"Rebellious daughter...you dare!"
Bibi Dong felt the power of the sword energy falling from the sky, and her heart skipped a beat. For a moment, a sense of impending death arose within her.
Immediately, she could only abandon what was about to be obtained and raised the Rakshasa Demon Scythe to collide with the falling sword energy.
Instantly, a gale raged, and soul power surged back. The thing that Qian Daoliu had thrown was completely reduced to ashes under this violent collision.
"This thing was sorted out by Xiao Qing. Grandpa, this woman, is not qualified to have this thing." The
holy six-winged angel slowly descended from the sky, her golden high heels touching the ground. Qian Renxue spoke coldly.
"Xiao Xue, she is, after all, your mother. Our Qian family has also wronged her to some extent."
Qian Daoliu's face showed a mixture of helplessness and joy when he saw Qian Renxue appear.
He was helpless because he did not want to see this mother and daughter become enemies, and he was happy because he knew that Qian Renxue had now become a Title Douluo.
"Grandpa, I owe this woman nothing, and the Qian family owes her nothing either."
"I will take over the position of Pope of the Spirit Hall from today onwards. The position of Pope should not be controlled by an outsider!"
Qian Renxue stared coldly at Bibi Dong not far away. Having now advanced to the Title Douluo level and possessing two soul cores, her combat power was at least comparable to Bibi Dong's current strength.
"Well, as expected of the Qian family's unfilial daughter, she has absolutely no gratitude for being raised."
"This is the Qian family, this is the descendant of the Angel God. You just called me a beast, but it seems that your Qian family is the beast."
Bibi Dong's voice became hoarse and cold; she could no longer contain her anger.
She felt humiliated. How dare this daughter speak to her like that? She
even wanted to strip her of the position of Pope—it was tantamount to rebellion!
Now she was the Pope of the Spirit Hall, the Spirit Hall was hers, and in the future, she would only pass the position to Nana. This rebellious daughter shouldn't even think about it.
"The Spirit Hall belongs to the Qian family. I will become Pope in three days."
"There's no room for negotiation. If you have any objections, then let's settle this with strength."
Qian Renxue's two soul cores spun rapidly, unleashing a massive surge of soul power that flowed continuously within her body, indicating she was ready to act at any moment.
"I support the young master's ascension! For tens of thousands of years, only the Six-Winged Angel has been the true master of the Spirit Hall!"
"Only the glory of the Angel God can bring peace and stability to the entire continent."
Golden Crocodile Douluo stepped forward and spoke directly. He had never liked Bibi Dong for many years, but hearing that Qian Renxue wanted to become Pope, he was more than willing. Therefore, he immediately stood up and spoke solemnly.
"I agree..."
"I agree..."
All the elders, except for Qian Daoliu, agreed, followed by some Soul Douluos and Title Douluos.
Bibi Dong had indeed been Pope for many years, and her prestige was probably considerable.
However, she had no chance against the Qian family, who had controlled the Spirit Hall for tens of thousands of years.
Now that Qian Renxue has stepped out, the difference in their abilities has been laid bare.
Hearing the voices of traitors around her, Bibi Dong's face immediately turned cold.
"These people deserve to die!"
Bibi Dong's cold gaze swept over one person after another.
A purplish-black divine light flowed in her eyes, and evil thoughts rose in her heart. A feeling of resentment and a desire to slaughter everything in front of her immediately arose in her heart.
"Alas, Bibi Dong, Xue'er is right. He has grown up. Since that's the case, then you should abdicate. With your strength, you are qualified to join the Hall of Worship. If you perform well, I can grant you that thing just now."
Qian Daoliu sighed as he watched the fighting mother and daughter. His stubborn nature once again led him to step in and persuade them.
"Qian Daoliu, you bastard..."
Bibi Dong's face darkened. She felt that Qian Daoliu was hypocritical to the extreme at this moment.
"You want me to abdicate? Fine! I want what I just received, and I want something to enhance my talent."
Bibi Dong, looking at Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue opposite her, understood her inevitable fate. Continuing like this would not only cost her her position as Pope, but also subject her to even greater humiliation.
Her heart was filled with resentment, her beautiful face etched with bitterness.
She had received the Rakshasa God's inheritance for over a decade, yet all that effort paled in comparison to Qian Renxue's mere few years of effort.
Sensing the other's strength and her own suppressed power, her discontent grew even stronger.
Why was it only her divine trial that required suppressed power, subjecting her to such humiliation? If she could regain her full strength now, how dare this rebellious daughter speak to her like this?
"Alright, I agree to this!"
Qian Daoliu nodded, his face relaxing considerably.
He hoped Qian Renxue could have a good future and reconcile with Bibi Dong; after all, it was all because of his wretched son.
Therefore, Bibi Dong also made some mistakes in this regard. After all, she wanted to leave the Spirit Hall and run away with that good-for-nothing Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan.
But her secret plot to advance her own sect and then coerce her disciple into having a daughter—such a shameful affair Qian Daoliu really didn't want to mention again.
Over the years, he had been trying to make amends to Bibi Dong. Now that Xue'er wanted to take the Pope's position he had promised Bibi Dong, and she was asking for something to enhance her talent, he wasn't unwilling to agree.
"Sigh..."
Qian Renxue looked at her grandfather helplessly, completely at a loss for words.
Her grandfather was very good to her, but why did she always feel like he was a bit of a swindler?
Qian Renxue could see that Bibi Dong wasn't truly focused on the Spirit Hall; she must have wanted to do something by becoming Pope.
Perhaps her mother and that good-for-nothing hadn't completely severed ties. Her
mother had even received the inheritance of a god; did she really need to enhance her talent?
Even if she wanted to enhance her talent, could ordinary treasures do that?
So the only use he had for these things was to give them to someone with very poor talent.
And who that person was, being by her mother's side? There was no need to say anything more.
This was blatant betrayal; Qian Renxue's gaze was cold, she felt humiliated.
The killing of Bibi Dong was about to begin…
(End of Chapter)