Supreme Pontiff Palace.
In the vast study, Bibi Dong sat before her desk, the pen in her hand tapping rhythmically against the table, making a da, da, da sound.
"Trying to push Nana into the position of Holy Maiden is truly not an easy task."
Bibi Dong muttered to herself, unable to stop a long sigh from escaping her lips, her voice filled with helplessness.
Throughout the afternoon, she had calculated countless possibilities, but no matter which one she chose, the chance of success was extremely low.
The only method with a higher probability of success was one she dared not try lightly. If she were to attempt it, the relationship between the Supreme Pontiff Palace and the Hall of Offerings would very likely rupture completely, leading to a series of unpredictable consequences.
Just as Bibi Dong was lost in thought, a dark purple pattern appeared silently on her forehead. At the same time, a somewhat hoarse voice resonated within her mind.
"It would be better for you to dismiss this idea."
Hearing the sudden voice, a flash of surprise crossed Bibi Dong's eyes.
She was not a stranger to this voice; on the contrary, she was very familiar with it.
The owner of this voice was the Divinity she inherited: the Rakshasa God.
"Why?"
Bibi Dong closed her eyes and asked in her heart.
"If you can avoid moving against her, try your best not to do so."
"The matters surrounding her are very complex; I cannot tell you directly."
The Rakshasa God's voice echoed leisurely in Bibi Dong's mind.
Listening to the Rakshasa God's words, a look of confusion appeared in Bibi Dong's eyes.
She couldn't quite grasp what the Rakshasa God meant by the matters being complex.
However, the Rakshasa God did not speak again, and the dark purple pattern on Bibi Dong's forehead vanished as silently as it had appeared, as if it had never existed.
A long time later, having heard no further sound from the Rakshasa God, Bibi Dong directed her gaze toward the Hall of Offerings.
"Forget it. Let's put aside the matter of pushing Nana to become the Holy Maiden for now."
"It won't be too late to deal with the internal affairs of the Spirit Hall after handling the matters of the Heaven Dou Empire."
Bibi Dong muttered to herself, then withdrew her gaze, looked at the official business before her, and picked up her pen to continue working.
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The next day, early morning.
A knock sounded at the study door. Bibi Dong, who had not slept all night, looked toward the door.
"Come in."
Just as Bibi Dong's voice faded, the study door opened from the outside, and Yue Guan's figure walked in.
"Your Eminence, Supreme Pontiff."
Yue Guan bowed respectfully to Bibi Dong, who was sitting at the desk, his voice filled with reverence.
"Yue Guan, take this plan to the Hall of Offerings and let the two Young Misses of the Hall of Offerings take a look at it."
"Once they have finished reading it, tell me their response."
Bibi Dong picked up a plan and, using her spirit power to control it, sent it toward Yue Guan.
"Yes, Your Eminence, Supreme Pontiff."
After acknowledging, Yue Guan took the plan in his hands and headed toward the Hall of Offerings.
After Yue Guan left, Bibi Dong finished processing the final piece of official business, then rose from her seat and headed toward her room.
Having dealt with official business all night, Bibi Dong felt somewhat exhausted and decided to return to her room to rest for a while.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Qian Daoliu, Qian Renxue, and Ye Xi, who were enjoying breakfast in the Hall of Offerings, couldn't help but stop what they were doing when they saw Yue Guan walking over.
"High Priest, the Supreme Pontiff…"
Yue Guan stopped not far from Qian Daoliu, bowed respectfully, and prepared to recount the matters of the Hall of Offerings.
However, before Yue Guan could finish, Qian Daoliu raised his hand to interrupt him.
"Whatever the matter is."
"Wait until Xue'er and Ye Xi have finished eating before speaking."
Qian Daoliu spoke casually, but his voice carried a hint of indisputable authority.
Hearing Qian Daoliu's words, Yue Guan sensibly did not speak again and instead retreated two steps silently.
Watching Yue Guan's actions, Qian Renxue and Ye Xi exchanged a glance before continuing to eat their breakfast at a leisurely pace.
About half an hour later, Qian Renxue and Ye Xi finally put down their bowls and chopsticks and looked at Yue Guan, who was standing to the side.
"High Priest, Eldest Young Miss, Second Miss."
Yue Guan sensibly walked up, bowed respectfully to each of the three, and then handed the plan in his hands to Qian Daoliu.
"High Priest, this is what the Supreme Pontiff ordered me to bring for the two Young Misses to review."
Yue Guan's voice was full of respect.
Qian Daoliu nodded slightly and did not speak again; instead, he took the plan from Yue Guan's hands and read it silently.
Once Qian Daoliu had read the entire plan and found no issues, he handed it to Qian Renxue and Ye Xi.
After receiving the plan, Qian Renxue and Ye Xi began to read it very carefully.
After finishing, Qian Renxue's expression turned serious, and she fell into silent thought, while Ye Xi calculated the feasibility of the plan before her in her mind.
"Ye Xi, what do you think?"
Qian Renxue put down the plan in her hand, turned her gaze to Ye Xi beside her, and asked softly.
Upon hearing this, Ye Xi pondered for a long moment before slowly speaking: "Overall, there are no issues."
"However, the development of events will not be as smooth as imagined. My suggestion is to develop steadily first, proceed step by step, and plot slowly."
Ye Xi's voice carried a hint of contemplation.
Listening to Ye Xi's words, Qian Renxue only nodded slightly and did not give her response immediately.
After pondering for a long moment, Qian Renxue handed the plan back to Yue Guan.
"Go back and tell that woman."
"We will handle the matters of the Heaven Dou Empire ourselves, and we will try our best to ensure the general direction remains unchanged."
Qian Renxue's expression was serious, and her voice was full of earnestness.
"Yes, Eldest Young Miss."
After Yue Guan took back the plan, he looked at Qian Daoliu and Ye Xi.
"High Priest, then I shall return to the Supreme Pontiff Palace to report to the Supreme Pontiff."
While speaking, Yue Guan bowed slightly to Qian Daoliu.
"Hmm, go back."
Qian Daoliu waved his hand indifferently, signaling that Yue Guan could withdraw.
Having received Qian Daoliu's response, Yue Guan did not hesitate at all and turned directly toward the Supreme Pontiff Palace.
After Yue Guan left, Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Renxue and Ye Xi, a kind smile appearing on his face.
"Xue'er, Ye Xi, when do you plan to return?"
Qian Daoliu's voice was very gentle as he asked the two of them.
"Tomorrow."
"At that time, Ye Xi will return with me."
Qian Renxue thought for a moment and gave an exact time.
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