Douluo Continent: Bibi Dong's Start with the Secret Chamber and Qian Xunji

Qian Xunji closed her eyes, and the night a month ago involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

He thought he had everything under control.

That night, when he pushed open the door to the secret room, he was certain of his decision.

He knew that Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang had completely broken up, and that she was in her most vulnerable and helpless moment.

He thought that as long as he applied a little more pressure and gave a little more "care", this stubborn disciple would completely submit and obediently become his caged bird.

Just as he had planned all along.

But who could have imagined—

That power.

Qian Xunji's fingers curled up unconsciously.

He has lived for over forty years. As a level 95 Title Douluo, the inheritor of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, and the Pope of the Spirit Hall, he has seen countless soul skills and experienced all kinds of strange abilities.

But he had never seen or even heard of the power that erupted from Bibi Dong's body.

That's not soul power.

Soul power is traceable. Regardless of its attribute or level of pressure, soul power has its own rules of operation and methods of countering it.

But that power was completely different. It ignored all his defenses, penetrated his soul power barrier, and acted directly on his body and soul.

It's like boiling water poured onto ice and snow; there's no room for resistance.

In the blink of an eye, his proud level 95 soul power was completely sealed, and even his martial soul could not sense it.

This feeling of absolute suppression reminded him of the legacy of a thousand families.

The Qian family, of the same lineage, has passed down the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul through generations. This is the most powerful Martial Soul in the Douluo Continent, bar none, and its origin can be traced back to the ancient deity—the Angel God.

As the direct descendant of the Qian family, Qian Xunji knew from a young age that divine blessings flowed in the blood of his family.

His father, Qian Daoliu, was a level 99 Title Douluo and the Grand Elder of the Angel Temple. He spent his entire life pursuing the approval of the Angel God.

As for Qian Xunji himself, as the son of Qian Daoliu, he should have been the most qualified candidate to inherit the divine position.

But the God of Angels did not choose him.

No matter how hard he tried, no matter what level he cultivated his Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul to, that god never sent down any divine decree.

Although Qian Daoliu didn't say it, Qian Xunji knew that the disappointment in his father's eyes was impossible to hide.

So when that power erupted from Bibi Dong's body, an absurd thought flashed through his mind.

The power of the gods.

Only the power of a god could so easily crush a level 95 Title Douluo.

But... how could Bibi Dong possibly receive the favor of the gods?

She was just an ordinary Soul Master. Although twin Martial Souls are rare, they are not unprecedented.

Her talent was indeed exceptional, but far from being enough to earn the favor of the gods.

Moreover, she never showed any sign of being connected with God.

If she truly received divine favor, when did that happen?

Chihiro recalled every detail before that night.

After Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang broke up under her scheme, he deliberately summoned her back to the Spirit Hall and brought her to this secret room under the guise of "comforting" her.

At that time, Bibi Dong had empty eyes, a haggard face, and was surrounded by an aura of despair.

He was certain that she was real at that time, without any pretense.

In other words, that power awakened in the secret room.

Before he pushed open that door, in that brief moment when he thought everything was under control, something happened to Bibi Dong.

Even though he had guessed that, Qian Xunji still couldn't understand another thing.

If Bibi Dong obtained the power of a god and sealed his soul power for self-preservation and revenge, then why did she...?

Qian Xunji clenched her teeth tightly.

For the past month, Bibi Dong has come to the secret room every few days.

She rarely spoke, simply doing what she wanted to do indifferently, and then leaving without a second thought.

That attitude was less about revenge and more about...using.

Yes, it's about using it.

It's like using a tool.

Qian Xunji was absolutely certain that Bibi Dong had no feelings for him whatsoever, let alone love.

Those purple eyes held no love, no tenderness, not even much hatred. There was only one thing in them—purpose.

Each time she came, she had a specific purpose.

But what is the purpose?

Why would you do this to him?

If it was to humiliate or torment him, then she should have enjoyed the process more.

She would mock him, revel in his humiliation, and display the posture of a victor in front of him.

But she didn't. She just mechanically performed the action and then left.

It was as if... she needed something from him.

But what can he give her?

What could a cripple whose soul power has been sealed possibly want from her?

Aside from bloodlines.

She should have loathed it to the extreme, so why did she choose to give birth to her own bloodline?

Chihiro couldn't understand it.

But he knew one thing.

He's finished.

It's completely over.

Even if Bibi Dong releases him one day, he can never go back to the way things were before.

The Spirit Hall will not accept a deposed pope. Those elders, those branch bishops, those who once knelt at his feet and hailed "Your Majesty the Pope," will abandon him immediately.

They were not loyal to Qian Xunji as a person, but to the position of Pope, to themselves who possessed the strength of a level 95 Title Douluo.

Even a thousand streams wouldn't know.

His father, the high-ranking Grand Master, always valued only talent and ability.

Since he failed to gain the approval of the Angel God back then, Qian Daoliu had already placed his hopes on the next generation.

Now that he's a cripple, how will Qian Daoliu view him?

There probably won't even be a sigh.

Qian Xunji clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, and warm liquid seeped out between his fingers.

He, the Pope, had actually been reduced to...

What?

A plaything? A tool? A pathetic creature imprisoned in a secret room, waiting to be "used" at any moment?

Qian Xunji gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with resentment and humiliation.

But there was nothing he could do.

Without soul power, he couldn't even open the door to this secret room.

The guards outside the door, who used to obey him without question, now only take orders from Bibi Dong. He was like a wild beast trapped in a cage, even his struggles seemed ridiculous.

Just then, the door to the secret room was pushed open.

The familiar sound made Qian Xunji's body instinctively stiffen.

He looked up and saw Bibi Dong's figure appear at the door.

The candlelight spread behind her, casting shadows over her face, leaving only her purple eyes gleaming with a cold, eerie light in the darkness.

She didn't say anything, she just stepped in.

The stone gate slowly closed behind her.

As Qian Xunji watched her approach step by step, a strong sense of humiliation welled up in his throat.

He wanted to say something, to curse her, to question her, to hurl the most vicious insults at her.

But when the words reached his lips, he couldn't utter a single one.

Because he knew that no matter what he said, she wouldn't react.

As expected, Bibi Dong didn't look at him, but instead began to take off her outer robe as usual.

Chihiro closed her eyes.

Forget it.

If you can't resist, then enjoy it.

……

Silence returned to the secret room.

Bibi Dong stood up and straightened her robes. Her movements remained calm and elegant, as if what had just happened was merely a routine matter.

She didn't look at Qian Xunji lying on the bed like a dead fish, and turned to walk towards the stone door.

He didn't say a single extra word from beginning to end.

Qian Xunji lay there, staring blankly at the stone wall above her.

He no longer felt any humiliation from Bibi Dong's behavior.

Over the past month, his emotions have been repeatedly crushed, reassembled, and crushed again, until now, only a numb emptiness remains.

The sound of the stone gate opening and closing rang out, followed by the sound of footsteps gradually fading away.

He was all alone again.

Qian Xunji slowly raised her hand, looking at the bloody marks she had made on her palm. The wounds had stopped bleeding, but they still throbbed faintly.

This pain is nothing compared to even a fraction of what he feels inside.

……

Outside the sealed room.

Bibi Dong walked down the long corridor, moonlight streaming through the high windows and casting dappled shadows on her face.

Her brows furrowed slightly.

After leaving the secret room area, she stopped at a deserted corner.

Her hand unconsciously went to her lower abdomen, she closed her eyes, and carefully sensed the state of her body.

A moment later, she opened her eyes, a barely perceptible hint of irritation flashing in her purple pupils.

There is still no sign of life developing.

Bibi Dong took a deep breath, suppressing the irritation in her heart.

She is a Soul Saint, and her control over her body far surpasses that of ordinary people.

She could sense the state of every organ in her body, perceive the flow of qi and blood, and detect the most subtle changes. But it was precisely because she perceived everything so clearly that she was even more certain—

No.

There was nothing there.

Her body did not change at all.

This is the twelfth time this month.

Logically speaking, given her Soul Saint-level physique and the strength of Qian Xunji's Title Douluo bloodline, she shouldn't have remained silent for so long.

Could it really be because Qian Xunji's soul power was sealed, leading to a decrease in bloodline activity?

Or……

Bibi Dong shook her head, not wanting to think about it any further.

There is still time.

The exam gave her two years, and she's only had a little over a month left. It's too early to be anxious.

But she didn't want to wait that long.

With each passing day, her situation became more perilous. Although Qian Daoliu was temporarily appeased, Bibi Dong always felt that the old fox wouldn't stay still forever.

For the past month or so, she could feel Qian Daoliu's occasional glances.

Although he said and did nothing, Bibi Dong always felt like she was being pricked by a thorn in her side.

Therefore, she needed a talisman, and her child was her best protection.

Therefore, she must have a child as soon as possible.

Of course, completing the divine test is the first priority, but it is by no means the only priority.

Over the past month, while handling the affairs of the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong has also been secretly observing Qian Xunji's confidants.