After explaining the content of the seventh test, Dongfang Jing glanced at Biji.
That's it?
Brigitte spoke, her tone unusually calm.
Dongfang Jing looked up and saw Biji tilting her head to look at him, her expression no different from usual.
"You're really worried about this?"
"Master, this matter isn't as simple as you say," Dongfang Jing frowned. "Four 100,000-year-old soul bones, and I can't use the power of the Sea God or the Asura. That means I can only hunt 100,000-year-old soul beasts with my own strength. That in itself isn't too difficult, but the main problem is..."
He didn't finish his sentence.
Brigitte spoke for him.
"You're afraid that we, as people of the same kind, will feel uncomfortable, right?"
Dongfang Jing nodded.
Brigitte sighed and reached out to pat Dongfang Jing's head.
"Foolish apprentice."
Brigitte's voice was very soft.
"Leave everything about the soul bone to your master."
"Give it to you?" Dongfang Jing was stunned. "Master, what do you plan to do?"
Brigitte didn't answer directly. She stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the night outside.
Dongfang Jing's mind raced, and suddenly a possibility came to mind.
"Master, you're not planning to go to the Star Dou Great Forest to kill those ferocious beasts, are you?"
Brigitte paused slightly in her tracks.
Dongfang Jing's heart sank as well.
The ferocious beasts in the Star Dou Great Forest are all beings that have existed for over 100,000 years.
If you really intend to deal with them, the problem of soul bones can indeed be solved.
But those ferocious beasts, in the end, were also Brigitte's former colleagues.
"You don't need to ask about it." Biji turned around, looked at Dongfang Jing, her tone gentle but not argumentative, "Don't worry, I already have a solution."
"Can..."
"No buts." Brigitte walked back, grabbed Dongfang Jing's shoulder, and made him sit back on the sofa. "Your seventh test is up to me."
...
Offering Hall.
Qian Renxue, who had just returned from the hotel, pushed open the heavy palace door and walked in.
Moonlight streamed in through the high window, casting several pale beams of light onto the ground.
The enormous six-winged angel statue still stands solemnly in the center of the hall.
Qian Daoliu was sitting cross-legged on a futon in front of the statue, closing his eyes to rest.
He opened his eyes when he heard footsteps.
"Xiaoxue, how did the talk go?"
Qian Renxue walked up to Qian Daoliu and sat down opposite him.
"Grandpa, he still refused."
Qian Daoliu was not surprised and nodded slightly, saying, "As expected."
"However, he proposed another solution."
She relayed Dongfang Jing's words verbatim.
After listening, Qian Daoliu did not immediately express his opinion.
Silence fell over the main hall.
a long time.
Qian Daoliu opened his eyes and looked at Qian Renxue.
"Xiaoxue, what do you think?"
Qian Renxue was surprised that her grandfather would ask her a question. After a moment of surprise, she lowered her head and began to think seriously.
"I don't understand his true intentions," Qian Renxue analyzed, frowning. "He said he wanted to create an organization, but what would happen after it was created?"
She looked up, her golden eyes filled with confusion.
"Assuming our cooperation succeeds and the three upper sects are eliminated, it's only a matter of time before my Spirit Hall successively annexes Heaven Dou and Star Luo, unifying the continent. At that time, who in the world can threaten my Spirit Hall?"
Qian Renxue's voice grew lower and lower, yet increasingly sharp.
"Isn't he afraid that... the Spirit Hall will eventually swallow up his organization as well?"
After hearing this, Qian Daoliu's lips twitched slightly.
"Xiaoxue, let me ask you another question," Qian Daoliu said calmly. "If you became the leader of the Spirit Hall after its unification, would you do this? Would you try to absorb its organization?"
Qian Renxue fell silent.
She thought about it seriously for a long time.
"Perhaps... but that depends on Dongfang Jing's true intentions first," Qian Renxue said slowly. "What is he planning to do? What if he threatens us..."
She paused for a moment.
"I can."
But after she finished speaking, she shook her head.
"But he is Dongfang Jing. How could he not think of that?"
Or perhaps...
Qian Renxue's brows furrowed even more.
"He doesn't care at all?"
"Xiaoxue, why don't you agree to cooperate with him first?" Qian Daoliu stood up, walked to Qian Renxue's side, bent down, and whispered a few words in her ear.
As Qian Renxue listened, her pupils suddenly contracted, and her expression became serious.
She gritted her teeth, forcing the words out: "That woman..."
Qian Daoliu straightened up and sighed.
"As you know, Bibi Dong proposed the Soul Hunting Operation when she ascended to the throne as Pope."
Qian Renxue had, of course, heard about it.
If this plan is successfully implemented, the Spirit Hall will no longer face any obstacles on the continent.
"Even a genius like Tang Hao couldn't touch the Spirit Hall's core." Qian Daoliu's tone became heavy. "Once the Soul Hunting Operation is fully implemented, no one on the continent will be able to rival Bibi Dong. And Xiaoxue, you will lose all your opportunities."
Qian Renxue's fingernails dug deeply into her palm.
"But things are different now." Qian Daoliu patted his granddaughter on the shoulder. "With Dongfang Jing and his group around, things will be much easier for you. Their strength is enough to break the existing order."
"Your plans with the Heavenly Dou Royal Family might be worth reconsidering."
...
The next morning.
Dongfang Jing and his group deliberately did not leave Wuhun City.
The girls were having breakfast in the hotel lobby, chattering about how they absorbed the soul bones the night before.
Dongfang Jing sat in the corner, drinking tea and waiting.
Waiting for the snow to reach a thousand feet high.
She will definitely come today.
As expected.
Before breakfast was even finished, Qian Renxue appeared at the entrance of the hall.
She didn't wear the gold dress she wore last night; instead, she changed into a simple and smart light-colored outfit, and her long gold hair was tied into a high ponytail.
The girls immediately cast scrutinizing glances at Qian Renxue.
Dongfang Yao and Wang Qiu'er, in particular, stared at them warily, like two bristling little beasts.
Qian Renxue ignored their hostility and looked directly at Dongfang Jing, bypassing the crowd.
"I told Grandpa about what happened yesterday."
Dongfang Jing nodded, waiting for her to continue.
Qian Renxue walked up to him, her golden eyes staring directly at him.
"But there's one condition." Qian Renxue's tone became serious. "I need you to do something for me."
"What's up?"
Qian Renxue looked around, feeling a little uncomfortable with the girls eavesdropping.
"Can you come with me? This is a complicated matter that can't be explained in just a few words."
Dongfang Jing roughly guessed what she meant.
Go to the Spirit Hall? To see Qian Daoliu?
He thought about it and realized that it was indeed necessary.
For something like cooperation, it's not enough for Qian Renxue to relay the message; he has to talk to Qian Daoliu in person.
"good."
Dongfang Jing agreed.
He turned and walked toward Brigitte.
Biji stood to the side, watching his conversation with Qian Renxue with a calm gaze.
"Master, I'm going to the Spirit Hall."
Brigitte tilted her head slightly: "Shall I go with you?"
Dongfang Jing thought for a moment and then shook his head.
"No need. You stay here and take care of everyone. I can go by myself."
Brigitte was silent for a moment.
He then nodded and did not insist further.
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