Douluo Continent: Bibi Dong's Start with the Secret Chamber and Qian Xunji

Yu Xiaogang paused for a moment.

"Congratulations," he said.

There was no emotion in his voice.

Bibi Dong sat down in the chair.

She watched him write. Yu Xiaogang's handwriting was beautiful, slender and strong, just like him. The notebook was densely filled with deductions of various martial spirit theories, as well as some symbols and annotations that she didn't quite understand.

He used to be like this in the library.

She sat beside him, and he buried himself in writing. The two could go an entire night without speaking, but Bibi Dong never felt bored.

Back then, I felt at ease just being by his side.

Bibi Dong watched in silence for a long time.

Yu Xiaogang continued writing until he finished the last line and closed his notebook.

He started eating.

Neither of them said another word.

That night.

Bibi Dong pushed open the door to Qian Xunji's secret room.

Qian Xunji raised her head.

His gaze fell on Bibi Dong, and there was something in his eyes that made her uncomfortable. It wasn't fear, nor hatred, but a kind of expectant, sticky look.

She realized her purpose.

She needs to get pregnant.

She needs a child.

This thought sustained her through the rest of the process.

A few days later.

Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong was reviewing documents in her study when a servant's announcement came from outside the hall.

"Your Highness, a messenger from the Hall of Offerings has arrived. The High Priest requests your presence at the Hall of Offerings."

Bibi Dong's pen stopped moving.

A thousand streams.

Her hand paused in mid-air for a moment, then continued writing, finishing the last few words.

"I understand," she said. "You may leave."

The attendant responded and withdrew.

The study fell silent again.

Bibi Dong put down her pen and leaned back in her chair.

A thousand streams.

She knew this day would come.

Qian Xunji has been in seclusion for several months without any reason. As the true strongest person in the Spirit Hall and Qian Xunji's biological father, Qian Daoliu could not possibly remain indifferent forever.

There are only three reasons why he waited until now.

First, Qian Xunji did indeed have a precedent of seclusion lasting several months. For a Title Douluo, a seclusion of half a year or even a year is not uncommon.

Secondly, her performance over the past few months. She hasn't touched Qian Xunji's core confidants, the positions of the Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluos are secure, and the Spirit Hall is operating normally. On the surface, everything seems to be on track.

Third, Qian Daoliu also wanted to see if Bibi Dong could actually manage the affairs of the Spirit Hall.

If she couldn't handle things, and Qian Xunji made a mess of the palace affairs during his seclusion, Qian Daoliu would probably have stepped in long ago.

It was precisely because she stood up and did a good job that Qian Daoliu waited so long.

But patience always runs out.

Bibi Dong stood up and straightened her robes.

What's meant to come will come.

The Hall of Offerings is located in the most central area of ​​Wuhun City, facing the Papal Palace across the distance.

Bibi Dong walked steadily through the long corridor connecting the two halls.

The guards, all of whom bowed to her upon seeing her.

Bibi Dong nodded slightly, her eyes fixed straight ahead.

The main gate of the offering hall was wide open.

The hall was spacious and solemn. The four walls were covered with reliefs of six-winged angels, and a huge crystal chandelier powered by soul power hung high in the dome, illuminating the entire hall.

Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back in the center of the hall.

He had his back to the gate, looking up at the enormous six-winged angel statue directly in front of him. The statue was carved entirely of white jade, with six outstretched wings, exuding a sacred and majestic aura.

"They're here."

Qian Daoliu's voice was old and steady.

He didn't turn around.

Bibi Dong walked into the main hall and stopped five steps away from him.

"The Great Offering".

Qian Daoliu slowly turned around.

Qian Daoliu looked to be in his early thirties, but Bibi Dong knew that he was actually much older than that.

His cultivation as a level 99 Title Douluo allowed his body to remain in a state far beyond that of ordinary people. His hair was only slightly gray, his face was thin, but his eyes were so bright that people dared not look directly at him.

That was the gaze of one of the strongest in the world.

"I've heard that Xunji has been in seclusion for several months," Qian Daoliu said, looking at her. "I wonder how his progress is?"

"Before my teacher went into seclusion, he said that this breakthrough was extremely crucial and might take a long time," Bibi Dong said calmly. "He didn't tell me the specific progress."

"Um."

Qian Daoliu nodded, seemingly unsurprised by the answer.

"Did he give any instructions before he went into seclusion?"

"The teacher only said that I would temporarily take over the affairs of the hall, and no one was allowed to disturb his seclusion."

"Anyone." Qian Daoliu repeated these three words, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, "Including this old man?"

Bibi Dong met his gaze.

"If the Grand Elder wishes to see the Master, he may naturally do so. However, before the Master went into seclusion, he repeatedly warned that this breakthrough involves the very essence of one's martial soul. If it is interrupted, at best all previous efforts will be wasted, and at worst, one will suffer a qi deviation. If the Grand Elder insists on seeing him, I dare not stop him. However—"

She paused.

"If anything happens to the teacher as a result, please do not blame me, High Priest."

Qian Daoliu looked at her.

Bibi Dong was also looking at him.

The main hall remained quiet for a long time.

The light from the crystal chandelier cast clear shadows between the two of them.

Qian Daoliu chuckled.

"Dong'er," his tone suddenly softened, "you've changed quite a bit since a few months ago."

Bibi Dong felt a chill run down her spine.

He remained expressionless.

"People always change," she said.

"Indeed." Qian Daoliu turned around and looked at the six-winged angel statue again. "Xunji is fortunate to have a disciple like you."

His voice betrayed no emotion.

"Since Xunji is in seclusion, then we will not disturb him. Please take good care of the affairs of the palace."

"Yes."

"Go."

Bibi Dong bowed and turned to leave.

His steps were steady, and his back was straight.

He walked out of the sanctuary, through the long corridor, back to the papal study, and closed the door.

She slowly exhaled.

The fabric on my back was soaked with cold sweat.

Qian Daoliu did not ask any further questions.

But that doesn't mean he believed it.

After all, Qian Xunji's seclusion was too sudden.

Bibi Dong sat down behind her desk, her fingers unconsciously gripping the armrest.

not enough.

not enough.

She needs that child.

We need a protective charm that will make all the powerful forces hesitate to harm us.

The continuation of the angelic bloodline is of paramount importance to the Qian family. As long as she becomes pregnant with Qian Xunji's child, even if Qian Daoliu discovers the truth, he will not dare to easily harm her.

Killing her is killing the bloodline of the Qian family.

Qian Daoliu couldn't afford to take that risk.

……

At night, the stone gate was pushed open.

Qian Xunji raised her head.

He seemed to be in good spirits tonight; when he saw Bibi Dong come in, a faint smile even appeared on his lips.

"You're here quite early today."

Bibi Dong did not look at him.

She went inside and closed the stone door behind her.

Qian Xunji noticed something in her expression, and his eyes flickered slightly.

"What's wrong?"

Bibi Dong did not answer.

She walked to the bedside and looked down at him.