Qian Jun and Jiang Mo were handsome in appearance.
They were a pair of twins.
Their Martial Souls were both top-tier Tool Spirits, the Coiling Dragon Rod.
They were level 96 attack system Super Douluos, serving as the sixth and seventh Priests among the seven Priests of the Priest Hall.
“Yes!
High Priest!”
Regarding Qian Daoliu’s instructions, they dared not be negligent and immediately bowed to accept the order.
“What is going on with this Holy Maiden?
Why is she also inside?
Could it be…”
The two brothers subconsciously exchanged a glance.
Suddenly, their breathing hitched at the same time.
They were of one mind, and it seemed they both had the same terrifying guess in their hearts.
But soon, both shook their heads and returned to their expressionless state.
They only needed to do as the High Priest instructed; they did not want to concern themselves with other matters.
After all, they were just two emotionless cultivation machines.
It was not just them; almost every Priest in the Priest Hall was like this.
At this moment, the other Elders of the Elder Palace also guessed some of the inside story, but they wisely chose to keep it to themselves.
Qian Daoliu looked around at everyone with majesty and repeated the words he had emphasized earlier in the Pope’s Palace, though with some slight changes:
“Everything you have seen, heard, including what you have guessed in your hearts, must be kept confidential!
What you know is limited to yourselves only; you are not allowed to communicate with each other!
After returning, the same applies: let it rot in your stomachs!”
After speaking, Qian Daoliu waved his hand and gave a final instruction:
“Go back and prepare.
Next, Spirit Hall will have a tough battle to fight!”
“Yes!
High Priest!”
Everyone bowed and dispersed.
Qian Jun and Jiang Mo entered the Pope’s bedchamber and took Bibi Dong away.
However, they did not make things difficult for her, nor did they display the attitude of arresting a major criminal; they simply followed silently behind Bibi Dong.
Until Bibi Dong returned to the Saintess Hall.
They then, in accordance with the High Priest’s request, stood guard outside the main gate of the Saintess Hall.
…
After everyone left, Golden Crocodile sighed, walked to Qian Daoliu’s side, and patted his shoulder:
“High Priest, please accept my condolences!”
Not long ago, Qian Daoliu had comforted him in the same way.
Now it was his turn.
For a moment, the two felt the same way.
At this time, Golden Crocodile said: “The Pope’s death…
was it her doing?”
Although Golden Crocodile had a rugged appearance, he was meticulous and a very intelligent person.
He was older than Qian Daoliu, over one hundred and fifty years old, and his mind was already as shrewd as a demon.
It was easy for him to guess the truth of the matter.
As for Bibi Dong’s past experiences, he also knew them.
In Golden Crocodile’s view, Bibi Dong taking the opportunity to retaliate and kill Qian Xunji was completely understandable.
It was just that he was loyal to the Angel lineage.
It was hard for him to say much.
“Mm!” Qian Daoliu nodded, knowing he could not hide it from his old brother.
Not long ago he had comforted him, and now it was his turn to be comforted.
Qian Daoliu felt miserable inside.
“That woman is a bit tricky.
And her Soul Power…
is growing too fast; her talent is truly terrifying!” Golden Crocodile said.
Just now, when Bibi Dong came out of the bedchamber, as a level 98 Super Douluo, Golden Crocodile’s Spiritual Power swept over, and he knew that Bibi Dong’s cultivation had reached the 97th level.
After a brief pause, Golden Crocodile asked again:
“How does the High Priest intend to deal with her?”
“Sigh!” Qian Daoliu let out a long sigh.
He expressed his thoughts:
“For the sake of Xiaoxue, I cannot kill her.
Spirit Hall is in this state now and needs someone to guard it.
Xiaoxue is still young and cannot take on the position of pontiff; currently, only she is the most suitable…
I plan to promote her to be the Pope.”
“Indeed,” Golden Crocodile nodded, “that is not a bad idea.”
Although slightly surprised, he understood Qian Daoliu’s character and way of handling things; after thinking for a moment, he understood the reason behind it.
“I hope she can change.”
Qian Daoliu sighed, his eyes distant, “I will keep an eye on her.
Otherwise, the position of pontiff—I can give it to her, but I can also take it back.”
Qian Daoliu looked at Golden Crocodile and said:
“Go back first.
Next, you, Golden Crocodile, will also need to move out.”
“You go to deal with the Clear Sky Sect.
I had an agreement with Tang Chen, promising him that I would not step foot on the Clear Sky Sect.
But…
you can!”
“As for that Tang Hao, leave him to me.
I will go personally.
I will settle the debt for Jin Ming and Jier properly.”
As he spoke, murderous intent appeared in Qian Daoliu’s eyes:
“Having retired for many years, the continent seems to have forgotten our existence.
They seem to have forgotten what the consequences of angering Spirit Hall are.”
“This time, we must make them understand how serious and terrifying the consequences of angering us are—consequences they cannot afford to bear.”
Golden Crocodile also had cold eyes.
He shook his shoulders, cracking his finger joints, his rugged old face showing a ferocious expression:
“It has been many years since I went out; it is time for this old man to stretch his muscles.
Clear Sky Sect…
get ready to accept this old man’s rage!”
…
Soon, an atmosphere of slaughter permeated Spirit City, quickly enveloping the entire city.
The residents of Spirit City felt a sense of oppression, as if a storm were coming.
Subsequently, news of the Pope’s sudden death spread throughout the city.
Spirit Hall was instantly in chaos.
The grief-stricken Qian Daoliu came out of retirement to personally handle affairs, pacify everyone, and stabilize the situation.
After understanding the cause of the incident, the entire Spirit Hall was united in hatred.
War was about to begin.
News was transmitted through various channels to all directions, quickly delivered to the major forces on the continent.
Some news came from Spirit Hall’s transmission channels.
One of them:
“Spirit Hall Wanted Order:
Clear Sky Sect descendant Tang Hao, acting perversely, publicly attacked the Pope’s convoy, resulting in the death of the Pope and an Elder of the Elder Palace.
Spirit Hall is now collecting information on Tang Hao’s whereabouts from the entire continent.
Anyone who knows of Tang Hao’s whereabouts can report it to the halls belonging to Spirit Hall.
As long as the information is verified as reliable, the provider will receive a reward from Spirit Hall.
If anyone knows and does not report it, or provides help to Tang Hao, once discovered, they will be treated as an enemy of Spirit Hall!…”
Another was:
“All Spirit Hall affiliates, from this moment on, stop all transactions with the Clear Sky Sect and cut off all contact!
Order the Clear Sky Sect to hand over Tang Hao; otherwise, Spirit Hall will regard the Clear Sky Sect as an enemy and declare war immediately!
Order all Soul Master forces on the continent to prohibit any transactions or contact with the Clear Sky Sect; otherwise, they will be regarded as enemies of Spirit Hall and war will be declared immediately!…”
After these two messages were delivered to every corner of the continent, the entire continent was in an uproar.
…
Clear Sky Sect.
The aged Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect also received the news.
Suffering from a serious illness, he struggled to climb out of his sickbed and took the news just arrived from Spirit City from the servant’s hands.
It concerned Spirit Hall; he had to take it seriously.
The Clear Sky Sect and Spirit Hall had fought countless times in the open and in secret over the decades.
Back when his father, Tang Chen, was still around, the Clear Sky Sect was at its peak, and no one was unconvinced.
Even a force as strong as Spirit Hall was suppressed by the Clear Sky Sect and had to show some deference to the Clear Sky Sect.
But ever since Tang Chen went missing, the Clear Sky Sect began to go downhill.
It was gradually being overtaken by Spirit Hall.
The days of the Clear Sky Sect were not so easy anymore.
His father, Tang Chen, was missing, but he knew.
Spirit Hall still had Qian Daoliu, who could contend with Tang Chen.
Most importantly, that person was still alive.
Spirit Hall, as it was now, the Clear Sky Sect simply could not afford to provoke.
To avoid angering Spirit Hall, he had been tolerant everywhere.
He even warned his clansmen that when walking in the Soul Master World, they must be cautious in words and actions, and remember not to anger Spirit Hall.
The Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect took the note out of the small bamboo tube.
He slowly unfolded it.
His murky eyes fell upon the content of the note…