Douluo Continent: A hundred years pass in an instant, the fleeting scenery of the world is like morn

Qian Xingning looked down at the several boxes of pastries piled up in front of her, then looked up at the three worshippers crammed into the carriage.

Fortunately, the carriage was big enough that even if three tall and strong Title Douluos were squeezed in, it wouldn't feel too crowded.

But... when he saw six eyes staring at him from the other side, Qian Xingning's lips twitched involuntarily.

Chen Jingheng had already discreetly slipped away when they came in, and went to cultivate on the carriage that was used to carry things at the back.

However, although it was a bit awkward, he was... uh? a grand-nephew?

It would be a lie to say I wasn't moved that they sent three level 96 Super Douluo to be my bodyguards when we'd never even met.

But thinking of this, Qian Xingning's heart was shrouded in gloom once again.

From their words, we learned that after they left, they never gave up searching for them, even after their nephew succeeded them as the Grand Master.

The Spirit Hall remains their home.

This means that... grandfather, father, mother... even his own brother and nephew have all passed away.

Qian Xingning lowered her eyes, her fingers resting on the edge of the pastry box, without moving.

Immediately, a sense of sadness filled the carriage and even spread outside.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire convoy was heavy, and everyone felt as if a stone was pressing on their hearts.

Seeing Qian Xingning like this, Guangling Douluo was also extremely distressed.

He hesitated for a moment, then said, "Your Highness, the dead are gone, but the living must go on."

"I believe Your Majesties will be pleased to see you return to the Spirit Hall unharmed."

Although she said that, Guangling felt very strange.

How can someone in their fifties tell someone over three hundred years old to accept their fate and move on?

Qianjun Douluo glanced at Qianxing Ning, suppressed the sadness in his heart, and instead picked up the teapot to pour her a cup of tea and handed it to her.

Seeing the others like this, Qian Xingning sighed softly, took the cup of tea, and sipped it.

"Thank you, I'm sorry to have worried you."

"I've lived this long enough, I'm used to life and death."

"Although I've thought about the possibility that they might not be around anymore, I still hold onto a sliver of hope."

As soon as she finished speaking, the three elders froze, staring blankly at Qian Xingning.

How is that possible?

These three level 96 Super Douluo were actually infected by emotions without realizing it?

Moreover, from beginning to end, no one noticed anything unusual.

There were no fluctuations of soul power or mental energy around, and I didn't even feel anything unusual. How did they manage to do that?

Qian Xingning was slightly taken aback by the expressions of the three people, then seemed to realize something, and a look of understanding flashed in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, my emotions affected you."

Before the three elders could even exchange pleasantries, Qian Xingning spoke up again, puzzled: "But judging from your puzzled looks, you haven't been studying diligently, have you?"

Guangling and Qianjun Jiangmo exchanged a glance, then asked in confusion, "What makes you say that, Your Highness?"

"If I remember correctly, given your status, you have the right to access the Spirit Hall's collection of books and records from previous generations."

"But the fact that you were surprised that I could affect your emotions just now shows that you don't understand."

"I am a direct descendant of the Spirit Hall. Even though I have never been the Pope, my information will still be recorded in the Angel Clan's Biography."

"This book is specifically dedicated to recording the life stories of those who possess the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul."

"If you've read this book, you'll understand why I'm so emotionally affected."

After saying this, the three of them looked down at each other, their eyes fixed on their noses and their noses on their hearts.

Good heavens, becoming a worshipper does grant one the right to peruse classic texts, but aside from my third and second brothers, who would bother reading books for no reason?

I never expected that I would be checked on my homework at my age.

Noticing the gaze directed at him, Light Feather Douluo coughed lightly: "Ahem... Your Highness, I've been too busy with my cultivation and haven't had time."

Qian Xingning glanced at him, a slight smile playing on her lips: "Really? Okay then."

"On my way here, I heard that there was a junior member of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family who was stuck at level 29 for life due to a congenital defect in his martial soul."

"Look at them, they didn't give up on themselves. Instead, they went to study some kind of martial spirit theory and have now become some kind of master. It seems they even published a book."

Upon hearing this, the Demon-Slaying Douluo asked with a constipated expression, "Wait, who did you say?!"

Yu Xiaogang?

The three of them exchanged a glance, and each saw despair in the other's eyes.

But Qian Xingning thought he was trying to change the subject and continued, "You guys are so good at cultivating, why aren't you doing it? With your talent, reaching level 98 is easy, if not level 99."

The Light Feather Douluo's lips twitched, and he asked helplessly, "Your Highness, who told you this?"

Who is this heartless bastard who could beautify Yu Xiaogang like this?!

Qian Xingning looked at him suspiciously: "Bishop Salas of the Spirit Temple, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with this guy?"

Upon hearing this, Guangling Douluo sighed: "Your Highness is unaware of this, Sara... well, let's not talk about him for now."

"In short, the real Yu Xiaogang is not as he claims."

"We know this person too. The story goes back to the time of the previous Pope."

"At that time, the current Pope was still a saintess, and she unexpectedly met Yu Xiaogang, who came to the Spirit Hall to study."

"Later, for some reason, the Holy Maiden fell in love with Yu Xiaogang, and he was able to enter the library by virtue of the Holy Maiden's authority."

"..."

"Later, he published a book called The Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls, but the content was entirely based on the integration of my Martial Soul Hall's classic texts."

"..."

"Later, the saintess stood against His Holiness the Pope for this man..."

"..."

"etc!"

Qian Xingning stared at the three people opposite her in disbelief: "You mean, all the scriptures of my Spirit Hall have been plagiarized by an outsider?"

"Not only did you remain indifferent and fail to intervene, but the saintess was also abducted, later betrayed the party, and now an outsider has become pope after the death of the pope???"

Is he still half asleep? How come he understands each word individually, but not when they're put together?

The Demon-Slaying Douluo curled his lip and muttered under his breath, "Wasn't the former Pope just compared to—"

Before he could finish speaking, Qianjun Douluo suddenly covered his mouth.

Demon-Slaying Douluo clearly realized what was happening and looked away guiltily.

Unfortunately, it was too late; Qian Xingning had already heard it.

"What? The former pope, or was he killed by the current pope? I'd like to ask my dear nephew, what kind of son did he have?"

"It's one thing to do nothing under these circumstances, but to let the person who murdered the Pope become Pope is utterly absurd!"

Seeing that Qian Xingning was angry and started cursing the Grand Elder, the three people opposite realized that they had caused trouble and all lowered their heads and remained silent.

Oh no, if this gets back to the Grand Master, he'll skin them alive...