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A medicinal fragrance immediately wafted out and spread.

Soon, the entire secret room was filled with the aroma of chicken soup.

A look of surprise appeared in Qian Renxue's eyes.

Qian Daoliu was the same, and couldn't help but look at Qian Xunji.

The father and son exchanged a glance.

Qian Xunji's eyes clearly showed a hint of joy, which made Qian Daoliu frown.

soon.

Bibi Dong then filled a bowl and instructed:

"Xiaoxue, take this bowl of chicken soup to the teacher."

"it is good!"

Qian Renxue responded in a sweet voice.

Just as he was about to reach out, a large hand snatched the bowl of chicken soup away.

"Xiaoxue, let Grandpa do it."

Before Qian Renxue and the others could even reply, Qian Daoliu picked up the chicken soup and sat down beside Qian Xunji's bed.

"grandfather?!"

Qian Renxue was a little confused, and even fumed!

This was the first time Bibi Dong had spoken to her like this, and the first time she had asked her to do something, and it was ruined by Qian Daoliu.

Qian Xunji looked at Qian Daoliu speechlessly.

He would rather have his daughter do the feeding than Old Deng feed her.

Qian Daoliu ignored their gazes.

He blew on the soup in the bowl and took a small sip.

"How does the Grand Master find the taste?"

Bibi Dong calmly glanced at Qian Daoliu's retreating figure.

She had anticipated this precaution; otherwise, why would she have come here to offer such ingratiation?

"not bad"

Qian Daoliu nodded and gave a fair assessment.

"That's good."

Bibi Dong nodded slightly.

Qian Xunji's eyes were filled with apology.

"I'm sorry, Dong'er, I didn't manage to get the spirit ring back, and I've caused you a lot of trouble."

"Teacher, what are you saying? You were seriously injured because of my spirit ring, I should be the one feeling guilty."

Bibi Dong shook her head, her tone carrying a gentleness that had been absent for countless years.

Qian Daoliu silently blew on the soup in his bowl. He couldn't be sure what lay hidden beneath the woman's calm, gentle face.

However, he did not let Qian Xunji say anything more.

Feeding has officially begun.

Qian Xunji suddenly turned his head and asked:

"Wait a minute, old man, can I have a different bowl? Ugh, cough cough!"

The words have not yet fallen.

Qian Daoliu quickly poured a mouthful of water into his mouth.

"Just drink the soup, stop with the nonsense, and drink it while it's hot."

"You pfft!"

Chihiro was paralyzed in bed and unable to resist her elderly father's feeding.

No matter when,

In front of Qian Daoliu, he was nothing more than an incompetent son.

"..."

Qian Renxue looked at the father and son, who seemed to be throwing a tantrum, with a strange expression.

I could hear Bibi Dong's voice.

"Little Snow."

"Sister, sister?"

Qian Renxue looked up into her eyes, her gaze filled with confusion.

Bibi Dong's voice at this moment was gentler than ever before, and her phoenix eyes held obvious guilt.

How is this going?

Qian Renxue saw the guilt in his eyes and suddenly felt a pang of fear.

"You should have a bowl too."

Bibi Dong gently pushed the bowl of chicken soup in front of Qian Renxue.

"Mmm~ Thank you, sister."

Qian Renxue smiled slightly and picked up the chicken soup.

Before she could say anything more...

Bibi Dong picked up the last bowl of chicken soup and went to the bedside.

"Great Master, this is for you."

"Hmm, just leave it there. I'll eat it after this unfilial son finishes."

Qian Daoliu looked at Bibi Dong and nodded.

Qian Xunji finally had a chance to catch his breath. Looking at the disciple beside him, he said helplessly, "Dong'er, you'll have to take care of things at the Papal Palace recently."

"Don't worry, teacher, Dong'er will do his job well."

Bibi Dong put down the chicken soup and stood still.

She had not forgotten the matter of asking for the ten-thousand-year soul bone that Qian Xunji had promised for Ye Tian.

There was no beating around the bush; he stated it directly:

"Teacher, did Ye Tian bring the ten-thousand-year soul bone you promised him? That kid asked more than once after he got the news."

Ten-thousand-year-old soul bones?

Upon hearing the topic of Ye Tian, ​​Qian Renxue immediately turned her gaze towards him.

She had never heard Ye Tian mention the soul bone.

Qian Daoliu remained relatively calm. Ye Tian's abilities were evident to everyone in the Spirit Hall's upper echelons. Giving him any reward was only fair; it was a truly risk-free investment with a long-tail effect!

"Haha. That kid is still the same as ever."

Qian Xunji couldn't help but chuckle.

I can already picture Ye Tian's greedy and mercenary nature.

Although Qian Xunji hadn't met Ye Tian many times, Ye Tian's greedy and avaricious image had become his stereotype.

But this time he could understand.

After all, it is a ten-thousand-year-old soul bone known as the treasure of the Blood River. Even a powerful titled Douluo would not be able to resist the temptation.

"Dong'er's words have reminded me."

As soon as Qian Xunji finished speaking, he activated a small amount of his soul power.

In his palm, a multicolored jade stone, somewhat resembling a skull, immediately appeared. The multicolored hue was not its own light, but rather the actual colors present on the surface of the soul bone.

Strangely, those colors even flowed like liquid.

skull?!

A hint of surprise flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes.

Of the six soul bones in his body, disregarding age, the most precious are the torso bones, followed by the head soul bone.

She hadn't expected that Qian Xunji would take out a head bone.

"I originally planned to send this soul bone along with your 100,000-year soul ring, but now it seems I can only honor Ye Tian's 10,000-year soul bone first."

Qian Xunji smiled and began to speak.

With great difficulty, he raised half of his arm and handed over the soul bone.

"Dong'er, this soul bone comes from a 43,000-year-old chameleon. Its quality is among the best in the Spirit Hall's treasury. I'll trouble you to pass it on to that kid."

"Then I will thank you on behalf of Ye Tian. The matter of the 100,000-year-old soul beast is over, and you don't need to hold it against me anymore."

Bibi Dong respectfully accepted the soul bone and gave a slight bow.

He also assured Qian Xunji, "If there is a chance, I will avenge the grudge against Haotian Sect on behalf of you."

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Chapter 147: Setting the Stage for Collecting the Corpse, and Pretending to Be Mute Again

"Haha, Dong'er is so thoughtful."

Hearing this, Qian Xunji couldn't help but chuckle, feeling somewhat relieved.

Tang Hao?

He's just an old man who's forty-four!

If you really want to see geniuses,

That would have to be his disciple.

It should be his disciple's disciple, and his precious daughter!

Of course, the premise is that he can resolve the absurd and unreal historical legacy surrounding Bibi Dong.

Otherwise, the Spirit Hall might self-destruct!

"Please enjoy your meal, teacher. Dong'er will come again tomorrow."

"Great Master Bibidon takes his leave."

Having achieved her main objective, Bibi Dong did not linger there any longer.

He bowed slightly in greeting and prepared to leave the secret room.

Goodbye, sister~

"Ah."

"..."

Qian Renxue sipped the soup, the fragrance lingering on her lips and teeth.

Purple Eyes, however, kept a close eye on Bibi Dong's departing figure and smiled softly.

Just a short while.

The secret room returned to peace.

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath and asked Qian Xunji:

Have you thought it through?