Wuhun City, Papal Palace.
Contrary to the solemn and awe-inspiring image outsiders might imagine, the atmosphere inside the Pope’s private palace was somewhat strange at this moment.
The vast bedroom was covered with a snow-white velvet carpet, and in the very center, on an extremely luxurious soft couch, Meng Chen sat cross-legged.
His two golden rabbit ears drooped listlessly on his head, his nerves were on edge, and he stared warily at the beautiful woman standing by the bed.
Bibi Dong shed her heavy formal attire and removed her crown, revealing a dark purple silk dress that accentuated her breathtaking curves, making her incredibly alluring and seductive.
She looked down at Meng Chen, her slender fingers unconsciously rising to gently pinch the little guy’s fluffy golden rabbit ears.
“Have you touched him enough?
The Pope, a man of great stature, abducts children and then lays his hands on them!”
Meng Chen angrily turned her head away, dodging her hand, her little mouth pouting high.
Bibi Dongfei wasn’t angry; instead, a rare smile flickered in her eyes.
The volatile mental sea, tormented by the Rakshasa’s divine thoughts for years, became surprisingly peaceful and serene when it approached this little guy.
This glittering little golden rabbit is simply a gift and a cure from heaven.
“You’ve got a pretty stubborn mouth.”
Bibi Dong withdrew her hand, reverting to the domineering and cold demeanor that originally belonged to the Pope.
“I’ll give you three days to consider.”
“Within three days, as long as you agree to stay in the Spirit Hall, you can choose any resources on the continent.
I can even personally take you as my last disciple.”
At this point, Bibi Dong paused slightly, a dangerous glint flashing in her phoenix eyes.
“But if you’re still this defiant after three days, and you’re still thinking about going back to Tiandou to find your ‘big brother’…
then don’t blame me for using some ruthless and tough methods.”
“Forced relationships are never sweet!”
Meng Chen gritted his teeth and argued his case.
“Whether it’s sweet or not, I’ll twist it off and taste it first to find out.”
Bibi Dong snorted coldly, clearly not buying it.
With a flick of her wide sleeves, layers of dark purple soul energy rippled around the entire palace, then transformed into an indestructible spatial barrier.
“Stay put.
This soul-binding barrier was set up by me.
Don’t even think about escaping.”
Leaving those words behind, Bibi Dong turned and stepped out of the bedchamber.
“Damn…they really locked me up like a pet rabbit!”
Meng Chen lay sprawled on the soft bed, his two golden rabbit ears flapping restlessly on the sheets.
“boom!”
The barrier remained completely still, but the force of the recoil made his small hands go numb.
“No, I can’t break the seal of a Title Douluo at my current level.”
Meng Chen sighed, his golden rabbit ears trembling, and sat back down on the bed to regulate his breathing.
“Right now, I can only try to survive.
I hope Brother Xue will find out I’m missing and find a way to rescue me as soon as possible…”
…
Two days later.
The Heavenly Dou Empire, Heavenly Dou City, Crown Prince’s Residence.
“Bang!”
A table carved from the finest rosewood shattered into countless wood chips in an instant under the violent surge of soul power, which floated throughout the hall!
“Disappeared?!”
Behind the table, Qian Renxue, disguised as “Xue Qinghe,” now had a frosty expression on her pretty face.
Her eyes no longer held the gentle and refined demeanor she usually feigned, but only a chilling murderous intent.
Below the steps, two personal soul masters dispatched by the Heaven Dou royal family lay trembling on the ground, their clothes soaked with cold sweat.
“Go back to Your Highness…”
One of the Soul Masters kowtowed tremblingly, his voice shaking wildly.
“Young Master entered the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt souls, and we were originally protecting him, but…”
“You two are useless, stop making excuses!!”
Suddenly, Qian Renxue flicked her sleeve, unable to control herself, and revealed her cultivation level for the first time.
Her soul power roared out, directly knocking the two royal soul masters to the ground.
“I ordered you to follow Xiao Chen and protect him!
But you…you two Soul Emperors actually lost him while you were on the outskirts?!”
Qian Renxue’s chest heaved rapidly, and a boundless rage surged in her golden eyes.
Meng Chen was the only person she could let her guard down and treat sincerely in the cold and lonely Tian Dou Imperial Palace.
That little guy with a pair of soft, chubby rabbit ears who sweetly called her “Brother Xue” was not only a promising talent she valued, but also the only ray of light she had during her years of lurking in the darkness.
He is now in danger, his life hangs in the balance, and there are others at the scene suffering from severe injuries and coughing up blood…
“Guards!
Issue my decree: dispatch troops to search the area.
Even if you have to turn the entire Star Dou Great Forest upside down, you must bring the person to me…”
“Young Master, don’t act rashly!”
The air behind the curtain in the main hall distorted slightly, and a familiar figure quietly appeared.
He was She Long, the Serpent Spear Douluo, one of the titled Douluos who secretly protected Qian Renxue.
She Long strode forward, his expression unusually solemn, and whispered in his ear.
“Young Master, I understand your feelings, but right now…
we absolutely cannot mobilize the army in a high-profile manner.”
After taking a deep breath, Qian Renxue said coldly, “Uncle She, what exactly is going on?
Xiao Chen is missing.
What could be more important than finding him?!”
With a wry smile, Serpent Spear Douluo pulled out a golden scroll bearing the seal of the Spirit Hall from his robes and handed it to the other party with both hands.
“An urgent, top-secret order from the Papal Palace, personally issued by His Holiness the Pope, instructing you to abandon all matters concerning the Heaven Dou Empire and secretly return to Wuhun City within three days to report for duty, without the slightest delay.”
“Bibi Dong?!”
Upon hearing this name, Qian Renxue clenched her hands tightly, her nails digging deep into her palms.
Why summon him now, of all times, right when Meng Chen has disappeared?
Damn it!
“Young Master, His Holiness the Pope’s control over the Spirit Hall has grown stronger in recent years, and his words are increasingly sharp.
If you delay and disobey orders without a valid reason, not only will Heaven Dou’s infiltration plan be ruined, but it may also incur the Pope’s displeasure.
At that time, things will be very difficult…”
Serpent Spear Douluo earnestly advised.
Qian Renxue bit her lip hard, her eyes filled with a fierce battle between anger and reason.
On one side is Xiao Chen, whom she cherishes dearly, whose fate is unknown.
On one hand, there’s a ten-year-long undercover operation, a grand plan concerning the Spirit Hall’s century-long foundation; and on the other hand, there’s her nominal biological mother, whom she hates to the bone but cannot avoid.
After a long while, Qian Renxue closed her eyes, and the restless soul power around her gradually subsided and returned to her body.
When she opened her eyes again, she had completely regained her usual calm and coldness.
“Uncle She, pass on my order.”
Qian Renxue’s voice was so calm it was unsettling.
“Mobilize all our undercover agents to blockade all black markets and key roads around the Star Dou Great Forest, and secretly investigate Xiao Chen’s whereabouts.
We must not stop.”
“As for me…”
Qian Renxue suddenly turned around, her white cloak drawing a sharp arc in the hall.
“Prepare the car to avoid attracting attention.”
“Tonight, I will personally return to Wuhun City!”