Chapter 18. Dream Connections.
Yu Xiaogang turned his back, hands clasped behind his back, quietly awaiting Bibi Dong's response.
But Bibi Dong's response remained unanswered, and Yu Xiaogang's eyebrows rose slightly.
This, this couldn't be right.
The Yu Xiaogang in the dream wasn't Yu Xiaogang, but a being manifested by the Rakshasa's divine consciousness. Through the Rakshasa's lens, Bibi Dong would always be impressed by Qian Renxue, and hatred would drive her insane. Under the Rakshasa's guidance, Bibi Dong would never truly reconcile with Qian Renxue.
In his eyes, Bibi Dong had killed Qian Xunji out of revenge, a minor evil. But devouring her own daughter's soul for revenge was a far greater sin. A Bibi Dong like this would become even more powerful, even more insane.
Perhaps she would become an even more powerful Rakshasa, capable of competing with Shura.
However, at this moment, his chosen successor hesitated.
Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but turn and look behind him. Qian Renxue, once emotionless and like a puppet, seemed to come alive. She understood Yu Xiaogang's words and knew he was asking her mother to kill her. Bibi Dong was hesitant.
"Mom, is Xue'er really that annoying to you?"
"What did Xue'er do wrong?"
This time, when Bibi Dong saw Qian Renxue, she didn't think of Qian Xunji, but rather her innocent face.
Seeing her daughter like this, Bibi Dong couldn't help but feel guilty. How could she have made up her mind to kill Qian Renxue?
Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but think. In Bibi Dong's dream, Qian Renxue was simply a puppet, a puppet guiding Bibi Dong to kill her. How could she have any feelings?
Could it be that he was thinking of the lingering power of the Angel God? The thought of the Angel God made the Rakshasa God's face suddenly become extremely ferocious, and the reflection on Yu Xiaogang's face was also terrifying.
"Enough, Dong'er. Since you can't make up your mind, let me handle it." This was a variable, and Yu Xiaogang had to eliminate it first, no matter what.
With that, Yu Xiaogang stepped forward, reaching out and grabbing Qian Renxue, trying to crush the Angel God's will.
Qian Renxue struggled to resist, but this Yu Xiaogang was not the same Yu Xiaogang. This Rakshasa God version of Yu Xiaogang was practically the most powerful being in this dream realm. How could he allow Qian Renxue's soul to escape?
However, Yu Xiaogang didn't realize how deeply this scene hurt Bibi Dong.
She couldn't imagine that the Xiaogang she loved would force him to kill his daughter to be with him, and even kill Qian Renxue right in front of her.
With her last breath, Qian Renxue looked at Bibi Dong in despair, her eyes filled with pleading.
"Enough—"
Bibi Dong came up behind Yu Xiaogang, grabbed him, and threw him aside. Qian Renxue squatted beside him, coughing softly.
"Bibi Dong, are you crazy?" Yu Xiaogang asked angrily, "As long as we get rid of this evil seed, we can be together."
"Mom, cough cough, what's going on? Am I an evil seed?" Qian Renxue asked in confusion while knocking her head.
"No, no, no, Xue'er, that's not what I meant," Bibi Dong quickly explained. Then, she glared at Yu Xiaogang angrily and said,
"Yu Xiaogang, she's my daughter. This is a feud between Qian Xunji and me. It has nothing to do with you, or her. Don't push me."
Yu Xiaogang's eyes narrowed as he looked at Qian Renxue, then at Bibi Dong. "You, Bibi Dong, since you've chosen that bastard, then stay in the Spirit Hall. Either she or me."
With that, Yu Xiaogang left the dream realm.
Bibi Dong watched Yu Xiaogang leave, overcome with pain.
"Why, Xiaogang, are you pushing me like this?"
"Mom, who is that uncle? And what happened between you and Dad?" Qian Renxue had a vague feeling that something was going on between this strange uncle, Mom, and Dad.
Bibi Dong was the type to keep secrets; how could she so easily reveal something she didn't want to share?
"This matter has nothing to do with you. Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask," Bibi Dong said with a cold expression.
Qian Renxue could only remain silent. She could only comfort her mother. In her dream, Bibi Dong no longer rejected Qian Renxue.
After a while, Bibi Dong woke up from her dream. She lay on the bed in the secret room. Sitting on the bed, she said puzzledly, "This dream is different from the past."
In the Angel Hall, Qian Renxue also woke from her sleep and murmured, "What exactly happened between Dad, Mom, and that uncle?"
Qian Xunji naturally didn't know that this card that increased friendship had connected Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong's dreams. Because of this card, his dark history would be known to his daughter Qian Renxue in advance.
At this time, Yueguan and Guimei returned after absorbing the soul bones. Qian Xunji took out the two soul ring beads originally intended for Qian Renxue and bestowed them on Yueguan and Guimei.
"Your Highness, what is this?" Yueguan asked.
"This spirit ring bead can condense into a spirit ring that best suits your own martial spirit. The age of the spirit ring depends on your endurance," Qianxunji said.
Guimei and Yueguan were both stunned by this. Qianxunji smiled and said, "As long as you are loyal to me, these are just a few spirit ring beads. Even spirit bones can be easily obtained by me. Guimei has one more spirit bone than Yueguan, so you will absorb this spirit bead first."
"Yes, Your Holiness." Guimei didn't want to say anything more. He had already joined the Spirit Hall, and with the Pope's kindness, the only thing he could do was to repay the Pope with his cultivation.
Guimei picked up the spirit ring bead and began to refine it according to Qianxunji's method.
In Yueguan's eyes, Guimei's eight spirit rings appeared, yellow, purple, and black. The spirit ring bead transformed into a white spirit ring, lingering above the last one.
"This..." Yueguan was stunned. If the ninth ring was a ten-year spirit ring, wouldn't this Guimei be useless?
"Keep watching," Qianxunji said.
Yueguan nodded.
Soon, the spirit ring's color began to change: pale white, white, milky white, pale yellow, yellow, dark yellow, pale purple, purple, dark purple, and pale black.
In Yueguan's astonished eyes, the spirit ring actually continued in the direction of a hundred thousand years.
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