Douluo Dalu: Qian Renxue's Younger Brother

"No, that's not acceptable."

Hearing Qian Renjue's words, Bibi Dong shook her head slightly and said seriously:

"The gift for Xiao Xue—either I don't make it, or if I do, it has to be the best."

"..."

Qian Renjue raised an eyebrow and couldn't help but smile.

Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue were very alike, especially in their strong-willed nature.

Meanwhile, Ah Yin squatted on the ground.

She bit Qian Renjue's finger, her soft tongue wrapping around the tip, slowly sucking the blood into her mouth.

Her face turned slightly red, and her blue eyes glanced warily at Bibi Dong.

In this situation, how much blood she could absorb depended on Bibi Dong's attitude.

"Mom, do you need my help?"

Qian Renjue stepped forward, standing beside Bibi Dong, towering over her.

"Just in time, help mom make some ice," Bibi Dong said with a gentle smile, her face softening as she immersed herself in the process of preparing the gift.

"No problem."

Qian Renjue nodded, raised his hand, and a dark light flowed from it, exuding a chilling aura. Instantly, the surface of the nearby water barrel froze.

"Mom, it's ready."

"Alright, Ah Yin, please pick up that ice."

Bibi Dong nodded and softly instructed.

"Gulp, yes."

Ah Yin quickly swallowed the blood in her mouth, licked her lips clean, and swiftly stood up.

Blue Silver Emperor vines swept the round ice block onto the countertop.

Bibi Dong carefully moved the cake onto the cold ice plate, her face breaking into a satisfied smile.

Clap!

Like a youthful girl, she clasped her hands together with a look of pride, clearly pleased with her creation.

"Done! All finished!"

"Jue, put it away. You have a way to keep it fresh, right?"

"Of course."

Qian Renjue smiled, waved his hand, and the cake was stored in his system space, where time was paused, ensuring it would never spoil.

"By the way, why were you in the Worship Hall for so long?"

Bibi Dong tilted her head, her fingers crossed, smeared with cream, as she looked up at Qian Renjue, full of energy.

"I was just chatting with Grandpa and the others."

Qian Renjue replied softly, gently brushing aside a strand of hair from Bibi Dong's face.

"Really?"

Bibi Dong tilted her head curiously, teasing, "Were they telling you to get married and have children again?"

"Yeah."

Qian Renjue nodded helplessly.

This was an old topic that came up often in the Worship Hall.

"Hmph! Such a bunch of old busybodies."

Bibi Dong snorted, smiling as she leaned closer to Qian Renjue, just about to tease him further when her nose twitched, suddenly catching the scent of incense.

She fell silent for a moment but quickly smiled again.

Without a word, she lifted her hand and smeared the cold cream across Qian Renjue's face, pinching his cheek gently as she said softly:

"Alright, go wash up and get ready for dinner, haha."

Seeing Qian Renjue's face covered in cream, Bibi Dong couldn't hold back her laughter.

"Okay."

Qian Renjue didn't mind, pulling Ah Yin along as they headed outside.

Just as they reached the door, A Yin transformed into a blood threads and imprinted herself back onto Qian Renjue's chest.

Bibi Dong's smile faded as she sighed.

As the Pope, she had to perform rituals at the Douluo Hall every year.

But even after all this time, the hatred still lingered within her, though now it was directed at no one in particular.

All she could do now was manage the Spirit Hall and protect her children.

"Senior brother, let Nana help you wipe that off."

As they left the kitchen, Hu Liena noticed cream on his face and laughed, she running over to Qian Renjue.

'Sluuurp'

"Nana, are you wiping it off or eating it?"

Caught off guard, Qian Renjue fell for Hu Liena's trick as the little fox licked his face several times.

"Senior brother, just say if it's clean or not."

Hu Liena hugged his arm, licking her cream-covered lips, slightly smug.

Qian Renjue was about to respond when suddenly—

Bibi Dong stepped out, leaning against the doorframe, raising both hands with a calm voice.

"Nana, do you want to help your teacher clean up too?"

"Ah, teacher..."

Hu Liena immediately lowered her head, her face flushed red.

"Hmph, you're too old for such childish things," Bibi Dong scolded lightly.

Hu Liena looked down, thinking, "Clearly, the teacher started it. Otherwise, how would I have the chance to act childish?"

Suddenly, she felt something cool on her face.

"Ah!"

Hu Liena yelped as Bibi Dong smeared a generous amount of creamy icing on her face.

"Alright, go clean up."

Hu Liena beamed with joy and nodded happily.

"Yes, Nana knows."

Bibi Dong glanced at Qian Renjue, who was still chuckling nearby, and scolded:

"What are you standing there for? Go help mom set the table."

"Okay, I'm on it."

"Muah, good job, here's your reward."

Satisfied, Bibi Dong pursed her lips, following Hu Liena out with a smile.

"Heh."

Qian Renjue chuckled, his appetite stirred as he looked at the steaming food laid out under the pavilion.

...

A night of warmth.

Qian Renjue bid farewell to Bibi Dong and Hu Liena, heading back to Heaven Dou City.

Before that, he had already sent letters to Qian Renxue and Ye Lingling.

Meanwhile, in the blacksmith shop of Holy Spirit Village, Tang San, who still had several days before heading to Nuoding City, was by the forge room, with hammer in hand, and following Tang Hao's instructions to forge his hidden weapons.

At a nearby table, Tang Hao, disheveled and unkempt, sipped from a wine flask, his blurry eyes flashing with a hint of sharpness as he watched his son swing the hammer.

He noticed the occasional purple glow in Tang San's eyes, something he couldn't overlook.

Tang Hao took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and gulped down more of the cheap alcohol.

Joy spread across Tang San's face.

After nearly a hundred days of hammering, he was about to complete his first mechanism-based hidden weapon in this world—the Silent Sleeve Dart.

Clang—!

With a final strike, Tang San stopped forging and placed the sleeve dart into the water for quenching.

*Sizzle*

Tang Hao opened his eyes, staring at the intricate little device and the three iron arrows beside it, lost in thought.

Was this really his son, Tang San?

...

At the outskirts of the Star Dou Forest, some soul beasts fled, and trees began to fall.

The Titan Giant Ape, with a pink-clad, long-braided little girl on its head, crawled slowly along the ground, moving outwards.

"Roar—"

"Don't worry, Er Ming. Sister Xiao Wu will be fine," Xiao Wu said with a bright smile, full of anticipation for her return to the human world.

She was going to school too!

If a little brat could be the boss in Spirit Academy, she, the longtime ruler of the Star Dou, could definitely do it!

...

At the same time, on the road to Nuoding City, Porcupine and Snake Lance lay in wait in the dense grass along the roadside.

"Snake Lance, we've been waiting for over two months. Why hasn't the target shown up yet?"

"Be patient. The lady wouldn't give us a target for no reason."

"Alright."

Porcupine Douluo sighed. After all this time, taking turns on watch, they were getting bored.

Looking at the sack on the ground beneath him, Porcupine asked again:

"Which sack should we use to kidnap after buying so many?"

Snake Lance glanced at him and then at the roadside.

"I think the pink sack on your head is a good choice."

"Since it's a little girl, the pink one should make her cry less."

Porcupine Douluo blinked, then nodded.

"That actually makes sense."

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