Douluo Continent: An Adventure Begins in Wuhun City

Bibi Dong subconsciously took two steps back, feeling a sense of crisis towards Qian Xunji in front of her for some reason.

Even though he was her teacher, he made her feel uneasy.

However, just as Qian Xunji approached Bibi Dong and was about to raise his palm, a sudden, cold wind abruptly blew through the airtight room.

Instantly, the ever-growing desire in Qian Xunji's heart was extinguished, and he regained his senses.

Thinking about his desires and actions just now, his wide-open eyes were filled with shock, and his cheeks were soaked with cold sweat.

"Teacher, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Qian Xunji suddenly stop moving, his body unsteady and swaying, Bibi Dong withdrew the soul power she had subconsciously gathered earlier.

At this moment, she felt that Qian Xunji seemed to have returned to normal.

"I...I'm fine. You rest for the night, and head to the City of Slaughter first thing tomorrow morning without delay! There's no need to go to the Papal Palace to say goodbye!"

Suppressing her fear and panic, Qian Xunji gave a heavy instruction before hurriedly leaving Bibi Dong's house.

At the same time, a shrill scream filled with shock and anger came from the void.

"Who! Who ruined my plans?! Show yourself!"

An extremely terrifying wave erupted from the black figure, sweeping across every corner of the void.

Suddenly, the dark figure seemed to sense something. The surging waves around her froze, and she stood still, staring sharply at a certain point in the void.

There, a ripple gently spread, and then a figure dressed in a black robe slowly emerged from the ripple.

His face looked slightly old, with a kind smile. If one ignored the evil energy surging behind him, one might mistake him for a harmless old man.

With a faint smile, the old man spoke to the dark figure with purple eyes.

"Rakshasa, human love is preordained. Your interference may cause some negative consequences."

The black figure known as Rakshasa was taken aback when it saw the old man, then spoke slowly and deliberately through gritted teeth.

"Evil, wicked, god, king!"

But then, Rakshasa suppressed her anger and said...

"The God-King is right to reprimand me. I acted too hastily. I thank the God-King for stopping me and preventing me from making a grave mistake. In that case, wouldn't it be against the rules for me to directly impose the divine test?"

For some reason, Rakshasa felt a bad premonition upon seeing the Evil God King. She didn't want to delay any longer and wanted to quickly bind Bibi Dong, her successor.

"Divine test? Didn't you already send down the divine test and choose a successor?"

However, the evil being spoke with a half-smile, then flicked its finger, and a slender figure materialized in the void.

The figure was none other than Liu Erlong.

Upon seeing this, Rakshasa naturally understood what evil was, and his face instantly turned extremely ugly as he gritted his teeth and spoke.

"Your Majesty, what you're doing is far too domineering! I was the one who set my sights on Bibi Dong first!"

"Is it?"

Evil glanced at Rakshasa indifferently, then a wisp of black mist condensed in his hand, and pointed a finger at the image of Bibi Dong in front of him.

Then, a streak of dark light flashed across the sky above the Spirit Hall and silently landed on Bibi Dong inside the manor.

After the black light entered Bibi Dong's body, her body trembled inexplicably. Then, some scattered purple light particles could be seen emanating from the surface of Bibi Dong's crystal-clear skin.

"Now, she's the one I've set my sights on. Take your remaining divine power and go find your successor. Don't let it dissipate later."

After doing all this, the evil one smiled and said something to the Rakshasa, then flicked his sleeves and disappeared from the spot, his figure becoming illusory.

Only Rakshasa remained, roaring in terror and fury in the boundless void...

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 64 Five Years Later, Bibi Tom's Coronation

Back in the Papal Palace, Chihiro staggered to her seat, cold sweat beading on her forehead, and fidgeted restlessly.

Throughout his life, he lived under the strict guidance of Qian Daoliu, adhering to the sacred path of angels without ever daring to slacken.

Although he felt somewhat repressed, he wanted to train Bibi Dong to be successful as soon as possible and take over her affairs so that she could get rid of her current tedious life.

But surely it wouldn't lead to a complete mental breakdown, causing one to harbor such terrifying evil thoughts?

For Qian Xunji, who had always followed the rules and regulations, ethical norms were far more important than those of ordinary people.

In his view, incest between teachers and students was utterly outrageous and crossed the line of his conscience.

He simply couldn't imagine what terrifying consequences would have occurred if he hadn't regained consciousness at the last moment.

"Could it be that I've been alone for too long, causing this? The union of yin and yang is a natural human process, and my suppression of myself is against all reason..."

Qian Xunji's brows furrowed with uncertainty. After much deliberation, he finally made a decision, slowly rose from his seat, and went to the main entrance.

White wings unfurled behind him, and he soared into the air, speeding toward a magnificent building in the distance.

Worship Hall.

It is another important institution of the Spirit Hall, and together with the Papal Palace, they perform their respective duties and jointly manage the vast system of the Spirit Hall.

As he slowly descended, Qian Xunji arrived at the entrance of the Hall of Worship. Looking at the long-unseen building, the image of his father's meticulous and serious face immediately flashed into his mind, and an unnatural expression appeared on his face.

He really wouldn't want to come and see his father if things weren't so urgent.

With a sigh in her heart, Qian Xunji still pushed open the door of the offering hall.

After entering the main gate and passing through the front hall, we arrived at the main hall.

Upon entering, Qian Xunji saw a slightly thin figure dressed in pure white, kneeling on one knee before a huge and magnificent angel statue, praying with his eyes closed.

As a son, Qian Xunji naturally knew how important prayer was to Qian Daoliu and could not be disturbed, so he pursed his lips and walked aside to wait quietly.

A moment later, accompanied by a flash of pure white light, a song as innocent as a child's melody rose and fell from the darkness.

Qian Daoliu, who was standing in front of the statue, finally stood up slowly, opened his eyes, looked at Qian Xunji in the corner of the hall, and said calmly.

"What, how come you've decided to come here today to see this lonely old woman?"

His tone carried a hint of dissatisfaction.

Although Qian Xunji's aptitude was not outstanding and he was unable to inherit the position of the angel god, he felt regretful about this as the representative of the angel god.

But as a father, he is gratified that Qian Xunji has grown up under his constant supervision and has become a qualified pope who is conscientious in his duties.

The only thing he was unhappy about was that, ever since Qian Xunji became Pope, he had been hiding in the Papal Palace every day, citing his busy official duties.

Sometimes, they wouldn't come to the offering hall even once for months.

He introduced Qian Xunji to outstanding women on the mainland several times, but she declined each time, preventing him from having a son or daughter and allowing the old man to enjoy the joys of family life.

Therefore, Qian Daoliu harbored some resentment towards Qian Xunji.

Upon hearing this, Qian Xunji's eyes twitched. Don't you have any idea why he doesn't come to the Hall of Offerings?

However, Qian Xunji had no desire to discuss these trivial matters with Qian Daoliu.

The direct and straightforward approach.

"Didn't you introduce me to a woman before? Is she married now?"

Qian Daoliu was taken aback upon hearing this, then suddenly turned around and looked directly at Qian Xunji. His eyes, which had been half-closed, widened, and he looked Qian Xunji up and down with surprise.

"You...you've thought it through? You've decided to get married?"

Seeing Qian Daoliu's strong reaction, Qian Xunji was speechless and nodded helplessly.

"You could think of it that way."

Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu was delighted, but also looked troubled, saying with a hint of disappointment.

"Why did it take you so long to realize this? All the women I found for you before are already married."

"And you, as the Pope of my Spirit Hall, where am I supposed to find you a wife of equal social standing all at once?"

As Qian Daoliu reprimanded her, he frantically searched his mind for information, trying to find out if there was any woman among the current powers on the Douluo Continent who was worthy of Qian Xunji.

“Father, there’s no need to worry about matching social status. The right person we have is fine.”

Qian Xunji rubbed his temples and said, "If we really follow Qian Daoliu's way of thinking, it would take forever to find a suitable wife."

"So casual?"

Qian Daoliu narrowed his eyes. Qian Xunji's skills had been a bit off since he entered the room today, and now he was certain that Qian Xunji had probably encountered something.

Although he wanted to investigate, Qian Daoliu understood that Qian Xunji would never tell him, so after thinking about it, he agreed to Qian Xunji's request.

"The Swan Martial Soul of the Heaven Dou Royal Family, like the Angel Martial Soul, is of the Light attribute, and is extremely weak and easily covered up. If you were to marry a woman with the Swan Martial Soul, there is a high probability that an extremely pure Angel Martial Soul would be born."

"It just so happens that the Heaven Dou royal family has a princess with a Swan Martial Soul. Her talent is just average, like other royals, but she is exceptionally beautiful and highly praised throughout the Heaven Dou Empire. If you're not picky, then she's the one."

Qian Xunji had no objection upon hearing this and nodded in agreement.

"Okay, if Father thinks she's suitable, then she's the one."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Xunji turned and left without lingering.

Watching Qian Xunji's departing figure, Qian Daoliu narrowed his eyes, his thoughts unreadable, before looking towards the shadows to the side.

"Golden Crocodile, you heard that too, right? Go to Heaven Dou City and tell the old emperor that if he wants a peaceful old age and a smooth transfer of the throne, he should marry his youngest daughter to him."

As soon as the words were spoken, a cheerful voice came from the shadows.

"I understand, brother. Xiao Ji has finally come to his senses and is planning to get married. Congratulations on your upcoming grandchild!"

Hearing this voice, Qian Daoliu couldn't help but curl up his lips, and then laughed.

"Go."

······

Half a month later, a piece of news almost set the entire Douluo Continent ablaze.

The legendary Pope of the Spirit Hall has gotten married!

However, the identity of the bride was not announced to the public, and there was no grand wedding. The ceremony was simply held in Wuhun City, and no guests were invited.

A year later, Pope Chih-chi and his new wife had a daughter, and the whole city celebrated.

When the news spread, countless forces sent people to investigate, but without exception, they were all wiped out.