The Hall of Elders was where the true foundation of Spirit Hall lay.
It was Spirit Hall’s pillar supporting the heavens and beam spanning the sea!
Every elder inside was at least a Super Douluo.
The entire grand hall was also located on the sacred mountain of Spirit City, not too far from the The Pope’s Palace, imposing and ancient.
Qian Xunji walked through the main doors of the Hall of Elders with his hands behind his back, passed through a long corridor, and finally arrived in front of a pair of heavy doors.
He raised a hand and pushed gently, and the doors opened with a rumble.
The first thing that caught his eye was a lifelike Six-winged Angel statue over ten meters tall.
Its six wings were spread wide, emanating a faint, divine, and peaceful golden halo.
Beneath the statue, on a spacious stone platform, were seven prayer mats, each with a figure sitting cross-legged upon it.
At the head sat a tall, blond-haired old man with a warm expression.
No Soul Power fluctuations emanated from his body, making him seem just like an ordinary person—a sign of reaching the Realm of returning to simplicity!
He was the High Priest of the Hall of Elders, Qian Daoliu, a rank ninety-nine super Douluo known as the invincible Angel Douluo of the sky!
Qian Daoliu slowly opened his eyes, calmly looking at Qian Xunji as he entered, and asked warmly, “Xunji, why have you come here instead of handling official business at the The Pope’s Palace?”
Qian Daoliu’s tone was calm and relaxed, yet when the voice reached Qian Xunji’s ears, it brought him immense pressure.
“Is this the terrifying strength of a super Douluo?” Qian Xunji maintained his composure on the surface, but marveled inwardly, “The Peak fighting power of this World—even an ordinary conversation can make me feel a terrifying pressure like a mountain flash flood!”
However, as a rank ninety-two Titled Douluo, he quickly adjusted his condition, walked forward, and sat cross-legged on the ground.
“Father…
Uncles…”
Qian Xunji hid nothing next, telling Qian Daoliu in detail everything about how he had crippled Bibi Dong inside the The Pope’s Palace.
“I have already taken care of this matter, and I specifically came to inform Father and my Uncles,” Qian Xunji said.
The grand hall was quiet, as if falling into a dead silence.
On Qian Daoliu’s warm face at the head of the group, a look of undisguised astonishment and surprise appeared.
He looked at Qian Xunji, looking at his son as if seeing him clearly for the first time.
“Xunji…” After a moment of silence, Qian Daoliu spoke slowly, “You acted too hastily this time, and a bit too cruelly.”
“After all, you raised that child with your own hands.
Fourteen whole years of parental kindness—are you truly this heartless?”
In Qian Daoliu’s eyes, Qian Xunji had doted on Bibi Dong immensely in the past, cherishing her beyond words.
He had never imagined that when his son acted, he would be so ruthless and decisive!
Hearing this, Qian Xunji laughed helplessly, “Heartless?”
“Father, no matter how I punish a disloyal, unrighteous, and unfilial ungrateful wolf like her, it wouldn’t be excessive!”
“Back then, I rescued her from the hands of Fallen Spirit Masterss and brought her back to Spirit Hall to raise her carefully.”
“I gave her whatever she wanted, not only making her the Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall, but also using countless resources to allow her to Cultivate to the Soul Emperor Realm by the age of twenty.”
“Her talent was peerless, and she was supposed to be the future of our Spirit Hall…
But what did she do?
For a trash with an Innate Soul Power of only level zero-point-five!”
“She could actually disregard Spirit Hall’s care in raising her, disregard her duty as Holy Maiden, and disregard Spirit Hall’s future, insisting on betraying Spirit Hall to run off and join the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?!”
Speaking to this point, Qian Xunji’s tone turned increasingly cold.
“If I let her leave, what would fourteen years of Spirit Hall’s effort count for?
Wouldn’t I be giving the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan a future Super Douluo for nothing?!”
“In the entire Soul Master World, where is there such a bargain to take all the advantages without paying a price?
Haha!
Our Spirit Hall did everything humanly possible, yet she…
forget it, no need to mention it!”
Hearing Qian Xunji’s argument, Qian Daoliu was rendered speechless for a moment.
He opened his mouth, but in the end could only sigh deeply, “What a pity for her twin top-tier Martial Souls, and what a pity for her Cultivation talent.”
“If she hadn’t betrayed Spirit Hall, she would have been the one to reset the record for the youngest Titled Douluo.
Such a pity…”
“Eldest Brother, I actually think Xunji did the right thing!”
Just then, Second Priest Golden Crocodile Douluo, an extraordinarily burly man sitting beside Qian Daoliu, spoke up.
“When dealing with traitors of Spirit Hall, one should punish them with the most iron-blooded and ruthless methods!
Otherwise…”
“Wouldn’t all Soul Masters think our Spirit Hall is an easy target?
That anyone can come when they want, wipe their mouth clean after taking everything, and leave?!”
“Indeed, Second Brother is completely right!” Third Priest Green Luan Douluo echoed in a resonant voice.
“If even the Holy Maiden could leave unscathed after betraying us, how would the ordinary Soul Masters below view Spirit Hall?”
“Although Xunji’s method was a bit ruthless this time, it serves to kill the chicken to warn the monkey!
It gives an explanation to both inside and outside!”
Golden Crocodile Douluo looked toward Qian Daoliu, “Eldest Brother, you’ve served in front of the divine statue for too long in your daily life and become too merciful.”
“If you ask me, we should have slapped Bibi Dong to death with a single strike!”
Seeing that his other old brothers all voiced support for Qian Xunji’s actions, Qian Daoliu could only shake his head helplessly in the end.
Indeed, she was merely a traitor.
Although losing a future Titled Douluo was a loss, for the deep foundation of Spirit Hall, such a loss was nothing.
Since she was the one who betrayed first, how to punish her was Qian Xunji’s right as the Pope, so there was no need for him to intervene.
“However, Xunji…” Qian Daoliu looked meaningfully at his son and said slowly, “I really hadn’t discovered before that you actually had such a ruthless side?”
Qian Xunji’s heart stirred, and he shook his head with a bitter smile, “Father, even a clay man has a bit of temper.”
“The person I poured my heart and soul into raising for fourteen years almost ended up benefiting the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
If it were you, wouldn’t you be angry?
Say I went off to join the Clear Sky Sect right now or something.”
“That would indeed be quite angering.” Hearing Qian Xunji talk about joining the Clear Sky Sect, Qian Daoliu felt anger rising in his chest just listening to it!
“How do you intend to deal with that person from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?” Qian Daoliu asked.
“That trash is named Yu Xiaogang.
His Innate Soul Power is only level zero-point-five, unable to make a Breakthrough to level thirty in his entire lifetime!”
“His Martial Soul is a failed mutation resembling a pig!
He also happens to be the son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan’s Sect Master.”
Qian Xunji sneered repeatedly, “The moment he saw Bibi Dong’s cultivation completely ruined, he was so frightened that he fled Spirit City on the spot.”
“I don’t intend to take his life!
I want Bibi Dong to beg in the Central Square of Spirit City holding a golden bowl!”
“I want her to know that trash’s future actions, and I want Bibi Dong to spend the rest of her life in repentance and regret!”
“You are the Pope.
Since you have made your decision, handle it as you see fit.” Qian Daoliu nodded slightly.
“If you really cannot swallow this anger and go to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to demand an explanation, the Hall of Elders will also support you!”