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

Qian Xingning remained silent for a long time.

His gaze fell on the door, and he said through gritted teeth, "If I remember correctly, this piece of deep-sea sunken silver mother has been stored in the warehouse for over a thousand years."

"We only take a small piece when we need it. It's so big, you can't find another piece like it in the entire Douluo Continent."

Qian Xingning looked at the silver mother material that had been shaped into a neat gate with a pained expression.

Look at its shape, and they even cut it off. What a waste!

"What a waste!"

Upon hearing this, Guang Ling's face turned pale instantly, and he immediately knelt on one knee: "Your Highness, please forgive me! I was unaware of the value of this item, I know I was wrong!"

Qingluan quickly knelt down and explained, "Your Highness, Guangling has never liked reading or cultivating, which is why I didn't recognize this material. Please forgive me."

Seeing this, Qian Xingning and Qian Daoliu exchanged a glance, their lips twitching slightly.

He was just upset that the material was being wasted, so what was he doing? Was he going to punish a living person for a piece of inanimate material?

"Get up. I'm just worried about the materials. It's not like I'm going to do anything over a single stone."

Upon hearing this, Guangling chuckled, stood up from the ground, and dusted off his knees: "Thank you, Your Highness!"

"Oh right, what about the child I picked up on the road? I think her name was Zhu Zhuqing?"

Upon hearing this, Qingluan bowed slightly: "That little girl has good talent and has already been admitted to the Martial Soul Academy."

"According to you, there will be no special treatment; we will be treated the same as other students."

"However, her teacher said she works much harder than her peers."

Qian Xingning nodded: "I'm just giving her a chance. If she doesn't live up to expectations, there's nothing anyone can do."

……

After arranging her accommodations, Qian Xingning dismissed everyone and strolled alone to the front of the Papal Palace.

At the same time, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo walked out of the hall one after the other. Chrysanthemum Douluo was holding a document in his hand and was talking to Ghost Douluo as he walked.

As the two looked up, they saw an unfamiliar figure walking towards the Papal Palace.

Chrysanthemum Douluo suddenly stopped in his tracks, recognizing the person who had just arrived.

Although he and Lao Gui were not in Wuhun City on the day Qian Xingning returned, they had already seen the portrait.

Oh no, why is this guy heading towards the Papal Palace? He didn't even give any prior notice!

The two exchanged a glance, then turned around and hurried back, intending to report to the Pope before Qian Xingning noticed them.

"stop."

But in that instant, a cold voice came from behind, freezing the two of them in place.

The next second, Qian Xingning teleported to their side.

What was just an ordinary thing for Qian Xingning was incredibly terrifying to the two of them.

Among the titled Douluo, Ghost Douluo's speed is already very fast thanks to the advantage of his martial soul.

But Qian Xingning was so fast that even Ghost Douluo couldn't see how he got there.

"How dare you! Have you forgotten all the rules now that you've become a Title Douluo? You don't even bow to me?"

After a slight pause, Chrysanthemum Douluo's knees reacted before his brain could, and he knelt down with a thud.

Seeing this, Ghost Douluo also knelt down, bowing his head and not daring to look directly at Qian Xingning.

"Greetings... Your Highness!"

Seeing that Qian Xingning was somewhat angry, Chrysanthemum Douluo said tremblingly, "This subordinate didn't react for a moment, it wasn't intentional, please forgive me, Your Highness!"

It's no wonder he was so afraid; in his eyes, Qian Xing would rather not be like Qian Daoliu.

The Grand Elder would at least make plans for the young master and for the future of the Spirit Hall.

And if a monster over three hundred years old really gets angry, who can stop him...?

Ghost Douluo lowered his head and said in a trembling voice, "Your Highness, please forgive me..."

Seeing the two of them like this, Qian Xingning snorted coldly: "Although you are loyal to Bibi Dong, you should think it through."

"Whose resources have you been enjoying all this time? Who is really in charge of the Spirit Hall?"

"Don't think that just because you follow the Pope you can disregard my angelic race."

He glanced at the Papal Palace and said casually, "You two can kneel here."

"Whatever happens in the Papal Palace, if you dare to rise before I emerge, then go and follow the former Pope!"

Upon hearing this, Chrysanthemum Demon Douluo's body trembled violently, and he broke out in a cold sweat from fright. He secretly glanced at the Papal Palace, and then quickly lowered his head.

There's nothing we can do now... Your Holiness the Pope, may you find some good fortune.

"Your Highness, please forgive me, I dare not... I dare not..."

Qian Xingning ignored them and turned to the kneeling Temple Knights, ordering, "Open the door."

As soon as he finished speaking, the kneeling knights suddenly raised their heads and scrambled to their feet to open the door.

……

Inside the Papal Palace, the air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood.

Bibi Dong sat in the main seat, with a young girl standing in front of her.

Her long purple hair reached her waist, her face was delicate, and her eyes and brows held a charm and sharpness that were beyond her years.

Hu Liena, her direct disciple, is the most outstanding genius of the Spirit Hall in this generation.

"Your charm is quite good, but it still needs some polish."

"Never show mercy to your opponent, no matter what. Only when you are ruthless enough can you..."

Hu Liena lowered her head slightly, listening attentively. Just as she was about to respond, Bibi Dong suddenly stopped speaking.

Bibi Dong's brows furrowed suddenly, as if she had sensed something, and her gaze fell on the tightly closed door.

next moment--

"boom--!"

The door was suddenly pushed open, and the two heavy doors slammed against the walls on either side with a loud bang.

Immediately afterwards, a figure walked in.

She wore a pale gold robe, had long golden hair, and a face so beautiful it seemed unreal.

That one glance left Bibi Dong and Hu Liena completely stunned.

Can there really be such good-looking people in the world? He's clearly a boy, and you could even describe him as beautiful!

But then, Bibi Dong realized what was going on.

With that signature blond hair and that face, he's the only one in the entire Spirit Hall who fits the bill.

But what is he doing here? Why all this fuss?

Thinking of this, Bibi Dong's body tensed slightly for a moment, then relaxed, and she quietly pulled Hu Liena behind her.

But seeing Qian Xingning approach step by step, even though she was unwilling, she could only stand up, give a slight bow, and say in an unfriendly tone, "Your Highness, has something important to say that has suddenly entered the Papal Palace?"

Hu Liena was suddenly pulled behind Bibi Dong. Before she could react, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes when she heard the words "Your Highness".

Of course, there is only one person in the entire Spirit Hall who can be called His Highness. He is the ancestor who has been making headlines recently. Even the Grand Elder has to call him his great-uncle.

She hadn't seen him that day when she went to the Starry Sky Forest with her teacher, and she never expected that she would see him for the first time under these circumstances.

Moreover… I had expected it to be an elderly man with white hair, or at least someone who looked very old, but this young man in front of me…

He doesn't look much older than her, does he?

Even so, Hu Liena could only hurriedly step out from behind Bibi Dong and bow, saying, "Greetings, Your Highness."