Reincarnated as the Death Spider Queen, sacrificing Bibi Dong at the start

This isn't self-reflection; it's clearly a warning to them! It's telling the world: when the Spirit Hall committed evil deeds, you three upper sects were accomplices! You were also beneficiaries!

What an amazing mouth!

What ruthless methods!

Ning Fengzhi lowered his head, concealing the shock in his eyes.

This new pope not only subdued the Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect, but also morally blackmailed all the sects in the world!

From then on, who would dare to easily oppose her? Who would dare to talk about justice in front of her?

The situation at the Spirit Hall has completely changed.

Chapter 91 The Grand Master is truly a model for our time.

……

The situation is settled, and the dust has settled.

Looking at the figure on the high platform who had once again donned the crown of the church and received the worship of thousands, a deep weariness flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes.

This farce ultimately ended in a complete defeat for the Hall of Offerings.

"Now that the Pope has regained power, I shall return."

Qian Daoliu coldly uttered a sentence, his body surging with golden light, and turned to leave. He didn't want to stay a moment longer; if he did, he feared he might really lose control and fight this woman to the death.

"Wait a minute!"

Nan Feng's voice rang out again, carrying a hint of relentlessness.

Qian Daoliu paused, his brow furrowed, and turned around, his voice already carrying a hint of barely suppressed anger:

"Your Holiness, is there anything else?"

Nan Feng straightened his sleeves and said casually:

"Jin E and the others have been punished for dereliction of duty. But the real culprit, the one who caused the Spirit Hall to suffer heavy losses and countless soul masters to lose their families—Qian Xunji—has not yet been dealt with."

Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the room froze once again.

Everyone stared at Nan Feng in horror.

Further action is needed?!

The person is already dead, and you still won't let them go?!

"Bibi Dong!!"

The golden light in Qian Daoliu's eyes almost burst forth, and his terrifying pressure instantly locked onto Nan Feng:

"The person is already dead! What more do you want?! Respect for the dead is paramount, can't you even leave a dead person alone?!"

"Respect for the dead?"

Nan Feng met Qian Daoliu's gaze without fear, and sneered:

"Then may I ask, High Priest, what about those Spirit Hall Soul Masters who died because of Qian Xunji's selfish desires? Aren't they considered dead? Who will give an explanation to those innocent and tragically deceased souls?"

"The war may be over, but the blood debt remains."

Nan Feng pointed to the Haotian Sect members below, then to the wounded Spirit Hall soldiers:

"Although the Haotian Sect has submitted, the hatred in the hearts of those who died in the war, their families and friends, still burns."

"We are all just victims of this unjust war."

"If the culprits are not given a final and conclusive punishment, and the people are not convinced, this hatred will continue to grow like poisonous weeds, only bringing more innocent sacrifices."

“Great Venerable One, you are a servant of the angels, a compassionate being. Surely you wouldn’t willingly watch as living beings suffer and resentment fills the sky?”

Seeing Qian Daoliu's ashen face, Nan Feng showed no fear whatsoever, instead speaking in an even more sarcastic tone:

"Although I have been reinstated as Pope, I know that everyone knows that Qian Xunji is the biological son of the High Priest."

As the saying goes, "If a child is not taught, it is the father's fault; if the teaching is not strict, it is the teacher's laziness."

"Of course!"

Nan Feng changed the subject, looking at Qian Daoliu with an expression of "admiration":

"The actions of the Grand Elder today—putting righteousness before family and punishing Jin E—are sufficient proof that the Grand Elder knew nothing of what Qian Xunji and the others did in the past!"

"Otherwise, given the Grand Master's upright character, how could he have stood idly by? How could he have allowed his own son to commit such a heinous act?"

This veiled criticism caused not only Qian Daoliu to twitch at the corners of his mouth, but also those from the seven major sects below the stage.

This isn't praise; it's practically putting a thousand streams on a fire to roast!

If you admit you know, then you are protecting criminals and colluding with them; if you say you don't know, then you are admitting that you have "failed to raise your child properly" and that you must now put aside your own family for the greater good!

"you……"

Qian Daoliu finally lost his temper. He suppressed the surging anger in his chest, stared intently at Nan Feng, and asked through gritted teeth:

"Then what do you think should be done?!"

"I?"

Nan Feng shrugged, looking completely innocent:

"I am, after all, Qian Xunji's disciple. How can a disciple speak ill of his teacher?"

"I said so many disrespectful things before in order to stop the war, for the greater good. But now that they are all dead, if I were to say more, wouldn't I be seen as a villain who kicks someone when they're down and betrays his master?"

Nan Feng smiled slightly and kicked the ball back:

“Since Qian Xunji is the son of the Grand Master, it is most appropriate for the Grand Master to punish him.”

"This will both let the world know that the Grand Master is wise and powerful and has the determination to clean house; and it is also a matter of course for a father to teach his son."

"We hope that the Grand Elder will bring justice to the people of the world, and to the spirits of those who died unjustly because of this!"

Qian Daoliu looked at the woman in front of him with such an "righteous" face and felt completely powerless.

He lost.

They lost without any chance to fight back.

What exactly do you want?

Qian Daoliu's voice rang directly in Nan Feng's mind, filled with deep weariness and resignation.

Nan Feng's lips curled slightly, and he echoed back with his own voice:

"It's very simple."

"First, remove Qian Xunji's spirit from the Douluo Hall! He is not qualified to receive the worship of thousands of soul masters inside; he is not worthy to be ranked alongside the sages of the past!"

"Secondly, strip him of his papacy and treat him as a criminal!"

"Third, remove him from the angel family's genealogy!"

"You must treat Qian Xunji the same way that the Haotian Sect treated Tang Hao!"

"impossible!!"

Qian Daoliu instantly bristled, his voice transmission filled with rage:

"Bibi Dong! Don't push your luck!!"

"He is my son! He is of the bloodline of the angelic family! You want to ensure he doesn't even find peace in death?!"

"Trying to push your luck?"

A crazed red light flashed in Nan Feng's eyes, and his voice became extremely cold:

"Old man, is this what you call pushing your luck?"

"I haven't dug him out of his grave and whipped his corpse yet! I haven't hung his body on the walls of Spirit City to be exposed for a hundred years! I haven't made him suffer the scorn and insults of all the spirit masters in the world!"

"I'm only asking you to remove him from the family tree; that's already a tremendous favor to your angel family!"

"You actually think I'm pushing my luck?!"

"What? You want to try and see how the world will despise you, the Angel Gods, if I really reveal all those things? How will Qian Renxue view you, her grandfather?!"

Qian Daoliu's heart clenched as he looked at the undisguised madness and obsession in Nan Feng's eyes.

He could tell that this crazy woman was serious.

If I don't agree, this madman will really dig up the grave and hang Qian Xunji's corpse on the city wall! At that time, the Angel Family will truly lose all face!

"……it is good."

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath, as if he had aged ten years in an instant:

"If I have done this... then this matter ends here!"

"All grudges are wiped clean!"

Nan Feng did not answer immediately.

His consciousness sank into the sea of ​​his mind, looking at the real Bibi Dong who had been silent and quietly watching everything.

"So, are you satisfied with the result?"

Looking at Qian Daoliu outside, who seemed to have been drained of all his energy, Bibi Dong recalled the secret room that had brought her endless nightmares.

for a long time.

“...Say yes.”

Bibi Dong's voice was soft, yet it carried a sense of relief and joy.

"receive."

Nan Feng regained consciousness, looked at Qian Daoliu, and nodded slightly:

"make a deal."

Having received a reply, Qian Daoliu no longer hesitated. He feared that if he delayed any longer, this madwoman would come up with some even more vicious idea.

He faced the entire audience, his voice booming, yet tinged with an indescribable sorrow:

"I hereby declare!"