Chapter 139 Tian Yue: Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope!
In the Worship hall.
"Where is the High Priest heading?"
Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Renxue, who was blocking his way, and the group of retainers behind her, and his temples throbbed.
" Xue’er ..." His voice was low, clearly a little guilty , " She is, after all, the Pope ... the face of the Spirit Hall ..."
Qian Renxue crossed her arms, raised her chin, and her beautiful face was expressionless, except for her beautiful eyes, which were as cold as ancient ice.
"Then let’s begin from now on..."
She spoke slowly, her voice clear and cold, yet it resonated like thunder in everyone’s ears :"She is no longer the Pope."
Qian Renxue turned around, her gaze sweeping across the entire room.
She took a deep breath, her voice rising like a phoenix’s cry from the heavens :"From this moment forward, I, Qian Renxue, am the Pope of the Spirit Hall!!"
silence.
A deathly silence.
The next second...
"Your Majesty, I pay my respects!"
A clear and loud girl’s voice suddenly rang out.
Everyone turned around in astonishment.
Tian Yue, who had been hiding behind the Golden Crocodile Douluo, suddenly stepped forward, knelt on one knee, placed her right hand on her chest, and bowed her head to loudly swear an oath!
Golden Crocodile Douluo’s eyes twitched violently, and he secretly rubbed his forehead.
dear granddaughter... you’re kneeling down way too quickly!
However, with someone taking the lead, the situation quickly spiraled out of control.
"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope!!"
"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope!!"
A thunderous roar erupted from the Knights Templar! The knights simultaneously knelt on one knee, the clanging of their armor like thunder!
Following closely behind were Azure Phoenix Douluo, Lion Douluo, and Light Feather Douluo...
The worshippers looked at each other, and finally all knelt on one knee!
"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope!"
The voices were unified and resounded through the sky.
Qian Daoliu stood there, staring at the dramatic scene before him, his eyes wide, his mouth slightly agape, his face filled with astonishment.
Who am I? Where am I? What happened?
He glanced at the kneeling worshippers and knights.
She glanced again at Qian Renxue, who stood with her hands behind her back, her expression calm.
Finally, our gaze fell upon the second honorific, the golden crocodile.
Jin E glanced at Qian Daoliu, then turned and looked at his"good"granddaughter with a resentful expression.
Tian Yue raised her head, winked at him, and gave him a mischievous look that said ,"Grandpa, kneel down quickly!"
Golden Crocodile :"..."
He took a deep breath and slowly knelt on one knee.
"This humble servant... greets Your Holiness the Pope."
Qian Douliu: "??? "
Golden Crocodile, even someone with thick eyebrows and big eyes like you looks like this?!
Qian Daoliu stood in front of the offering hall, looking at the scene before him.
Granddaughter Qian Renxue stood with her hands behind her back, behind her were the six high priests kneeling on one knee, swearing allegiance, and dozens of Templar Knights.
Golden sunlight shone on her, making her white and gold papal robes gleam and exude an aura of majesty that was impossible to look directly at.
He opened his mouth, his Adam’s apple bobbed, but in the end it only turned into a barely audible sigh.
"Xue’er..."
His voice sounded much older.
Qian Daoliu slowly stepped forward and stopped in front of Qian Renxue. He looked deeply at his granddaughter, his eyes filled with relief, worry, and relief, but also... a trace of indescribable loneliness.
"If there’s anything you don’t understand about the papacy..."He paused, his voice low ,"just ask Golden Crocodile and the others."
"The Spirit Hall..."
He closed his eyes, then opened them again, as if using all the strength he had left :"Now it’s up to you."
After saying that, Qian Daoliu did not linger and turned to walk into the offering hall.
That once upright figure, who had supported half of the Spirit Hall’s power, now appeared somewhat hunched in the sunlight. Each step was slow, his long robe fluttering gently in the wind like a faded flag.
He finally lowered his head.
Qian Renxue stood there, watching the receding figure, her slender fingers clenched white in her sleeves, her nails digging deep into her palms.
She took a deep breath and suppressed her surging emotions.
Turning around, her gaze swept over the crowd, her voice regaining its cool and authoritative tone :"Tian Yue."
"Yes!"Tian Yue stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and said in a clear voice.
"You will take over the Templar Knights and reorganize the defenses. Also..."Qian Renxue paused ,"notify Elder Lingyuan, as well as Elders Ju, Gui, Moxiong, Citun, Guibao, and Yulong, to report to the Papal Palace immediately."
"yes!"
Tian Yue placed her right hand on her chest, bowed slightly, then stood up and quickly left, her golden ponytail swinging in a neat arc behind her.
Qian Renxue looked at Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others, and nodded slightly :"Grandpa Golden Crocodile, all of you retainers, I’ll leave this place to you for now."
"Don’t worry, Xue’er ,"Golden Crocodile Douluo said in a deep voice ,"With us here, things won’t fall apart."
Qian Renxue said no more, turned around, her white-gold skirt sweeping across the ground as she walked towards the papal palace that had just experienced a great battle.
His steps were firm, and his back was straight.
...
Half an hour later, at the Papal Palace.
The battle scars inside the council chamber had been cleared away; the broken white jade steps were covered with a temporary red carpet, and the cracks in the walls were cleverly concealed by curtains. Sunlight streamed through the tall stained-glass windows.
Inside the hall.
Qian Renxue sat regally on the papal throne, wearing a white and gold long dress and a simple yet majestic crown.
She rested her hands lightly on the armrests, her beautiful eyes calm as the sea, scanning the area below.
Below the steps , seven figures knelt on one knee.
Yue Guan, Gui Mei, Mo Xiong, Ling Yuan, Yu Long, Ci Tun, and Gui Bao, the seven elders of the Spirit Hall, gathered here.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
The sounds were synchronized and echoed throughout the hall.
Without hesitation, without delay.
As for the fact that they had"betrayed"Bibi Dong ; strictly speaking, he didn’t even qualify as a betrayal.
They are loyal to the Spirit Hall, to the faith of the Angel God, and to the orthodoxy of the Qian family, not to any person sitting on the papacy.
Moreover, during Bibi Dong’s years in power, he served him tirelessly, doing all the dirty and hard work, but what substantial rewards did they receive? Nothing more than a fixed salary and some empty"favor."
Especially Yue Guan and Gui Mei, who are known as the Pope’s right and left hands, the two generals, but in reality? Bibi Dong never allocates truly core resources to them.
Why follow a pope like that?
Qian Renxue looked at the respectfully kneeling crowd below, a barely perceptible smile curving her lips.
The position of Pope... ultimately returned to the hands of the Qian family.
She slightly raised her hand, her voice cool and clear :"Rise."
The seven people stood up and stood with their hands at their sides.
Lingyuan Douluo stepped forward cautiously and asked ,"Your Majesty, regarding... that person’s matter, how should we handle it?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the eyes of the other six people also focused on Qian Renxue.
This is the most crucial question: how to deal with the remaining influence of the former Pope Bibi Dong?
Qian Renxue tapped her fingers lightly on the armrest, making soft"tap, tap"sounds. Each sound seemed to strike the hearts of everyone present.
After a moment, she slowly spoke :"Naturally, a complete cleanup."