What hope?
In your dreams, a toad lusting after swan flesh!”
“Come, prepare the horse!” Inside the The Pope’s Palace, Qian Xunji stood up immediately, his clear voice reaching outside the door.
There was no time to lose; since he had already obtained detailed intelligence, he did not want to stay in Spirit City for even a single moment.
He would set out right now to intercept the Blue Silver Emperor and become a father to the future protagonist!
A moment later, Qian Xunji walked down the sacred mountain unhurriedly.
At the foot of the sacred mountain, a carriage made entirely of gold and inlaid with precious gems at the edges had been waiting respectfully for a long time.
This carriage was pulled by four pure white Soul Beast horses without a single stray hair.
The body of the carriage was carved with Six-winged Angel patterns, exuding an unspeakable luxury and nobility!
When the Pope traveled, his pomp naturally was not something ordinary Soul Masters could imagine, especially since he wanted to keep a low profile today…
The rain in the sky still showed no signs of lessening, and dull thunder rumbled continuously deep within the clouds.
Qian Xunji stepped on the foot mat and boarded the carriage.
“Let us go, leave Spirit City!” A faint voice came out from inside the carriage, falling into the ears of the coachman.
“As you command, Your Holiness!” Seated in the coachman position was a middle-aged man with a calm expression.
Who would have thought that this ordinary-looking driver dressed in gray clothes was actually a six-ring Soul Emperor?
Looking across Douluo Continent, where was a powerhouse at the Soul Emperor level not a respected existence wherever they went?
Yet in Spirit Hall, in front of the Pope Qian Xunji, he was only fit to act as a coachman.
The golden carriage slowly started, and the wide hooves of the four white horses stepped on the ground, making a rhythmic and crisp sound.
The carriage speed was neither fast nor slow, and its driving direction happened to pass through the busiest Central Square of Spirit Hall.
Sitting serenely inside the carriage, Qian Xunji rested his chin on one hand, gazing leisurely out the carriage window toward Central Square.
His gaze quickly locked onto a dark and slightly damp corner at the edge of the square.
There, a battered figure was curled up.
At the very beginning, Qian Xunji was angry, after all, he knew his own future end!
And what this ingrate would do!
She wanted to destroy Spirit Hall and ruin the reputation of Spirit Hall of ten thousand years!
Because of the Rakshasa God, she even harbored the terrifying idea of destroying the entire continent!
And he would also die at her hands, becoming one of the most important links for her to open the Rakshasa God trials.
But now, looking at that curled-up, filthy, ugly figure in the mud with a golden bowl placed in front of her, the heart of Qian Xunji could no longer stir up any ripples.
Because Bibi Dong now was simply too miserable, far more wretched than the Bibi Dong of the original timeline.
The Bibi Dong of the original timeline at least still had her cultivation and was not crippled, whereas the current Bibi Dong had her cultivation crippled, her Martial Soul destroyed, and her appearance turned into this ferocious form.
Moreover, she was abandoned by Yu Xiaogang, reduced to a beggar, forced to beg in Central Square, and she was even begging with a golden bowl.
One could imagine that when he gave Bibi Dong the golden bowl, he never thought about what she would beg with it!
After all, which beggar used a golden bowl?
Without cultivation, without a Martial Soul, without status, and without looks, she was now far inferior to even the most ordinary peasant woman!
The edge of Central Square…
The two Security Team members guarding not far from Bibi Dong heard the crisp sound of horse hooves from afar.
When they saw the luxury carriage pulled by four white Soul Beast horses and carved with Six-winged Angel patterns, the expressions of the two Security Team members changed instantly!
One of them immediately whispered: “This…
This is the carriage the Pope travels in!”
“Why would His Holiness come here at this time?”
The other swallowed nervously, subconsciously looking at Bibi Dong in the corner, “Do you think His Holiness is harsh in words but soft in heart?
It has not even been half a day since that happened.”
“His Holiness might have softened inside, so he specially took a carriage to check?
Planning to find an opportunity to take her back?”
Although the discussion between the two Security Team members was not loud, every single word fell into the ears of Bibi Dong.
This person, who had originally cowered in the corner like mud, suddenly shuddered all over, and her eyes, which had long lost their luster and were filled with bloodshot veins, burst out with a frantic brilliance!
“Teacher…” Bibi Dong used all her strength to slowly raise her head.
That severely disfigured face covered in charred scars was filled with a morbid ecstasy and hope.
She stared fixedly at the approaching carriage, as if she could already see Qian Xunji walking out of the carriage and taking her back.
“I knew it…
I knew Teacher would never be that ruthless to me!
Fourteen years of upbringing grace, how could Teacher say he did not want me and just abandon me?”
“The reason he did those things must be to punish my willfulness!” The mind of Bibi Dong began to wildly fantasize.
Crying and laughing at the same time, she said: “Teacher, Dong’er really knows she was wrong…
As long as you let me go back, even if you make me your slave and maid to serve you for the rest of my life, Dong’er will be completely willing!”
Under the almost morbid gaze of Bibi Dong, that luxury carriage drew closer and closer to her location.
Eighty meters…
Fifty meters…
Thirty meters…
Twenty meters…
Bibi Dong held her breath, even imagining how humble and sincere her attitude should be when crawling over to repent to the teacher inside the carriage once it stopped.
However, that golden carriage did not show the slightest sign of slowing down as it passed her location.
The carriage ruthlessly drove past Bibi Dong through the rain curtain along the wide road.
The four white Soul Beast horses proudly raised their heads, and rainwater splashed toward both sides of the carriage along the wheels.
The carriage did not stop…
It just drove towards the city gate of Spirit City, finally disappearing into the rain curtain.
Bibi Dong remained frozen in place, and the hope that had just ignited turned back into despair at this moment…
Why?
Why give her hope of a fresh start, only to ruthlessly crush it right before her eyes?!
Or was there never any hope?
Was it just hope she imagined herself, and the teacher was just passing by coincidentally?
Did the teacher really not plan to want her anymore?
“Phew…
Scared the hell out of me!”
Seeing the carriage move away, the Security Team member who had spat at Bibi Dong earlier heavily patted his chest and completely relaxed.
Looking at Bibi Dong with schadenfreude, he sneered disdainfully: “I just said, how could His Holiness forgive an ungrateful wretch?!”
“What a toad lusting after swan meat, why do you not piss and look at what kind of monster you have become now?
You are actually expecting His Holiness to personally come and pick you back up?
Heh!
Absolute daydreaming!”
“If you could still go back and ride over our heads acting domineering and tyrannical, would everyone be able to betray Spirit Hall in the future?”