Chapter 55 Qian Daoliu's Scheme

"Are you giving him that much face?" Bibi Dong asked in shock.

"If the six elders of the Hall of Offerings could participate in the Divine Trial, their strength would at least improve further," Qian Daoliu explained. If it weren't for the fact that only those with the Angelic Martial Soul could participate in the Divine Trial, he would have already allowed those loyal to the Spirit Hall to participate, just like on Seagod Island.

“The Grand Master has really got a good plan,” Bibi Dong said sarcastically.

At the same time, Bibi Dong realized that there were benefits to be gained from attending the opening ceremony, but she was a little conflicted about whether she should take advantage of them, since there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world.

"Why is the Grand Elder so certain that they will get the benefits? And aren't you afraid that the benefits will be a hot potato? After all, our energy levels are not the same, so there is no way to restrict Miguel and the others." Bibi Dong asked, actually just wanting to get Qian Daoliu's opinion.

“You know the two sides are not on the same level, so if they want to scheme against you, do you think you can stop them? Instead of worrying about this and that, you might as well get the benefits you are entitled to,” Qian Daoliu said calmly.

As the saying goes, since they can't fight back, they might as well lie down and enjoy themselves. After all, at least Miguel and the others are on the side of the Spirit Hall and don't have any ill feelings towards it. Moreover, the Angel God and the Rakshasa God are both dead, and the Spirit Hall has no one left in the God Realm. The Spirit Hall also needs a new backer, otherwise they wouldn't have been plotted against by the Asura God and the Sea God.

"Then where do you think they should be assigned to that address?" Bibi Dong asked again.

"You decide. I'm not going to get involved with this old man," Qian Daoliu said casually.

“Since Miguel has become the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall as my disciple, let’s arrange this place in the open space east of the Papal Palace,” Bibi Dong said.

"Your disciple's identity? It seems that you don't intend to appear in public." Qian Daoliu muttered to himself. At the same time, he began to calculate in his mind. If he could gain Miguel's favor when Father Luke wasn't paying attention, it would benefit his granddaughter and even the Spirit Hall.

“Bibi Dong, then I’ll be leaving,” Qian Daoliu said.

After speaking, Qian Daoliu disappeared from the Papal Palace, leaving Bibi Dong lost in thought. Previously in a state of absolute rationality, she had realized her attitude towards Qian Renxue had been inappropriate. However, Bibi Dong didn't know how to face her. Her previous actions had severely hurt Qian Renxue; perhaps Qian Renxue no longer craved her mother's love. Furthermore, she had killed Qian Renxue's father. Although Qian Xunji deserved to die, she didn't know how to explain this to Qian Renxue, after all, no matter how bad Qian Xunji was, he was still Qian Renxue's father.

After leaving the Papal Palace, Miguel went to find Daglas, and in Daglas's room, Miguel saw Salas pacing back and forth.

The moment Salas saw Miguel, he stepped forward to take Miguel's hand. Miguel, not wanting to be tainted by worldly affairs, dodged him. Salas didn't mind and continued to ask warmly, "Miguel, how has His Holiness the Pope arranged things for you?"

“I have become His Holiness the Pope’s disciple,” Miguel replied calmly.

"Really?" Salas asked incredulously, but in his heart he already believed it, because Salas knew that no one dared to joke about this. Although Bibi Dong had not been on the throne for many years, her iron-fisted methods had already been demonstrated. After all, several families that did not submit to Bibi Dong had been wiped out.

“Of course it’s true. Why would I joke about something like this? You agree, right?” Miguel countered.

"Congratulations, Miguel, on becoming the Pope's disciple. May your future be bright!" Salas congratulated him.

"Your Excellency, have you been busy lately?" Mig asked, thinking about the completion of the Temple of Light.