Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends.

She was curious about what the final result would be for Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue's grand scheme.

Meanwhile, inside the offering hall.

After days of continuous discussion and research, combining past observations of Bibi Dong with extensive theoretical deductions, the think tank led by Qian Daoliu finally drafted a preliminary outline of a cultivation plan tailored for Snow White.

"This is all we can do for now."

Qian Daoliu rubbed his temples, his eyes showing fatigue but even more excitement.

"This plan is enough to ensure that Xiaoxue'er is completely safe before reaching the Soul Saint level. However, after level 70, especially when adding a Soul Ring to the second Martial Soul, the energy impact and physical load at those key nodes are difficult to predict accurately without practical experience."

He looked at Qian Renxue with a deep gaze: "Xue'er, this plan is good, but to ensure it is foolproof, I'm afraid we will ultimately need that woman's experience."

Qian Renxue's heart sank. The moment she least wanted to face had finally arrived.

She looked at the plan on the table, a culmination of her grandfather's and many researchers' hard work, and then thought of Snow White, far away in the Heavenly Dou Palace, completely unaware of it…

A mother's anxieties ultimately triumphed over all conflicting emotions.

Qian Renxue slowly stood up, her eyes becoming firm and resolute: "I understand, Grandpa. I'll go to the Papal Palace now."

Her voice was soft, yet it carried an undeniable determination.

For her daughter's sake, she had to try, even if it meant facing Bibi Dong's coldness and humiliation.

Qian Daoliu looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar determination in his granddaughter's eyes, sighed slightly, and nodded.

“Go. No matter the outcome, your grandfather, you, and the entire ancestral hall will be that child’s strongest support.”

……

Outside the Papal Palace.

Qian Renxue took a deep breath, suppressing the complex emotions surging within her.

The deep-seated fear, alienation, and even resentment she felt towards Biblioth were forcibly suppressed by her worries about Snow White's future.

She had to take this step for her daughter's sake.

The Templar Knights guarding the temple gates had clearly been instructed beforehand. Upon seeing Qian Renxue, they did not stop her, but simply bowed respectfully and then silently pushed open the heavy door.

The Papal Palace was dimly lit, with shadows cast by the high dome and a long scarlet carpet stretching all the way to the high papal throne at the end.

Bibi Dong sat there, dressed in a magnificent purple papal robe, wearing a purple-gold crown, and holding a scepter. She did not look towards the door, but rather tilted her head slightly, seemingly reviewing a file in her hands. Her exquisite profile appeared cold and aloof in the light and shadow.

Qian Renxue walked into the hall step by step, her high heels clicking clearly on the polished floor.

With every step she took, she could feel the scrutiny emanating from the throne.

She walked to the center of the hall, stopped, and bowed slightly in accordance with etiquette: "Your Holiness the Pope."

Bibi Dong seemed to only then notice her presence, slowly raising her head. Her purple eyes fell on Qian Renxue, devoid of any warmth, only a cold scrutiny and a hint of mockery.

"You're back?" Her voice was flat and emotionless.

"The affairs of the Heavenly Dou Empire do not seem to be too busy, allowing the young master to have time to return to Wuhun City, and even alarming the Grand Elder, who mobilized the top-secret files in the hall."

Bibi Dong's words were undisguisedly sarcastic, clearly indicating that she already knew about the commotion in the Offering Hall and attributed it to Qian Renxue's return.

Qian Renxue's heart tightened slightly, but she maintained a calm expression.

"I do have urgent business to attend to back in the palace. It was not my intention to disturb Your Majesty."

"Oh?" Bibi Dong put down the file in her hand, leaned forward slightly, rested her elbows on the armrest of the throne, interlaced her fingers, and adopted a condescending and scrutinizing posture.

"What kind of important matter requires the use of core research on twin martial souls? Could it be that the young master has discovered some once-in-a-millennium genius in the Heaven Dou Empire and is eager to add to the Spirit Hall's fighting strength?"

Bibi Dong did not believe Qian Renxue's explanation. In her opinion, Qian Renxue's actions were nothing more than an attempt to cultivate her own power in order to oppose her, the Pope.

Qian Renxue remained silent for a moment.

She knew that telling the truth directly might have unpredictable consequences, but beating around the bush wouldn't achieve the same goal.

She raised her head, looked directly into Bibi Dong's cold eyes, and decided to get straight to the point, but selectively reveal information.

"It is indeed related to a person with twin martial souls. This child is exceptionally talented and is crucial to the future of our Spirit Hall. However, his martial soul is special, and his cultivation method is a matter of life and death. Therefore, we have to seek help from the accumulated experience within the hall to ensure a complete success."

"Exceptional talent?" Bibi Dong chuckled lightly, her laughter tinged with disdain.

Chapter 53 Surprise

"How good can it be? Can it possibly surpass me? The cultivation of twin martial souls cannot be solved by mere theoretical discussion. Without the guidance of someone who has personally experienced it, even the best plan is nothing but a castle in the air, only a laughing stock."

Bibi Dong's words were like a cold, sharp knife, precisely hitting Qian Renxue's biggest worry.

Qian Renxue clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms again. She knew that Bibi Dong was telling the truth, which was why she was standing here at this moment.

"Your Majesty is absolutely right." Qian Renxue forced herself to remain calm and humble.

"That is why I have taken the liberty of coming here to earnestly request Your Majesty's guidance, for the sake of the future of the Spirit Hall. Even if it is just some precautions for the early stages of cultivation, or the key milestones after level 70."

"Guides?"

Bibi Dong seemed to have heard something extremely ridiculous. She slowly stood up and walked down the high steps, her papal robe trailing on the ground with a rustling sound.

She walked up to Qian Renxue, the two of them very close, Qian Renxue could even feel the cold and powerful aura emanating from her.

“Qian Renxue.” Bibi Dong called her by her name directly, her purple eyes seeming to freeze with ice.

"What makes you think I would so easily share with you the experiences I've gained through life-and-death situations and countless pains and hardships? To train someone who might use them against me in the future?"

Bibi Dong's voice wasn't loud, but every word was like an ice cone, piercing Qian Renxue's heart.

"Or do you think that your status as the young master, or your lineage with that man, is enough to make me look at you differently?" A deep disgust and pain flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes when she mentioned Qian Xunji.

Qian Renxue's face paled slightly; Bibi Dong's reaction was more intense and direct than she had expected.

The intense hatred and rejection almost materialized, making her feel suffocated.

She knew that trying to move Bibi Dong with the spirit of the Spirit Hall or kinship was simply wishful thinking.

Between them, all that remained was cold exploitation and confrontation.

But, for the sake of snow.

Qian Renxue suddenly raised her head, a resolute glint in her eyes.

She can't give up! She has to gain that experience!

"Your Holiness the Pope!" Qian Renxue's voice rose slightly, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor, but more so with a resolute determination.

"I'm not doing this for myself! That child, she's extremely important to me! I absolutely cannot stand by and watch her perish because of improper cultivation..."

“Important?” Bibi Dong interrupted her, her eyes filled with even more mockery.

"A wild child you found out of nowhere, does he deserve your attention? Qian Renxue, your weakness is laughable."

The words "wild child" pierced Qian Renxue's heart like needles, instantly igniting her suppressed anger and maternal instincts.

"She's not a wild child!"

Qian Renxue blurted out, her voice becoming somewhat sharp with excitement.

As soon as she said it, she regretted it, but seeing Bibi Dong's suddenly sharp and probing gaze, she knew there was no going back.

Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes slightly, looking Qian Renxue up and down, who was clearly out of control.

She knew her daughter too well; Qian Renxue had been proud and self-controlled since childhood, and rarely lost her composure like this.

unless…

A thought that was extremely absurd, yet could explain why Qian Daoliu was making such a big fuss and why Qian Renxue was so anxious and out of control, suddenly flashed through Bibi Dong's mind.

Her gaze sharpened, as if she wanted to see right through Qian Renxue, inside and out.

"Oh? Not a wild child?" Bibi Dong's voice became slow and oppressive.

"Who is she? Who could make you lose your composure like this, who could make that old man Qian Daoliu make such a fuss, and who would even make you come to beg me?"

She took a step closer, almost face to face with Qian Renxue, her icy breath brushing against Qian Renxue's cheek.

"Qian Renxue, tell me, who exactly is that child with twin martial souls?"

The last three words, spoken by Bibi Dong with deliberate pauses, carried an undeniable pressure and an almost terrifying insight.

Qian Renxue's heart pounded wildly, and her blood seemed to rush to the top of her head and then quickly recede, making her feel dizzy.

She instinctively wanted to back away, to deny it, but under Bibi Dong's all-seeing gaze, all lies seemed pale and powerless.

She knew she couldn't keep it a secret any longer.

Or rather, from the moment she lost control of her emotions, she had already revealed too much.

Looking at Qian Renxue's pale face and sparkling eyes, Bibi Dong's absurd conjecture became clearer and clearer.

For the first time, a genuine look of shock appeared on her face, a mixture of disbelief and an extremely complex emotion that even she herself could not discern.

Silence permeated the hall, the air seemingly frozen solid.

After a long silence, Qian Renxue seemed to have all her strength drained away, or like a mother beast driven to the brink of despair. She suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with a desperate glint and a hint of defiance, and growled in a hoarse voice, "Yes! You guessed right! She is my daughter! She is my own flesh and blood! Are you satisfied now!"

When Qian Renxue shouted these words at Bibi Dong, it was as if she had used up all her strength. Her body swayed slightly, but she still stubbornly straightened her back and stared directly at Bibi Dong, as if waiting for the final judgment.

Bibi Dong was completely stunned.

Even though she already had a suspicion, the immense shock of Qian Renxue's confession still caused her mind to go blank for a moment.

Qian Renxue's daughter? Twin martial souls? The bloodline of the Qian family?

The combination of these words has a far greater impact than anything before.

She looked at Qian Renxue, at that face that resembled her own but was younger and more stubborn, and for the first time felt a sense of absurdity, as if she were completely out of control.

And a slight flutter of emotion that even Bibi Dong herself hadn't noticed.

The one she had always loathed, the one she saw as a continuation of that man's life, had actually conceived a child.

A deathly silence fell over the hall, with only the two people's slightly rapid breathing clearly audible.

The coldness and mockery on Bibi Dong's face gradually faded, replaced by an extremely complex and gloomy expression.

She slowly took a step back, looking Qian Renxue up and down again. Her eyes were unpredictable, as if she were re-evaluating the person in front of her and the sudden truth.

"Your...daughter?"

After a long pause, Bibi Dong slowly opened her mouth, her voice somewhat dry and carrying a strange tone.

"Qian Renxue, you surprise me time and time again."

Bibi Dong's gaze sharpened again: "Who is the child's father? Someone from the Heaven Dou royal family? Or..."

Chapter 54 Cultivation Arrangements

Qian Renxue pursed her lips. She would never tell Bibi Dong the details about Eva and the angel's soul bone. This was her last line of defense and bargaining chip.

“That’s not important.” Qian Renxue turned her head away, her voice low and weary. “What’s important is that she is my daughter. She possesses unparalleled talent, but she also faces the greatest danger. All I need to know is, Your Holiness, are you willing to help?”

Qian Renxue threw the question back to Bibi Dong, her heart pounding in her throat.

She revealed her biggest secret, exposing her vulnerability to her most dangerous and closest enemy; success or failure hinged on this moment.

Bibi Dong fell silent again. She slowly walked back to the throne, but did not sit down. Instead, she turned her back to Qian Renxue and looked at the huge emblem of the Spirit Hall on the wall.

Her inner self was far less calm than she appeared.

Qian Renxue has a child.

This fact, like a pebble thrown into a deep pool, rippled outwards in Bibi Dong's cold heart, creating complex waves.

It was an extremely unfamiliar feeling, a mixture of shock, absurdity, and a faint touch.

That child, by blood, could be considered her granddaughter.

This thought made Bibi Dong feel inexplicably irritated and resistant. She hated everything related to Qian Xunji, Qian Renxue, and this child who suddenly appeared!

However, twin martial souls.

As someone who also possesses twin martial souls, she understands the difficulties of this path better than anyone else.

The fear of being burst by enormous energy at any moment, the hardship of finding a suitable soul ring, the loneliness of having no one to confide in and no one to guide you.

If that child really did die because no one guided him/her.

Bibi Dong frowned deeply. She disliked the Qian family, but she also cherished the unparalleled talent of twin martial souls.