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

Looking at his little granddaughter curled up in a ball, crying out that "nobody wants her," this man, who had lived to be over a hundred years old and stood at the pinnacle of the mainland, felt as if his heart had been squeezed tightly, and he was in so much pain that he could not breathe.

Although he was grieving over Qian Xunji's death, he felt even more anger and regret.

But Qian Renxue's tears are her true weakness, a pain that cuts to the bone.

"No...no..."

Ignoring the fact that his granddaughter had pushed him away, Qian Daoliu hugged the small body tightly into his arms, his eyes reddening.

"Xue'er is not superfluous... Xue'er is Grandpa's precious darling... Grandpa wants you, Grandpa will always want you..."

"It's a lie! It's all a lie!"

Qian Renxue struggled desperately in his arms, her little fists raining down on Qian Daoliu's chest. "Give me back my mother! I want my mother! I want to hear stories! I want to eat mung bean cakes!"

"You owe me money! Waaaaah..."

No matter how powerful Qian Daoliu is, he possesses the power of a demigod who can reach the heavens and the earth, and he can mobilize the power of angels to suppress everything.

But at this moment, faced with his granddaughter's tears and her demand to "give me back a mother," he felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.

Compensation? How will you compensate?

That clone has already exploded!

Moreover, Bibi Dong made it very clear that it was a soul injury, and the person couldn't get out for a short time!

Because of his previous coercion, that alter ego personality now rejects him and Xue'er!

"Damn it..."

A deep sense of regret welled up in Qian Daoliu's heart.

He regretted it.

If he had known that clone was so fierce, if he had known that clone held such an important place in Xue'er's heart, why did he impulsively go and investigate back then?!

it's good now.

Bibi Dong's original self became estranged from him, and her alter ego personality went on strike. Xue'er hated him for being a liar.

This is a complete loss!

"Xue'er, don't cry... Grandpa will think of something... Grandpa will definitely think of something..."

As Qian Daoliu awkwardly patted Qian Renxue's back, he felt bitter inside.

What can he do?

Should we go and beg Bibi Dong again?

Chapter 33 Equivalent Exchange

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The following day, in the Papal Palace and the State Affairs Hall.

Although the imperial bedchamber is not yet fully renovated, the government affairs hall does not require such trouble.

The war against the four major clans is no child's play; it requires the mobilization of Soul Masters from various Spirit Halls, their allocation, strategic deployment, and logistical issues.

War is not something that can be resolved with a few words; pre-war preparations are a major issue.

Moreover, even though those titled Douluo said they wanted to fight at the Elders' meeting, Bibi Dong knew very well that they were probably just going through the motions.

When a country wants to start a war, the biggest problem is never whether it can win, but getting people to be willing to fight and risk their lives.

The same applies to the Spirit Hall.

The Soul Masters below are easy to deal with; if you throw out high-ranking positions and generous salaries, there are plenty of people willing to fight for them. But for the Elders' Hall, these are all meaningless.

They were already titled Douluo, holding high positions of power and influence, and their families were prosperous.

For them, their current status is already the pinnacle; pushing themselves any further would yield very little reward but carry extremely high risks.

If they were to face a desperate counterattack from the Clear Sky Sect, they would prioritize their own safety above all else, and they wouldn't even flinch at the sight of their Soul Masters being wiped out.

As long as they live, the family will continue.

If they are seriously injured or die, the Elder Hall will not keep useless people. Without the titled Douluo to guard them, their families will inevitably decline.

Therefore, those elders would absolutely not risk their lives.

Even their current lack of effort is because Nan Feng, who was in control of her body, gave them a severe dressing-down, making them lose face.

Otherwise, the elders wouldn't have gotten involved in this matter at all.

Bibi Dong was simulating the progress of the war, but no matter what, as long as those titled Douluo in the Elder Hall didn't take it seriously, the so-called blitzkrieg and the so-called besieging the point and attacking the reinforcements would just be a joke!

"Nanfeng, I'll ask you one more time: how exactly do we solve the problem of the Elders' Hall not putting in their full effort?" Bibi Dong asked in her mind.

"My original plan was to proceed gradually, not only to lower the guard of the outside world, but more importantly, to slowly win over the true core forces of the Spirit Hall with benefits. I wanted them to see that they would benefit from following me, thereby gradually eroding the influence of Golden Crocodile and Thousand Daoliu."

"And what did you do?"

Instead of trying to win them over or showing them any goodwill, they pointed their fingers at everyone in the Elders' Hall and called them cowards and good-for-nothings!

"Now it's all good. Even if Jin E keeps quiet for the sake of the bigger picture, those elders must hate me to death! They will never give me a kind look, let alone genuinely support me!"

"If they shirk their duties on the battlefield, or even deliberately let the elders of the Haotian Sect go in order to preserve their strength, then my so-called blitzkrieg will turn into a messy war of attrition!"

"If this battle fails to achieve the desired results, or if the losses are heavy, my prestige as the new pope is already low, and it will only plummet to rock bottom."

"If things continue like this, let alone controlling the Elders' Hall, I might not even be able to hold onto power in the Papal Palace!"

Faced with Bibi Dong's anxiety, Nan Feng in the Sea of ​​Spirit simply yawned leisurely.

"What's the rush? I told you, the problem with the Elders' Hall will be resolved soon."

"As for scolding them... ha, that's a minor matter, even necessary."

“Little Dongdong, in the end, it’s because you were too cautious in front of Qian Xunji for too long in the past few years. Your thinking was imprisoned by your identity as a disciple.”

"You're thinking of trying to win over those elders and curry favor with them? This very idea puts you in a passive position, even in a subordinate one."

"You are the Pope! You are the monarch! Does a monarch need to appease his subjects?"

"I don't like being passive, and I especially dislike having to read other people's faces."

"What I want is not to win them over, but to force them to come and join me!"

"Easy for you to say." Bibi Dong frowned.

"The elders of the Spirit Hall are only inferior to the Pope in terms of administrative power, but in terms of status, the elders are equal to the Pope! This is the ancestral rule of the Spirit Hall!"

"If the Pope incurs the wrath of the masses and goes against the fundamental interests of the Spirit Hall, the Elders' Hall has the right to impeach him or even strip him of his power!"

"But the Pope has no right to strip elders of their titles and status! Why should they come to rely on me, a powerless young girl who has offended them all?"

"They obey Jin E and are at the mercy of Qian Daoliu! As long as Qian Daoliu doesn't give his approval, they can keep dragging this out on me!"

"Yes."

Nan Feng snapped his fingers. "You've finally hit the nail on the head. The Elders' Hall is watching Qian Daoliu's expression."

"Then may I ask..."

Nan Feng's voice became playful:

"Qian Daoliu, whose face are you looking at?"

"Or rather, in this world, who can control Qian Daoliu's joys and sorrows, and who can make this demigod peerless Douluo have to suppress his grievances?"

Bibi Dong was stunned.

A golden figure flashed through her mind instantly—the little girl who always followed her, calling "Mommy," the one who ran away crying last night.

"You mean... Qian Renxue?"

Bibi Dong was startled; a chill ran down her spine. She asked in fear, "..."

"So...you old spider, from the very beginning you were trying to be nice to Qian Renxue, putting on that show of maternal love and filial piety, even going so far as to self-destruct to deepen her hatred for Qian Daoliu..."

"You... you've been planning this all along?!"

Seeing that Bibi Dong had finally realized what was happening, Nan Feng stopped denying it.

"Your strength lies in planning before acting. However, your fatal weakness is being too hesitant and indecisive."

"And, little Dongdong, your heart... is still not ruthless enough."

"Qian Renxue is clearly your best and most unbeatable trump card. As long as you hold onto this card, not only those elders, but even Qian Daoliu will be led by the nose by you."

"But what about you?"

"You just don't want to use it. You're holding a winning hand, but you insist on pushing it away!"

"You keep saying you hate the Qian family, hate Qian Xunji, and want revenge. But you have a strange... protective instinct towards Qian Xunji's daughter?"

"Don't rush to deny it."

Nan Feng interrupted Bibi Dong, who was about to explain herself, "If you really hate her, you will ignore her. But your current avoidance is precisely because you are afraid of involving her, afraid of using her."

"But that's ridiculous."

"Back then, in order to survive, you were able to feign compliance and act as a submissive disciple to the man who raped you, Chihiro."

"Now, for the sake of power and revenge, why can't you just pretend to be nice to Qian Renxue? Why can't you appease her?"

"As long as you appease her and get her on your side."

"Even if Qian Daoliu and Jin E knew you were acting, even if they knew it was fake, would they refuse Qian Renxue's request? Would they want to hurt Qian Renxue?"

Bibi Dong fell silent, her face pale.

She never expected that the lingering, complex guilt and reluctance she felt for that child in the deepest corner of her heart would be seen so clearly by Nan Feng, and... regarded as weakness.

"For this, you did not hesitate to give up your greatest advantage and chose the most difficult path."

Nan Feng sighed, his voice full of disappointment, "This is too foolish."

"Since you're unwilling to use this trump card..."

"Then I'll use it."

"Why do you think I went on strike last night? Why did I make Qian Daoliu face Qian Renxue's tears?"