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Similarly, Qian Daoliu—who was inside the hall accompanying his beloved granddaughter Qian Renxue—also sensed Bibi Dong's arrival.
But in Qian Daoliu's eyes, guiding his precious granddaughter through the Angel God trials took absolute priority.
As for other matters—unless the Spirit Hall faced total annihilation—they could wait.
Qian Renxue didn't emerge, but Bibi Dong remained unperturbed. She could guess what her daughter was doing. She simply waited quietly outside the hall.
Though the one-year limit was short, she had all the patience in the world.
After all—this was her own flesh and blood. The daughter she'd grown to despise in life, whom she'd never shown maternal love to, yet who in the end had shattered her own godhood to save her.
Having returned from "rebirth," Bibi Dong had eliminated Tang San and his allies immediately. She knew that now—whether or not she existed—Qian Renxue's fate had already changed. At the very least, she wouldn't end up with a shattered godhood.
With that, she could finally rest easy.
If she had any remaining wish—it was to hear Qian Renxue call her "Mom" one last time before her soul fell eternally into endless hell when the year was up.
Time flowed on. Half an hour later, the dishes grew cold. Bibi Dong turned to the maidservant holding the tray and waved her hand. "You may go."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The maidservant bowed and retreated with the untouched meal.
Outside Douluo Hall, besides the standing Palace Guard Knights on duty, Bibi Dong waited in silence.
At dusk, she left—but returned half an hour later with another tray of freshly cooked dishes.
After waiting patiently with no sign of the hall doors opening, she dismissed the maidservant once more and resumed her vigil outside the hall.
From that day on—except for brief absences at dawn, noon, and dusk to cook meals herself—Bibi Dong waited outside Douluo Hall day and night, through wind and rain, never leaving her post.
Days passed.
Ten days.
A month.
Three months.
One hundred days.
On this night, as darkness fell, Bibi Dong once again stood outside Douluo Hall with a fresh tray of food.
Suddenly—a brilliant pillar of sacred light erupted from within the hall, illuminating the entire Spirit City.
'Angel God trials... finally begun.'
Watching the sacred pillar surge before her eyes, Bibi Dong recognized it instantly.
This scene mirrored her "rebirth"—the moment Qian Renxue had begun her divine ascension before.
After a long while, the sacred light faded.
Inside the Douluo Hall—
"Xue'er, Bibi Dong has waited outside for a hundred days. Your First Angel Trial is to traverse the Sacred Light—a test that demands significant time."
Seeing Qian Renxue eager to enter the Angel Secret Realm for her first trial, Qian Daoliu couldn't help but speak up.
If possible, he longed to see mother and daughter truly unite.
Angel Trial One: Traverse the Sacred Light.
Sounds just like Sea God Trial One: Traverse the Sea God's Light?
Well—the Illusion Master who rules this realm doesn't actually know what the Angel's first trial entails. He's just copying it.
"Hmph~! Why should I care after how she treated me before?"
Qian Renxue snorted coldly, displeased.
But then her tone shifted:
"If she's still waiting outside a year from now—I'll forgive her."
"Very well."
Qian Daoliu nodded.
Clearly, this daughter remained unaware that within the illusion, her once-neglectful mother—who had awakened too late and returned from "rebirth" seeking redemption—would never live to see that year's end.
RUMBLE RUMBLE
A faint rumbling echoed as Douluo Hall's heavy doors slowly opened. Qian Daoliu stepped out, then closed them again behind him.
"Where's Xue'er?"
Seeing only Qian Daoliu emerge—no sign of Qian Renxue—Bibi Dong hurried forward.
In her "past life," mother and daughter had despised each other. After their formal estrangement that day, neither had sought the other out. Naturally, Bibi Dong didn't know that upon beginning the Angel God trials, Qian Renxue would devote all her energy to completing the divine tests.
Their next meeting wouldn't be until the god-war at Jialing Pass years later.
"Xue'er?"
Qian Daoliu raised an eyebrow, genuinely surprised.
'So she truly has changed. Otherwise, she'd never address my granddaughter so affectionately.'
"Xue'er has entered the Angel Secret Realm to undergo the Angel God trials."
Hearing this, Bibi Dong froze. Then she rushed to ask: "When will she come out?"
Qian Daoliu saw no reason to hide the truth. He shook his head. "I don't know. But the First Angel Trial isn't merely a test—it's also an opportunity to rapidly enhance one's strength. The time limit for this trial... is one year."
One year...
His words struck Bibi Dong like a thunderbolt.
If the First Trial accelerated cultivation, it was obvious Qian Renxue would likely use the full year to complete it.
But her own time left? Only eight months.
'She'll never have a chance to wait…'
Realizing her final wish would go unfulfilled, Bibi Dong's eyes reddened. Tears streamed uncontrollably down her face.
Qian Daoliu: "..."
'What's this about? Why is she crying?'
"Bibi Dong, are you—"
Hesitating, Qian Daoliu began.
"GET OUT—!"
Bibi Dong snapped harshly.
She had awakened to regret in her "past life"—but only toward her daughter Qian Renxue. This old man Qian Daoliu wasn't included in that redemption.
In this life, the two she hated most were Qian Xunji and Tang San—the latter having shattered Qian Renxue's godhood and slain her with the Asura Devil Sword in her "past life."
A close third? This old man Qian Daoliu.
No special reason—simply because he, like Qian Xunji, bore the Six-Winged Angel martial soul.
"How strange."
Having offered warmth only to meet coldness, Qian Daoliu no longer bothered with pleasantries. He turned and walked away.
In reality—if Bibi Dong had abandoned the Rakshasa God trials, reverting from Asura God inheritor to an ordinary Level 99 Limit Douluo—Qian Daoliu, as a quasi-god-level Angel God servant, would have sensed the anomaly in her aura.
But this was an illusion. Everyone and everything here was fictional, built upon reality under the Illusion Master's control. Aside from Bibi Dong's genuine emotions, every inconsistency was subconsciously accepted by all within the realm.
Otherwise—those 100,000-year Human-Faced Demon Spiders, Hell Demon Dragons, and Black Dragons wouldn't have consecutively sacrificed themselves to Tang San.
Nor would the God of Food and Nine-Colored Goddess descend to revive Tang San—a man utterly unrelated to them who'd merely attained the Sea God position.
And Tang San certainly wouldn't have inherited the Asura Godhood through his Hao Tian Hammer martial soul immediately after resurrection—let alone perform the impossible feat of fusing two divine souls into one body to unleash the Dual God Coexistence skill.
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