Chapter 65: with translation of chapter title

Qian Renxue had no intention of returning to her room; instead, she held Bibi Dong and headed straight to the Spirit Hall's large bath behind her quarters.

Tonight there are two people; her bed is big enough for one person, but not really suitable for two.

Moreover, her clothes, body, hair, high heels, and even her white silk are covered in Bibi Dong's blood, sticky and messy; she must take a bath before sleeping. Qian Renxue carried Bibi Dong all the way, and a trail of blood followed from her hair down her body and stockings.

It's not that she wants to keep holding Bibi Dong; she wants to give her time to think about reconciliation. Qian Renxue is keeping Bibi Dong on a string, not truly severing ties.

Bibi Dong's mind has been short-circuited by Qian Renxue's words, babbling like a little fool, yet possessing a pure beauty.

Bibi Dong stared blankly at Qian Renxue's profile, wanting to apologize, but her empty words were utterly powerless.

What Xue'er said is right; after what she's done, where does she still have the qualifications to earn her trust? Xue'er's mother truly regrets it.

If, if only I hadn't been so extreme back then, wouldn't we have a good outcome now? The night fell like a huge curtain over the two of them, and moonlight poured like water onto Qian Renxue's body, draping her in a layer of holy silver radiance.

How beautiful. My Xue'er, this outstanding child like a deity's reincarnation, is Bibi Dong's daughter. In the grass, an unknown insect chirped softly, its sound especially clear in the quiet night.

The patter of Qian Renxue's high heels gave the originally flustered Bibi Dong an inexplicable sense of calm.

"Xue'er."

Bibi Dong softly called Qian Renxue's name, her beautiful pink-purple eyes somewhat dazed.

Qian Renxue ignored her; Bibi Dong had been calling her all along, and even when Qian Renxue responded she got no reply—she just kept calling her name, as if possessed. Let Bibi Dong call if she likes; her voice is soft and actually quite pleasant.

Bibi Dong simply enjoyed this tranquility; the hatred in her heart seemed to have vanished completely—Qian Xunji and Yu Xiaogang were both tossed to the back of her mind. Now she only wishes time would stay at this moment, so she could savor Qian Renxue's embrace and tenderness even more.

After an unknown amount of time, Qian Renxue, holding Bibi Dong, arrived at the bathhouse entrance.

From the outside, the Spirit Hall's large bath resembled a luxurious hotel, tall and imposing.

The building's exterior walls were decorated with splendid lines and patterns, which stood out strikingly under the lights.

Two thick stone pillars stood at the entrance, carved with noble six-wing angel motifs; even though it was late at night, the bathhouse remained brightly lit, always ready to serve Qian Renxue alone.

Qian Renxue glanced at the pattern on the stone pillars at the door, narrowed her eyes, and then said, "Let's change it to eight-wing angels; six-wing angels are no longer worthy of me."

The female staff inside the bathhouse, seeing Qian Renxue outside the door, hurried forward to greet her; their high‑slit cheongsams revealed full thighs, and the black silk stockings looked exceptionally smooth and alluring in the light.

She stared at Qian Renxue's wings and soul rings with frenzied eyes, as if she wanted to devour her.

Her gaze also fell somewhat ambiguously on the lump in front of Qian Renxue—"Hey, cutie, who are you? How did you end up in the young master's arms? Did you succeed in chasing your dreams?"

"Young master! Shall we use the Rippling Blue Waves as before?"

Qian Renxue looked approvingly at the girl's absolute domain, "Alright! Your outfit isn't bad today; wear more black‑silk cheongsams from now on!" "Hmm, later arrange a bigger room for me, enlarge the bed—I don't like being cramped together."

Qian Renxue slightly lifted a corner of her wings and signaled with her eyes for the staff to look at the quail in her arms.

The staff suppressed their surprise, thinking, "This isn't the saintess, is it? How is she being held in the young master's arms?" But she didn't make a scene; she still had some perceptiveness and pretended not to know her.

"Yes! Young master!"

Following the staff behind, they entered the bath she usually frequented.

Mist filled the air; the emerald‑green medicinal liquid shimmered, looking soothing to both body and mind.

(Here 507 characters omitted) Bibi Dong's face flushed, she couldn't look away; after a while she came to herself, and hurriedly said embarrassedly, "Ah! Yes! We... we need to take a medicinal bath first."

She quickly stripped off her tattered skirt, steam constantly rising from her head, and stood stiffly straight before Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue now suspected Bibi Dong even more—could Bibi Dong really have been possessed?

She didn't take off her clothes either, casually tossed the blood‑stained stockings from her hand, walked up to Bibi Dong, and asked curiously.

"Mother, do you know about the four geniuses who awakened two months ago in the Spirit Hall?"

Bibi Dong's mind was already unable to turn; it was filled with the seductive image of Qian Renxue removing her stockings just moments ago, and she merely nodded instinctively.

"I heard that among this awakening there are four super‑geniuses, one of whom is a boy named Jun martial soul, who possesses innate full soul power, and his martial soul is the never‑before‑seen Holy Light Qilin; I don't know how Mother plans to cultivate them."

At a glance, Jun martial soul's background screams transmigrator; if Bibi Dong really had an issue, she wouldn't just let him run loose—at the very least she'd keep him under her watch!

Bibi Dong bit her own tongue, forcing herself to stay calm so as not to frighten Xue'er.

"Innate full soul power cultivation is indeed rare, so I have now sent all four to the Spirit Hall Academy to study; they will receive the highest‑level training resources." "After they obtain two rings, I will send them to join the Spirit Hall's elite training program; if they pass the assessment, I will choose one of them to become my disciple."

Qian Renxue smiled and gently nodded.

"Truly worthy of being a mother; your thoughts are really thorough."

Qian Renxue felt a bit doubtful; this decision didn't look like a guard against Jun martial soul—could it really just be a misunderstanding? Why does Bibi Dong act as if she's never seen a woman? However, Bibi Dong's previous behavior logic seems unchanged from the original: she wanted to kill Qian Xunji, sit as pope, but if she were possessed to become Bibi Dong, she should have first gone to kill Qian Xunji.

What on earth is Bibi Dong? Are these transmigrators really able to infiltrate everywhere? Actually, Qian Renxue misunderstood—her external soul bone possesses two soul skills: Divine Law and Holy Faith.

All this is the fault of the Holy Faith soul skill, which has active and passive effects.

The active effect is charm, the unique control soul skill of the Soft‑Bone Alluring Rabbit; literally, charm plus confusion equals charm—a skill with high ceiling and low floor, whose strength depends on one's mental power and looks.

The passive effect unconsciously continually boosts one's appearance, charm, and attractiveness to others.

But Qian Renxue now has no idea that her external soul bone is gradually turning her into a succubus; she really feels that Bibi Dong has something wrong.

How terrifying, family—these omnipresent transmigrators, is this the power of the fourth calamity? Qian Renxue suppressed her inner doubts.

She now carefully examined Bibi Dong's face, as if she could see beneath the exquisite skin a stranger unfamiliar to her, making Qian Renxue involuntarily feel creeped out—when had she been possessed? "Let Mother bathe here; Xue'er will pick another bathhouse, and I'll have the staff rearrange the room—what style of room does Mother like?"

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong's previously somewhat relieved mood instantly cooled.

"Can… can we not bathe together? Mother wants to have a good talk with Xue'er."

Qian Renxue fell silent for a moment; you'd better really just want to chat with me.

Is it really possession? Or am I misunderstanding? After being forced by Qian Xunji, Bibi Dong seems indeed to have developed androphobia.

Otherwise, in the original story the Golden Generation wouldn't have chosen Hu Liena as a disciple; judging solely by the Flame Lord's fire domain, Yan's martial soul is the strongest, and the martial soul fusion technique is actually nothing much.

Ju Yueguan and Gui Mei, the two Super Douluo with martial soul fusion techniques, aren't they just the Spirit Hall's super‑powered workers? Only blame Yan for being male—Bibi Dong simply doesn't take a liking to him.

"So I already said before, there is no trust whatsoever between us mother and daughter—what's the point of any communication?"

Bibi Dong's heart was tense; now! Now is the last chance to repair their future relationship—she absolutely cannot let Xue'er slip from her grasp! "No! It's not like that! We still have a future! Xue'er!"

"Please, give Mom a chance, okay? I'll do my best to make up for my mistake."

Having not rested properly for a long time, Qian Renxue's mind is now in a jumble, hard to think clearly; she feels a bit sleepy.

"Make up? What could you possibly make up for me? The Spirit Hall is mine; you wouldn't try to compensate me with my own things, would you? Or is it your white moonlight, the legendary master Yu Xiaogang's gift to you of the ten core principles of martial souls?"

Having seen my soul rings, you should know that kind of toilet paper is useless to me.

Bibi Dong, everything you have is given by the Spirit Hall; without the Spirit Hall's help, you are merely an ordinary Title Douluo.

Bibi Dong's face turned pale; hearing the name Yu Xiaogang now annoys her, this good-for-nothing is the biggest obstacle to her reconciliation with Xue'er! 'Before, it was Mom who was wrong, blinded by hatred, but Mom and Yu Xiaogang are actually not what you think.'

Mom really values Xue'er, she really likes Xue'er!

What nonsense, all that valuing and yet she wants to kill her father in front of her; Qian Renxue turned and was about to leave, whatever, we'll talk later, she's going to take a bath and sleep.

Don't! Please! Xue'er! Bibi Dong rushed forward and grabbed Qian Renxue's hand.

Without Xue'er, Mom I!

Qian Renxue instinctively shook off the hand that was holding her.

Huh? Let go of me.

What's going on? Why does this feel so familiar? This scene, Qian Renxue feels like she's seen it somewhere before.

But before Qian Renxue could think it over.

Only hearing a thud, Bibi Dong knelt down on the spot, shocking the world.

As long as Xue'er you are willing to forgive Mom!

Mom! Mom is willing to do anything!

(End of chapter)