Bibidong never expected Qian Renxue to speak to her in such a manner. A mix of panic and anger surged within her.
Her visit to the Heaven Dou Empire wasn't solely for her daughter, but even so, how could Qian Renxue speak to her like this? Did she know something?
"Your Excellency, the Pope, I heard that a man named Yu Xiaogang has just returned from Spirit City. What a coincidence that you and he are here at the same time," Qian Renxue said, her eyes icy and her lips curled in a faint sneer.
"Qian Renxue!" Bibidong immediately stood up, her aura erupting with immense power. The tables and chairs around her were instantly shattered into pieces.
Qian Renxue, caught off guard by the sudden burst of energy, quickly raised her arms to shield herself from the impending impact.
Boom—
The overwhelming force Bibidong unleashed was far beyond what Qian Renxue could withstand. She was sent flying backward, crashing through several tables and chairs before finally coming to a stop.
"Are you throwing a tantrum now?" Qian Renxue stood up, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth with her sleeve, then looked at Bibidong with a cold smile.
"Qian Renxue, you're insulting me! Who has been whispering in your ear?" Bibidong's tone softened slightly as her eyes flickered to the blood on Qian Renxue's lips.
"Do I need someone to tell me? Where did Yu Xiaogang get the Papal Token? Who ordered his release from prison? And who paid the money?" Qian Renxue sneered. "They say that if you don't want others to know, you shouldn't do it in the first place. You didn't even bother to cover it up. Are you afraid of what people might say?"
"Yu Xiaogang and I did know each other in our youth, but it's not what you think," Bibidong said, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. "And the Papal Token wasn't given to him by me."
"What about the money? Why hasn't he repaid it? I heard he's the son of the current sect leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant School. Surely he can repay ten million Gold Soul Coins? And what about the Hidden Weapon Blueprints Chrysanthemum Douluo repeatedly asked him for? Did that also go unresolved?"
Hearing Bibidong's weak explanation, Qian Renxue shook her head with a cold laugh. "And what was he doing in Spirit City this time?"
"Are you spying on him?" Bibidong's eyes sharpened as she glared at Qian Renxue, her hands clenching tightly inside her wide sleeves. "Qian Renxue, I can tell you very clearly that there is nothing between us."
"If there's nothing between you, then I'll just send someone to kill him. Since he can't repay the money, he can pay with his life," Qian Renxue said, her face showing a hint of amusement.
"How dare you!" Bibidong's expression turned icy. With a wave of her sleeve, another powerful burst of energy erupted, sending Qian Renxue flying several meters back. "Qian Renxue, have I been too lenient with you? How dare you act so recklessly?"
"I suppose I have been reckless, even considering killing your old flame."
Qian Renxue suddenly burst into laughter, though tears welled up in her eyes. "Bibidong, since you care so much about him, don't bother making excuses. You can take him away right now."
"Let me remind you, this is my Heaven Dou Empire, not your Spirit Hall!"
Bibidong was furious and was about to strike again when she noticed Qian Renxue lowering her head and walking away. After a moment of thought, she withdrew her hand, examined it, and then let out a heavy sigh.
Currently, the busiest place in Heavenly Dou City, aside from the Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena, was undoubtedly the Soul Beast recycling center established by Xunyang Pavilion.
A long line had already formed in front of the recycling center, with people waiting for the staff to appraise the Soul Beasts they had brought.
Tang San stood at the back of the line, observing the queue without any rush, slowly moving forward with the crowd.
There was still one day left before the start of the promotion match. He had just returned from Sunset Forest today and, thinking he had a day to spare with no urgent matters, decided to sell some of the spoils he had obtained while hunting for Spirit Rings in exchange for some Gold Soul Coins.
He had heard on his way here that Xunyang Pavilion was jointly established by Spirit Hall and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, with the aim of providing additional subsidies to civilian Soul Masters.
Watching the Soul Masters ahead of him in the line, who were beaming with joy after successful transactions, Tang San sneered inwardly. It was nothing more than a hypocritical tactic to win people over.
Due to the long-standing establishment of the center and the standardized pricing, the process of purchasing Soul Beasts was swift, and it wasn't long before it was Tang San's turn.
"Hello, sir. Is this your first time here, or do you already have a record? If it's your first time, please register," the receptionist greeted Tang San warmly.
"How do I register?" Tang San asked, looking puzzled.
"It seems this is your first time. Please provide your name, Soul Power, and Martial Soul," the receptionist said with a smile, picking up a booklet from the side.
Tang San was momentarily stunned, then frowned. He hadn't expected selling a Soul Beast to require such detailed registration.
"Sir, rest assured, your information is completely confidential and will not be disclosed. Also, it's best not to falsify your name, as we will verify it," the receptionist added, noticing Tang San's hesitation.
"Moreover, over ten thousand Soul Masters have registered so far, and Xunyang Pavilion has never had any issues that were detrimental to the sellers," she continued with a smile.
Hearing the mention of "detrimental to the sellers," Tang San scoffed, then summoned his Blue Silver Grass.
"A ten-thousand-year Fourth Soul Ring! I remember now, you're a member of the Shrek Academy Team, aren't you?" the receptionist exclaimed, covering her mouth in surprise. "I've watched your team's matches! I never thought I'd see you here!"
Tang San, seeing her reaction, nodded with a smile and unconsciously straightened his posture.
Amid the receptionist's continued exclamations, Tang San began to take out the Soul Beasts he had hunted in Sunset Forest.
Among them were four ten-thousand-year Soul Beasts, eight thousand-year Soul Beasts, and ten hundred-year Soul Beasts. Of course, this was only half of what he had obtained, as he had heard that Xunyang Pavilion had limits on how many Soul Beasts they would purchase.
Seeing so many Soul Beast corpses, including four ten-thousand-year ones, the receptionist gasped again and quickly called over the staff to tag the Soul Beasts.
After some discussion among the staff, the receptionist turned to Tang San with an apologetic smile.
"Hello, although this is your first time here, I'm sorry to say that we have rules and cannot purchase all of them."
The receptionist finished speaking and handed Tang San a set of instructions: "Based on your Spirit Ring configuration, I can accept two hundred-year, one thousand-year, and one ten-thousand-year Soul Beast. For the rest, I can only apologize."
"Moreover, considering this is your first time learning about this, we won't add you to the blacklist. However, I must remind you that you cannot sell Soul Beasts before reaching level 50."
Tang San was momentarily stunned upon hearing this.
He had heard that Xunyang Pavilion had restrictions, which was why he had only brought half of what he intended to sell. He hadn't expected them to determine the quantity based on his Spirit Rings.
"What is this blacklist you mentioned?"
(End of Chapter)