In the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong sat on the throne, her right hand resting on her forehead. From time to time, the scene of Qian Renxue fainting in Qian Daoliu's arms flashed through her mind.
She had strange feelings toward her daughter. She wanted to love her, but whenever she saw her, she would always think of Qian Xunji, that damned scum. All her love turned into hatred.
And ever since she came into contact with the Rakshasa God's legacy, a voice kept telling her that she had to kill Qian Renxue. Killing Qian Renxue would allow her to become the Rakshasa God. Only after Qian Renxue left for Tiandou on a secret mission did Bibi Dong's murderous intent slightly subside.
But when she saw Qian Renxue again today, the killing intent in her heart surged once more, tangled with some motherly love, tormenting her to the point of madness.
At that moment, the doors of the Pope's Palace slowly opened, and Bibi Dong looked toward the one entering.
Qian Daoliu? What is he doing here? Could something have happened to Qian Renxue?
"No one comes to the Sanbao Palace without reason. What are you doing here?"
"Bibi Dong, Xiaoxue is injured, and the two Titled Douluo protecting her have died. According to her account, they were attacked by Tang Xiao from the Clear Sky Sect.
I sent three worshipers to investigate the scene. The cause of death of Snake Spear and Thorn Porpoise was that they were hit hard by a hammer-type martial spirit, and their bodies were crushed to death."
"So, you're picking a fight with the Clear Sky Sect alone. What are you doing in my Pope's Palace?"
Bibi Dong looked indifferently at her delicate hand. Qian Renxue was fine. As for Snake Spear and Thorn Porpoise, they were dead. What did that have to do with her?
"I want you to attack the Clear Sky Sect together."
"Oh~, your Worship Hall is so powerful. Why do you still need a little pope like me?"
"Because you are Xiaoxue's mother."
"Qian Daoliu, how dare you mention that to me!"
Bibi Dong slapped the throne and suddenly stood up. She hated the Qian family the most. Everything related to that bastard Qian Xunji disgusted her.
"Whether you come or not is up to you. We move out tonight."
Qian Daoliu left, flicking his sleeves. Xiaoxue's vengeance had to be avenged. Bo Saixi couldn't protect the entire Clear Sky Sect.
As he left, Bibi Dong leaned back on the throne, dazed, not knowing what she was thinking.
...
That night, Qian Daoliu donned black robes and brought along the second, third, and fourth worshipers. When he saw Bibi Dong flying in from afar, he was quite satisfied.
"Qian Daoliu, what is it? Even you know that you're not worth seeing."
"Bibi Dong, you..."
"Second Worshiper, ignore her."
Qian Daoliu stopped the Golden Crocodile from attacking and handed a set of black robes to Bibi Dong. They came to avenge Xiaoxue, but they couldn't let anyone know about Xiaoxue.
They had no right to speak openly, so they could only resort to this last method. Although they were the only ones on the continent who dared attack the Clear Sky Sect, as long as they weren't directly exposed, who would dare question them?
Meanwhile, within the gates of the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Xiao, who was cultivating, suddenly woke up and looked toward Spirit Hall. For some reason, he had a bad feeling in his heart.
He couldn't continue cultivating, so he summoned the Sixth and Seventh Elders of the Clear Sky Sect and told the disciples to strengthen patrols.
"Tang Xiao, why did you call us here?"
"Seventh Elder, don't act like this."
"Hmph."
The Sixth Elder sighed helplessly. It wasn't surprising—Seventh Elder had the closest bond with the Fourth Elder. Who would have thought that the Fourth Elder would perish in the last wave of spirit beasts? He grew more and more disgusted with Tang Xiao.
Feeling guilty, Tang Xiao stayed silent for a while, letting the Seventh Elder vent before speaking.
"Elders, I called you this time because I have a strong sense of foreboding. Something may happen to our Clear Sky Sect tonight."
"What!!"
Both elders stood up in response. The past decade had already been more eventful than most lifetimes. This was just one more crisis facing the Clear Sky Sect.
Tang Xiao ignored them. The foreboding in his heart grew stronger. This ominous feeling led him to pull out a blue aquamarine pearl from his soul guide and hand it to the Sixth Elder.
"Master, what is this?"
"This is a treasure that Senior Bo Saixi gave me when she was in Beast City. It was produced by a rare ocean spirit beast. Once crushed, it will create a spatial channel and Senior Bo Saixi can come directly to our Clear Sky Sect.
Seventh Elder, take this. If anything happens tonight, don't hesitate—crush it immediately."
"Understood."
The three waited for a long time in the Sect Master's Hall. As the sky grew lighter, they began to relax a bit. Maybe it really was just Tang Xiao's illusion this time.
"Tang Xiao, everything seems fine. I'm going to—"
Before the Seventh Elder could finish his sentence, a massive explosion erupted at the foot of the Clear Sky Sect.
The three exchanged looks and rushed out of the hall. The Sixth Elder clutched the aquamarine pearl, ready to destroy it at any moment.
They saw the Clear Sky Sect's gate once again engulfed in raging flames, and a blazing lion leaped up the mountain. Wherever it passed, no grass remained.
A blue phoenix flew through the air, unleashing blades of wind that harvested the lives of Clear Sky Sect disciples.
"Spirit Hall!!!"
Tang Xiao rushed out with the Clear Sky Hammer, followed by the Seventh Elder, who flew up to face the Lion Douluo and Blue Luan Douluo, ready to detonate his rings at any moment.
The Sixth Elder, who remained behind, crushed the pearl in his hand. Turquoise ripples spread through the air, and a blue portal slowly formed. Qian Daoliu in the distance frowned—he could sense the scent of the sea.
"Second Worshiper, let's attack together."
No one was holding back in the sky. The Sixth and Seventh Elders held their Clear Sky Hammers, staring down the two Super Douluo opposite them, unaware that two even more powerful figures had silently appeared beside them.
With one sword and one tail strike, the last two Titled Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect were completely defeated. Just as Qian Daoliu was about to kill Tang Xiao, a wave surged toward them.
The crashing wave pushed back the Spirit Hall members, extinguished the fire at the mountain gate, and gently swept up Tang Xiao and the few dozen surviving disciples of the Clear Sky Sect who remained after Bibi Dong's slaughter.
Poseidon Douluo Bo Saixi had arrived at the Clear Sky Sect.
"Qian Daoliu, why are you attacking the Clear Sky Sect and committing such cruelty?"
"It wasn't us who started it. The Clear Sky Sect ambushed my granddaughter and killed two of my Spirit Hall Titled Douluo."
"We didn't! Qian Daoliu, don't you dare falsely accuse us!"
Tang Hao was so angry he nearly fainted. That damned Spirit Hall attacked them without cause and used such a pathetic excuse.
Bo Saixi was also slightly surprised. At their level, they had their own pride and had long looked down on lying—but did the Clear Sky Sect truly dare to do such a thing?
Whether the accusations were true or not, or whether someone had framed the Clear Sky Sect—it no longer mattered now.
She knew this matter could no longer be resolved peacefully.