Douluo Continent: Changing just one word ruined the entire character's persona.

Chapter 274 Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue

The Spirit Hall, the Papal Palace.

The entire council hall of the Papal Palace seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and there were only three people in the hall.

Pope Bibi Dong sat regally in the main seat, while Xie Yue, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, stood silently behind her.

And then there's Qian Renxue, with her golden hair now dressed as a woman, looking dashing and heroic.

Qian Renxue stood ten meters away from Bibi Dong.

The deathly silence in the council chamber had lasted for a long time.

Bibi Dong's sharp gaze remained fixed on Qian Renxue's face, but Qian Renxue glared back at her without yielding an inch.

Neither of them spoke, but the oppressive atmosphere made Xie Yue behind Bibi Dong feel like he couldn't breathe.

"Xie Yue, you go out first."

Bibi Dong waved her hand, and in her eyes, something seemed to have been added, and something else seemed to have been lost.

Xie Yue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, respectfully responded, and quickly left the council hall.

It wasn't until he stepped out of the hall that he realized his clothes were soaked with sweat.

He had been following Bibi Dong for many years, but he had never seen anyone dare to look her in the eye with such eyes.

Who exactly is that woman? She doesn't look much older than me. But why does she have such a powerful aura?

It wasn't the pressure from the martial spirit, but a kind of inner strength and majesty.

Only Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue remained in the Spirit Hall's council hall. Bibi Dong slowly stood up.

Her figure was similar to Qian Renxue's, and she walked towards Qian Renxue step by step.

Qian Renxue did not back down because of Bibi Dong's imposing aura. She remained calm and her gaze was even more intense than Bibi Dong's.

A complex light flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes, and suddenly, all her imposing aura seemed to vanish in that instant.

She sighed, "Failure is failure, but we can start over. We still have an absolute advantage in the overall situation."

Qian Renxue coldly replied, "I lost to you. If you hadn't been so hasty, why would I have risked launching the attack prematurely?"

"elder sister……"

What should have been a final call was deliberately drawn out, sounding mocking.

"Sister?" A flash of anger crossed Bibi Dong's eyes.

"Okay, remember that, you have to call me that from now on."

Qian Renxue snorted coldly.

"No, I'll still call you Your Holiness. In this world, I only have one relative, and that's my grandfather."

"Apart from my grandfather, I will never use any other related terms of address again."

"Didn't you say that my coming into this world was a mistake?"

"He's dead, and you got what you wanted. But remember, you are you, and I am me."

"From now on, we'll each govern our own affairs. You manage your Spirit Hall, and I'll manage my Elder Hall and Douluo Hall."

"From now on, you have no authority to allocate any of the elders in the Elder Hall."

"What did you say?" Bibi Dong's gaze sharpened again, and her powerful aura instantly condensed into a tangible pressure that forced Qian Renxue to take several steps back before she could regain her balance.

Under the oppressive aura of Bibi Dong, a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

But the sneer on her face did not diminish in the slightest.

Seeing the blood trickling from Qian Renxue's lips, Bibi Dong paused for a moment, her fierce aura faltering before slowly receding.

"You can leave now. Go see your grandfather. If he agrees with you, I have no objection."

At this moment, Bibi Dong seemed to have aged ten years. You must know that although she was actually twenty years older than Qian Renxue, they looked about the same age.

Qian Renxue gave Bibi Dong a cold glance, then walked out without looking back.

The door to the council hall slammed shut with a loud bang, as if separating them into two different worlds.

The Elders' Hall.

This is the largest building in the Papal Palace, and it represents the most powerful force within the entire Spirit Hall.

Inside the tall, domed building, there is a spacious hall as soon as you enter.

The open dome is nearly thirty meters high, and the building is divided into three levels, each with ten rooms.

Aside from extremely special circumstances, the primary condition for being able to stay here is having a soul power level of 90 or above and possessing the strength of a Title Douluo or above.

This is where the Spirit Hall truly holds supreme power; even the Pope is subject to its constraints.

Ultimately, it comes down to strength.

At this moment, the Elder Hall was quiet, without even a single servant present.

When Qian Renxue stepped into the huge hall, the pores on her body suddenly contracted.

Right at the innermost part of this hall, in front of a huge, ten-meter-tall, six-winged angel sculpture made of pure gold, a person stood quietly.

A thousand streams

He had his back to the gate and looked up at the pure gold statue.

From behind, it was a man, tall but not muscular, wearing a simple gray robe, with long black hair draped behind his head and neatly combed.

"Grandpa." Standing at the entrance, Qian Renxue knelt down with a thud.

Her once cold face could no longer maintain its stubbornness, and tears streamed down her cheeks.

Qian Daoliu slowly turned around.

He looked to be only in his thirties or forties, with a faint smile on his face.

That calm and tranquil atmosphere gave people a very comfortable feeling. Most strangely,

Even if a titled Douluo were here, they certainly wouldn't be able to sense a single fluctuation of soul power from him; this is the immense strength of a Limit Douluo.

Qian Daoliu took a light step forward, and in the next moment he was already in front of Qian Renxue.

He didn't move quickly, but when he reached Qian Renxue, she had already thrown herself into his arms and burst into tears.

Only she truly knows the pressure she endured and the loss of her youth during the more than ten years she impersonated Xue Qinghe.

If we had succeeded, everything would have been fine; but now that we've failed, everything is gone.

"You went to see her?" Qian Daoliu gently stroked Qian Renxue's golden hair.

Qian Renxue nodded silently.

Qian Daoliu sighed, "She didn't do anything wrong."

Qian Renxue raised her head and looked at the person she had always considered her only family.

"Grandpa, aren't you going to help me anymore?"

Qian Daoliu sighed softly.

"We can't help her. Although she was a bit radical, she didn't do anything wrong. After all, she is the Pope of the Spirit Hall."

"Moreover, within the Spirit Hall, her influence has already surpassed mine."

"What?" Qian Renxue was taken aback, even stopping the tears that had been streaming down her face.

She knew her grandfather best; he could be considered the strongest person on the mainland.

"This...this is impossible."