Inside the magnificent and solemn Papal Palace, Bibi Dong sat regally on the throne symbolizing supreme power.
Her face was cold and stern, her eyes revealing majesty and depth.
At this moment, the silence in the hall was broken by the report from Platinum Bishop Salas:
"Your Holiness, after extensive investigation, the Soul Spirit Technique seems to originate from the Spirit Pagoda.
This pagoda began construction a month ago, and the contractor for its construction is the Heaven Dou Royal Family..."
"According to the information gathered by our Spirit Hall members at great personal risk, the owner of the Spirit Pagoda is suspected to be a young man..."
"A young man?"
Bibi Dong frowned slightly.
"What's his name?"
Salas's expression was complex.
"He... his name is Qian Renshang. If nothing unexpected happens, he should be your child."
The relationship between Qian Renshang and Bibi Dong was no secret among the higher-ups of the Spirit Hall.
When Qian Renshang ran away from home, many high-ranking officials were somewhat dissatisfied, after all, he was the child of the former Pope.
However, after Bibi Dong came to power, such voices gradually disappeared!
This simple sentence, however, exploded like a thunderbolt in Bibi Dong's heart.
Her originally calm face was instantly filled with shock, her eyes widened, and her pupils were filled with disbelief.
"Qian Renshang..."
Bibi Dong murmured to herself, her voice trembling slightly.
She never expected that the Soul Spirit Technique, which had caused such a huge sensation, actually came from him.
"How could this be... impossible, although that child is indeed very talented, how could such a method that could reform the Soul Ring system come from him!"
"How can he be so young..."
Bibi Dong was unwilling to believe that the Soul Spirit Technique came from Qian Renshang, because wouldn't this mean that she, Bibi Dong, was inferior to Qian Renshang?
Moreover, she needed the Soul-Spirit Technique, which meant she had to seek help from Qian Renshang!
But...anger, doubt, worry, and regret intertwined, plunging Bibi Dong's mind into extreme turmoil.
Her hands unconsciously gripped the armrests tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force.
"Your Holiness, news has arrived from the front... that Qian Renshang single-handedly defeated his way through the qualifying rounds using only his Soul Spirit.
The Soul Spirit can even take human form and freely use Soul Skills... that Soul Spirit's strength is estimated to be no less than that of an ordinary Soul Saint!"
Salas exclaimed excitedly.
"Qian Renshang has a deep connection with our Spirit Hall, and he's also your... your child.
Even the biggest misunderstandings between mother and son can be resolved."
"I've analyzed the situation with several other Platinum Archbishops, and we believe... having you meet with Qian Renshang and bring him back to the Spirit Hall is the best approach."
"Not only will we directly obtain the Soul Spirit Technique, but... his talent is unparalleled in my life. With his addition!"
"Our Spirit Hall can rise to another level!"
Salas straightened his back, confidently stating his suggestion.
The previously noisy Papal Palace suddenly fell silent, as if time had frozen.
Everyone exchanged glances, none daring to break the eerie silence.
"Salas,"
Bibi Dong's cold and authoritative voice slowly rang out.
She slightly raised her head, her gaze piercing, each word seemingly squeezed out from between her teeth, filled with oppressive force.
Salas felt a chill run from the soles of his feet to his head, and a fine layer of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.
"Do you think I've been too amiable all these years and that I can't kill anymore?"
As Bibi Dong's voice fell, a whooshing sound suddenly rang out.
Her figure flashed, appearing in front of Salas like a ghost.
Before Salas could react, a fair hand containing terrifying power had already firmly grasped his collar, easily lifting him up.
Salas immediately felt an irresistible force assail him, his body involuntarily suspended in mid-air.
He struggled desperately, trying to break free from Bibi Dong's grasp, but all was in vain.
The immense force was like a mountain pressing down on him, making it difficult for him to breathe, his face turning red.
"Your Holiness, please calm your anger!"
Salas pleaded in terror, stammering. He was a far cry from his earlier arrogance, now a lamb to the slaughter.
He didn't know what he had said to offend Bibi Dong; he felt he would be killed by her at any moment!
"You want me to curry favor with Qian Renshang… are you kidding me?"
Bibi Dong sneered,
"That child should be the one kowtowing to beg for my forgiveness and obediently hand over the Soul Spirit Technique.
After all, he's my child..."
"Everything he has is given to him by me, including this Soul Spirit Technique.
If he's unwilling... then I don't know, he can come and get it himself!"
Bibi Dong couldn't possibly submit to Qian Renshang.
She did covet the Soul Spirit Technique, but there was no need to resort to such methods to obtain it.
"The Spirit Transmission Academy, the academy Qian Renshang attends, will participate in the finals of the continent-wide advanced Soul Master Academy competition, right?"
Bibi Dong suddenly asked, and Salas hurriedly nodded.
"Yes... all teams are expected to arrive in Wuhun City in seven days!"
Bibi Dong put Salas down, a slight smile playing on her lips.
If Qian Renshang really dared to come, she wouldn't let him go so easily.
However, she wouldn't directly attack. After all, she was his mother, and she would give her that much face.
She would wait until Qian Renxue defeated Qian Renshang and trampled him to the ground.
Imagine her mother making a dazzling appearance again, then mercifully forgiving Qian Renshang's mistakes.
The other party will surely realize his error and then eagerly follow her around... and the Soul Spirit Technique will also be hers!
Haha... she's truly a genius!
Bibi Dong thought to herself, and unconsciously burst into maniacal laughter, sending shivers down Salas's spine.
Bibi Dong is getting crazier and crazier!
...
...
On a certain road leading from the Heaven Dou Empire to the Spirit Hall, a dozen carriages were escorted by a large troop of knights.
These were all teams that had advanced from the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Tournament!
They seemed to have arrived in the order of advancement, with the carriage at the front naturally belonging to the Spirit Transmission Academy.
Inside the carriage at the very front, a handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes was resting quietly when he suddenly sneezed.
"Achoo..."
Gu Yuena, who was peacefully cultivating beside him, also opened her eyes at the same time, looking at Qian Renshang with surprise, and asked with concern.
"Qian Renshang...you...have a cold?"
"No, it's just that my back feels a little cold, like someone's thinking of me,"
Qian Renshang said casually, rubbing his nose.
(End of Chapter)
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