Chapter 617: Loving to the Point of Forgetting Oneself (Seeking Monthly Votes)

"Aunt?"

Ning Rongrong said calmly, "You are overthinking it. Brother Jian is my fiancé. If we are talking about seniority, I should be calling you Aunt Pope, just as I do."

Zhu Zhuqing silently added a finishing blow, "Actually, we should all be calling you Aunt Pope."

Bibi Dong: "..."

These two little girls were not easy to deal with; just in terms of language, Bibi Dong felt she had already fallen into a disadvantage.

"Little Empress, do you believe I can make your Brother Jian break off the engagement with you?" Bibi Dong said.

If she couldn't win in a verbal confrontation, then she would attack the heart.

Ning Rongrong's hands clenched unconsciously: "He wouldn't. Brother Jian would absolutely never do that. Aunt Pope, such attempts at sowing discord are quite cliché."

Bibi Dong held her Scepter in one hand and rested her head on the other, saying leisurely, "As for things like engagements, as long as they haven't been truly fulfilled, there are a thousand ways to tear them apart. The engagement you are so proud of is, in my eyes, nothing more than a piece of waste paper."

"If you play such tricks, Brother Jian will never forgive you. He hates it most when others scheme against him," Ning Rongrong said with a cold gaze.

"Hu Liena, Qian Renxue—I have schemed against them both. Has he been angry with me?"

Bibi Dong's red lips curled up: "Little Empress, I advise you to show me some respect. It would be best to behave and submit, otherwise, I will let you experience a despair where you have no choice."

Ning Rongrong's expression suddenly became much softer: "I know about the two of them. Hu Liena was because she couldn't resist temptation, and Qian Renxue was tricked by you for no reason, but her attacking Brother Jian was out of her own possessiveness..."

She started to smile, a very beautiful smile, one that even made Bibi Dong pause for a moment.

"But do you know? I have no desires of my own."

Ning Rongrong's face seemed to glow with a holy light: "Everything I am belongs to Brother Jian. I live for him. I only do things that are good for him, and I will not accept anything that is bad for him..."

She glanced at Bibi Dong: "With me being like this, how does Aunt Pope plan to sow discord?"

Bibi Dong fell silent.

Zhu Zhuqing also fell silent.

Love cannot be measured, because until that moment of choice arrives, no one knows what choice they will make.

But if one had to force a ranking, then among those who have a relationship with Qin Jian, Ning Rongrong is undoubtedly the one who loves the deepest.

Because she loves to the point of abandoning her own self...

The only one with hope of comparing to her is perhaps only Xiao Wu.

As for the others, they all still have their own wants, but only Ning Rongrong—what she wants is merely to be with Qin Jian.

"Qin Jian broke through to the Spirit Douluo level after separating from Qian Renxue, and he possesses his current Eighth Soul Ring, a Three-Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring," Bibi Dong said.

Facing Ning Rongrong, who had even abandoned her own self, she could not find any flaws for a moment.

Should she make her choose between the Heaven Dou Empire and Qin Jian? She would choose Qin Jian.

Should she make her choose between the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and Qin Jian? She would choose Qin Jian.

Should she make her choose between Ning Fengzhi and Qin Jian? She would most likely still choose Qin Jian...

Unless she used Ning Fengzhi's life and the engagement to make her choose, but such a choice would inevitably cross the bottom line that Qin Jian could accept, and Bibi Dong could not do that.

She didn't expect that after tearing apart her disciple and her daughter, there would be an even harder one waiting for her...

"So it is true..."

Ning Rongrong let out a sigh of unclear meaning.

Zhu Zhuqing did not understand.

Instead, Bibi Dong glanced at her: "You seem to have your own speculations?"

Ning Rongrong nodded: "There are various traces, and furthermore, that kind of power once sought me out."

"Sought you out?"

Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed: "What did you do?"

"I refused."

Ning Rongrong said nonchalantly: "As long as it is something that might hurt Brother Jian, I will not do it."

Bibi Dong: "..."

"How can there be a foolish woman like you? What exactly did Qin Jian do to you?" She pinched her brow in pain and said.

Ning Rongrong gave a sweet smile: "Nothing much, it's just that from a very young age, he branded me as his own."

Bibi Dong pinched her brow and sighed: "No wonder Qin Jian refuses to break off the engagement with you no matter what..."

"Aunt Pope isn't bad either. To still be able to make Brother Jian unable to stop at such an age, you maintain yourself very well!" Ning Rongrong continued her sharp verbal attack.

But Bibi Dong only said faintly: "Current age doesn't count for anything. I, Bibi Dong, will one day obtain eternal life, and he is the same... After ten thousand years, what does this age gap of ten or twenty years matter?"

"On the contrary, you..."

She looked at Ning Rongrong and said: "With your talent, if you don't accept that Inheritance, reaching Title Douluo is your limit. Whether you can continue to walk with Qin Jian in the future is uncertain."

Ning Rongrong's expression changed.

This sentence from Bibi Dong truly made her panic, and it was something she had never considered before.

She had originally thought that her future with Qin Jian was still very long, but she hadn't expected that if Qin Jian could truly reach that step of endless life, but she could only remain where she was, then...

How sad he would be!

If Bibi Dong knew that what she thought of in this instant was not herself, but how painful it would be for Qin Jian if he lost her in the future, she wondered if she would still have the confidence to tear her apart...

"Crunch... crunch..."

A faint, fragmented sound kept coming from behind. Bibi Dong finally couldn't help but turn her head, glaring and saying: "Chrysanthemum Elder, Ghost Elder, have you eaten enough melon seeds? Can't you see your Chief Judge is currently dealing with the Title Douluo of the entire Clear Sky Sect? Be ready to provide support at any time!"

"Ah, yes!"

Ju Douluo and Gui Douluo hurriedly straightened their bodies, retracted the ears they had perked up to listen to the gossip, and put away the melon seeds in their hands...

Watching the Pope tear apart her love rivals could be said to be the thing they looked forward to most.

In such a serious occasion, they couldn't help but take out the melon seeds they had prepared long ago...

And during this time, no next battle had taken place on the field.

The truth was that the Clear Sky Sect was in a dilemma; there were still five Elders who could take action, but they were only marginally stronger than the Seventh Elder, and they had absolutely no confidence in defeating Qin Jian, who had not yet used his full strength.

Even the Second Elder and the Third Elder, who had reached level 95, dared not say they were certain of victory.

In other words, in a one-on-one fight, none of them were confident; could it be that they had to let Tang Xiao take action himself now?

Then the appearance of these six Title Douluo would become very awkward, serving no purpose at all, and their deterrent power would be greatly diminished.

"Stop wasting time. Since none of you dare to face me alone, then come at me together."

Mid-air, Qin Jian held his spear horizontally and looked down at the entire Clear Sky Sect, his voice rumbling as it spread in all directions: "The five of you Title Douluo against me alone—don't tell me you still lack confidence?"

"Whoa!"

Even though those present were all heads of factions, they were still shocked by his incredibly arrogant words.

Challenging five Title Douluo with the strength of level 89?

That is something even a level 97 Title Douluo would find difficult to accomplish!

(End of this chapter)