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"You, what did you say?!"
Upon hearing Qian Daoliu's response, Bibi Dong montarily found it hard to believe.
Qian Daoliu's expression remained unchanged as he repeated, "I said, I agree!"
"Agree? Is it true?!"
Bibi Dong stood up in excitent, seeking confirmation.
Previously, Qian Daoliu had ntioned that she should not et her children again in the future.
"…"
Qian Daoliu did not answer.
He was rely fulfilling Qian Xunji's last wishes.
It seed Bibi Dong truly cared about Qian Renxue and Qian Renjue.
Still, he couldn't help but remind her, "If one day you fail to take care of him, I will take him back to the Worship Hall."
"No, that won't happen! I promise with my life"
Bibi Dong, looking overjoyed, clung to this lifeline and repeatedly assured him.
Qian Daoliu nodded in satisfaction.
"Then you should prepare well. I will talk to Xiao Jue about it."
"No, I want to talk to Xiao Jue personally!"
As soon as Qian Daoliu finished speaking, Bibi Dong objected vehently.
Bibi Dong then anxiously waved her hands and spoke incoherently.
"No, no, you, you tell Xiao Jue!"
Bibi Dong looked at Qian Daoliu, even resorting to threats.
"If Xiao Jue doesn't agree, I won't beco the Pope!"
Qian Daoliu frowned.
He gave a slight nod to the sowhat irrational Bibi Dong.
"Xiao Jue will agree."
"Prepare well in these few days. The ceremony for the new Pope must be flawless."
After saying this, Qian Daoliu had no intention of staying any longer.
He turned and began to leave, but paused for a mont.
He comforted her, "Regarding Xunji's death, I will not reveal the truth to them."
"But the children might be smarter than you think."
With that, Qian Daoliu raised his hand to grasp the Soul Absorbing Pearl on his chest.
His expression was very hard to read.
Qian Xunji had willingly accepted his death not to create new enmities but to end the hatred completely!
"Th-thank you, Grand Priest!"
Bibi Dong's voice, tinged with tears, rose.
Slowly, she knelt and heavily bowed her forehead to the ground.
"I, Bibi Dong!"
"I am willing to dedicate my entire life to the Spirit Hall! I only hope, I only hope…"
As she spoke, her voice choked up even more.
"That they can forgive !"
"Do as you wish."
The long voice faded with the wind.
Qian Daoliu's figure had already vanished.
After a while, Bibi Dong composed herself and stood up slowly, walking back into the house.
A glimr of light flashed across her right leg.
Her injuries were gradually healing.
Looking at her haggard reflection in the mirror, with tearful eyes filled with anticipation.
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Qian Daoliu, leaving, was slowly approaching the courtyard where Qian Renxue and her brother were.
The developnts seed to align closely with what Qian Xunji had anticipated.
The Spirit Hall would indeed grow stronger, but Qian Xunji would not be able to see it.
"Xunji, in the future, stay with close and serve the ancestors well."
The sighs floated in the air.
Qian Daoliu tightened his grip on the necklace around his neck, his steps becoming less constrained.
With a sense of relief.
At this mont, Qian Renxue and her brother were lying on the steps, enjoying the sun.
Qian Renjue was on the bottom.
A book was spread over his face, and Qian Renxue lay on top of him.
Qian Daoliu's arrival blocked so of the sunlight.
Qian Renxue, resting her head on Qian Renjue's chest, noticed the shadow first.
She furrowed her brow and opened her beautiful eyes.
"Grandpa?"
She called out in surprise, propping herself up slowly.
"Hmm?"
Qian Renjue, slightly drowsy, shook his head as the book fell off.
The glaring light made him squint.
He raised his hand to shield his eyes and looked at Qian Daoliu.
"Ah, sister, didn't Grandpa go to the Worship Hall for a eting?"
He asked his sister confusedly
"Ah, the eting ended a long ti ago."
Qian Daoliu's eyes were filled with affection.
Seeing the two children, his mood relaxed slightly.
"Grandpa ca to find Xiao Jue."
"Find ?"
Qian Renjue rubbed his eyes and stood up under Qian Renxue's help.
He walked towards the stone table in the yard.
Qian Renxue pulled Qian Daoliu.
She whispered to Qian Daoliu, "Grandpa, let's sit down and talk."
"Alright."
Qian Daoliu nodded slightly and sat down at the table.
In no ti, under Qian Renxue's graceful hands, the table had three cups of steaming tea.
"Thank you, sister."
Qian Renjue smiled as he took the tea and sipped to refresh himself.
Qian Renxue gave him a soft glance and then took out so pastries.
She looked at Qian Daoliu and asked, "Grandpa, what do you want with Xiao Jue?"
Qian Daoliu took a sip of the hot tea, feeling ward inside.
He looked at Qian Renxue's brother and said, "Grandpa wants Xiao Jue to beco the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall."
"Ah? Cough cough!"
Qian Renjue was imdiately shocked.
He accidentally choked on a pastry and started coughing repeatedly.
Qian Renxue's surprised expression quickly turned into worry.
She patted Qian Renjue on the back, bringing the tea to his mouth.
"Xiao Jue, drink so water."
"Glug~"
Qian Renjue drank the entire cup of tea and then cald down.
Confused, he asked, "Grandpa wants to be the Holy Son? Isn't sister more suitable…"
Qian Daoliu shook his head.
He explained softly, "This was your mom's condition, and Grandpa has agreed to it."
"Mom proposed it? Mom beca the Pope, the Supre Pointiff?"
Qian Renjue was stunned.
Qian Daoliu nodded slightly. "Yes, Grandpa has just inford her."
"But sister's martial soul is clearly… um!"
Before Qian Renjue could say more, Qian Renxue interrupted.
Smiling, she stuffed a pastry into Qian Renxue's brother's mouth.
"Xiao Jue, sister actually thinks you'd be a better Holy Son."
"Grandpa thinks so too."
Qian Daoliu fully agreed.
In principle, Qian Renxue would indeed be more suitable.
But Qian Daoliu had higher expectations for Qian Renxue to do so plans.
Proper protection and concealnt were necessary.
"And if you don't beco the Holy Son, your mom won't beco the Pope."
"…"
Qian Renjue fell silent, looking at Qian Daoliu with a strange expression.
"Grandpa really agrees?"
"Of course."
Qian Daoliu's words did not seem false, easing the inner turmoil of Qian Renjue.
He quickly ca into conclusion.
Qian Daoliu softly reassured him:
"Xiao Jue, don't worry, there's nothing major about the Spirit Hall matters. You don't need to do those minor task either"
"Yes, mom will handle it well."
Qian Renxue trusted Bibi Dong's thods and knew her strength well.
She sincerely supported Qian Renjue becoming the Holy Son.
This also prevented another woman from taking the position.
Otherwise, it would be troubleso to reclaim it later.
Seeing that Qian Daoliu supported him, Qian Renjue no longer hesitated.
He said slowly, "Then Grandpa, when should I report to duty?"
"Haha, don't rush. When the day cos, Grandpa will notify you."
Qian Daoliu gently ruffled Qian Renjue hair.
With this, the matter settled.
Qian Daoliu intended to send a confirmation to Bibi Dong personally and did not stay long here.
As he was leaving, Qian Renxue followed him outside.
"Grandpa."
Qian Daoliu turned and looked at her, puzzled. "Xiao Xue, is there sothing else?"
Qian Renxue glanced at Qian Renjue, who looked confused.
After a mont of contemplation, she spoke softly:
"Grandpa, do you know about the nation-stealing plan Dad prepared before?"
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