bookbashuk Chapter 105 Since we can't be mother and daughter, let's be rivals.
Chapter 105 Since we can't be mother and daughter, let's be rivals.
Chapter 105 Since we can't be mother and daughter, let's be rivals.
With the "Soul Hunting Operation" and the "Heavenly Dou Infiltration Plan" finalized, Bibi Dong, the newly appointed pope, was finally extremely busy.
She had to rectify the atmosphere of the Spirit Hall, place people in key positions, consolidate power, and meet with representatives of various factions from time to time, playing the role of the "benevolent pope." She was like a spinning top that never stopped, with even her sleep time compressed to the extreme every day.
But Bibi Dong enjoyed it.
Watching that once decaying behemoth gradually transform into a sharp sword in your hands, the sense of accomplishment is enough to offset all fatigue.
This is the pleasure that power brings.
As for Nanfeng?
This guy shamelessly went back to being a hands-off manager.
It's impossible for me to work; I'll never be able to work in my entire life.
Anyway, the general direction has been pointed out. The specific execution and intrigue are Bibi Dong's forte, and he can't be bothered with those political affairs that give him a headache.
His only concern right now is Bibi Dong's cultivation progress.
Especially the soul ring configuration of the second martial soul, the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor.
Dark Demon God Tiger.
That monstrous soul beast, possessing the bloodline of an evil god, the attribute of devouring, and even the power to control time and space, although only having 60,000 years of cultivation, is absolutely no less powerful than an ordinary 100,000-year-old soul beast in terms of actual combat strength and the quality of its soul rings.
Moreover, its attributes are extremely unique, including darkness, evil, lightning, wind, time, and space—it's practically an all-encompassing hodgepodge.
Nan Feng had already posted the quest to find the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger through Ghostly Path. As for when it would be found, that would depend on luck.
In the afternoon, in the royal garden behind the Papal Palace.
The sun is just right, the breeze is not dry.
Nan Feng, controlling the Spider King clone, was sprawled out on a specially made wisteria rocking chair, his face covered by an ancient book he had found somewhere, comfortably basking in the sun.
"teacher."
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A crisp sound broke the silence.
Nan Feng lazily lifted a corner of the book, revealing one eye.
Qian Renxue was standing not far away, holding an exquisite food box in her hand, looking incredibly well-behaved.
"Tsk."
Nan Feng rolled her eyes and put the book back over her face: "Hey Miss, why have you been coming here so often lately?"
"Does this Imperial Garden belong to your family or mine? Why are you everywhere here?"
"Teacher, these are some pastries I just bought. They're the best made in Wuhun City. Please try them."
Qian Renxue walked over with a smile, placed the food box on the stone table beside her, and skillfully opened it to reveal several plates of delicate and soft pastries inside.
"Those who offer unsolicited favors are either treacherous or thieves."
Nan Feng sat up, picked up a piece of pastry, threw it into his mouth, chewed it a couple of times, and mumbled, "So, what do you want now?"
Qian Renxue's smile faded, and her small face turned serious. "I want to talk to you about—the Elder Hall's plan."
"Cough cough cough————"
Nan Feng nearly choked on the pastry, coughing violently a few times before staring at her with wide eyes: "What plan? Who told you?"
"I overheard my grandfather and Grandpa Golden Crocodile whispering in the ancestral hall," Qian Renxue said, blinking innocently.
—
Nan Feng's lips twitched slightly.
Good grief, they said they'd put the Golden Crocodile in solitary confinement, but it turns out they just locked him up for the outside world to see? This news spread way too fast!
However, who exactly was it that leaked such a confidential matter to the Hall of Offerings among those old fogies in the Elders' Hall?
A demonic bear? A ghost leopard? Or a porcupinefish with a spear?
Whatever, whatever.
Anyway, Bibi Dong didn't expect to completely hide it from Qian Daoliu. As long as that old man doesn't overturn the table, she'll let him be.
"Alright."
Nan Feng brushed the crumbs off his hands, slumped back into the rocking chair, and said nonchalantly, "So what if I know? Kid, don't meddle in adults' business."
"I want to get involved in this," Qian Renxue said, surprising everyone.
"What?"
Nan Feng rubbed his ears, wondering if he'd misheard: "What are you involved in? Going to the Heaven Dou Empire to be a child laborer? Or going to be a child bride for one of the princes?"
"I'm serious!"
Qian Renxue stomped her foot in annoyance: "The Angel Clan possesses an inherited head soul bone with top-tier disguise skills. Even a Title Douluo would be completely unable to detect its flaws!"
"Furthermore, the Heaven Dou royal family's Swan Martial Soul is of the Light attribute, while my Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul is of the Holy attribute. Their properties are similar, making them easily confused. Add to that my Disguise Soul Bone, and I can completely pass for the real one!"
Qian Renxue walked up to Nan Feng, her eyes resolute: "Teacher, your plan to support a puppet is ultimately not safe."
"You can't see into someone's heart, and a puppet can turn on you at any moment. Rather than placing your hopes on an outsider, it's better to—"
Qian Renxue pointed to herself: "Put our own people up there and replace them!"
"Once I become the crown prince, or even the future emperor, won't the Heavenly Dou Empire be rightfully the Spirit Hall's?"
Nan Feng looked at the ambitious young girl in front of him and was completely speechless.
The plot has circled back again—how did it end up like this again?
I said—
Nan Feng sat up straight, rubbing his temples with a headache: "Isn't it good that you're staying in the Spirit Hall? Why do you have to suffer in that kind of hellish place? That's infiltration, where you can't be yourself for ten or twenty years, and you have to live with a mask on every day."
"I want to prove my worth!"
Qian Renxue clenched her fists, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes: "Now the Papal Palace is completely controlled by that woman, and the Elders' Palace has also sided with her."
"Grandpa is old, and the servants only listen to him."
"When I grow up, even if I have my grandfather's support, even if I am the young master."
"I'm afraid the power of the Spirit Hall won't fall into my hands. Even if I wanted to seize it, I probably couldn't beat her."
"Since that's the case—"
Qian Renxue took a deep breath and said resolutely, "Then I'm too lazy to fight for power with that woman in the Spirit Hall."
"I want to get out of here!"
"Since she looks down on me, since she thinks I'm superfluous."
"Then I'll go and build it myself! I'm going to the Heavenly Dou Empire, and I'll personally take over that vast empire as my foundation, Qian Renxue's legacy!"
"Then I'll show her who the real powerhouse is!"
Hearing Qian Renxue repeatedly refer to "that woman," Nan Feng couldn't help but twitch his lips.
"Tsk tsk tsk."
"Just a few days ago he was crying and calling for his mother, and now, only a few days later, he's already calling for that woman?"
"Your change of expression is faster than turning the pages of a book."
Qian Renxue's expression remained unchanged. "Since that woman doesn't acknowledge me, since she hates me so much..."
"Then there's no need for me to stoop so low and fawn over her."
"Isn't this what you taught me, teacher?"
Qian Renxue looked directly at Nan Feng and said, "Don't dwell on things you can't change, and don't pray for feelings you can't have."
"Apart from life and death, everything else is just scratches."
"I've figured it out."
"Since we can't be mother and daughter, let's be rivals."
"At least—that way she'll look at me properly."
Looking at Qian Renxue, who had a stubborn expression and burning ambition in her eyes, Nan Feng couldn't help but sigh.
I said—
Nan Feng rubbed his temples helplessly: "You've hardly figured it out!"
"You're clearly getting stuck on another pointless issue."
"You said you didn't care anymore, that you didn't want to fawn over her. But what happened? You went through all this trouble, going undercover, trying to steal a country, using an empire as a bargaining chip—"
Nan Feng pointed at her and bluntly remarked, "In the end, you're still competing with Bibi Dong."
"You still want to prove to her: Look, I'm strong, I'm stronger than you, you were blind to abandon me back then."
"Is this essentially any different from when you were a kid and got a perfect score on a test, then went to her with the test paper asking for praise?"
"The only difference this time is that the exam paper has been replaced by a map of the Heavenly Dou Empire instead of a single sheet of paper."
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Qian Renxue bit her lip and did not refute.
Because she knew in her heart that the teacher was right. She really wanted to prove to that woman that she really couldn't let go.
But so what?