Shadow Three, a subordinate of Qian Renxue, saw Yu Xiaogang leave and continued to wait for the Pope's arrangements. However, as the sky gradually darkened, Bibi Dong still had not summoned him.
It was different from the usual situation, and he felt something was amiss, but he could only wait in silence.
Sure enough, the Hall Guardian Knights changed shifts, and Shadow Three still had not received a definitive reply.
Helpless, he had to withdraw and pass the news to other superiors within Martial Soul City to see how they would decide.
The next day, someone from the Worship Hall came to meet with Bibi Dong to inquire about the relevant matter. Bibi Dong did not want to hand the person over and gave the reply that Yang Wushuang was dead.
Bibi Dong understood Qian Renxue; she might cause trouble later when handing over the Heaven Dou Empire, but before that, Qian Renxue would definitely take the Heaven Dou Empire and hold it in her hands, because she would not be willing to let her twenty years of hard work go to waste. Moreover, without this incident, Qian Renxue likely wouldn't have honestly let go of the Heaven Dou Empire anyway, so in the end, the problem wasn't very big. Bibi Dong chose to ignore Qian Renxue's threat directly.
After receiving the reply, Shadow Three could not possibly question Bibi Dong, so he could only return to Heaven Dou City to report the truth to Qian Renxue.
Five days later, Heaven Dou City, Crown Prince Residence.
Qian Renxue looked at Shadow Three before her, her expression displeased.
"She said he is dead?"
Shadow Three, who had just returned from Martial Soul City, confirmed.
"Yes, Young Master."
"This is what the Pope said personally."
At this, Qian Renxue sneered.
"Heh~, dead? That's just her not wanting to hand him over."
Yang Wushuang had been imprisoned for so many years; he didn't die early or late, but died exactly when she wanted him. Qian Renxue would never believe it.
If it weren't for the fact that there were no third-party bystanders during the battle at the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace that day, and that Qian Renxue hadn't written about her three-hundred-round battle with Yun Ming in the letter, she would have suspected that this woman was intentionally acting this way just to see her get beaten up again.
Furthermore, Bibi Dong was right; Qian Renxue might put on an act and make threats for a while, but it was impossible for her to actually stop her plan to seize the Heaven Dou Empire.
The dark clouds of being beaten up loomed over her head once again. Qian Renxue naturally could not give up so easily; she had to find other ways. She looked at Shadow Three and asked again.
"Then, what about the recent intelligence regarding Bibi Dong and the inner hall? Is there anything that requires special attention?"
Shadow Three spoke up, reporting the latest situation in the hall to Qian Renxue in great detail. Everything else was fine, but only two points caught Qian Renxue's attention.
"You said the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan surrendered, and Bibi Dong was in a very good mood before—what is that about?"
Shadow Three replied.
"On the day your subordinate met the Pope, Yu Xiaogang of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan entered the Pope Palace holding an Honorary Elder Token. No one knows what they discussed specifically, but the result was that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan officially joined Martial Soul Hall."
"As for the Pope's joy over the following two days, your subordinate dares to speculate that it was likely also due to the submission of the Upper Three Sects."
Qian Renxue fell into deep thought. Would Bibi Dong be visibly happy because of the submission of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? No, definitely not. Not to mention that Martial Soul Hall didn't think much of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, just looking at the firm murderous intent Bibi Dong showed toward the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon when the Soul Hunting Plan was formulated, it was impossible. There must be some other hidden reason for this. Qian Renxue continued to press.
"Regarding the situation that day, are there any other details? Regardless of whether you think they are useful, tell me everything."
Shadow Three recalled carefully and remembered the change in attitude toward Yu Xiaogang before and after the Messenger Knight's report. Although he didn't know if it was useful, he still reported it to Qian Renxue.
After hearing this, Qian Renxue thought for a moment, made a decision, and ordered Shadow Three.
"You are to return to Martial Soul City immediately, find that knight, and ask for the specific reason. I want to know the details."
Shadow Three accepted the order and left.
"Yes, Young Master."
After Shadow Three left, Qian Renxue called out.
"Uncle She, Uncle Ci."
Two gray-clad figures appeared before Qian Renxue; they were none other than She Long and Ci Xue. The Two Great Douluo bowed.
"Greetings, Young Master!"
Qian Renxue waved her hand and said.
"No need for formalities. You heard the report just now, didn't you? Do you know the reason for that woman's sudden change in temperament?"
A person who had been cold-faced for decades suddenly becoming happy—was that not a change in temperament?
She Long and Ci Xue looked at each other and shook their heads in silence. The events of that year concerned two generations of Popes of Martial Soul Hall and were extremely obscure. Except for Qian Daoliu, who knew the details, and Bibi Dong's current confidants, the Chrysanthemum Ghost Two Douluo, who understood her past with Yu Xiaogang, no one else in Martial Soul Hall knew. She Long and Ci Xue were also unaware.
Not getting the answer she wanted, Qian Renxue was somewhat disappointed, but it was within her expectations; after all, they weren't really close to Bibi Dong. Qian Renxue continued.
"I understand."
"Uncle She, go to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Once that Yu Xiaogang reports the results of this trip to the sect and leaves, capture him directly and bring him back."
"Remember, do not attract the attention of that Old Dragon."
Since those around her didn't know, Qian Renxue chose to kidnap the person involved to seek answers. It was simple anyway—a matter of one sentence.
"Yes, Young Master!"
"Your subordinates take their leave!"
She Long received the order and left, and Ci Xue faded away once more.
Poor Gang Zi was still on the road, feeling proud of his personal charm and talent, unaware that because of the woman Bibi Dong, he had once again been targeted by another big shot of the Qian family.
Yu Xiaogang, after all, had weak cultivation and was not as fast as the elites under Qian Renxue. Even though he especially wanted to show off in front of others and whipped his horse as fast as he could, it still took him seventeen days to return to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
After returning to the clan, Yu Xiaogang bathed, changed his clothes, and took a rare moment to tidy himself up before rushing to report the bountiful harvest of his trip to his old father.
Yu Yuanzhen looked at the details of the cooperation agreement in his hands, feeling deeply shocked. These terms were far better than he had anticipated; was Bibi Dong not planning to live anymore?! She actually agreed to such a cooperation agreement!
He turned his head to glance at Yu Xiaogang, who was feigning calmness and composure, and secretly wondered if it was truly because of this trash son of his. But thinking of Yu Xiaogang's Piglet spirit, Yu Yuanzhen dismissed this fantasy.
In her early years, Bibi Dong was young and ignorant, so it was understandable if she had been blind once. But having sat in the position of Pope for so many years, and being one of the most brilliant Popes in the history of Martial Soul Hall, it felt unrealistic for her eyes to still be as blind as they were in her youth.
Yu Xiaogang might have provided some assistance, but compared to him, Yu Yuanzhen was more willing to believe that it was the formidable power of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Spirit that led Bibi Dong to choose to bleed herself dry to win them over.
Afterward, Yu Yuanzhen convened the clan's Elder Council, allowing Yu Xiaogang to save face in front of those elders who had previously looked down on him.
Yu Xiaogang felt very satisfied inside as he watched the incredulous and hard-to-accept expressions of the elders below the stage. However, as soon as the Elder Council concluded, Yu Xiaogang immediately bid farewell to his old father. He knew very well that this matter could only let him bask in glory for a while; afterward, those people would continue to despise him just as they always had. If he stayed any longer, he would only be asking for embarrassment, so it was better to leave early.
With the major task accomplished, Yu Yuanzhen naturally would not care whether his trash son stayed or not. Or rather, he actually did not want Yu Xiaogang to stay. He knew very well what kind of temperament those people in the clan had; if Yu Xiaogang stayed, it would only make both father and son unhappy, so leaving was perhaps the best choice.
Then Yu Xiaogang went down the mountain, and shortly after, he was ambushed by someone with ulterior motives and taken away.
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