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"D... Dead? That woman... is dead?"
Qian Renxue murmured to herself, her eyes hollow, as if she had lost focus.
Her relationship with Bibi Dong was an untouchable taboo throughout the entire Spirit Hall.
Since childhood, she had never enjoyed even a single day of maternal love; the woman who gave birth to her always looked at her with eyes filled with disgust, hatred, and iciness.
She hated Bibi Dong, hated her ruthlessness, and hated why she treated her this way.
Clearly, she was her daughter, yet she loathed her so much.
Countless times, she had sworn in her heart that one day, with her own strength...
...she would pull that woman down from the Supreme Pontiff's throne and ruthlessly trample her under her feet!
Yet, at the very moment she truly heard the news of Bibi Dong's death...
Qian Renxue discovered, to her surprise, that she did not feel the thrill of the great revenge she had imagined.
Replaced instead by a heart-wrenching pain and an indescribable emptiness.
That was the instinct that blood is thicker than water!
That was an unbreakable mother-daughter bond!
No matter how much she hated her, that woman was still her biological mother who brought her into this World!
"Who?! Who killed her?!"
After a brief daze, Qian Renxue suddenly raised her head, her exquisitely beautiful eyes instantly turning as red as blood.
Like an enraged lioness, she stared fixedly at Qian Daoliu, roaring harshly:
"Grandfather! Tell me! Who killed her?!"
"I want to tear him to pieces, extract his Soul, and burn it in the Angelic Holy Fire for ten thousand years!!!"
Watching Qian Renxue, who had fallen into madness, Qian Daoliu felt a pang of sharp pain in his heart.
He stepped forward, pressing his hands firmly onto Qian Renxue's shoulders: "Xiaoxue! Calm down!"
"How do you expect me to calm down?! She is my mother!"
"She was murdered, and I cannot even know who did it?!"
Tears streamed from Qian Renxue's eyes as she struggled desperately.
"That person... is too strong. So strong that even Grandfather I could not make him stay."
"So strong that the Second Elder and Third Elder joining forces were heavily injured by him in a single strike!"
"If not for that, Bibi Dong could never have died at that person's hands..."
There was deep helplessness and bitterness in Qian Daoliu's voice.
Luo Nan's strength gave Qian Daoliu a sense of frustration.
He had originally thought that even if he could not defeat Tang Chen and Bo Saixi, he should still be matchless.
As a result, a young man in his twenties could actually grow this powerful, and his Rank was only ninety-fifth.
Qian Daoliu did not even dare to imagine how terrifying that young man's strength would be when he grew to Rank Ninety-Nine!
"Xiaoxue, Grandfather is not telling you who he is for your own good."
"With your current strength, going to take revenge is no different than striking a stone with an egg, throwing away your life in vain!"
Hearing Qian Daoliu's words, Qian Renxue's struggle gradually ceased.
She blankly stared at Qian Daoliu, her eyes filled with disbelief.
A person whom even her grandfather, a super Douluo of Rank Ninety-Nine, could not make stay?
The Second Grandfather and Third Grandfather were both heavily injured in a single strike?
In this World, how could such a terrifying existence exist?
"Xiaoxue, Bibi Dong's death is a massive blow to the Spirit Hall."
"The outside World does not know this news yet; once it leaks, the Spirit Hall will fall into a precarious situation."
Qian Daoliu let go of his hands, his tone turning incomparably solemn.
"Therefore, your most important task right now is not to seek revenge, but to stay and stabilize the overall situation!"
"Stabilize the overall situation? What can I do?" Qian Renxue wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and asked in a hoarse voice.
"The Spirit Hall cannot change its Supreme Pontiff multiple times in a short period, nor can it let the outside World know that the Supreme Pontiff has fallen."
The Spirit Hall had changed its Supreme Pontiff twice within three years, and both times because the previous Supreme Pontiff died.
If this were to spread out, it would be hard to guarantee the dignity of the Spirit Hall.
"Therefore, I need you to disguise yourself as Bibi Dong." Qian Daoliu stated his plan.
"You do not need to handle the daily affairs of the Spirit Hall; those will be arranged by people from the Hall of Elders."
"You only need to show your face on some major occasions to deter those petty villains."
Qian Renxue fell silent.
Disguise herself as the woman she had hated for over twenty years?
This was simply the greatest irony to her.
"Aside from that,"
"You must immediately pull yourself together, Cultivate diligently, and enhance your strength!"
"Open the Angel God Trials as early as possible!"
"Only when you inherit the Angel God's Legacy, becoming a true god, will you be qualified to speak of revenge, and only then can the Spirit Hall truly rule supreme over the World!"
Qian Daoliu's intention was to use Bibi Dong's death to stimulate Qian Renxue's drive, making her accept the Legacy of the Angel God as early as possible.
Looking at the Angel God statue, Qian Renxue took a deep breath.
She closed her eyes, forcibly suppressing all her sorrow, anger, and confusion deep within the bottom of her heart.
When she opened her eyes once more, those eyes had recovered their past iciness and firmness.
"I understand, Grandfather."
"I will disguise her well, and I will also... Cultivate diligently, and never disappoint your expectations." Qian Renxue's voice was as cold as a block of ice.
"Good child, go rest. Your room has always been kept for you." Qian Daoliu nodded in relief.
Qian Renxue turned around, walking out of the Hall of Elders like a walking corpse.
Late at night.
Qian Renxue returned to the room she once lived in.
The furnishings in the room were still identical to when she left, immaculate.
She did not light a lamp, but simply sat quietly on the bed, curling herself up into a ball.
In the darkness, she finally shed all her disguise and strength, tears silently sliding down like a broken levee of floodwaters.
"Why... why do you have to die... why until death, did you never look at me properly even once..."
Qian Renxue's mental defense line completely collapsed at this moment, plunging her into extreme trance and sorrow.
However, she did not notice.
At this exact moment when her mind was lost and her Mental Energy was at its weakest.
In the dark corner of the room, an extremely faint wispy purple-black fog emitting pure evil and malice silently seeped out from the cracks in the floor.
This strand of black Qi was precisely the Rakshasa Divine Thought that had followed all the way here!
It seemed to have smelled the most delicious food in the World, greedily twisting its body.
Silently, along the shadow of the bed, it climbed bit by bit onto Qian Renxue's body.
"Hate... resent... everything in this mortal World is unjust... Only strength, only destruction, is eternal..."
A murmuring voice full of temptation and evil quietly sounded deep within Qian Renxue's dazed mind.
Qian Renxue's body suddenly stiffened, and a trace of eerie purple-black light suddenly flashed across her originally clear eyes.
The next second, that strand of Rakshasa black Qi struck like a venomous snake, fiercely drilling into the center of Qian Renxue's brows, thoroughly lurking deep within her Soul...
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