Qian Renxue suddenly turned her head and stared intently at Qian Yu, who had been standing calmly beside her.
Although there was no evidence, a woman's intuition, especially a daughter's intuition, gave her a sudden inspiration.
Qianyu felt the intense gaze and turned her head slightly to meet Qian Renxue's probing eyes.
There were no many words spoken, nor any deliberate attempts to conceal anything.
He simply looked at her calmly, then nodded slightly.
The movements were very light and the amplitude was very small.
But in Qian Renxue's eyes, it was nothing short of a thunderclap.
"It really is..."
Qian Renxue was overwhelmed with shock and disbelief.
My father actually admitted it!
That mysterious force that controls Mo Family City, possesses world-destroying mechanical arts, and leaves Bibi Dong helpless, is actually just a plaything in Father's hands!
Qian Renxue's heart raced instantly, and countless questions flooded her mind.
Since the Mo Family City belongs to my father, where did those mechanical arts come from?
What was the relationship between the two Qiao sisters and their father?
And what about that so-called "mastermind" title? How many secrets is my father hiding?
Qian Renxue's strong thirst for knowledge made her unable to stay still for even a moment.
She didn't even care about Bibi Dong, who was still in a sorry state, and took two steps forward to grab Qian Yu's hand.
"Let's go!"
Qian Renxue's voice was somewhat urgent as she pulled Qian Yu towards the outside of the Papal Palace.
She has a lot of questions she wants to ask the protagonist, so she needs to find a secluded place to interrogate him properly.
Seeing this, Bibi Dong, who had been sulking to herself, instantly exploded.
"Qianyu! You stop right there!"
Bibi Dong looked at the man who ignored her and let Qian Renxue pull him away, and the anger in her heart could no longer be suppressed.
She had just been humiliated by that rabbit spirit named Gongsun Li, and now this man not only didn't offer a word of comfort, but also wanted to leave with that rebellious woman.
What's this?
Ignore her? Humiliate her?
Seeing this, Hu Liena also looked indignant and quickly added fuel to the fire.
"Teacher, it's outrageous that they hit you and then left!"
"Besides, things haven't been clarified yet. Gongsun Li injured you like this, shouldn't Qianyu, as her... as someone from that faction, give an explanation?"
Hearing her disciple's instigation, Bibi Dong became even more enraged. Forgetting her papal decorum, she shouted at their retreating figures:
"Chiyu, don't you have anything to say to me?!"
However, only the sound of the wind answered her.
Qianyu didn't stop walking, nor did she even turn her head, as if the shouts behind her were nothing more than the barking of dogs on the roadside.
However, Qian Renxue, who was being led by the hand, suddenly stopped and turned around just as she was about to step out of the square.
She looked at the furious Bibi Dong, a bright and provocative smile appearing on her beautiful face.
Then, she did something that shocked everyone.
"slightly--"
Qian Renxue stuck out her tongue at Bibi Dong, made an extremely childish face, and her eyes were full of smugness and mockery.
Immediately afterwards, as if afraid that Qianyu would change her mind, she pulled Qianyu even harder and left this place of trouble without looking back.
Cai Wenji, sitting on the huge huqin (a type of Chinese stringed instrument), blinked her big eyes, didn't even glance at Bibi Dong, and followed along, swaying gently as she controlled the instrument.
Gongsun Li folded her paper umbrella, gave a soft hum, and didn't even bother to give Bibi Dong a glance. She followed Qian Yu's retreating figure with light steps.
Jing remained expressionless, his figure transforming into a streak of light and vanishing from the spot in an instant.
In the vast square, only a group of dumbfounded Spirit Hall elders and a furious Bibi Dong remained.
"Damn it! Damn Chiyu!"
Bibi Dong gripped the scepter tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force, her chest heaving violently; she was clearly furious.
"I'm so angry... I'm so angry!"
"And then there are Gongsun Li, Cai Wenji, Jing, and others..."
Bibi Dong gritted her teeth, her eyes flashing with resentment.
"You just wait!"
"Once I have complete control of the situation, once I become a god, I will teach you a lesson and make you pay back the humiliation you suffered today a thousandfold!"
Just as Bibi Dong was gripped by impotent rage, the strange phenomena in the sky changed once again.
Rumble—
A muffled rumble of thunder rolled in, shaking the entire Douluo Continent.
The golden light that had dissipated gathered again, transforming into auspicious clouds that dyed the entire sky a noble purple-gold color.
A vast and powerful pressure descended from the sky; it was an imperial dragon aura, carrying an overbearing arrogance that looked down upon the world.
Everyone instinctively looked up.
A new ranking has emerged.
[Ranked fourth on the Douluo Continent power rankings, the Tang Dynasty Empire!]
On the list of successful candidates, words appear, accompanied by the evolution of the visuals.
It was a scene of unparalleled prosperity and grandeur.
All nations came to pay tribute, and Chang'an was as bright as day.
Before the massive Vermilion Bird Gate, soldiers in full armor stood in neat rows, their imposing presence overwhelming.
On the bustling streets, government offices and ancient charm coexist, and powerful soul masters and ordinary people live in peace and contentment.
This is an immortal imperial city, an empire so powerful it's suffocating.
[A powerful empire in the east of the continent, with a mighty army and abundant national strength, and all nations submit to its rule!]
The scene shifts, and three figures appear in the center of the sky.
In the center stands a woman, wearing an imperial crown and a magnificent golden-red imperial robe, her imposing presence impossible to look directly at.
She simply stood there, and it was as if the sun was shining brightly in the sky, making the sun, moon and stars pale in comparison.
That was the true demeanor of an empress, with life and death firmly in her grasp.
Empress Wu Zetian! She ruled the Tang Dynasty, wielding absolute power!
Beside the Empress, a woman holding a calligraphy brush stood in mid-air, her figure graceful, and with each stroke of her brush, the ink transformed into a deadly blade.
[Shangguan Wan'er, the female official! Her talent is unparalleled; her brushstrokes are astonishing!]
On the other side, a burly man, his body crackling with lightning, stood proudly, his every move accompanied by thunderous roars, as if a thunder god had descended to earth.
[General Sikong Zhen! Shatters the darkness with thunder!]
The commentary under the sky continues, each word striking the hearts of people like a heavy hammer.
However, what is truly shocking is the next line of small print.
But in reality, behind Empress Wu Zetian, there was another man controlling everything!
[Representative figures: Wu Zetian! Lady Shangguan Wan'er! General Sikong Zhen!]
The rewards for this faction were then announced.
[award:]
[1. Wu Zetian achieves the title of Goddess of Destiny (self-created divine position, with no upper limit), and her soul power is raised to the level of a half-step God-King!]
[2. Shangguan Wan'er achieves the status of Spirit Ink Goddess (self-created divine position, no upper limit), and her soul power is raised to the first-level god level!]
[3. Sikong Zhen achieves the title of Thunder God (self-created godhood, with no upper limit), and his soul power is raised to the level of a first-level god!]
At this moment, the entire Douluo Continent was in an uproar.
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