In Douluo Continent, I am the mastermind behind the scenes.

Moreover... it's hard to associate Qian Renxue's character in the play with the image of a fallen angel who eats several children in one meal. She returns the Trident of Poseidon when she says she will, and lets them go for three days when she says she will.

It might seem a bit foolish, but whether you're an enemy or a friend, who would hate someone who is extremely trustworthy?

Xiao Wu never dreamed that her play would not restore the glory of the Sea God to the Douluo Continent, but instead, by a twist of fate, ruined Tang San's pure and innocent image, and incidentally, cleared the names of Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue.

The play did not stop because of the departure of several female students, and continued to be performed according to the script.

From the moment the scene of "Dugu Bo" slaughtering hundreds of thousands of martial soul empire soul masters in Jialing Pass began, no cheers rang out from below the stage. Everyone slumped in their seats, watching the play on the stage with numb eyes.

Under the siege of the two Spirit Hall gods, Tang San died. Bibi Dong did not directly kill the high-ranking officers of the Allied Forces. Instead, she gave the Allied Forces enough time to retreat, allowing the high-ranking officers to have a chance to end their own lives.

Although Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue performed poorly, it seemed to be the complete opposite of what some people described. Even after winning, Bibi Dong did not carry out a large-scale massacre. Why did you, Tang San, say that they wanted to destroy Douluo Continent?

Is this... the justice you, Tang San, speak of?

The real highlight is finally here!

The resurrected "Tang San" defeated the two gods of the Spirit Hall, and "Qian Renxue" self-destructed her godhood to shield her mother from a fatal blow.

At this moment, Bibi Dong finally put aside her prejudices and acknowledged Qian Renxue as her biological daughter.

"Tang San, I'm going to die. I've never asked anyone for anything since I was a child. Before I die, I hope you can grant me a small request for Xiao Gang's sake."

Bibi Dong swallowed hard, her eyes welling up with tears.

Tang San was taken aback by these words, then turned his gaze to Qian Renxue and Hu Liena. "Are you asking me to let them go?"

Bibi Dong said with a solemn expression, "I come from humble beginnings. If it weren't for the deacons of the Spirit Hall who went through mountains and rivers to awaken my spirit, there would be no Spirit Hall Pope Bibi Dong, let alone the Rakshasa God today."

"I don't ask you to let Xiaoxue and Nana go, I only ask that you take on the responsibilities of the Spirit Hall, awaken spirits for ordinary people for free, provide subsidies for young spirit masters, and suppress evil spirit masters in the Douluo Continent. Evil spirit masters at the Title Douluo level should not appear in this world..."

"Wrong, wrong! That's not what Bibi Dong said on her deathbed!"

The simple-minded Xiao Wu failed to grasp the hidden meaning in Qian Xunhuan's words and even stepped forward to correct his "mistake".

"What does it matter whether it's right or wrong? The Spirit Hall has been destroyed for ten thousand years; right and wrong are clear to everyone."

Qian Xunhuan got up from the ground, brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, and her beautiful eyes, as blue as amethyst, swept over the six monsters in front of her.

"Apart from Ning Rongrong, everyone else has received funds from the Spirit Hall. Especially you two... Ma Hongjun and Oscar, the Spirit Hall has never wronged you two, awakening your spirits for free and providing you with monthly stipends."

"And you? Hmph! You eat the food, then curse the cook! You join Tang San and the others in cursing the Spirit Hall, have you lost your conscience?"

Upon hearing this, the audience's expressions turned even more unpleasant. Was this... also part of the play?

Qian Xunhuan's words instantly spread throughout the entire Douluo Continent through the sky, and the truth hidden for ten thousand years was finally revealed.

What? The Spirit Hall suppressed evil spirit masters in the Douluo Continent, making them afraid to show their faces.

What? The Spirit Hall is issuing stipends to low-level Soul Masters?

What? The Spirit Hall is offering free spirit awakening to commoners, and even sending people to travel across mountains and rivers to various villages to awaken their spirits?

After watching this play, whether it was the high-ranking nobles or the common people toiling in the fields, everyone felt sorry for the fate of the Spirit Hall.

What would Douluo Continent be like without the Holy Spirit Cult?

The perspective shifts back to Shrek Square.

Faced with Qian Xunhuan's accusations, Ma Hongjun, unusually, didn't get angry. Instead, he looked at her with an extremely dangerous gaze. "Are you Angel Clan still dreaming of conquering Shrek City and restoring the Spirit Hall to its former glory?"

Ma Hongjun had lived for ten thousand years, so his self-control was quite good; he wouldn't break down because of a little girl's words.

Yes, he is a "bitter man who eats with his hands but curses with his mouth," but so what? He is now a god, the Phoenix God Ma Hongjun, the direct descendant of the Sea God Tang San, and is doing very well in the God Realm. What does a mere bad reputation matter?

"Yes, so what?" Qian Xunhuan chuckled. "I know what you're thinking. Aren't you just acting recklessly because you're a god? Hmph, you really don't leave yourselves any way out."

As she spoke, Qian Xunhuan's thoughts stirred, and the Rakshasa Goddess Martial Soul appeared behind her, slowly merging into her body. The next moment, her aura surged at a visible speed.

Level 55, Level 60, Level 62, Level 65...

"Qian Xunhuan, you're courting death by forcibly fusing with the incomplete Rakshasa godhood!"

Ma Hongjun gritted his teeth, wishing he could devour Qian Xunhuan whole, but the problem was... his boss hadn't given any orders, so if he wanted to live comfortably in the future, he couldn't act on his own.

Helpless, Ma Hongjun could only watch Xiao Wu longingly, and couldn't help but complain in his heart. Why keep these remnants of the Spirit Hall around and make trouble for himself?

"Oh dear, little Xunhuan, what are you doing? Our Sea God Pavilion has no intention of taking your life. If you were to die in Shrek Square, the reputation of Lord Sea God would be tarnished."

As she spoke, Xiao Wu quickly walked up to Qian Xunhuan and gently tapped her forehead.

The next moment, the fused, incomplete divine position was instantly separated from Qian Xunhuan's body, and Qian Xunhuan's cultivation gradually returned to normal.

"I admit that Shrek Academy has not done well enough, because we are insignificant and do not have the foresight of your angelic families."

"This time... I deliberately reenacted the true history in front of the entire continent, so that everyone could see the most authentic side of the Spirit Hall. If the Spirit Hall could unite with Shrek Academy, what a magnificent sight our world would be!"

Xiao Wu looked at Qian Xunhuan in front of her with a smile, her lips almost reaching the sky.

What do the four great empires matter if the Angel Family can become a member of Shrek Academy? (End of Chapter)