: A Loving Mother and Filial Daughter, and a Secret Chamber

A golden six-winged angel statue of the Spirit Hall hangs high above the dome of the Papal Palace, its holy light swirling, yet unable to suppress the chilling killing intent that threatens to erupt within the palace.

Qian Renxue, dressed in a long golden dress, stood tall and straight, followed by Qian Daoliu, whose golden hair reached his waist and whose aura was unfathomable. The two of them stepped into the Papal Palace one after the other, their steps steady.

Above, Bibi Dong sat on the golden papal throne, her long, purplish-red hair tied into a neat bun, and her tight-fitting, jet-black armor accentuated her beautiful figure.

She looked down at the grandfather and grandson who had barged in, her expression showing no sign of panic.

In her eyes, Qian Renxue was nothing more than a child who had not yet grown up.

No matter how outstanding their talent or how noble their bloodline, their current cultivation level is far from being able to contend with her. In her view, this aggressive approach will not cause them the slightest disturbance.

If it weren't for the thin, almost transparent mother-daughter bond she herself was unwilling to admit, which made her spare her life several times; if it weren't for Qian Daoliu always protecting this girl under his wing, given Qian Renxue's repeated audacity in challenging her authority, her life or death would already be unknown.

The only person Bibi Dong truly cared about and feared was Sendou Ryu.

A level 99 Limit Douluo, possessing the power of an angel, and commanding several Super Douluos in the Hall of Offerings.

Even though she is now the Pope of the Spirit Hall, possesses twin martial souls, and is a level 98 Super Douluo, she is not entirely confident that she can suppress this old man.

Qian Renxue, however, showed no fear whatsoever within the hall.

Last time she was crushed by Bibi Dong and was helplessly restrained, but as the legitimate heir of the Qian family's six-winged angels, she awakened with innate level 20 soul power, and pride was already etched into her bones.

She firmly believed that, given time, she would surely surpass Bibi Dong.

This time, with Qian Daoliu personally standing behind her to support her, Qian Renxue walked straight to the center of the Papal Palace, raised her head, and stared at Bibi Dong on the high seat with sharp eyes. Without the slightest respect of a junior to an elder, she spoke in a motherly and filial manner: "Bibi Dong, hand over A Yuan."

Upon hearing the name "A-Yuan," Bibi Dong's fingers, which were resting on the armrest of the throne, curled slightly, and a cold sneer flashed across her eyes.

She looked at her daughter, whose strength was far inferior to hers, yet who dared to address her by her name and order her around, and a cold smile curled at the corner of her lips: "Oh? Is this how you speak to the Pope of the Spirit Hall?"

She didn't want Qian Renxue to call her mother, but that didn't mean Qian Renxue could disrespect her.

The moment she finished speaking, her spirit rings rose up from beneath her feet with a thunderous roar, and the overwhelming pressure of a Title Douluo swept across the entire Papal Palace without reservation.

Qian Renxue's face suddenly turned pale. She felt an invisible force pressing down on her body, and her limbs and bones ached. Her breath caught in her throat, and she almost knelt down on the spot.

She gritted her teeth and refused to back down even a step.

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"Hmph!" A cold snort rang out.

Qian Daoliu stepped forward, his wide sleeves billowing out, and his soul power pressure spread out, steadily protecting Qian Renxue behind him. The two forces collided in mid-air, causing the air to ripple and the stone pillars in the hall to tremble slightly.

"You're heartless." Qian Daoliu's face was cold, his tone filled with dissatisfaction and rebuke.

Xiaoxue is, after all, Bibi Dong's biological daughter. How could this woman be so cruel? Last time, she suddenly attacked and severely injured Xiaoxue. This time, she did the same thing again, bullying the younger one with the power of a Title Douluo and pressuring Xiaoxue with her authority.

He looked at Bibi Dong's cold eyes and sighed inwardly.

The mother and daughter killing each other—all of this was the evil consequence of Qian Xunji's actions back then.

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong chuckled as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world. Her laughter was full of sarcasm: "Heartless? Her birth was just a burden to me, a burden that makes me feel ashamed."

After saying that, she changed the subject, unwilling to elaborate on the matter. She raised her eyes and looked sharply at Qian Daoliu: "I didn't know that the Grand Elder of the Hall of Offerings had become so nosy and come to my Papal Palace?"

Bibi Dong hates Qian Daoliu for two reasons. First, he is Qian Xunji's father, and she hates him because of his family. Second, when Qian Daoliu was the Grand Master, he did nothing. She was abused by Qian Xunji and gave birth to her child, but Qian Daoliu never showed up.

Later, Bibi Dong killed Qian Xunji, and the two sides broke off relations. Bibi Dong took control of the Spirit Hall, while Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue guarded the Hall of Worship. From then on, they kept to themselves and did not interfere with each other.

"What? You think you can break your promise and personally bring her here to act so arrogantly just because she's just one of my Papal States?"

Qian Renxue clenched her fists, a flame of anger burning in her eyes. She didn't know about the old grudges from back then, she only knew that the person hidden deep in the Papal Palace was someone she had to bring back no matter what.

Bibi Dong, seated high above, grew increasingly cold in her gaze.

Fang Yuan, she is someone no one can take away.

Even if Qian Daoliu himself intervened, it wouldn't work.

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Qian Daoliu slowly took a deep breath. His body was still young and upright, but his eyes had aged. The terrifying soul power that had been dormant for many years was surging up little by little.

He recalled the look of grievance and obsession in his granddaughter Qian Renxue's eyes just now.

For Xiaoxue's sake, the person who was forcibly detained in the Papal Palace by Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu must take this person away today.

Of course, what chilled him to the bone even more was—that secret room!

The place where Qian Xunji humiliated and imprisoned Bibi Dong is a forbidden place that Bibi Dong never wants to mention again and wishes to completely erase from the world.

But now, the door to the secret room has been reopened.

Qian Daoliu couldn't help but wonder, is Bibi Dong... going to repeat everything that Qian Xunji forced upon her back then?

The thought of Qian Renxue telling him that Bibi Dong had locked people in this secret room made this hundred-year-old Limit Douluo feel dizzy and his blood churn.

Another locked room mystery!

Ever since that incident, he has developed a strong aversion to those two words.

Inside the Papal Palace, Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu locked eyes, both understanding the determination in each other's eyes.

Further discussion is pointless; neither side is willing to back down.

The two stood up at the same time, without saying a word, and walked straight towards the deserted area outside the Papal Palace—some conflicts can only be resolved by force in the end.

Qian Renxue saw an opportunity and was about to sneak into the secret chamber of the Papal Palace to rescue people when Bibi Dong saw through her in an instant.

She didn't even turn around; she simply grabbed Qian Renxue and lifted her up into the air, dragging her away despite her resistance.