Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Rift Throne, Divine Weapon Transformation

"You are Qian Renxue? The daughter of the former Pope Qian Xunji, the current successor of the Angel Clan, a genius with innate level 20 soul power? What level are you now?"

Level 34.

Qian Renxue was pleased by Yu Xiaochuan's praise, thinking that this little devil wasn't so annoying after all.

If he accepts my challenge, I'll go easy on him later.

"Hmm, a level 34 Soul Master, with the top-tier Martial Soul Six-Winged Angel, is challenging me, a level 9 Soul Warrior, and my Martial Soul is still the useless Martial Soul Green Caterpillar."

"I can't win no matter how I look at it, therefore, I concede!"

Yu Xiaochuan immediately admitted defeat and then used his head to hit Qian Renxue.

After all, Qian Renxue isn't that good-for-nothing Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaochuan knew his own limitations. He had only managed a pyrrhic victory against Yu Tianheng, who was at level twelve, so fighting Qian Renxue, who was at level thirty-four, was a piece of cake.

It was a situation where defeat was inevitable, with absolutely no room for resistance.

"How could you just give up like that! You're a boy, where did your boyish dignity go?!"

Qian Renxue blushed slightly after hearing Yu Xiaochuan's words.

Yes, the difference is huge.

But when she heard Yu Xiaochuan admit defeat, she immediately became anxious.

If she doesn't have a competition, how can she properly teach Yu Xiaochuan a lesson?

She absolutely had to give this kid a good beating for stealing her mother's affection, otherwise she wouldn't feel comfortable.

"Alright then, you're level nine and don't have any spirit rings, so I won't use spirit rings or spirit skills either. Is that fair?"

Qian Renxue had no choice but to add some restrictions to herself to make the competition appear fairer.

Even without using spirit rings or spirit skills, Qian Renxue still has a huge advantage.

Whether in terms of the quantity and quality of soul power or physical fitness, they have an overwhelming advantage.

"Do you really think this is fair? I'd be crazy to compete with you!"

Yu Xiaochuan was speechless, looking at Qian Renxue, that hateful little blonde girl.

If you want to beat me up, just say so.

"Your Holiness the Pope!"

A voice came from afar; it was the voice of the guards in the Spirit Hall's library after they saw Pope Bibi Dong.

Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue immediately put on the act of being a good girl.

Feeling extremely guilty, he looked at the book he had borrowed, praying in his heart that Yu Xiaochuan would not tell his mother what had just happened.

Otherwise, if she doesn't like her mother to begin with, she'll like herself even less.

Yu Xiaochuan turned his head and saw a beautiful woman walking towards him. His face lit up with surprise and delight. "Mother!"

"Xiao Chuan, how are you? Are you getting used to it here? Mom brought you lunch."

As Bibi Dong finished speaking, a maid placed a food box on the table beside her.

Some exquisite dishes were taken out and placed on the table.

"Thank you, Mother."

Yu Xiaochuan was hungry.

Bibi Dong sat down as well, picked up her chopsticks and started picking up dishes, but mostly gave them to Yu Xiaochuan.

For the past few days, Bibi Dong has been personally delivering meals to him and eating with him, and Yu Xiaochuan has gotten used to it.

However, this scene made Qian Renxue, who was sitting not far away, glare with envy and jealousy.

Her mother had never been this kind to her before; she had never eaten with her mother at all.

The treatment that Yu Xiaochuan enjoyed was something she could only dream of, something that could only happen in her dreams.

"Mother, I'm here too."

Qian Renxue couldn't help but speak up.

Even though Bibi Dong came these past few days, and she clearly saw her, they treated her like she wasn't there.

Qian Renxue had been holding back for several days, pretending to be engrossed in reading, but today she finally couldn't take it anymore.

"Oh, you're here too. I didn't even notice you before."

Bibi Dong glanced at Qian Renxue, showing no intention of inviting her to dine with her.

She felt disgusted even looking at the child; seeing her was like seeing that bastard Qian Xunji.

Fortunately, he would never have to see Qian Xunji again, and he had become the Pope of the Spirit Hall.

"Mother, I've broken through! I've gone from level 33 to level 34."

Qian Renxue looked at Bibi Dong longingly, hoping to receive a compliment from her.

"Oh, a breakthrough in cultivation, that's normal."

After saying this, Bibi Dong lost all interest in talking to Qian Renxue and didn't even bother to give her a glance.

They focused their attention on Yu Xiaochuan, watching him eat the food they had picked for him with a happy expression.

Compared to Qian Renxue, Bibi Dong's biological daughter, Yu Xiaochuan, who had only been at the Spirit Hall for a few days, seemed more like Bibi Dong's biological son.

"Mother, I read several books today."

After finishing his lunch, Yu Xiaochuan reported what he had done that day to Bibi Dong and immediately received her praise.

"You're such a good son, Xiao Chuan. Reading must be tiring, let me give you a massage."

Bibi Dong immediately felt sorry for him and hugged Yu Xiaochuan in her arms, rubbing his head to relieve his fatigue from reading.

This scene made Qian Renxue grit her teeth, her anger rising rapidly, and she felt like she was going to grind her teeth to dust.

It's just reading a few books, what's so hard about that?!

He had finally made a breakthrough and wanted to receive his mother's praise, but she ignored him. However, this boy had only read a few books, yet it made his mother feel heartbroken.

Qian Renxue sometimes really doubted whether she was her mother's biological daughter, when she was clearly her mother's biological daughter!

This brat was just lucky enough to be adopted by his mother.

Qian Renxue endured the pain until her liver ached unbearably, and her anger caused her liver and stomach to ache. Finally, she endured until Bibi Dong left.

After Bibi Dong left, Qian Renxue stood up abruptly, walked quickly to Yu Xiaochuan's side, and looked at him with a face full of resentment.

"We have to fight, or this isn't over!"

"Huh? You haven't left yet? I only didn't tell Mother about your situation because I felt sorry for you. I didn't expect you to dare to challenge me."

Yu Xiaochuan looked at Qian Renxue helplessly.

This is actually a pitiful child.

Because of her father Qianxun Jiqian's despicable deeds, Bibi Dong practically treated her as if she didn't exist, and she didn't strangle her because she was worried about Qian Daoliu.

Therefore, even though Qian Renxue tried her best to gain Bibi Dong's approval, it was all in vain.

This isn't Qian Renxue's fault, nor is it Bibi Dong's fault; anyone would have done the same. In this matter, Qian Xunji did indeed make a mistake.

"Please, please don't tell Mother what happened to me, I beg you."

Qian Renxue's face turned pale upon hearing Yu Xiaochuan's words.

She knew how much Bibi Dong doted on Yu Xiaochuan.

If Yu Xiaochuan is just a stranger in her mother's eyes, then she is her mother's precious treasure.

She is the apple of my eye, cherished and protected in every way.

If Yu Xiaochuan were to say bad things about himself to his mother, his mother would definitely hate him even more.

"Hmm—that depends on your performance."

Yu Xiaochuan looked at Qian Renxue and smiled.

Miss, you don't want me to tell your mother about your situation, do you?