Douluo Continent: My name is Yang Jian, and I achieved sainthood through my physical body

A book?

What book would record the secrets of the young master of the Spirit Hall?

Even a three-year-old wouldn't believe such a ridiculous excuse.

Qian Renxue took a deep breath, and finally gave up on investigating further. She walked back to her seat and sat down, her golden eyes looking at Yang Jian.

"Alright, let's get back to the main topic."

"Now that you know my true identity, what is the purpose of your visit today?"

Yang Jian leaned back in his chair, looked at her, and repeated the question he had just asked.

"What is your view of the Spirit Hall now? What is your view of Bibi Dong?"

Qian Renxue tapped her fingers lightly on the armrest twice, without answering immediately, as if trying to determine the true intention behind Yang Jian's question.

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Qian Renxue tapped her fingers on the armrest for a long time, seemingly considering her words.

After a long pause, she casually replied, "The Spirit Hall is doing very well now. As for Bibi Dong, I don't want to comment."

Her tone was flat.

But Yang Jian noticed that when she said the words "Bibi Dong," her golden eyes narrowed slightly, and her fingers paused for a moment.

Yang Jian smiled faintly, placing his hands folded over his abdomen in a casual posture.

"The Spirit Hall is indeed still strong now, but if Bibi Dong continues to rule, it will eventually become the enemy of the entire continent. When that happens, everyone will attack it, and countless people will suffer as a result."

Qian Renxue frowned.

The expressions of Serpent Spear Douluo and Porcupine Douluo also became strange.

They stood on either side of Yang Jian behind him.

The spear tip of the Serpent Spear Douluo drooped slightly, but his fingers still gripped the spear shaft tightly, ready to be raised at any moment.

The Porcupine Douluo's eyes were sharp, coldly locking onto Yang Jian.

They had no idea where this boy got the courage to make such a fuss about Bibi Dong.

Speaking ill of the Pope in secret is a major taboo in the Spirit Hall.

Although this is not the Spirit Hall, Qian Renxue is the young master of the Spirit Hall, and they are also members of the Spirit Hall.

Saying these things to their faces is either foolish or shows a lack of confidence or reliance on something.

"Yang Jian." Qian Renxue's voice turned colder. "Is it really okay for you to belittle Bibi Dong like this in front of me? She is, after all, the Pope. Do you know that if I report this back, even if you are exceptionally talented, that crazy woman will not let you off easily?"

Yang Jian looked indifferent and even smiled.

He waved his hand, changing the subject.

“You’ve known Bibi Dong for much longer than I have, so you should know her better. Let me ask you, haven’t you noticed any changes in Bibi Dong in recent years?”

Qian Renxue narrowed her eyes and fell into deep thought.

She did indeed notice the changes in Bibi Dong.

It's not that my attitude towards her has changed. After all, Bibi Dong has never been kind to her. She was cold to her when she was a child, and she is still cold to her now. There's no difference.

Other aspects have changed.

Previously, Bibi Dong only wanted to secure her position as Pope and consolidate her power.

But now, her ambitions seem to be growing.

She was not content with controlling the Spirit Hall; she wanted to control the entire continent.

Moreover, she has become somewhat... Qian Renxue couldn't quite put her finger on it, but something just felt off.

Qian Renxue's expression turned serious.

She looked up at Yang Jian, her golden eyes holding a scrutinizing gaze.

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Yang looked directly into her eyes, his voice calm.

“I intend to overthrow Bibidon’s rule and take the papacy myself. The matter itself is not a big problem and it is not difficult to do, but the aftermath will be more troublesome.”

“Bibi Dong has promoted many of her cronies over the years, and I can’t possibly purge them all. So, with your support as the daughter of the former pope, things will definitely go much more smoothly.”

After he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.

Qian Renxue froze, her expression turning to shock.

The Serpent Spear Douluo raised the tip of his spear, pointing it at the back of Yang Jian's head.

The face of the Prickly Porcupine Douluo was covered with bumps, making it impossible to discern any expression, but his small eyes were even narrower, to the point of being almost invisible.

The atmosphere froze for a few moments.

Qian Renxue suddenly smiled.

It wasn't a sneer, nor a mockery, but a genuine laugh of being amused.

She shook her head, her long golden hair swaying gently with her movement.

"Yang Jian, your talent is unprecedented, but there is definitely something wrong with your brain. Alright, go back to where you came from, don't waste my time."

She waved for Yang Jian to leave quickly, her tone no longer as polite as before, but rather tinged with impatience.

Yang Jian did not move.

He remained seated, legs crossed, expression calm.

"I know that in your eyes I'm bragging and daydreaming, but the final result won't change. You can think carefully about what I just said. When that day comes, I'll come back to you."

He then slowly stood up, stretched his neck, and his bones made a slight cracking sound.

As he reached the door, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and said again.

"By the way, I recently killed Titan of the Power Clan. I hope Your Highness can help me handle the aftermath. Also, I killed Dugu Bo some time ago. You no longer need to worry about Prince Xuexing and can make your move now."

After saying that, he strode away, leaving Qian Renxue with a tall and straight back. His steps were neither hurried nor slow, and he soon walked out of the reception room, his footsteps disappearing at the end of the corridor.

Qian Renxue sat in the chair, looking completely bewildered.

She stared in the direction Yang Jian had left, and it took her a while to come to her senses.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Yang Jian had something wrong with his head.

Did they kill the Titan of the Power Clan?

That's hilarious.

He's just a Soul King, while Titan is a Soul Douluo, whose Martial Soul is the Mighty Ape, and he's known for his strength.

Soul King kills Soul Douluo?

He doesn't even bother to think before he brags.

Killing Dugu Bo would be even more absurd.

Although Dugu Bo was the weakest of the titled Douluo, he was still a titled Douluo after all. His poison skills were superb, and ordinary people couldn't even get close to him.

Qian Renxue sneered. She had thought he was a genius who could be won over, but he turned out to be an arrogant fool. No matter how talented someone is, it's useless if they're not smart.

Serpent Spear Douluo retracted the spear tip, sheathed it behind his back, and shook his head slightly.

The Porcupine Douluo narrowed his small eyes, his lips twitched, but he didn't speak.

Their thoughts were surprisingly aligned, and Yang Jian couldn't grasp the difference in their strength.

"Ugh."

Qian Renxue shook her head helplessly, picked up her teacup and took a sip of water, trying to put the matter out of her mind, but her mind was out of control, and she kept thinking about what Yang Jian had just said.

Dugu Bo...

Dugu Bo has indeed not appeared for a long time during this period.

This is not normal.

Dugu Yan is his granddaughter, and she attends the Tiandou Royal Academy.

Dugu Bo only had this one relative, whom he doted on in every way, treating him like a precious gem.

Although he doesn't come to see Dugu Yan every day, he comes at least once a week.

But it's been so long, and Dugu Bo still hasn't shown up.

Qian Renxue put down her teacup and slowly stroked the rim with her fingers.

"Uncle Snake Spear".

"exist."

"Go and check on the situation of the Power Clan."

Serpent Spear Douluo frowned, feeling it was completely unnecessary.

Yang Jian is just bragging. A Soul King killing a Soul Douluo, or even a Title Douluo, is something that has never been heard of before.

But after glancing at Qian Renxue's expression, he swallowed back the words he was about to say.

"Yes."

The Serpent Spear Douluo's figure disappeared from the reception room like a gust of wind, without making a sound.

At this moment, Qian Renxue closed her eyes, lost in thought.

The Porcupine Douluo stood still, like a statue, completely motionless.

The reception room was so quiet that you could hear the ticking of the wall clock.

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About fifteen minutes later, accompanied by a gentle breeze, Serpent Spear Douluo returned and appeared before Qian Renxue.

His expression was off; his brows were furrowed, and his eyes held a hint of shock.