Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends

"Qian Renxue, you surprise me time and time again."

Bibi Dong's gaze sharpened again: "Who is the child's father? Someone from the Heaven Dou royal family? Or..."

Chapter 54 Cultivation Arrangement

Qian Renxue pursed her lips tightly. She would never tell Bibi Dong the details about Eva and the angel's soul bone. This was her last line of defense and bargaining chip.

“That’s not important.” Qian Renxue turned her head, her voice low and weary. “What’s important is that she is my daughter. She possesses unparalleled talent and faces the greatest danger. All I need to know is, Your Holiness, are you willing to help?”

Qian Renxue threw the question back to Bibi Dong, her heart leaping into her throat.

She revealed her biggest secret, exposing her vulnerability to her most dangerous and closest enemy; success or failure hinged on this moment.

Bibi Dong fell silent again. She slowly walked back to the throne, but did not sit down. Instead, she turned her back to Qian Renxue and looked at the huge emblem of the Spirit Hall on the wall.

Her inner world was far less calm than it appeared.

Qian Renxue has a child.

This fact, like a pebble thrown into a deep pool, rippled with complex emotions in Bibi Dong's cold heart.

It was an extremely unfamiliar feeling, a mixture of shock, absurdity, and a faint touch.

That child, by blood, is also her granddaughter.

This thought made Bibi Dong feel inexplicably irritated and resistant. She hated everything related to Qian Xunji, Qian Renxue, and this child who suddenly appeared!

However, twin martial souls.

As someone who also possesses twin martial souls, she understands the difficulty of this path better than anyone else.

The fear of being burst by immense energy at any moment, the hardship of finding a suitable spirit ring, the loneliness of having no one to confide in and no one to guide you.

If that child really did die because no one was there to guide him.

Bibi Dong frowned deeply. She despised the Qian family, but she also cherished the unparalleled talent of twin martial souls.

To some extent, she even had a kind of paranoia about her own kind.

The destruction of a genius with twin martial souls, even if that genius was of the Qian family bloodline, still evoked a strange sense of resistance in her.

Moreover, this might be an opportunity?

This is an excellent opportunity to manipulate Qian Renxue and even influence Qian Daoliu.

A cold, calculating glint flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes. Helping that child did not mean accepting them.

On the contrary, controlling that child's cultivation path is equivalent to choking Qian Renxue by the throat.

In the future, whether it's coercion or control, it will be much more effective.

After a long while, Bibi Dong slowly turned around, her face regaining its unfathomable calm, but her eyes were even more profound than before.

"I can help you."

These four simple words made Qian Renxue's heart skip a beat, and her eyes instantly lit up with surprise!

However, Bibi Dong's next words immediately poured cold water on her enthusiasm.

“However,” Bibi Dong’s voice was cold and ruthless, “I have conditions.”

"First, everything about this child must be kept absolutely secret. Before she has enough strength to protect herself, her existence and talents must not be known to the outside world, especially her second martial soul."

This is to protect geniuses with twin martial souls, and also to better control them.

"Secondly, her cultivation must proceed entirely according to my plan. I will give you the key points and precautions for the early stages of cultivation, but after level 70, every additional soul ring must be personally supervised and decided by me. You are not allowed to act on your own."

This shows that Bibi Dong wants to firmly grasp control in her own hands.

“Third,” Bibi Dong’s gaze was fixed on Qian Renxue, “I want you to promise that under no circumstances in the future will this child become my enemy.”

This last condition is particularly meaningful. She not only wants to control the child's cultivation, but also to eliminate any potential threat the child might pose to her in the future.

Upon hearing these conditions, Qian Renxue's joy quickly cooled, replaced by a heavy sense of suffocation.

She knew that this meant entrusting her daughter's future largely to Bibi Dong, making her subject to his control.

But did she have a choice?

No.

Compared to the risk of her daughter exploding and dying, she had no choice but to accept these conditions.

Qian Renxue closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and when she opened them again, all that remained in her eyes was a cold and resolute expression.

"Okay," she heard her own voice say. "I agree to everything."

She had no choice but to do this for Snow White.

Bibi Dong looked at Qian Renxue's expression, which seemed to be signing a humiliating treaty, and a cold, victorious smile curled at the corner of her lips.

"Very good." She said calmly, "Later, I will have someone send the key points of the initial cultivation to the Hall of Offerings. Remember your promise, Qian Renxue."

She waved her hand, indicating that Qian Renxue could leave.

Qian Renxue gave Bibi Dong a deep look, her gaze complex and unreadable, containing gratitude, humiliation, vigilance, and a profound determination.

Then, she turned around and walked out of the Papal Palace without looking back.

Watching Qian Renxue's departing figure, Bibi Dong's cold expression gradually faded, replaced by an extremely complex and incomprehensible look.

She slowly sat back on her throne, her fingers unconsciously tapping the armrests.

"Daughter, twin martial souls, six-winged angel." She murmured to herself, her purple eyes flashing with an obscure light.

In the silent Papal Palace, after a long while, a sigh of ambiguity was heard.

……

Nottingham City, Nottingham College.

In an office piled high with books and files.

After returning to his office, Yu Xiaogang did not rest, but immediately sat down at his desk and began writing furiously, his face showing an almost fanatical excitement.

He is planning the future soul ring pairings for the two newly discovered treasures. Although Tang San and Cinderella have not yet become his disciples, Yu Xiaogang believes it is only a matter of time.

“Blue Silver Grass, first spirit ring… Ghost Vine? Excellent binding ability, but lacks growth potential and resilience…” Yu Xiaogang muttered to himself, his brows furrowed, occasionally getting up to search through the thick spirit beast atlases and spirit ring theory books on the bookshelf behind him that reached the ceiling.

“Crystal Shoes, a mutated martial soul of the mental type or special agility type, uncertain... The first soul ring needs to focus on charm, mental interference or speed enhancement... Illusionary Fox? Light and Shadow Leopard?” He fell into another kind of happy trouble.

Yu Xiaogang was completely immersed in his theoretical world, as if he could already see his two disciples, under his brilliant guidance, obtaining the best soul rings, soaring to great heights, and ultimately making his name, Yu Xiaogang, resound throughout the continent.

Just then, the light in the office seemed to dim inexplicably.

A heavy, oppressive feeling silently spread through the office, and the oil lamp on the desk flickered violently, as if it might go out at any moment.

Chapter 55 Tang Hao's Threat

Yu Xiaogang shivered violently, instantly snapping out of his frenzy, and abruptly raised his head.

Before he knew it, there was someone else sitting in front of his desk!

A man of unusually tall and robust build was shrouded in a large black cloak, with the brim of his hat pulled low, obscuring his face.

But just by standing there, he was like an ancient mountain, exuding a suffocating stench of blood and a terrifying pressure.

The air in the office seemed to have become thick and cold.

Yu Xiaogang's heart pounded wildly, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back. He opened his mouth, but found that he could not make a sound. A huge fear instantly enveloped him.

The man in black slowly raised his head, and beneath the brim of his hat, a pair of cloudy yet sharp, hawk-like eyes coldly locked onto him.

The icy killing intent in those eyes made Yu Xiaogang feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his blood almost freezing.

Then, Yu Xiaogang witnessed an even more terrifying scene.

The man in black didn't speak, but slowly raised his right hand. In an instant, a gigantic, jet-black hammer, seemingly capable of absorbing all light, flashed past behind him.

Although it was only a fleeting glimpse, the strange patterns engraved on the hammerhead and the domineering power it contained made Yu Xiaogang instantly recognize its origin!

Immediately afterwards, nine spirit rings rose up one after another at the man's feet: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, and red.

"Hao...Haotian...Douluo..."

Yu Xiaogang's teeth chattered as he almost uttered this name that shook the continent.

His legs went weak and he almost collapsed to the ground. He never dreamed that the legendary Haotian Douluo, the fierce man who killed the Pope, would appear in front of him in this way.

Tang Hao looked at the theoretical master in front of him, who was so frightened that he almost lost control of his bladder, and a hint of contempt flashed in his eyes.

He spoke in a hoarse voice, with an undeniable command: "I heard you want to take my child as your apprentice?"

Yu Xiaogang's mind went blank, and he instinctively wanted to deny it, saying that he did not know his child.

But under that terrifying pressure and those eyes that seemed to see through his soul, his brain worked at high speed and he instantly sorted out his thoughts: Tang San and Cinderella were Tang Hao's children.

"Hmph." Tang Hao snorted coldly, "You have a good eye. Tang San has twin martial souls. The other one is the Clear Sky Hammer."

These words struck Yu Xiaogang like a thunderbolt.

Although he had made a guess, the confirmation from Haotian Douluo still shocked him beyond measure!

Tang Hao continued, his tone even colder: "You, although you are a piece of trash, do have some useless knowledge, especially regarding twin martial souls and martial soul mutations."

Being called trash to his face made Yu Xiaogang's face burn, but he dared not refute it at all. Instead, he felt a strange sense of honor because the other party had affirmed the value of his theory.

"Listen," Tang Hao continued, "My children are entrusted to your guidance. I hope you will impart all your knowledge to them and help them become stronger! But..."

His tone shifted abruptly, a murderous intent emanating from him as he said to Yu Xiaogang, "If I find out that you dare to hold anything back, use them, or let them suffer even the slightest harm, I will make you regret ever being born. Under the Haotian Hammer, no one is ever left with a whole corpse!"

A terrifying killing intent overwhelmed Yu Xiaogang like a tidal wave; he felt as if he would be crushed in the next moment.

Yu Xiaogang immediately pledged his loyalty, saying, "I wouldn't dare, I absolutely wouldn't dare! Your Majesty, rest assured! I will do everything in my power to raise these two children to be successful! If I have any disloyal intentions, may I be struck by lightning!"

However, amidst this extreme fear, Yu Xiaogang looked at the man before him who resembled a demon god, and at the crimson 100,000-year soul ring at his feet, and a twisted yet fanatical worship welled up in his heart.

Yu Xiaogang was ashamed of his talent throughout his life and hated the Spirit Hall, especially the Pope Qian Xunji who separated him from Bibi Dong!

The man before me did what I had always dreamed of but could never do: he killed Qian Xunji.

He was an enemy of the Spirit Hall, and a hero who vented Yu Xiaogang's anger.

The fear in Yu Xiaogang's heart was quickly replaced by worship. The look in Yu Xiaogang's eyes when he looked at Tang Hao was full of awe and a kind of crazy desire to follow him.