Chapter 333: Qian Xunji – How Should I Handle Bibi Dong's Ninth Sea God Trial?
When it came to marriage alliances, the Heaven Dou Empire had once sent envoys too—but Qian Renchuan had them thrown out immediately. The Heaven Dou Empire still dared propose a marriage alliance with Spirit Hall? After almost killing his Bing'er, and Snow Hailuo even daring to covet her? That was a death wish! The only reason he hadn't slaughtered the Heaven Dou royal family was because he was thinking of the grand cause of the Angel Clan.
The Right Prime Minister asked, "Sea God Island? Holy Son, what sort of power is that?"
"Sea God Island is an isolated place, cut off from the continent—a relatively closed island. Nearly all its food supply depends on imports from the mainland. In terms of strength, they are not inferior to the once Number One Sect, the Clear Sky Clan. This faction bears deep hatred toward Spirit Hall—and it's Bibi Dong's stronghold!"
"I understand, Holy Son. When I return to the Star Luo Empire, I will report this immediately to His Majesty and order the coastal blockade."
If this had been just a favor for Spirit Hall, the Star Luo Empire might have turned a blind eye. After all, a marriage alliance was just a transactional relationship. The empire wouldn't expend significant resources for no gain. But since Sea God Island was Bibi Dong's base, the Star Luo Empire would act decisively. Bibi Dong was a demon who threatened the entire continent.
The Right Prime Minister was full of admiration. "Back in my youth, I read many military texts, but I've never seen a stratagem as brilliant as starving the enemy through a food blockade. Holy Son, your talents in both cultivation and strategy are unmatched—truly worthy of awe."
Qian Renchuan looked slightly embarrassed. After all, the idea to blockade Sea God Island and cut off their food supply hadn't come from him—it was the wisdom of his invincible, great, handsome, loving, wise, generous, brilliant, and godly father. Any word that embodied male excellence could be applied to his perfect dad.
Zhu Zhuqing's beautiful eyes also flickered with admiration. She saw yet another resemblance to her Third Brother. That food-strangulation tactic had once been hailed by Marshal Ge Long as a masterstroke of strategy. Only someone as clever as her Third Brother could come up with something like cutting off food supplies to win a war.
After the heartfelt compliments, the Right Prime Minister voiced a concern. "But Holy Son, if Sea God Island is as powerful as the Clear Sky Clan once was, it might be difficult for our army to hold them off. Plus, maintaining tens of thousands of troops at Vast Sea City… the cost…"
"Don't worry," Qian Renchuan said. "Once sea soul masters step on land, their combat strength drops significantly. Spirit Hall will dispatch Title Douluo elders to assist."
After the discussions, Qian Renchuan had Zhu Zhuqing settled in a residence and signed an agreement with the Right Prime Minister. The contract bore the names of two people: Zhu Zhuqing, and "Pope Qian"—just a surname, no given name—with both sealing it with handprints.
When asked why there was no full name, the Prime Minister let it slide. As long as it said "Pope," that was enough. Whether Zhu Zhuqing married Qian Renxue, the current Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall, and engaged in a lesbian relationship, or ended up a lowly concubine without status—it didn't matter. What mattered was Spirit Hall's alliance, and ensuring that Bibi Dong's dark manipulation was kept at bay.
After sealing the agreement, Qian Renchuan rushed to see his beloved Shui Bing'er and explain everything that had happened. He had just completed the fifth Asura Trial and had met the Asura God. According to him, gods could revive the dead—which meant once he completed the ninth trial and inherited the Asura God's position, he could bring back his Pope father!
God Realm – Sea God Temple
Qian Xunji sat comfortably on the throne designated for Poseidon, the Sea God. Poseidon himself knelt at his feet—hands and knees pressed to the floor, his body curled up. His Sea God Crown had fallen, and his blue hair hung loosely over his face, most of it trailing on the floor.
Poseidon had experienced firsthand Qian Xunji's terrifying strength and cruel methods. Not even a God King could do what he had done. There was only one explanation: Qian Xunji was a Creator God.
Though Poseidon found it hard to believe—how could a Creator God appear in the God Realm?—reality was what it was.
Qian Xunji sat calmly, browsing through Poseidon's extensive collection of thousands of gigabytes of videos. Every genre imaginable was there. From the most bizarre kinks to the darkest corners of the web—if you could imagine it, Poseidon had it.
Just this one pervert's collection rivaled that of an entire top-tier underground site.
"Oh Poseidon, all these depraved hobbies… anyone know about this stash of yours? No wonder you had that creepy grin before showing up at the Angel Temple. I've never seen anyone look that pervy before. Everything makes sense now."
Poseidon lifted his head, his face mournful. "Creator God, I had no choice. The God Realm is like a pressure cooker. You're bored out of your mind day in, day out. Nothing to do, nothing allowed. I've reached my peak in cultivation. Sea God Island has no worthy successors. No one can handle Vast Sea's power. I regret ascending here alone. Over time… my habits grew strange."
To Poseidon's surprise, Qian Xunji actually nodded in understanding.
Of course Qian Xunji understood. The God Realm, with its crushing pressure and endless rules for anyone below a God King, was basically a divine prison—like a little island nation full of repressed old men. Given that, Poseidon's descent into depravity was… understandable. He had been high up for too long. Who knew how far his fetishes went?
Qian Xunji scrolled through the last hundred days of Poseidon's video logs. The footage showed a stunningly cute little girl growing up, a time-lapse documenting her transformation.
One day in the God Realm equaled a year in the lower world. This little girl had aged twelve years in just twelve days. That girl was Bo Saixi.
Now it made sense. Poseidon's lewd impulses had no proper outlet. So he gave Bo Saixi the Sea God's martial spirit—not to make her his heir, but so he could observe a beautiful young girl grow up close and personal.
From head to toe, inside and out, every part of Bo Saixi had been monitored through the Sea God Spirit. She was just a tool to him. If Bo Saixi ever found out, no one could guess how she'd react.
After watching so much, Qian Xunji shook his head. If he kept going, he felt like he might become a pervert himself.
But still, he had a question on his mind:
So… how should he handle Bibi Dong's Ninth Sea God Trial?
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