Chapter 25 Plotting Against the Haotian Sect

"Unless what?"

Seeing Wang Zhao looking thoughtful, Bibi Dong's eyes lit up, and she quickly pressed him for details.

This little guy...

No matter how exceptionally talented someone is, isn't he still my student?

With that thought in mind, she quickly stopped caring that Wang Zhao's current level of understanding was a bit excessive.

After all, there is no concept of "body snatching" in the entire Douluo world. No matter how confused Bibi Dong was, she couldn't resist Wang Zhao's appearance as a seven-year-old child.

It's so deceptive.

"Unless, we need to ask the worshippers to intervene."

Wang Zhao succinctly stated.

Bibi Dong wasn't stupid; she understood immediately.

but……

Now that Qian Daoliu has completely entrusted this task to her, will he still send a powerful person to assist her?

Seemingly sensing Bibi Dong's doubts, Wang Zhao continued to explain:

"Don't worry, Senior Qian Daoliu has just experienced the pain of losing his son. He won't assign you, Sister Dong'er, an impossible task. Otherwise, he would be slapping himself in the face."

"Sister Dong'er, your mission is actually quite simple: to teach the Haotian Sect a lesson and damage its foundation. As long as you don't wipe them out, be as ruthless as possible. Don't worry about anything else."

"As for asking a powerful enshrined expert to help, Sister Dong'er, you can just go to the Hall of Enshrined Experts and let them know."

"At the same time, Senior Qian Daoliu entrusted this task to you, presumably so that you would demonstrate your attitude and have sufficient means through this operation."

"Sister Dong'er, you can think of this as a papal test..."

"I see."

Wang Zhao's words made Bibi Dong suddenly realize the truth.

"So, Wang Zhao, what are your thoughts on putting pressure on the Haotian Sect?"

She asked again instinctively.

"have……"

As Wang Zhao spoke, he secretly gave a sinister smile.

I don't want to have too many of these kinds of thoughts...

Hehehe!

Although Haotian Sect and Wang Zhao did not have any direct enmity, since he came to this world and chose to be on the opposing side of the protagonist group, it was only natural for him to suppress the future support of the protagonist group.

Not to mention the Haotian Sect, Wang Zhao doesn't intend to let go of the four major single-attribute sects either, especially the legendary Li (Power) clan.

As for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus School...

It's not that we can't try to make a plan.

At worst, if the plan fails, we can fully support Bibi Dong's Soul Hunting Operation in the future and wipe them all out.

Hehe~

Wang Zhao then gave an evil smile, which made Bibi Dong and Die beside him feel a little creeped out.

But he quickly reverted to his "innocent" demeanor.

They were almost there, making the two women, who were respectively Soul Saints and Soul Douluos, wonder if they had just seen things wrong.

Such a cute little boy...

What bad intentions could they possibly have?

Right?

but--

"Sister Dong'er, I suggest you do this, and then do it again later..."

"..."

After hearing what Wang Zhao said next, they quickly became even more convinced of their own opinion of him.

This kid has been pretending for over a year.

So, he was all bark and no bite?!

……

Night falls.

There are fewer people in the library tonight. I suppose the news of Qian Xunji's death has already spread throughout Wuhun City, and everyone has probably gone back to their respective families for meetings.

These guys might not be entirely loyal to the Spirit Hall as a whole, but their roots are firmly planted in the Spirit Hall. They share the Spirit Hall's glory and its downfall, so they are much more reliable than the three upper sects' empty words of "being of the same blood."

Wang Zhao didn't think much of it; after all, he hadn't come to the library to socialize with or build relationships with those family members.

"Xiaoxue, have you eaten dinner?"

He picked up a stack of books and walked to a familiar spot, instinctively greeting the person in front of him.

Over the past year, Wang Zhao has become accustomed to sitting down in a certain spot in the library, only to have a girl suddenly appear beside her, breaking her invisibility, and "disturb" her.

But today, for the first time, the girl was absent.

She's not here.

"By the way, with Qian Xunji in trouble, how could she possibly be in the mood to come over..."

After a slight pause, Wang Zhao quickly understood the reason, shook his head, and continued to sit down and open the book as if nothing had happened.

He was like this before he met Qian Renxue; now he's just back to normal.

Ok……

Wang Zhao casually flipped through a few pages of the book, then suddenly frowned.

Why am I a little absent-minded?

You can't even read a book?

strangeness.

He straightened his body slightly and twisted his neck left and right, seemingly just doing simple exercises, but in the end he couldn't help but fix his gaze on the left.

That was where the girl often sat.

I wonder how she is now...

"Ugh."

Thinking of this, Wang Zhao silently pounded his head.

Calm as he was, he seemed to have already realized his situation.

He couldn't help but fall silent.

……

Night deepened.

Wang Zhao walked out of the library and closed the door. Just as he was about to lock it, he suddenly felt someone hug him tightly from behind.

"Mmm..."

A faint sob reached his ears at the same time.

He suddenly stopped what he was doing, his body stiffened slightly, as if he realized something, and then neither moved nor spoke.

The scene seemed to freeze at that moment.

It wasn't until the person behind him gradually stopped crying that he spoke first.

Why aren't you saying anything?

"What did you say?"

Wang Zhao asked.

Upon hearing this, the girl couldn't help but puff out her cheeks. Suddenly, her eyes reddened, and she buried her face deeply in Wang Zhao's back, murmuring indistinctly:

"I'm sorry I couldn't come today..."

"Why should I say sorry?"

Wang Zhao asked again.

"I……"

The girl's body trembled involuntarily.

Are you angry with me?

At this moment, Wang Zhao turned around.

When he saw the girl's delicate appearance, even he couldn't help but feel a little flustered.

I'm really sick...

He thought to himself, but slowly raised his hand and placed it on Qian Renxue's small head.

After absorbing his first spirit ring, his height was about the same as Qian Renxue's.

"No, but you, why are you crying like a kitten?"

"I……"

Wang Zhao's mention of it only made Qian Renxue feel like she was about to cry again.

She wrinkled her little nose and tried to hold it in for a while, but in the end she couldn't hold it in anymore and burst into tears again, throwing herself into Wang Zhao's arms and burying her head in her hands.

"well……"

Wang Zhao paused for a moment, sighed silently with a complex expression, and then raised his other hand to embrace the girl.

"...You're the one who looks like a tabby cat."

They didn't know how much time had passed; time seemed to have lost its meaning in their eyes.

She nestled in his not-so-broad, but exceptionally warm, embrace and mumbled something.

……

……

Writing delicate emotional storylines is so difficult!

(End of this chapter)

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