Inside the The Pope’s Palace, Qian Xunji rested his chin in one hand, leaning leisurely against the Pope throne.
Outside the grand hall, lightning and thunder flashed at this moment.
Wind-force winds swept up heavy rain, pattering down hard against the glazed tiles and producing a dull, chaotic noise.
Qian Xunji sat right there, waiting for a result he had long anticipated.
Not long after, two blurred figures crossed through the all-encompassing wind and rain, quickly arriving inside the The Pope’s Palace.
They were unexpectedly Yue Guan and Gui Mei.
“Your subordinate pays respects to Your Holiness the Pope!” Yue Guan stepped forward first, bending down and bowing deeply toward Qian Xunji.
His voice carried astonishment and a sigh, and immediately he recounted everything he had seen outside to Qian Xunji detail by detail.
From Yu Xiaogang’s extreme disgust upon seeing the disfigured Bibi Dong, to his hysteria upon learning that Bibi Dong’s cultivation had been completely crippled.
And finally, to the wretchedness of him slapping Bibi Dong across the face and then fleeing Spirit City in a panic.
Yue Guan spoke vividly, feeling that Bibi Dong’s sacrifices were not worth it!
But Qian Xunji listened with the corners of his mouth lifting slightly, and then he laughed out loud directly.
“Bringing this upon herself!
It should be like this from the start!”
A look of mockery flashed in Qian Xunji’s eyes, “Love?
What a ridiculous love!
Only a fool like Bibi Dong would believe that trash’s sweet words!”
Qian Xunji knew all too well what kind of person Yu Xiaogang was.
Yu Xiaogang clearly knew Bibi Dong’s identity as the Holy Maiden, yet approached her; if anyone said there was no reason, he wouldn’t believe it even if beaten to death!
That trash spent his whole life trying to prove himself to his Family.
He fancied his theories invincible, yet couldn’t even break through level thirty, ultimately becoming a laughingstock across the entire continent!
Provoking Bibi Dong was his biggest and most reckless gamble!
If he successfully coaxed this future successor of Spirit Hall back to his Sect, Yu Xiaogang would be a great contributor to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!
His father would look at him with new eyes, and those clansmen who had mocked him would also marvel at his world-shaking wisdom!
Unfortunately…
Yu Xiaogang’s calculations were loud and clear, but he alone failed to calculate that the original body would not let Bibi Dong leave even if she were ruined.
Nor did he calculate that she, who transmigrated here, would be so ruthless as to directly cripple Bibi Dong and reduce her to a useless person!
When Bibi Dong became a piece of trash whose Martial Soul was shattered, cultivation completely crippled, and appearance utterly ruined, what would he do?
It was obvious!
Yu Xiaogang not only wouldn’t get any benefits, but instead had to endure the fury of the behemoth that was Spirit Hall!
It would be strange if he didn’t run!
“Alright, you may step down.
Do not interfere with Yu Xiaogang’s matters; his staying alive is the greatest punishment for that traitor!”
Qian Xunji casually waved his hand slightly and said.
Bibi Dong gave up everything for Yu Xiaogang and became a useless person; if she knew that trash was living well, what thoughts would she have?
But just as Yue Guan and Gui Mei were about to take orders and withdraw, Qian Xunji suddenly thought of something interesting, “Wait!”
“Does Your Holiness the Pope have any other instructions?” Yue Guan said respectfully.
Qian Xunji smiled and said, “Go bring her to the Central Square of Spirit City, then grant her a golden bowl and let her beg there!”
“Remember, send a few more people to watch her.
Don’t let her starve to death so easily, but don’t let her live comfortably either!”
“I want her to spend her entire life amidst endless repentance and spurning!
If the punishment for betraying Spirit Hall ended so simply, wouldn’t it be letting her off too easily?”
“Begging?
And…
even granting a golden bowl?” Hearing this command, Yue Guan felt utterly bewildered.
When beggars beg, where is there ever someone begging while holding a golden bowl?
With this pure gold rice bowl placed there, which passing pedestrian would think she was a beggar?
Who would hand her a single copper coin?
The most crucial thing was that Bibi Dong used to be the Holy Maiden; making her carry a golden bowl to beg was simply more agonizing than killing her!
When it came to a ruthless hand, it had to be this Pope of ours!
“Yes, Your Holiness the Pope!
Your subordinate will go handle this matter right away.” Yue Guan and Gui Mei exchanged glances, then withdrew from the The Pope’s Palace.
Inside the grand hall, an eerie silence returned once more, with only the sound of rain beating against the glazed tiles.
Qian Xunji slowly rose from the throne and stretched lazily.
“My thoughts are clear and smooth!
In my past life, what I hated most was this shameless, ungrateful ingrate!”
“Today, it can be considered reclaiming a bit of interest for my past self and for Spirit Hall!
Such a great revenge achieved!”
He stretched his muscles, “Next, I’d better make a trip to the Hall of Elders.
This matter, after all, concerns the Holy Maiden, and that old stubborn mule of a father still has the right to know…”
Qian Xunji stood with his hands behind his back, walking leisurely out of the The Pope’s Palace.
In the sky, the rain grew heavier.
However, when those all-encompassing bean-sized raindrops were about to fall onto Qian Xunji, they seemed to hit an invisible barrier, sliding off a foot outside his body.
The barrier formed by the Soul Power emission of a Titled Douluo prevented the rainwater from wetting even a corner of his clothing!
Spirit City, in front of the door of that secluded and elegant courtyard.
Bibi Dong still slumped there like a puddle of mud.
The freezing rain had long drenched her all over, flowing down mixed with the blood and tears on her face.
Yet she was like a shell that had lost its Soul, staring blankly with lifeless eyes at the deserted street, letting the rain whip against her body.
As if doing this could make Teacher soften his heart, and could make Teacher forgive what she had done.
Perhaps it was possible…
“Swish…”
Two flashes of Soul Power fluctuations swept past, and the figures of Yue Guan and Gui Mei abruptly appeared not far in front of her.
The moment she saw the two of them, Bibi Dong, who had previously been like a corpse, seemed to seize a life-saving straw, frantically crawling toward their location.
With her mud-stained hands, she grabbed the hem of Yue Guan’s trousers and pleaded in a hoarse voice, “Elder Ju, Elder Gui.”
“I know I was wrong, I truly know I was wrong.
I beg you both, please put in a good word for me with Teacher, okay?”
“As long as Dong’er can return to Teacher’s side, even if I am no longer the Holy Maiden, serving as a slave and maid inside the The Pope’s Palace to wait upon Teacher for a lifetime, Dong’er would be entirely willing!”
“I beg you, Dong’er truly regrets it, sob sob sob.”
Bibi Dong cried heart-rendingly, that face covered in charred scars appearing exceptionally hideous in the rain, making one’s hair stand on end.
Yue Guan looked at this former Holy Maiden Your Highness falling to such an end, sighed inwardly slightly, and said somewhat helplessly, “Bibi Dong, stop wasting your effort.”
“Could it be that you still don’t understand things already decided by Your Holiness the Pope?
When has a decision he made ever been changed?”
“Your Holiness the Pope has given an order: today, you are granted a golden bowl; from now on, you shall beg in the Central Square of Spirit City to atone for your sins!”
“Rest assured, Your Holiness the Pope is benevolent and has specially instructed that you won’t be allowed to starve to death easily.
Bear His Holiness’s mercy in mind.”
“A golden bowl?
Begging?”
Bibi Dong was struck as if by lightning, her entire person freezing in place, her hands sliding down powerlessly, “No…
No!!!”
“Could it be that Teacher is unwilling to give Dong’er even a single chance to start over?
It’s not like this, it’s not like this!”
Yue Guan sighed slightly and exhorted earnestly, “Bibi Dong, I have already returned everything of yours to Spirit Hall.
This was something you personally requested right in front of Your Holiness the Pope.
Now that we are even, what else do you have to complain about?!”
“Besides, Your Holiness the Pope reminded you before that you can know a person’s face but not their heart, especially when he’s also just trash!”
“Anyone’s patience has a limit!
Especially since what you did was betray Spirit Hall!”
“When you insisted on leaving Spirit Hall and betraying Spirit Hall for that trash, stating that you would return everything to Spirit Hall, you should have anticipated that you would end up with such an outcome!”