Chapter 13: Scum-feeding Spiders, Not Bad.

Chapter 13: Scum-feeding spiders, not bad.

One day later, Yue Guan and Gui Mei carried Pope Qian Xunji, and despite his serious injuries, they traveled at full speed without sleep and finally returned to Wuhun City.

The ghost leopard woke up in the middle of the journey, so he was responsible for carrying Jin Ming's body.

Time is running out.

They did not choose to enter through the city gate but instead flew directly over the hundred-meter-high city wall and reached the Pope's Palace.

...

Worship hall.

Under the lifelike six-winged angel statue that looks like a real person.

An old man with the same long golden hair as Qianxunji was kneeling on a mat, praying devoutly.

The old man was handsome, with features that were 70% similar to Qianxunji. He was tall but not strong, and he looked only in his thirties or forties, but he was actually over a hundred years old.

He exudes a calm and peaceful aura, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

This old man's name is Qian Daoliu. 

His cultivation reached the ninety-ninth level of Ultimate Douluo.

He is one of the three ultimate Douluos in the world, a great priest of the Spirit Hall who is known as the invincible in the sky. He is the ruler of the Douluo Hall and the Priest Hall, the former Pope of the Spirit Hall, and the father of the current Pope, Qian Xunji.

When Yueguan and his companions flew over the wall of Wuhun City, Qian Daoliu sensed it.

"What's the emergency?"

Qian Daoliu frowned.

Then his huge mental power was aroused and swept back and forth over Yueguan and the others.

The next moment, Qian Daoliu's calm face suddenly changed color and became extremely ugly.

"Golden Crocodile, something happened!"

Qian Daoliu left a message and informed the second priest, Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Then, his figure flashed, disappeared from the offering hall, and appeared directly in the Pope's Palace.

At this time, Yueguan and his companions had already arrived and had just put down the bodies of Qianxunji and Jinming.

"Great, great offering!"

When Yueguan, Guimei, and Guibao saw Qiandaoliu appear, they quickly knelt down on their knees, their eyes full of fear, their heads resting on the ground, and they couldn't help shaking.

"His whole body is broken, his internal organs are damaged, he is paralyzed, he is dying, his body is shattered, and his spirit is being damaged. If he doesn't get treatment in time, he will most likely die."

Qian Daoliu flashed to the bedside.

With just a glance, he knew Qianxunji's situation, and his face looked extremely ugly.

Then he released his martial spirit instantly.

In an instant, a huge six-winged angel martial spirit hundreds of feet tall emerged.

It directly enveloped the entire Pope's Palace.

The soft, sacred golden light fell on Qianxunji.

Soon, Qianxunji's face, which was as pale as paper, finally regained a trace of color. Although it only temporarily stabilized his injuries, it also made Qian Daoliu breathe a sigh of relief.

Later on, as long as you find a healing soul master to treat you, you should be able to recover after resting for a period of time.

The sacred golden light not only filled the Pope's Palace but also spread to the entire Wuhun City.

The residents of Wuhun City were confused and thought it was an angel appearing. They quickly knelt down and prayed devoutly.

The sacred aura emanating from the six-winged angel spirit was sensed by all the strong men in the Spirit Hall. All the priests and elders in the Worship Hall and the Elder Hall flew towards the Pope's Hall.

not far away.

Bibi Dong, who was practicing in the Holy Maiden Temple, also sensed it.

Her lavender eyes suddenly opened, and her gaze turned towards the Pope's Palace.

However, she did not go over it but just used her mental power to check on the situation.

Soon, she got a general idea of the situation.

"Hahaha! Qianxunji, you deserve this day!"

Bibi Dong curled her lips into a sneer, her face full of gloating and mockery.

After a moment, her expression turned fierce.

"I can't let go of such a good opportunity. As the saying goes, take advantage of your weakness to kill you. Scum, just wait, I will send you to hell right away!"

Next to the orphanage, by the Blue Lake.

Ye Qifeng was holding a book borrowed by Hu Liena in his hand.

He raised his head and looked towards the center of Wuhun City, looking at the six-winged angel that was hundreds of feet tall and emitting sacred golden light.

Ye Qifeng opened his mouth wide:

"This... could it be the martial spirit of that old man, Qian Daoliu? For him to summon his martial spirit, it seems something big happened. Judging from the time, I think Qian Xunji went to capture Ah Yin but was beaten half to death by Tang Hao and became paralyzed on one side."

"Well, if that's the case, then Qianxunji is not far from death. Feeding scum to spiders is not bad; it is a worthy death."

Inside the worship hall.

In the girl's room, she dressed warmly.

A little girl about nine years old, wearing a golden dress, was sitting cross-legged on the bed with her eyes closed, practicing hard.

This little girl has beautiful long golden hair casually draped over her head, skin whiter than snow, charming and delicate facial features, and a straight nose.

Although she is young, her appearance is no less than that of Bibi Dong, but her temperament is obviously different. She has a unique sense of pride and majesty.

She is the young master of the Spirit Hall. Her name is Qian Renxue.

She is also Qian Daoliu's granddaughter.

Suddenly, the six-winged angel spirit in her body trembled, and she opened her slightly slender phoenix eyes.

In the eye sockets are a pair of azure pupils, as crystal clear as bright sapphires.

"It's Grandpa's martial spirit aura. What happened? Do you want to go and take a look? Forget it. With Grandpa here, he can handle any big problem. I'd better continue to practice. I want to become stronger and not let Grandpa down."

Although Qian Renxue was curious, she was an obedient child, especially after hearing Qian Daoliu's words, so she suppressed her curiosity and decided to continue practicing.

Qian Renxue felt that the person who treated her the best in the world was her grandfather.

Even her father was not as good as her grandfather, because her father was always busy with the affairs of the Spirit Hall and did not have much time to accompany her.

From childhood to adulthood, there has only been one person who has always been with me: Grandpa Qian Daoliu.

So she is closest to her grandfather and listens to him the most.

...

Inside the Papal Palace.

Yueguan, Guimei, and Guibao were having a hard time at this time.

After Qian Daoliu stabilized Qian Xunji's injuries, he did not take back his martial soul immediately.

He turned around and looked at Yueguan, Guimei, and Guibao. His face was extremely gloomy, like that of a tiger, ready to bite anyone.

Yueguan and the other two were so frightened that they trembled with fear and had to crouch even lower.

"snort!"

Qian Daoliu snorted coldly, and the might of the Extreme Douluo was instantly aroused, condensing like a substance and directly bombarding Yueguan and the other two.

Boom!

The three Yueguan people were hit hard and smashed against the wall of the Pope's Palace before falling down. The injuries of the three people who were already seriously injured were even worse.

Puff——

The three Yueguan people each spat out a mouthful of blood, struggled to get up, and tremblingly kneeled down in front of Qian Daoliu again, not daring to make any complaints.

"what happened?"

At this time, a rough voice came from outside the door; the voice was full of doubts, and then a sturdy old man in golden clothes walked in from the temple door. It was the second worshiper in the worship hall, Golden Crocodile Douluo.

He was just playing with his newborn granddaughter and came a little late.

He flashed to the field, and the first thing he saw was Jin Ming lying lifeless on the ground.

The golden crocodile was stunned for a moment.

The next second, his body shook violently. It was obvious that he had suffered a huge blow, and he could not accept it for a moment.

Then he collapsed, holding Jin Ming in his arms with trembling hands, wailing and crying.

"Son, what's wrong with you? How come you are like this after going out? Get up quickly. You can't die. If you die, what will happen to Yue'er? Who will protect her in the future?"

Behind them, all the Titled Douluo-level masters followed closely.

Everyone came to the Pope's Palace one by one.

After seeing the dying Pope and the dead Jin Ming, everyone opened their eyes wide in shock. When they saw the miserable bodies of Yue Guan and the other two, everyone's eyes were filled with sympathy and pity.

They thought that if the Pope died, Yueguan, Guimei, and Guibao would probably be buried with him.

(End of this chapter)