“Dong’er, so the uncle who came to our Family that day was His Holiness, the Supreme Pontiff?” At this moment, Wang Zhao briefly suppressed the astonishment in his heart, pretending not to hear Bibi Dong’s earlier murmur of “Teacher,” and said with an innocent face, tilting his head.
“I didn’t expect Dong’er to be so amazing; she even knows His Holiness, the Supreme Pontiff.” Bibi Dong: “…” Butterfly: “…” “It’s not just knowing him.” Bibi Dong was silent for a moment, then suddenly seemed to realize something, before looking Wang Zhao up and down and speaking.
“Hmm?” Wang Zhao’s small face showed confusion.
However, his heart skipped a beat.
Why did Bibi Dong say that?
Was she planning to reveal her identity to him?
What was the purpose of doing so?
In such a short time, it was not enough for Wang Zhao to ponder so many questions.
But the next moment, Bibi Dong suddenly met his eyes, giving him no chance to evade.
“Wang Zhao, I’ve always known you’re very clever.
You must have already guessed your teacher’s true identity.” “Can you tell me?” Upon hearing this, the innocent expression on Wang Zhao’s face slightly receded.
He thought for a moment, then analyzed with a hint of seriousness: “Dong’er, logically speaking, you should have served as a Cardinal of the Spirit Hall, but I’ve never seen you conduct business or participate in any activities in Wuhun City.” “Furthermore, if you were merely holding a position within the Spirit Hall, with your current strength, you should have long since become a famous Fifth Platinum Bishop.
Yet, your name has remained obscure.” “Judging by how young you still are, Dong’er, if I’m not mistaken, your true identity should be a secretly cultivated reserve Elder of the Spirit Hall, and you have a current Elder with real power from the Spirit Hall as your teacher.
Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain the authority you had to easily arrange for me to work in the Library of the Spirit Hall Academy, and also ensure I remained undisturbed for the past year.” “Besides that…” “Dong’er, you can only be one of the core figures of the Spirit Hall, that Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall who is always heard but never seen—” “Your Highness, Bibi Dong!” “Haha…” At this point, Wang Zhao’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he scratched his head, smiling innocently: “But Dong’er, although your name, like that Holy Maiden, contains the character ‘Dong,’ you absolutely cannot be the Holy Maiden.” “Why?” Bibi Dong looked directly into Wang Zhao’s eyes and pressed for an answer.
At the same time, she was somewhat shocked.
Was this an analysis a proper seven-year-old could make?
He was very unusual!
“Because…” Wang Zhao’s voice suddenly grew softer, and his gaze subtly changed, as if hinting at something: “As we just saw, the current Supreme Pontiff has died.” “And if nothing unexpected happens, we will soon hear the news that the Holy Maiden will temporarily serve as the acting Supreme Pontiff once we return to Wuhun City.” “If you truly are the Holy Maiden, Dong’er, then I, we will all be in a lot of trouble.” “After all, Teacher, you are not yet a Titled Douluo…” Hearing Wang Zhao rarely call her “Teacher,” Bibi Dong’s eyes widened sharply.
She suddenly realized that after her teacher, Qian Xunji, fell, she seemed to have no one to rely on in the Spirit Hall.
And she, who had not yet advanced to Titled Douluo, was simply not enough to be her own reliance!
With her current Spirit Douluo level cultivation, although she would be treated as an honored guest by any force in this World.
The position of Supreme Pontiff of the Spirit Hall was different!
Even if it was only acting.
Not to mention, from the age of six when Qian Xunji took her as a student, her life had actually been firmly tied to the Spirit Hall.
With the Hall of Offerings hardly managing affairs, her taking the position of acting Supreme Pontiff meant becoming a target for all.
One must know, there were still quite a few Titled Douluo Elders with real power below rank 95 within the Spirit Hall.
Most of them were representatives of various influential Families, while she, Bibi Dong, was merely a commoner Genius who had awakened a mutated twin spirits!
She couldn’t hold this position…
Unless the Hall of Offerings was willing to step forward and support her.
But was that possible?
Firstly, she had almost no connection with the Hall of Offerings.
Even if the Hall of Offerings did intervene, it would only be to confront the Clear Sky Sect and reclaim face for Qian Xunji.
As for Qian Daoliu…
She had only met this grand-teacher once, and she could clearly feel that his impression of her was not very good.
Most importantly— It was likely that in Qian Daoliu’s eyes, the position of Supreme Pontiff of the Spirit Hall could only ever be held by the Angel Qian Family line!
At this moment.
Seeing Bibi Dong’s indecisive expression, Wang Zhao’s heart also sank slightly.
Indeed, he hadn’t guessed wrong.
As a person who did not stand under a crumbling wall and was incredibly cautious, how could he, like the common protagonists in web novels from his previous life, occasionally inexplicably ignore his premonitions?
Therefore, the words he had just spoken were actually his test of Bibi Dong.
If everything had gone as expected, and the “Secret Room Incident” had occurred, then Qian Renxue would undoubtedly be Bibi Dong’s biological daughter.
With this relationship, Bibi Dong would not worry about anything, least of all about something happening to her in the Spirit Hall.
However, combining Qian Xunji’s premature death, which might mean Bibi Dong didn’t have the chance to “kill her husband” and activate the Rakshasa God Trial; and Bibi Dong’s previous sadness over Qian Xunji’s death, based on Bibi Dong’s almost impossibly unyielding personality that could not turn hatred into love, Wang Zhao had a terrifying guess in his heart: that is— The plot had changed, and the characters’ fates had also changed!
What if…
Although Qian Xunji had indeed driven Yu Xiaogang away, thus incurring Bibi Dong’s resentment.
He hadn’t committed any beastly acts.
Qian Renxue still existed as if by fate.
But her birth mother was unknown.
This was a real World; everything had a trace to follow.
If any character did something completely inconsistent with their identity and personality, it could only be because there was some hidden reason behind it!
Suddenly, Wang Zhao recalled a conjecture made by netizens in his previous life regarding the Qian Xunji Secret Room Incident, and even the entire Douluo story’s ultimate source of evil, extending to the end of the plot.
That was, behind all of this, there were actually Gods at play, playing a game of chess!
First, the Rakshasa God made a move, interfering with the consciousness of Qian Xunji, the owner of the Angel Spirit, with his Divine Thought, causing him to commit an unrighteous act.
Then, step by step, guiding Bibi Dong to the Slaughter City, and then changing course to carry out the subsequent Rakshasa God cultivation plan.
But this was not the complete plan.
This plan, perhaps, was actually part of a larger plan.
For example…
The Asura God cultivation plan!
If Tang San’s Transmigration was truly related to the Asura God, then…
What about his Transmigration?
“!!!” Wang Zhao’s face suddenly changed, instantly becoming visibly ugly.
It might not seem tempting right now but who knows what the future holds?
“And If you’re enjoying it, drop a Power Stone for me!”