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

"The former Pope Qian Xunji, due to his own selfish desires, brought shame upon the Spirit Hall, caused immense suffering to the people, and committed grave sins."

"Though he is dead, he cannot escape his guilt."

"Effective immediately, Qian Xunji's spirit is removed from the Douluo Palace! His title of Pope is revoked!"

“And remove it from the Angel Family genealogy!”

"With this, I thank the world!"

After saying this last sentence, Qian Daoliu seemed unwilling to stay here for even a moment longer.

He didn't even dare to look at Nan Feng's victorious smile, fearing that this crazy woman would make some even more outrageous demands.

"Om-"

A flash of golden light.

This peerless Douluo transformed into a streak of light and vanished into the sky in an instant, fleeing as if escaping from this heartbreaking place that had humiliated him.

"Great Offering!!"

Nan Feng did not stop his "performance" after Qian Daoliu's departure. He raised his head, facing the vanished golden light, his voice high-pitched and full of "respect":

"The Venerable Master is selfless and impartial! He puts righteousness before family! For the sake of justice, he does not hesitate to clean house! He is truly a model for our time!!"

"The existence of Qian Xunji is a calamity for the Spirit Hall and a misfortune for the world!"

"But having a Grand Master is a blessing for the Spirit Hall! It is a great blessing for all the Soul Masters in the world!"

This flattery was so loud it left the Soul Masters, who hadn't yet recovered from their shock, completely stunned.

Even Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had his lips twitching at this moment, cursing inwardly: This woman is simply killing people by destroying their spirit! She forced someone to kick their son out of the family tree, and then rubbed salt into their wounds, praising them for doing a good job!

If Qian Daoliu were alive today... no, if he heard these words, he would probably fall from mid-air in anger.

Chapter 92 Is it, or isn't?

……

Nan Feng's gaze quickly returned from the horizon, becoming serious and cold once more.

He surveyed the room, his tone turning somber:

"Gentlemen."

Even though Qian Xunji, the culprit, has received his due punishment, and even though Jin E and the others have gone to reflect on their mistakes.

"But I know that for the living, the wounds in their hearts are not so easy to heal."

"The dead are gone, but what can the living endure?"

Nan Feng's voice was low and tinged with sorrow:

"Brothers and sisters who lost loved ones and friends in the war, can the hatred in your hearts really disappear so easily just by punishing a dead person?"

"No."

Nan Feng asked himself the question and then answered it, his eyes narrowing and his voice becoming incredibly firm:

"Therefore, today! I not only want to give an explanation to the dead, but also to the living!"

"I will end this war here and now!!"

Nan Feng suddenly flicked his sleeve, pointing his scepter at the vast open space in front of the Papal Palace:

"Belongs to the Spirit Hall! Belongs to the Clear Sky Sect!"

“If any of you still harbor resentment over yesterday’s grievances, if any of you feel that the hatred in your heart cannot be quelled and that it must be washed away with blood!”

"Then step forward!!"

"Whether you fight or kill, let's settle this today!"

"Right here in front of the Papal Palace! Right here, in front of all the Soul Masters of the world!"

"Let life and death be left to fate!"

"but--"

Nan Feng abruptly changed the subject, his tone chillingly sharp:

"After today, let us not bring up old grudges again! All grievances must be settled today!"

"If we don't speak up or fight today, tomorrow we might attack other people's families because of our grudges, and secretly do dirty work, creating more innocent grievances."

"Then he's no different from Qian Xunji, who, for his own selfish reasons, instigated war and wreaked havoc on the world!!"

Nan Feng's gaze was sharp as lightning, scanning the faces of everyone present:

"To act in this way is to be my enemy! To be an enemy of all the Soul Masters in the world who yearn for peace!!"

"When the time comes, I will surely kill him!!"

"Now!"

Nan Feng pointed to the open space and shouted:

"Revenge if you have a grudge! Settle your grievances if you have a grudge!"

"If you're a man, don't hide it!"

"Step forward!!"

……

In the shrine, before the statue of the angel.

The enormous six-winged angel statue radiated a soft and holy light, but this light could not illuminate the gloom in Qian Daoliu's heart at this moment.

He knelt on the prayer mat in front of the statue, his eyes slightly closed. Although his breathing was steady, the oppressive aura emanating from him made the empty hall feel particularly heavy.

Today, in front of the world, he personally denied his own son and trampled the glory of the Angel Family underfoot.

Although it was for the greater good and to preserve the last line of defense, this humiliation gnawed at his heart like a venomous snake.

"Tread, step, step..."

A series of light and disordered footsteps broke the deathly silence.

Qian Renxue walked in, looking utterly dejected.

Her face was deathly pale, and her golden eyes, which always shone with pride, were now shrouded in a gray mist, empty and lost.

She neither bowed nor spoke, but like a puppet whose soul had been taken away, she walked to Qian Daoliu's side, silently knelt down, and lowered her head to look at the cold stone bricks on the ground.

Everything that happened today was like an absurd nightmare, shattering the worldview she had built up over the past nine years.

Hiding in the shadows, she witnessed firsthand how the "teacher," who always mocked her yet cooked for her, tore away her father's "glorious" facade in front of tens of thousands of people.

She could tell that it wasn't her real mother, but her teacher, because that arrogance was something her mother didn't have.

She saw her second grandfather's fear and guilt, and the silence of the other grandfathers who were honoring him.

She also saw... her most beloved grandfather, this omnipotent Grand Master, ultimately choose to compromise, and even personally issue the order to remove her father from the family genealogy and strip him of his title.

a long time.

"grandfather."

Qian Renxue's voice was somewhat hoarse, with a slight tremor:

"Today in front of the Papal Palace... those things... what Mom said, were they true?"

Qian Daoliu's eyelids trembled slightly, but he neither opened his eyes nor spoke.

Qian Renxue turned her head and looked at her grandfather's aged profile, her eyes gradually reddening:

“From childhood to adulthood, you, Grandpa Golden Crocodile, and the other honored grandfathers have always told me that my father is a great hero and the pride of the Spirit Hall.”

“Tell me that Tang Hao is a traitorous sinner and that the Haotian Sect has broken its promise.”

"But today..."

Qian Renxue's voice trembled with sobs:

"Mom, and the tens of thousands of Soul Masters below the stage, including people from the seven major sects, their meaning is very clear."

“From beginning to end, it was Dad who started this whole thing.”

"It was his greed, his unreasonableness, and his own fault."

"even……"

Qian Renxue gripped her skirt tightly, her knuckles turning white.

“Even you, Grandpa, personally issued the punishment for Dad in front of the whole world, kicking him out of the family genealogy.”

Qian Renxue stretched out her small hand and gently tugged at Qian Daoliu's sleeve, her eyes full of pleading, begging her grandfather to give her a different answer, begging him to tell her that it was fake, that Bibi Dong had forced him to do it.

"Grandpa, I don't know who to believe anymore."

“I know my mom doesn’t like my dad, and I also know… my teachers don’t like my dad either. So I don’t ask them, because they might lie to me or make up stories about my dad.”

"But Grandpa, you are Dad's father, and you love Xue'er the most."

Can you tell me the truth?

"my father……"

Two lines of clear tears slid down Qian Renxue's cheeks:

"Is he... really like what that woman said?"

"..."

Qian Daoliu remained silent.

How should he answer?

Tell her that her father is indeed a bastard, not only greedy but also raped her mother.

Or should we continue to lie to her, saying that it was all Bibi Dong's conspiracy, and that her grandfather was forced to back down for the sake of the bigger picture?

Either answer would be cruel to this child.

Seeing that her grandfather remained silent, Qian Renxue's last glimmer of hope was slowly shattering.