Chapter 488: A Mother and Daughter, Hearts in a Tangled Mess, Thinking of A-Qing

Deep inside the heavy and solemn grand hall, the lavish murals cast cold shadows amidst the interlacing light and shadow.

Bibi Dong supported her chin with one hand, her graceful figure leaning against the purple-gold Supreme Pontiff throne.

In those peerless eyes,

the initial trance vanished in a flash,

replaced by a trace of undisguised mockery.

"Talk? Qian Renxue, on what grounds do you have to talk with me?"

The Supreme Pontiff scepter heavily struck the white marble floor tiles, and the crisp impact echoed through the empty grand hall.

Bibi Dong leaned forward slightly, her slender and straight legs faintly visible beneath her black gold-stamped robe.

Her gaze pierced toward Qian Renxue from on high.

"Talk about that utterly rotten farce of yours in the Heaven Dou Empire?"

"Or talk about how you ruined over a decade of Spirit Hall’s hard-earned efforts overnight?"

"Countless resources were poured in, and in the end, it all traded for your utterly cowardly fake death to escape?"

The corners of Bibi Dong’s mouth curled into a sneer, her words full of harshness and sarcasm.

In her view, Qian Renxue’s sudden "showdown" was nothing more than a child flying into a rage from shame after losing a game.

Qian Renxue did not get angry enough to draw her sword like she usually did, nor did she flick her sleeves and leave.

She just stood there quietly,

letting Bibi Dong’s cold words lash against her face, her eyes as calm as an ancient well.

Bibi Dong snorted coldly in her heart.

This brat, what is she acting all profound for?

Does she think changing into a set of clothes and running over to call out ’Mother’ can wipe everything away?

It is simply the height of absurdity!

"The success or failure of the Heaven Dou Empire is my fault, and I admit it."

Qian Renxue took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the churning thoughts in her chest.

She raised her head, her golden eyes staring straight at the lofty woman on the throne.

"But today when I came, I am not talking about the Heaven Dou Empire, not talking about power and interests, nor am I talking about the future of Spirit Hall."

"What I want to talk about..."

Qian Renxue paused, her hands in her sleeves tightly clenched, and she spoke the name hidden in her heart for twenty years.

"It is Qian Xunji, my... father."

The moment the three words "Qian Xunji" left her mouth, the temperature in the entire Supreme Pontiff Palace plummeted drastically!

Boom!!!

A suffocatingly massive purple-black spirit power surged forth like a volcanic eruption!

Bibi Dong’s originally peerless and noble face instantly distorted, her eyes filled with unimaginable resentment and fury.

Although the influence of the Rakshasa God on her had already been cleared away by the God of Destruction,

her hatred for Qian Xunji had never disappeared.

The dual auras of the Death Spider and Soul Eater Spider ran wildly amuck inside the grand hall, and the hard white marble floor tiles made a teeth-aching cracking sound.

That monstrous hatred stemming from the depths of her Soul almost tore apart everything between heaven and earth!

"You’re courting death!!!"

The violent killing intent heavily crashed against Qian Renxue like a tidal wave.

Qian Renxue’s face was pale, and dazzling angelic golden light lit up all over her body, desperately resisting this world-destroying fierce coercion.

Retreat?

Never!

Qian Renxue clenched her teeth, letting that mountain-heavy killing intent crush her bones.

Looking at Bibi Dong’s double pupils completely swallowed by hatred, Qian Renxue’s heart slowly sank into a bottomless abyss.

What kind of hatred was that...

Without a shred of reason, there was only the madness of wanting to completely destroy everything in the world!

That Supreme Pontiff father who was radiant, wise, and mighty in the words of Enshrinement Hall... just how deeply was he hated by her?

Qian Renxue’s heart was shrouded in gloom.

She could finally understand why Bibi Dong’s gaze toward her always carried bone-chilling disgust.

But until this moment, when she personally endured this killing intent that wanted to tear her corpse into thousands of pieces,

did she thoroughly realize what kind of nightmare she represented in this woman’s eyes.

A moment later, the violent purple-black spirit power receded like the tide.

The fierce wind in the grand hall suddenly stopped, leaving only the shattered floor tiles and the lingering Evil Qi of unappeased anger.

Bibi Dong’s chest heaved violently,

a few strands of scattered fine hair clinging to her temples drenched in fragrant sweat.

Her cold gaze locked firmly onto Qian Renxue, her hoarse voice carrying an undissipated smell of blood.

"Qian Xunji? You actually dare to mention that trash’s name in front of me?!"

Bibi Dong’s five fingers tightly gripped the throne’s armrest, her knuckles turning white from excessive force.

"Speak! What on earth are you trying to do?"

"Did that old ghost Qian Daoliu make you come and make a show of force to me, or do you want to use that dead man’s name to disgust me?!"

Looking at Bibi Dong’s peerless face filled with defense and hostility,

the lingering resentment originally in Qian Renxue’s heart miraculously dissipated completely.

She did not defend herself,

did not retort with sarcastic counter-attacks,

and did not even show the slightest bit of angelic pride.

Under Bibi Dong’s uncertain and suspicious gaze,

Qian Renxue slowly smoothed out the hem of her pure white court dress.

After that,

she slightly bent her knees, lowered her waist,

and executed an extremely standard yet incomparably solemn grand bow toward the Supreme Pontiff throne.

Bending at a ninety-degree angle, she did not raise her head for a long time.

"Mother, I’m sorry."

Qian Renxue’s voice slowly rippled through the grand hall, revealing heartfelt sincerity amidst the calmness.

"In the past, I was too willful, and I was self-righteous, never attempting to understand the pain you carried."

"I know that the harm he brought you is hard to erase."

"I do not dare to expect you to forgive him, nor do I dare to expect you to accept me."

Qian Renxue slowly straightened her back, her golden eyes as clear as water, without any Impurities.

"But I still want to personally say a sentence to you... I’m sorry."

After finishing these words, Qian Renxue did not stay a single minute or second longer.

She took one last deep look at Bibi Dong, turned around, and walked toward the outside of the grand hall.

The pure white skirt hem swayed in the wind.

The dazzling sunlight outside the main doors poured onto her body, as if draping her in a brand new golden veil.

"..."

On the Supreme Pontiff throne, Bibi Dong froze completely in place.

Her mouth was open, her eyes dazed as she watched Qian Renxue’s departing back, her mind roaring with noise.

Apologizing... apologizing?

That exceedingly arrogant angelic successor carrying the Bloodline of the Qian family had just bowed and apologized to her?

And even... didn’t defend Qian Xunji with a single sentence?

"She knows..."

An extremely terrifying thought broke through Bibi Dong’s mind, like a bolt from the blue, smashing all her defense lines to pieces!

"How could she know?"

"Qian Daoliu absolutely could not have told her!"

"What on earth does she know?!!"

Bibi Dong’s delicate body shook violently, her complexion instantly turning as pale as paper without a shred of color.

She limply collapsed deep into the throne, her expression gloomy and difficult to discern.

She tightly clenched her teeth, her lower lip even bitten through, oozing bright red blood droplets.

Her hands were tightly clenched into fists, and her slender nails pierced into her palms.

Fresh blood dripped along the gaps of her fingers onto the purple-gold robe, yet she seemed not to feel a shred of pain.

Hate?

Of course she hated!

She hated Qian Xunji, that beast who ruined her entire life.

She wished she could scatter that person’s ashes across every corner of Douluo Continent!

She also hated Qian Renxue, this "aberrant spawn".

Every time she saw that face bearing a few similarities to Qian Xunji, it ruthlessly reminded her of that pitch-black despair back then!

Yet casting aside this hatred and disgust, Bibi Dong’s most genuine feeling deep inside her heart was actually evasion.

That was, after all, a piece of flesh that had fallen from her own body.

Facing Qian Renxue, she simply did not know how to be her mother.

She could only use the most sarcastic words and the coldest attitude to push this child far away, in order to cover up her own helplessness and hatred.

But now, Qian Renxue knew everything.

That daughter she had avoided for a full twenty years had bowed her head and apologized to her with guilt.

This hit Bibi Dong’s fragile psychological defenses even more heavily than any fatal Spirit Ability.

Bibi Dong’s heart was thoroughly and completely messed up into a ball of hemp.

(End of Chapter)

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