Douluo: Star-Breaking Sword God

Chapter 134 Extra: Young Hu Liena Enters Bibi Dong's Heart (Part 1)

(P.S.: This is a slightly angsty story; this type of side story will only appear once in the entire book.)
"Your Holiness, the awakening ceremonies for all six-year-old children in Wuhun City this year have been completed. This is the list of all participants and their Wuhun details."

A cardinal respectfully presented the register with both hands and bowed slightly.

On the papal throne, Bibi Dong, who had just assumed the position, glanced at the register with a red glint in her eyes.

"Those with innate soul power of level 4 or above will all enter the core junior soul master academy of the Spirit Hall; the rest with soul power will enter the junior soul master academy of Spirit City; those without soul power will enter various skill training workshops outside the city. After three years, they will be given a sum of money and can decide for themselves whether to stay or leave."

"Yes, Your Holiness the Pope." The bishop acknowledged the order and withdrew.

Bibi Dong picked up a file and portrait of a person. "Hu Liena, innate soul power level 9; martial soul: demon fox; immediate family member: Xie Yue, a student at the junior soul master academy; background: orphan, experience as follows:"

Such a familiar look; only someone who has lost a loved one would look like that, just like when I was young.
“Poor child,” Bibi Dong sighed softly, then gently pressed her fingers against her temples, where a dull ache was throbbing. The evil thoughts of the Rakshasa God were gnawing at her mind like maggots clinging to her bones.

Every hint of evil thought that seeped in was like a sharp dagger, carving wounds deep into her soul.

Her body trembled slightly, and a few beads of cold sweat appeared on her forehead. It took her several minutes to regain her composure.

Just then, a graceful figure slowly walked in through the gate of the Papal Palace. Nine-year-old Qian Renxue, though still childlike in appearance, already possessed a charming demeanor. Her delicate little face was exquisitely sculpted, with a pair of bright, large eyes.

Wearing a light gold dress, her every move exudes an innate noble air.

But at this moment, a layer of mist covered her bright eyes, and tears welled up in her eyes, but stubbornly refused to fall.

Today, Qian Renxue came to inform Bibi Dong that she intended to go to the Heaven Dou Empire to carry out an undercover mission, to see if Bibi Dong would try to persuade her to stay.

She approached the steps beneath the papal throne with a trembling, fearful voice, and softly called out, "Mother."

"Don't call me by that name!" Bibi Dong's voice was as cold as ice. She turned slightly to the side and coldly glanced at Qian Renxue below.

Qian Renxue trembled at the rebuke, and tears welled up in her eyes, almost spilling over. She quickly bit her lower lip, trying to force the tears back. She remembered what Bibi Dong had said: she didn't like seeing herself cry.

She lowered her head, her small hands gripping the hem of her skirt, her knuckles turning white from the force.

"I don't want to hear anything more about your father." Bibi Dong walked down from the platform and slowly approached her.

Qian Renxue subconsciously took a step back, but quickly stopped.

Bibi Dong gripped the papal scepter tightly, her knuckles turning white. She looked at Qian Renxue, who dared not look up at her, her eyes filled with complex emotions—disgust, helplessness, and a barely perceptible struggle and sorrow.

"Don't let me see you show such weakness again. I've said it before, if you insist on calling me that, then call me sister."

The nightmare-like memory resurfaced in her mind, and Bibi Dong felt a sharp pain in her heart. She simply couldn't accept Qian Renxue's existence or accept her calling her mother.

Tears finally welled up in Qian Renxue's eyes, large drops rolling down her cheeks. She looked up, her eyes filled with grievance and confusion, "Sister? Why... I've already lost my father, I just want someone to rely on."

"Shut up, don't mention that name!"

Qian Renxue didn't cry out, but her tears fell like broken beads, soaking her clothes.

She kept wiping away her tears, but the more she wiped, the more tears flowed, and she couldn't stop them. Her once delicate face was now covered in tear stains, and her eyes were red and swollen.

Qian Renxue gritted her teeth, turned around abruptly, and ran towards the outside of the Papal Palace, filled with grievance and anger.

As she ran, she shouted at the top of her lungs, "You crazy woman! I hate you! I never want to see you again!"

Her voice echoed in the empty hall. Bibi Dong listened to the fading shouts, her body trembled slightly, and a complex look flashed in her eyes.

Anger, pain, and a barely perceptible panic. She reached out to grasp something, but only grasped at thin air. Finally, she slowly closed her eyes and stood there for a long time.

"Yes, I've gone mad, mad, hahaha. Good riddance, the farther the better." After an unknown amount of time, a low murmur echoed in the Papal Palace.

night.

Instead of returning to her private papal palace, Bibi Dong put away her papal scepter, concealed her aura, and slowly wandered around the Spirit Hall.

The moonlight cast patches of cool, pale light, casting long, lonely shadows of her. Suddenly, she sensed a faint spiritual fluctuation. She probed it with her spiritual power, and then heard soft murmurs reaching her ears.

"Mommy, Mommy"

Bibi Dong trembled and, as if possessed, walked in that direction: Spirit Hall Junior Soul Master Academy, Girls' Single Dormitory.

A figure suddenly appeared in the air.

"It's her?" Bibi Dong was taken aback. The little girl curled up on the bed, trembling in her sleep, was none other than Hu Liena.

"Mom, don't leave me!" came another emotional surge, mixed with fear and sorrow.

Bibi Dong's heart clenched suddenly, as if gripped tightly by an invisible hand. During the day, she had just broken Qian Renxue's heart.

She clenched her fist, then released it, and sat down on the edge of the bed. As her soft hand brushed against Hu Liena's cheek, it was suddenly grasped tightly in the other's palm.

As if sensing this warmth in her sleep, Hu Liena's tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and she murmured, "Mommy, Nana is good. Nana will be good from now on."

The "mother" that Hu Liena called out was not her, but her plea struck her heart like a heavy hammer.

Bibi Dong was stunned. She sat quietly on the edge of the bed, her thoughts drifting far away.

"Her martial spirit has just awakened, but it has dissipated its spiritual fluctuations on its own, so her condition is not right."

Bibi Dong endured the corrosive influence of the Rakshasa's evil thoughts and forcibly transferred a wisp of her spiritual power into Hu Liena's mind. Having been corrupted by the Rakshasa's evil thoughts for so long, she herself had come to understand a little about this method of touching other people's spiritual world.

She might not be able to do this if she had some cultivation, but fortunately, Hu Liena has only just awakened.

The scene before her eyes suddenly changed.

Flames burned wildly, the intense heat distorting the air and enveloping the entire village in an apocalyptic scene.

Ruins and rubble were everywhere, and thick black smoke billowed into the air. Most of the houses in the village had been burned down to their frames and were on the verge of collapse.

A group of fallen soul masters rampaged through the village like demons.

Their eyes were filled with greed and madness as they wantonly robbed the villagers of their property. Anyone who resisted was brutally killed, and some even drank their flesh.

Blood stained the earth red, and screams and wails mingled together.

Bibi Dong's heart skipped a beat. "Just like me."

She looked toward a corner of the village, where a woman pushed a boy into a secluded spot, then used all her strength to hug the little girl in her arms and run toward another corner.

The woman pushed the little girl into an abandoned cellar, screaming, "Live!"

"Mommy! Mommy! Don't leave me!"

The sobbing gradually subsided, and the cellar entrance was sealed and quickly covered with soil.

The woman's vision was already blurred by tears, but she dared not linger for a moment. She forced herself to stand up despite her battered body and deliberately made some noise as she ran in the opposite direction from the cellar.

Bibi Dong's heart was gripped tightly by this tragic scene, as if an invisible hand was kneading it wantonly. All of this was like a series of sharp blades, piercing straight into the depths of her soul.

She arrived at the cellar. On the first day, Huliena was in tears, unconscious, waking up, and weeping again.
On the second and third days, Hu Liena stopped crying and ate the moss from the cellar until the arrival of the Spirit Hall personnel.
Bibi Dong withdrew her spiritual power.

"I, shed tears?"

She then realized that her eyes had become wet without her noticing, and two lines of tears were streaming down her cheeks.

Bibi Dong looked at Hu Liena on the bed, "Her experiences have deprived her of nourishment for her spiritual power. That nightmare caused her spiritual fluctuations to dissipate. I helped her fill this gap."

(End of this chapter)