Chapter 14: Bibi Dong, You're Bold Indeed!
Rage—pure, overwhelming rage—surged in Fan Chen's chest.
The flames of anger burned higher and higher, making his aura terrifying to the extreme.
"Why did you lay a hand on her? What did she do wrong?!"
Fan Chen's furious question rang in Bibi Dong's ears, and she turned her cold gaze toward him.
"Get lost."
Bibi Dong had no intention of wasting words on him. The anger in her heart had already been building because of the imprisonment forced on her by Qian Xunji and the others.
Qian Renxue's actions just now were no different than completely igniting that suppressed fire.
Right now, she was like a volcano on the verge of erupting—she would only calm down once all the rage in her chest was unleashed.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black—
Eight soul rings rose behind Bibi Dong's body.
"Big Brother, it's dangerous! Hurry and take Big Sister away!"
Xiao Bai's voice echoed in Fan Chen's mind. He had sensed that a terrifying aura was gathering.
Hearing that, Fan Chen didn't hesitate. He immediately flapped his wings and pulled Qian Renxue away from Bibi Dong as quickly as he could.
"Crazy woman! She's actually going for the kill!"
Fan Chen cursed inwardly. He could clearly feel the murderous intent pouring off Bibi Dong.
Even a tiger wouldn't normally eat its own cub.
In the original plot, Bibi Dong had only shown disgust toward Qian Renxue's existence. She hadn't gone this far.
"Has she really gone insane?!"
Whoosh—
The sound of air being ripped apart came from behind. The intense sense of danger made Fan Chen instantly drop his flight altitude.
Clang!
A razor-sharp spider spear scraped past the armor covering his wings.
When the spear and his armor met, sparks burst out, and a crisp metallic clang rang through the air.
The spear failed to strike Fan Chen. The raw force behind the attack carried it forward and smashed it into the nearby wall.
The solid stone wall might as well have been paper in front of that spider spear; it was sliced apart effortlessly, unable to hinder it in the slightest.
The chilling brush with death made Fan Chen's breathing turn rough and unsteady.
The soul power inside his body surged frantically, most of it pouring into his eyes.
As soul power flowed in, everything around him slowed down in his vision.
His perspective shifted into something like a god's-eye view; all details around him were laid bare.
Bibi Dong is behind him, raising another spider spear.
He himself, holding Qian Renxue and fleeing.
Even the barbs on the spider spear—
He could see everything clearly.
The next moment, the trajectory of the swinging spear flashed through his mind. In just a few seconds, that sharp spider spear would pierce straight through his body—and Qian Renxue in his arms would be skewered along with him.
The situation was dire. His brain didn't even have time to decide whether this was an illusion before his body reacted on pure instinct.
He folded his wings tightly, abandoning his stable flying posture. Wrapping both himself and Qian Renxue in his wings, he dropped straight downward.
Even if he had abandoned flight, the momentum from his speed ensured his body would still glide some distance forward.
With his wings wrapped tightly around them, the two of them were like a shell dropped from the sky, falling in a sharp arc forward and downward.
And it was precisely this extremely tricky falling angle that let Fan Chen once again evade Bibi Dong's attack.
This time, she didn't even touch a single feather on his body.
Bang—
Still holding Qian Renxue tightly, Fan Chen crashed through the window in front of them and burst out from inside.
The wings that had wrapped around their bodies suddenly spread wide, and the downward plunge transformed back into upward flight.
Without the building walls blocking him, the space in which Fan Chen could maneuver expanded drastically.
Just as he thought he could finally shake off Bibi Dong's pursuit, that dangerous aura closed in once again.
An icy dread washed over him. He wanted to react—
But by now, the soul power in his body had already been completely drained. Even just maintaining flight was incredibly difficult, let alone resisting another attack.
A shadow blotted out the moonlight. A sharp spider spear tore through the night, streaking straight toward Fan Chen's throat.
The spear grew larger and larger in his pupils, just about to pierce through him when—
A golden, scale-covered arm suddenly thrust itself into his line of sight.
"Bibi Dong, how dare you!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo's voice exploded beside Fan Chen's ear like thunder.
Under Fan Chen's stunned gaze, Golden Crocodile appeared.
The golden-scaled arm was clamped around the spider spear that had been aimed at Fan Chen's neck, while his other arm grabbed hold of Fan Chen, whose soul power was exhausted and who was about to plummet from the sky.
Anger flashed in Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes. His hand tightened around the spear.
The spider spear, capable of tearing stone walls apart like paper, instantly shattered into countless fragments and exploded outward.
"Don't move."
The instant Golden Crocodile Douluo neutralized Bibi Dong's attack, several figures appeared around them, surrounding Bibi Dong in an instant.
"You…"
Bibi Dong opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but Qian Daoliu struck her first, knocking her out cold.
With eyes full of unwillingness and resentment, Bibi Dong's body went limp and collapsed.
"Take her back. Don't let her run out again."
Qian Daoliu flicked out a pulse of soul power that pushed Bibi Dong's body toward his son, Qian Xunji.
His expression barely changed, but everyone present could feel that he was furious.
"Yes, Father."
Qian Xunji hurriedly carried Bibi Dong away.
Qian Daoliu didn't spare them another glance, instead walking straight toward Golden Crocodile Douluo.
"Calm yourself, old friend. Let me check how this little one is doing first."
Compared to Qian Daoliu's sternness, the one who was truly troublesome right now was Golden Crocodile Douluo.
The killing intent raging off him hadn't subsided in the slightest. If Qian Daoliu had been even a bit later, Bibi Dong might already have been crushed into a cloud of blood mist.
The power of a rank 98 Super Douluo was nothing to joke about. If he were truly enraged, even Qian Daoliu wouldn't be able to resolve it easily.
"Grandpa…"
Qian Renxue's trembling voice drifted over, and in that instant, Golden Crocodile Douluo snapped back to himself.
The murderous aura around him rapidly dissipated.
He looked down at Fan Chen and Qian Renxue.
The armor that had covered Fan Chen's body had already receded. He had fallen completely unconscious, yet his arms were still in the position he had used to shield Qian Renxue.
A trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, crimson droplets falling onto Qian Renxue's cheek like blooming red spider lilies.
Seeing Golden Crocodile Douluo's killing intent fade, Qian Daoliu didn't waste words. He simply stepped forward and grabbed Fan Chen by the arm.
Soul power flowed into Fan Chen's body as he carefully examined his condition.
"His meridians are damaged due to overdriving his soul power, and his internal organs have suffered minor injuries…"
As Qian Daoliu spoke, he used his own soul power to nourish and stabilize Fan Chen's wounded body.
It was obvious these injuries were self-inflicted by Fan Chen. Bibi Dong hadn't truly landed a blow on him.
If she had actually struck him, the result definitely wouldn't be what we're seeing now.
At best, he'd be half-crippled. At worst, he'd be dead. After all, Bibi Dong was a Soul Douluo, and Fan Chen was just a six-year-old child who hadn't even obtained his first soul ring yet.
With such a vast gap in strength, the fact that he'd managed to last even a few exchanges was already a miracle in their eyes.
Once Qian Daoliu finished his examination and confirmed that Fan Chen's injuries weren't too severe, Golden Crocodile Douluo finally let out a breath of relief.
"Take the two children away from here first. I'll give you an explanation for this matter," Qian Daoliu said.
Fan Chen was Golden Crocodile Douluo's disciple. Even if he hadn't been seriously injured, Qian Daoliu still had to give him an explanation. Otherwise, knowing Golden Crocodile Douluo's temper, this wouldn't be settled easily.
Golden Crocodile Douluo didn't say anything. He simply gave a faint nod, then left with Fan Chen and Qian Renxue.
Watching Golden Crocodile Douluo's departing back, Qian Daoliu could only sigh helplessly.
"What an ill-fated family…"
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End of Chapter