Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, Allows Me to Defy Fate

"Sect Leader Tang, this is Wuhun City."

Qianxun stood with his hands behind his back.

"You want to clean house for my Spirit Hall?"

"Has this crossed a line?"

The entire audience of Soul Masters was dumbfounded.

To everyone's surprise, the Pope himself showed up.

Tang Wei's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

Tang Hao clenched his fists, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit, as if he wanted to make a move.

But Tang Wei stopped him.

This is, after all, the Spirit Hall's headquarters. Qian Xunji's strength has increased dramatically in recent years for some reason, and he is now a level 96 Title Douluo. If a real fight breaks out, he won't come out on top.

“Your Holiness, this boy is wicked…” Tang Wei wanted to argue.

"Sect Leader Tang, that's enough."

Chihiro responded.

Tang Wei breathed heavily, snorted coldly, and stormed off.

We're leaving!

Tang San was somewhat unwilling, but he could only slink away and follow.

A potentially earth-shattering conflict was thus forcibly suppressed.

Gu Tie was completely dumbfounded.

Didn't the Pope always dislike the Holy Maiden? Why is he now openly breaking ties with the Haotian Sect for the sake of the Holy Maiden's people?

Chapter 328 Xue'er? Qian Renxue?

In fact, Chihiro himself sighed inwardly.

He glanced back at Bibi Dong, his expression complex.

Since that incident, the master-disciple relationship has been completely frozen.

"Perhaps I was...too harsh on her back then."

Qian Xunji thought to himself.

Yu Xiaoheng is dead, and Bibi Dong's future is destined to be bright.

Now that the "pig" is gone, just as rain is inevitable and a mother is destined to remarry, Bibi Dong will eventually have to find someone.

This nameless man has a clean background, no powerful connections, and decent strength. If Bibi Dong could recruit him into the Spirit Hall, it wouldn't be a bad thing.

Fertilizer does not flow into outsiders' fields.

It's better than her being seduced by some sect's young master in the future.

Thinking of this, Qian Xunji's gaze towards Yu Xiaoheng became more pleasing, after all, this person was not Yu Xiaoheng.

Anyone will do, as long as it's not Yu Xiaoheng.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Yu Xiaoheng bowed slightly, performing a flawless salute.

He was somewhat surprised.

Originally, in the worst-case scenario, Yu Yuanzhen was pretending to embarrass the Haotian Sect by offering a rescue.

But that might raise suspicions about whether Nameless and Blue Lightning are connected. Right now, it seems our side has won...

Qian Xunji waved his hand, about to say something.

Sudden.

A childish yet cheerful voice rang out.

"father!"

Immediately afterwards, a small figure ran out from the side door of the Papal Palace.

She was a beautiful little girl with long, flowing golden hair that cascaded over her shoulders. Her skin was as white as snow, and her large, bright eyes sparkled like an angel descended from heaven.

It was a thousand-foot snow.

The once dignified and aloof Qian Xunji melted the moment he heard that call.

His cold, hard lines softened instantly, and a radiant smile, unlike anything Gu Tie had ever seen before, bloomed on his face.

He squatted down and hugged Qian Renxue, who was running towards him, in his arms, and even spun her around in the air.

"Oh dear, Xue'er, slow down, don't fall."

Qian Renxue giggled and reached out her chubby little hand to wipe away non-existent dust from Qian Xunji's forehead.

"Dad, you've worked so hard! Xue'er saved some osmanthus cake for you!"

This moment.

Qian Xunji felt as if the whole world had lit up.

What Bibi Dong?

What saint?

That's all in the past.

He used to be determined to let Bibi Dong continue her angelic glory, even going so far as to keep her under strict supervision.

But now?

Looking at his well-behaved and sensible daughter in his arms, whose talent even surpassed his own, Qian Xunji felt that he had been completely out of his mind before.

What is Bibi Dong?

Is she as cute as my Xue'er?

Is she as filial as my Xue'er?

Look at those eyebrows and eyes, look at that talent, this is the true future of the angel race!

As for Bibi Dong...

She's only somewhat comparable to Xue'er in looks; otherwise, she's not even worthy of carrying Xue'er's shoes!

Bibi Dong?

No, it's no longer needed!

"Okay, okay, Dad will go eat the osmanthus cake that Xue'er left."

Qian Xunji carried his daughter and walked back with a happy expression, not even glancing at Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaoheng again, as if the domineering pope from just now was not him at all.

Only Gu Tie and a group of onlookers were left bewildered in the wind.

And Yu Xiaoheng, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Xue'er?

A thousand feet of snow?

He looked at the little girl snuggling in Qian Xunji's arms, and his eyelids twitched.

The descendants of a thousand families who inherited the divine position of the angels.

According to the original timeline, it shouldn't be time for her to appear yet.

Was it because Tang San's premature time travel triggered the butterfly effect?

Tang San has the shadow of the Sea God behind him, but the Angel God and the Sea God don't seem to be on the same side in the legends.

A power struggle in the realm of the gods?

Yu Xiaoheng looked up at the azure sky, then shook his head.

There are too few clues; thinking about it is pointless.

Whatever the reason, Qian Renxue's appearance helped him out of the predicament.

Normally, Qian Xunji wouldn't protect men who have a good relationship with his disciples, but this is clearly not normal.

"gone."

Yu Xiaoheng withdrew his gaze, pressed his fingerprint heavily on the registration booklet, received his participation certificate, and turned to leave.

Bibi Dong glanced deeply at Qian Xunji, who was holding his daughter and laughing like a fool, her eyes showing no emotion, and followed after him with the Shui sisters.

The group settled down at a secluded inn in Wuhun City.

Although this place is simple, it is quiet and far away from the headquarters of the Spirit Hall and other major sects.

I entered the room and closed the door.

The tense atmosphere eased slightly.

Shui Yun'er and Shui Lingxi no longer maintained that awkward male attire.

As her soul power flowed, her disguise was removed, revealing her original beautiful face and figure.

However, both of them looked unwell, pale as paper, clearly having suffered serious internal injuries under the siege of the Elephant Armor Sect. Coupled with the tension they had been under all the way, their fatigue was now evident as they relaxed.

They also have to spend a long time with their teammates, and it's inconvenient to keep pretending all the time.

Yu Xiaoheng sat on the slightly wobbly wooden chair, looking at the two sisters.

"Take care of the injuries first."

"The impact of the Elephant Armor Sect can easily damage internal organs. If it is not treated in time, it will leave hidden ailments."

As he spoke, he took out two bottles of healing medicine from his storage soul tool, placed them on the table, and pushed them over.

Shui Yun'er glanced at the medicine bottle on the table but did not reach for it.

She raised her head, her beautiful eyes filled with indifference and coldness.

"no need."