Chapter 236: Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing Seek Out Qian Renxue

Chapter 236: Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing Seek Out Qian Renxue

Under Bibi Dong's seduction, Su Mo couldn't resist.

When she heard Su Mo agree, Bibi Dong gave a charming smile.

Then, she slowly backed away, lowering her head beneath Su Mo.

Soon enough, Su Mo felt himself completely enveloped.

"I'll leave Xiao Xue to you. As for the Empire, leave that to me."

"I'll govern it exactly as you requested."

After they had satisfied themselves, Bibi Dong said this to Su Mo.

"You're not planning to finish your god trial first?"

Still caught in the afterglow, Su Mo quickly asked when he heard her words.

"My trial isn't urgent. There are no enemies left here anyway, so I can delay it for a bit," Bibi Dong replied.

In truth, seeing Su Mo complete his trial and knowing that Qian Renxue was nearly done as well made Bibi Dong a little anxious—not wanting to fall behind.

But with the continent only recently unified, if she asked Su Mo to travel to the future timeline to help Qian Renxue, then someone had to stay behind and oversee the Empire.

So she could only postpone her trial for now.

For the daughter of the future timeline, she was willing to wait.

Besides, with no enemies left in this world, there was really no rush for her to become a god.

"Alright then, I'll leave this side to you."

Hearing her words, Su Mo didn't say anything more. Delaying Bibi Dong's trial a bit wasn't a problem.

"Mhm, take good care of Xiao Xue for me."

Bibi Dong gazed at Su Mo with tender affection.

…

Future timeline.

What was once called Holy Spirit Village was now renamed Divine Spirit Village.

"No… you can't tear it down…"

"It… it represents the pride of our village…"

Leaning on a cane, the increasingly hunched Old Jack shakily stood in front of the golden monument in Divine Spirit Village, adamantly refusing to let the villagers dismantle it.

"Village Chief, it's been ten years. Aside from honor, what has this golden monument brought us?"

"Ever since Spirit Hall was destroyed, it's been ten years since anyone came to awaken martial souls for the children of Holy Spirit Village!"

"And all of this was caused by Tang San!"

"That's right…"

"Village Chief, it's not that we don't want this honor. But that honor is just an empty title—it brings us nothing!"

"Now our children can never awaken their martial souls…"

"Our village will never produce soul masters again!"

"A village where no soul masters can be born still calls itself Divine Spirit Village? Isn't that a joke?"

"That's right, tear down the monument. We don't want to be Divine Spirit Village anymore…"

"Yes…"

"…"

Despite Old Jack's protests, the villagers before him were furious and unified in their outcry. None of them cared for the so-called honor he spoke of.

They had once taken pride in it too. But after realizing their children's path to becoming soul masters had been severed, resentment toward Tang San—who destroyed the Spirit Empire—grew.

So what if Tang San became a god? What did that matter to them?

He destroyed Spirit Hall and the Spirit Empire, but never considered what it meant for ordinary people trying to become soul masters. Their interests had been crushed.

And unlike other common folk, this village was where Tang San had grown up, yet he hadn't done anything for them.

"…"

Old Jack's body trembled, his expression filled with pain. He had no words to defend Tang San anymore.

He could say that no one came to awaken martial souls because of the conflict between the two empires, that Tang San didn't know.

But he had said that a thousand times—it didn't matter. The villagers had once believed him, but gradually, they stopped caring. All they saw was that their children could no longer awaken martial souls, and that was Tang San's fault.

"Sigh—"

At last, Old Jack let out a desolate sigh, lowered his head, and shakily stepped aside, no longer stopping them.

He collapsed to the ground, blankly watching as the villagers tore down the monument with "Divine Spirit" engraved on it and carried it off to be melted.

That monument had been built with money pooled from the villagers, and now it was to be melted and divided up.

"Melt it… maybe it's better that way…"

Old Jack silently watched it all unfold, letting go of his final stubbornness.

If the village had no future, then its past honor didn't matter.

"Xiao San… Xiao San, why couldn't you just come back once? Just once, so I could tell you everything…"

Old Jack murmured in sorrow.

He had never imagined that after becoming a god, Tang San would never return to the village.

It wasn't that he hadn't tried to find him—he had sent people out, but they couldn't locate Tang San. With his status, he had no way of even finding out where Tang San had gone.

At that moment, while some villagers went to melt the monument, others carried over a new stone stele to replace it.

Divine Spirit Village was officially renamed back to Holy Spirit Village.

"To think even the villagers who raised Tang San from childhood don't acknowledge him anymore."

"I wonder if Tang San would feel ashamed if he saw this."

Outside the village, a man watched the scene and found it bitterly laughable.

"I was the one who awakened his martial soul back then."

"I used to be proud of that. After he became a god, I boasted often about being the one to help him awaken."

The man spoke bitterly to himself.

It was Su Yuntao, the former Spirit Hall official who had helped awaken Tang San's martial soul.

Of course, Spirit Hall no longer existed, and Su Yuntao had long ceased to be one of its people.

At first, when Spirit Hall was destroyed, he felt nothing more than some melancholy. He didn't think it was a big deal.

He believed Spirit Hall's ambition had grown too big and that their defeat was inevitable.

At least, that's what he had believed.

But over the years, as time passed, Su Yuntao gradually realized something was wrong.

Others might not have noticed, but he had once been responsible for awakening martial souls for commoners, so he understood more clearly than anyone—after Spirit Hall was gone, no one was awakening martial souls for civilians anymore.

Only then did he come to understand Spirit Hall's value.

After that, he never boasted about awakening Tang San again. Others might still think it was an honor, but to him, it had become a disgrace.

Today, he had returned to his hometown and couldn't help coming here to take a look.

And what he saw made him feel incredibly satisfied.

Su Yuntao really wanted to know what kind of expression Tang San would make if he saw all this.

"If only it had been Spirit Hall that won back then…"

Su Yuntao sighed, deeply nostalgic for the days of Spirit Hall.

Flap flap—

Suddenly, a carrier pigeon landed on Su Yuntao's shoulder.

He quickly caught it and removed the message tied to its leg.

"Her Highness Qian Renxue… has returned?"

Upon seeing the message, Su Yuntao's pupils sharply contracted.

The message was from a friend, informing him that Qian Renxue had returned and was now gathering former Spirit Hall disciples and other like-minded individuals at the ruins of Spirit Hall—those who were willing to help her overthrow the two great empires.

"To restore the glory of Spirit Hall… how could I not be a part of that!"

Though Su Yuntao was not particularly strong, he didn't hesitate. He turned and immediately set off for the ruins of Spirit Hall.

…

Even someone like Su Yuntao, a minor figure, had heard of Qian Renxue's return—so it was no surprise that others had already received the news.

The two great empires and the major sects had naturally learned of it well in advance.

"That woman… she actually intends to rebuild Spirit Hall? What is she trying to do?"

"Teacher should've killed her back then!"

"I will never allow Spirit Hall to rise again!"

The Emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire, Xue Beng, flew into a rage upon hearing the news.

Of course, while he was angry, he wasn't particularly afraid.

In his view, Spirit Hall had been gone for many years. Even if Qian Renxue wanted to restore it, she wouldn't be able to stir up much momentum.

But regardless of his disdain, he would never permit Spirit Hall's revival.

The Emperor of the Star Luo Empire, Dai Weisi—Dai Mubai's older brother—felt the same.

"Brother, sister-in-law, I'm entrusting Spirit Hall's situation to you two."

"In any case, the Star Luo Empire will never allow Spirit Hall to rise again!"

"If that woman doesn't listen… just kill her."

Dai Weisi summoned Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing, asking the couple to deal with the matter.

In front of Dai Mubai, Dai Weisi showed no imperial airs, since it was thanks to Dai Mubai voluntarily giving up the throne that he had become Emperor of Star Luo. He had always been grateful to him.

"Don't worry, big brother. Leave it to me!"

Dai Mubai patted his chest and readily accepted the task.

He had already reached Rank 97 in soul power, and breaking through further wouldn't be easy—it might take decades.

Becoming a god on his own was nearly impossible.

Only by receiving a god's inheritance, like Tang San, Oscar, or Ning Rongrong had, would it be possible.

Before ascending, Tang San had promised to help him find such an inheritance.

So now, with little else to do, even if Dai Weisi hadn't asked, Dai Mubai would have gone to check it out anyway.

He wanted to see just what gave that woman the nerve to rebuild Spirit Hall.

The fall of the Spirit Empire and Spirit Hall had been the legacy of the Shrek Seven Devils. He didn't want to see Spirit Hall rebuilt.

"Haha, then I'll leave it to you, little brother."

Dai Weisi relaxed upon hearing his response.

With Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing going, there shouldn't be any issues.

Both were now at Rank 97, and they possessed a powerful martial soul fusion skill. Even if Qian Renxue had once been the Angel God, so what?

Now she was only Rank 89. A regular Titled Douluo might not be her match, but Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing would have no problem.

"Zhuqing, let's go."

"Let's see what exactly that woman thinks she's doing."

Dai Mubai smiled faintly, then turned to Zhu Zhuqing.

"Mm."

Zhu Zhuqing responded with a nod and followed Dai Mubai toward the Spirit Hall ruins.

With their cultivation, the two quickly reached the site.

Once there, they were surprised by what they saw.

"There are actually this many people?"

Dai Mubai was shocked.

The once-desolate Spirit City now looked lively again.

There were not only soul masters, but many commoners too.

"There are really this many people who still miss Spirit Hall…"

Zhu Zhuqing also looked surprised.

It was clear that these people had come in response to Qian Renxue's call because they remembered Spirit Hall fondly.

And this was just after a few days—if things continued like this, Spirit Hall really might be rebuilt.

Although the numbers didn't match Spirit Hall's former glory, they could still surpass many existing sects.

"These damn fools!"

Dai Mubai's expression darkened.

The scene enraged him.

So many people still missed Spirit Hall—it made his blood boil. Had they all forgotten how evil Spirit Hall was?

They had once been saved from Spirit Hall's tyranny!

Not only did they show no gratitude, they were now rallying behind Qian Renxue.

They were courting death!

Boom—

In his fury, Dai Mubai released his soul pressure, blasting it toward Spirit City.

"Who goes there?"

The guards at the city gate were immediately alarmed and looked toward the entrance.

"I-It's the White Tiger Douluo and the Nether Douluo…"

"Quick! Notify Her Holiness the Saintess and His Holiness the Pope!"

"…"

Once they saw clearly who had arrived, the guards scrambled into action.

"No need. I'm already here."

Before they could act, a graceful figure appeared above them and spoke calmly.

The moment Dai Mubai released his soul pressure, Qian Renxue sensed it and arrived.

Her gaze chilled slightly as she looked at Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing—two of the Shrek Seven Devils. Very well.

"Your Holiness!"

"Your Holiness!"

"…"

The guards and others in the city immediately bowed respectfully upon seeing Qian Renxue.

With the rebuilding of Spirit Hall, she naturally assumed the position of Pope.

As for Hu Liena, she returned to her previous title of Saintess.

"What are you doing here?"

Qian Renxue looked at Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing coldly and asked flatly.

"Qian Renxue, that's what we should be asking you!"

"What exactly are you trying to do?"

Seeing her again, Dai Mubai dropped all pretenses and questioned her directly.

Qian Renxue's continued arrogance infuriated him.

She used to be the Angel God—now she was nothing.

Dai Mubai had no idea that Qian Renxue had already regained her divine power.

He assumed she was simply relying on her previous strength to act arrogantly again. After all, he knew that even most Super Douluo wouldn't be her match.

…

(End of Chapter)

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