal.
"I took her in as my only personal disciple, treating her like my own daughter!
For her damned twin martial souls, I spared no effort, sifting through countless scriptures to research a unique cultivation method for her!"
"Everything in the Spirit Hall was open to her!
The most top-tier resources on the entire continent were at her disposal!
I gave her a future that an ordinary soul master could never achieve in a lifetime!"
"But what was the result?!"
Qian Xunji's eyes were bloodshot as he pointed outside the hall, as if he could see the figure chatting happily with Yu Xiaogang.
"In the end, she enjoyed everything I gave her, yet she secretly pledged her life to that good-for-nothing from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan who couldn't even control his own martial soul!"
"She even shamelessly came to me, begging for my permission!
Begging me to allow her to marry a good-for-nothing, to give up her status as a saintess, to give up her future position as pope!"
Qian Xunji became more and more agitated as he spoke, his chest heaving violently, the possessiveness and desire for control that he had suppressed for so long finally erupting at this moment.
"Father, do you think she knows what she's doing?
She's betraying me!
Betraying all the effort I've poured into her!
Betraying the expectations the entire Spirit Hall had for her!"
"I absolutely will not allow it!
I absolutely will not allow my most perfect creation, sculpted by my own hands, to be tainted by a worthless piece of trash from the mud! Absolutely not!"
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