Douluo: I am Qian Xunji, not the Secret Chamber Douluo

"The fact that the Tang family of Haotian were treated as bat blood food and suffered daily torment was also my doing."

"The sudden increase in the workload of the Spirit Hall was also orchestrated by me in secret."

Upon hearing that the sudden increase in the workload of the Spirit Hall was actually the work of the Rakshasa God, everyone was furious.

Qian Daoliu and the elders could no longer hold back.

A pair of bloodshot eyes stared intently at the Rakshasa God.

So this is the culprit that makes them work 007 every day, have no holidays, and never finish dealing with paperwork!

If a gaze could kill a god.

The Rakshasa God has been killed by them "a hundred times, a hundred times"!

Crowd: Damn Rakshasa evil god, you have brought us so much suffering!

Facing the gazes of a group of mortals who were about to kill a god, the Rakshasa God was not afraid at all.

He easily manipulates mere ants.

The only being present who frightened Him was Qian Xunji.

"Qian Daoliu was furious and knocked Bibi Dong unconscious, then took her back to the Papal Palace. I took advantage of the situation and orchestrated a scene reminiscent of Douluo Continent in a secret room."

Qian Xunji, who had been finding the conversation increasingly uninteresting, widened his eyes upon hearing this explosive information.

"So this is the real reason why Qian Daoliu became the Secret Chamber Douluo," he thought to himself.

As expected, the title of "Douluo Continent's Number One Troublemaker" and "Number One Mischief-Maker" is not as simple as it sounds.

The Secret Chamber Douluo of this world is a creation of the gods.

The original plot was written by a female tutor hired by Eunuch Wei.

Otherwise, how could the plot be so amazing?

Qian Xunji manipulates Bibi Dong and Liu Erlong to fall in love with Yu Xiaogang.

This is just like the case of a woman from Quanzhou who married an Indian man and was left with no descendants – it's all very strange.

"Did you secretly orchestrate Bibi Dong's falling in love with Gangzi?" Qian Xunji asked.

The Rakshasa god tilted his head: "The Rakshasa doesn't know."

"I'm quite curious about this too."

"How blind and despicable must Bibi Dong be to fall in love with Gangzi at first sight, to be so deeply in love with him, and to be willing to be an enemy of the whole world for Gangzi?"

"Even if Cupid were to be resurrected, he might not be able to manipulate others to this extent."

Qianxun saw the green light turn on, and realized that Rakshasa God had not lied. She felt even more strongly that Bibi Dong in this world was very problematic.

He summoned a cup of Mixue Ice Cream's "Beat Orange" and pushed it in front of the Rakshasa God.

After saying so much, the other person must be a little thirsty.

At the same time, Qian Xunji was curious whether divine sense could be eaten or drunk.

"It tastes good." After finishing his drink, the Rakshasa God said, "If you want to kill me, then hurry up and do it."

"If I act too late, I'm afraid the happiness in my mouth will disappear."

"Why would I kill you?" Qianxun asked, puzzled by Rakshasa God's seemingly resolute acceptance of death.

"What does the feud between the first generation Asura God and the first generation Rakshasa God have to do with me, the second generation Asura God?"

Chapter 67 Bibi Dong: Qian Xunji, how dare you despise me!

The Rakshasa God was very surprised!

He thought about everything, but he never thought that Qian Xunji would do nothing for him.

There was no punishment, no killing, and a cup of fresh orange juice.

When has the Rakshasa God ever received such preferential treatment?

He subconsciously wondered if he was sleeping and having a sweet dream.

He snapped out of his daze a second later.

Qian Xunji's statement, "What does the feud between the first generation Asura God and the first generation Rakshasa God have to do with me, the second generation Asura God?", seems to suggest that he is trying to distance himself from the old Asura.

But the difference lies more in their attitudes towards the Rakshasa god.

He became interested in Qian Xunji, but not in romantic love.

He believed that Chihiro would not let himself be bored in the days to come.

"What is your relationship with Qian Daoliu now?" Rakshasa God asked.

He was very stingy and said he would make Qian Daoliu experience pain that men could not experience.

Now, if Qian Xunji is unwilling to deal with Qian Daoliu, He will take action.

Rakshasa God: Anyone who offends the Rakshasa will be retaliated against by the Rakshasa if they can get revenge!

“I am the God of Asura,” Qianxun replied quickly, her tone firm.

He had only met Qian Daoliu a few times, and each time he had a bad impression of him.

On their first meeting, the other party wanted him to take Bibi Dong as his disciple, which was practically an attempt to harm him!

Not long ago, when they met, the other party wanted him to marry Bibi Dong and take over Old Deng's bad assets.

This kind of fool must be distanced.

Even a tiny bit of it makes me feel disgusted and unlucky.

Upon hearing this, the Rakshasa God's eyes lit up, feeling that he could take revenge.

“Qian Daoliu is the High Priest of the Angel God, and he needs to fulfill the duties of the High Priest,” Qian Xunji continued.

"Didn't the Angel God die long ago?" the Rakshasa God said quickly.

He believed that since the angels were dead, Qian Daoliu had no high priestly duties left to perform.

"The Angel God is long dead." Qian Daoliu couldn't believe it.

This statement came from a deity, so it is absolutely reliable.

A thousand streams flow, their hearts as cold as ashes.

If he could, he would rather not know the truth.

Reality is too cruel; even gods can die.

His son Qian Xunji's extremely cold attitude towards him also made Qian Daoliu completely despair.

He simply said, "I am the God of Asura," without even mentioning his own name.

Qian Daoliu knew perfectly well that his son harbored resentment towards him and did not acknowledge him at all.

He was filled with remorse and thought he shouldn't have said, "You are the least talented person in the history of the Qian family."

If he hadn't fallen out with his son, things wouldn't have come to this point where the son doesn't recognize him and won't even speak to him.

They started by whipping him like a spinning top, making him spin around and around.

He could have been the Father of God, but he turned himself into a "stranger".

"A thousand families need newborns."

"The position of angel has been vacant for a long time, and it is necessary for a new generation of angel gods to be born as soon as possible."

Qian Xunji glanced at Rakshasa God, his eyes coldly issuing a warning.

This is a way of telling me that this matter is very important to me, and that I should not cause trouble.

This Rakshasa god is quite the troublemaker. Although he is also a villain, the things he does are allied actions, and he achieves considerable success.

However, Qian Xunji did not consider them to be one of his own, and would not cause any major incidents regarding the succession of the angelic position.

"Bibi Dong is pregnant, and the child is Qian Daoliu's." Rakshasa God spoke quickly, revealing this crucial information.

Upon hearing this, Qian Xunji thought to himself, "Qian Renxue?"

The thought of Qian Renxue, that foolish and arrogant Douluo native, made Qian Xunji subconsciously show a look of disgust.

The three fools of the Spirit Hall are all women.

One of them is Qian Renxue.

A fool who didn't cultivate properly and instead went to infiltrate the Heavenly Dou Empire to become the crown prince.

She's cute, but she's brainless.

However, the Qian Renxue in this world has no direct father-daughter relationship with him.

The child born from the union of Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong may not necessarily be named Qian Renxue, but could be named Qian Xunxue or Qian Xun Dong.

Qian Xunji tore through space and took a step forward.

He entered the secret chamber of the Papal Palace.

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