Chapter 47: Yu Xiaogang and his cousin Liu Erlong are having an affair? Qian Xunji is severely injured, and Bibi Dong feeds him medicine?!
"Not long after you separated from him,"
Qian Xunji said slowly, as if telling an interesting story,
"he found a new woman, and the two of them were inseparable and very happy.
That woman's name is Liu Erlong."
Liu Erlong?
Bibi Dong's mind went blank.
Qian Xunji enjoyed her distraught expression, his smile deepening. He threw in the last, and most vicious, straw:
"Oh, by the way, I also found out something interesting.
This Liu Erlong is Yu Xiaogang's second uncle, Yu Luomian's illegitimate daughter.
So, they are cousins."
Boom—!!!
These words exploded in Bibi Dong's mind like the most violent thunderbolt from the heavens!
The love for which she sacrificed everything...the person she was willing to bear the infamy to protect...in the blink of an eye, he was with another woman?
And, his cousin?
At this moment, Bibi Dong felt as if her heart had been utterly ripped out.
The burning love she once held for Yu Xiaogang had been completely drained away, leaving not a trace of warmth.
She didn't cry; her tears seemed to have dried up.
She simply sat there blankly, her eyes vacant, her heart ashen.
But beneath this deathly ashes, something was quietly growing.
She didn't resent Yu Xiaogang.
She knew he had only been deeply hurt by her words, which was why he had been taken advantage of in his moment of despair.
All her hatred, all her overwhelming hatred, was precisely directed at the man before her—this devil who had orchestrated and enjoyed all her suffering.
[Now, love has burned out, leaving only ashes.
From these ashes, forged, is the deadly poison of revenge.]
On the sky, a golden inscription slowly appeared, announcing the complete death of the girl, Bibi Dong.
Shrek Academy.
"Pfft—!"
Yu Xiaogang could no longer bear the successive blows, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.
He staggered back several steps, only to be supported by Flander and Zhao Wuji.
"So that's how it is... so that's how it is..."
Yu Xiaogang stared blankly at the sky, at the girl crouching on the ground, weeping silently, at his own deeply hurtful and foolish words from back then, at Qian Xunji's devilish smile.
He finally understood. He understood everything!
She didn't despise him; she was protecting him!
And he, that self-righteous fool, had used the most vicious words to stab her already bleeding heart even more deeply!
Boundless regret and guilt overwhelmed him like a tsunami.
"I... what did I say to her back then..."
Yu Xiaogang clutched his chest in anguish, feeling difficulty breathing.
"I'm the real trash... I'm the absolute and utter trash!!"
On the Sun and Moon Continent, at the Star Gazing Platform,
Yu Jingcheng and Xu Jinlan's expressions turned grave.
"What a brilliant scheme to destroy her spirit." Xu
Jinlan's voice turned colder.
"First, she was forced to sever her own emotional ties, then fabricated and distorted facts to completely destroy her mental support.
This Qian Xunji is not only a beast, but also a master manipulator of hearts."
A cold glint flashed in Yu Jingcheng's eyes as he looked at the desolate Bibi Dong on the sky and slowly said,
"She no longer believes in love."
"No."
Xu Jinlan shook his head, correcting him.
She no longer trusts anyone."
From this moment on, the only people she could trust were herself and the power in her hands.
Yu Jingcheng nodded, looking at her nephew who was suffering terribly under the sky, her eyes devoid of any emotion.
"A 'love-obsessed' mind can indeed bring destruction,"
Yu Jingcheng commented indifferently.
"But to push a 'love-obsessed' person to the brink, to make her completely sever all feelings of love, leaving only hatred and ambition… Qian Xunji, with his own hands, created the most terrifying gravedigger for himself and for the Spirit Hall."
The scene shifted, and several years had passed on the celestial screen. Golden light outlined a majestic and menacing army.
Leading them was none other than the spirited and powerful Pope Qian Xunji.
Behind him followed two unfathomable Title Douluos, and further back, dozens of Soul Douluos and Soul Saints from the Spirit Hall.
Their target was the Star Dou Great Forest.
[Event: Hunting the 100,000-year-old soul beast, the Blue Silver Emperor, and its protector, Tang Hao of the Clear Sky Sect.]
The crowd below held their breath.
So this was the chase that shook the continent years ago!
Many only knew the outcome:
Tang Hao was severely injured, and Pope Qian Xunji of the Spirit Hall perished.
But the process remained a mystery.
"Three Title Douluos, and so many Soul Douluos and Soul Saints…" someone gasped.
"Just to deal with Tang Hao, who was only a Soul Douluo at the time?
This is too much!"
"No, it's not excessive." "
A knowledgeable old Soul Master said in a deep voice.
"What Qian Xunji fears is not Tang Hao, but the Clear Sky Sect behind Tang Hao!
He brought so many people because he's afraid the Clear Sky Sect's experts will come to his aid. What he wants to do is seize that 100,000-year Soul Ring with lightning speed, before anyone can react!"
The scene flashed by rapidly, the fierce battle played out in fast-forward.
Tang Hao's bravery, the sacrifice of the Blue Silver Emperor, that earth-shattering Clear Sky Hammer...
Finally, the scene froze on Qian Xunji alone, fleeing back to the Spirit Hall in a sorry state.
He was covered in blood, the Pope's Golden Crown was nowhere to be seen, and his aura was extremely weak, clearly suffering a near-death injury.
Seeing this, everyone's heart was in their throat.
The mystery was about to be revealed!
Did Qian Xunji die from Tang Hao's severe injury, or... was there another cause of death? Inside the Spirit Hall, Qian Renxue's hands clenched tightly, her nails digging deep into her palms. She stared intently at the sky, her heart pounding in her chest.
That was her father; no matter what he had done, he was still her father by blood!
The scene continued on the screen.
Deep within the Papal Palace, in a tightly sealed, quiet room, Qian Xunji lay on the bed. Several of the Spirit Hall's top support-type Soul Douluos were sweating profusely as they treated him.
A green aura of life flowed continuously into his body, finally pulling him back from the brink of death.
"Cough cough... Tang Hao... Haotian Sect..."
Qian Xunji's eyes were filled with resentment and weakness.
"I will never... let you go..."
The treatment ended, and the Soul Douluos bowed and withdrew.
Although his life was no longer in danger, Qian Xunji's injuries were extremely severe, his foundation damaged, and he would have no chance of recovery without a year or two of rest.
Just then, a light footstep sounded.
The door was pushed open, and a figure carrying a bowl of steaming hot medicine slowly walked in.
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