He was given a title even in the womb, and his first move was an elbow strike against Bibi Dong.

Inside the council hall of Wuhun Mountain, several elders sat together, their gazes all fixed on a small, thin figure in the far corner of the round table.

Qian Renxue wore a pure white, exquisite little dress and shiny leather boots. Her long golden hair was tied into a bun, making her look lively and cute. Her delicate, porcelain-like face lacked the innocence expected of someone her age, instead showing a hint of silence.

She fiddled with her fingers, a hint of emptiness flashing in her eyes, seemingly indifferent to everything around her.

She silently grumbled to herself, "I wonder what my brother is doing! Humph! He hasn't replied to my messages for a month, you bad brother!"

The main position.

Bibi Dong spoke calmly and slowly: "The Heaven Dou Empire has a million iron cavalry, which is roughly equivalent to the combat power of ten Title Douluo."

"Qian Xunji has been chasing Tang Hao for almost half a year now and has not returned. I am in charge of making all the decisions, big and small, within the Spirit Hall."

"The expansion of the Spirit Hall is blocked by the Heaven Dou Empire, which must be dismantled."

The voice echoed in the meeting room, carrying an undeniable authority.

Yue Guan and Gui Mei, along with several other senior elders, exchanged glances, feeling somewhat gratified. They hadn't expected that Bibi Dong would put aside her grudges over the years and begin to earnestly strive for the prosperity of the Spirit Hall.

Of course, only Bibi Dong knew the madness she was suppressing in her heart.

"I have decided to assassinate the prince of the Heavenly Dou Empire, send Qian Renxue there as a disguise, and dismantle the Heavenly Dou imperial power from within, thereby seizing control of a million iron cavalry!"

"Who's in favor, and who's opposed?"

Bibi Dong looked around, followed by a brief silence.

The elders exhaled a sigh of relief. How could they entrust such a difficult task to an eight-year-old girl?

Qian Renxue rested her chin on her hand, looking completely unconcerned.

The look on her face suggested that she didn't quite understand how bleak her life was about to become.

Replacing another person, devoid of their own emotions, they are merely pawns in the Spirit Hall's expansion.

The girl's most precious youth will be wasted in the power struggle within the Heavenly Dou royal family.

Bibi Dong smiled and said, "Since no one objects, Qian Renxue, you should get ready. I will arrange for someone to escort you in."

"Meeting adjourned for today!"

Everyone stood up, and Serpent Spear Douluo sighed and came to Qian Renxue's side. He had protected this young lady for a long time and was the elder who was most reluctant to let her go.

"Miss, let's go get ready."

Qian Renxue jumped off the stool, raised her neck, and said charmingly, "I'm not leaving!"

The entire audience was stunned when he finished speaking.

Bibi Dong thought the girl was going to back out, and coldly rebuked her, "You have to leave. This is something that must be done for the Spirit Hall!"

Qian Renxue blinked: "Huh?"

"No, it's not that. I just sensed my brother! Hmm... what if he can't find me later? I'll just stay here and not go anywhere~"

"Uncle Snake Spear, you wait here too~"

Serpent Spear looked astonished upon hearing this. Qian Renxue's brother?

That titled Douluo who has been in seclusion for eight years! I still remember that miraculous sight of the sun and moon soaring through the sky. I wonder what realm this young master is at now?

Bibi Dong then spread her soul power and swept it across the conference room, but found no trace of it.

Just as he was about to give the order, a cold figure appeared in the morning sunlight outside the meeting room.

Qian Fuchen was dressed in a dark gold robe. Although he was not very tall for his age, he possessed a soul power pressure that far exceeded that of the others.

Her long hair was tied into a crown, her eyes held an air of dominance over the world, and her left hand was behind her back.

Step by step, waves of level 97 soul power swept outwards.

The elders sat upright, their movements froze as they stood up, and then obediently sat back down.

Of the group, only Qian Renxue remained unaffected; the little girl with her hair in a bun skipped and jumped with joy.

"Brother~ You haven't come to see me for so long!"

"They can only study inside the yard, it's so boring..."

Qian Renxue shook Qian Fuchen's right hand playfully, and the latter gently patted her head with a smile.

"Little Xue, go outside and wait for me for a moment."

With a flick of his wrist, the wine-red candied hawthorn skewer gleamed, attracting the girl's attention.

Qian Renxue swallowed hard and reached out with both hands to take it, then took a few steps back in fear: "You coaxed me like this last time, and then left with Grandpa, and the time before that too!"

"this..."

Qian Fuchen stepped forward and held the candy skewer to the girl's lips:

"I'm not leaving, brother's seclusion is over~"

"Really!"

"I'll wait for you outside~"

Qian Renxue, cushioning her fall and holding a candied hawthorn in her mouth, stammered, "Uncle Snake Spear, let's go outside to play."

The spear nodded and took a step to follow, but suddenly felt itself rooted to the spot, unable to move.

Even as a titled Douluo, he wouldn't act like this, not even in front of Pope Qian Xunji.

Regarding the young master's cultivation level, Serpent Spear had a guess that even he found absurd.

Qian Fuchen kept his eyes on Qian Renxue and waved to coax her.

"Go on, go on~ Remember to close the door."

Qian Renxue skipped away, closing the conference room door behind her.

The only sound in the huge conference room was breathing; none of these high-ranking elders of the Spirit Hall dared to act recklessly.

"Serpent Spear, tell me about Xiaoxue's training over the years."

After bowing and taking a deep breath, the Serpent Spear began to explain.

Qian Fuchen's expression grew increasingly grim, and his suppressed anger finally erupted upon hearing the word "infiltration mission."

"Nonsense!"

boom--

The ripples of soul power materialized, causing everyone's bodies to tremble.

Qian Fuchen stared ahead: "Xiaoxue was born with level 20 soul power, an Angel God Martial Soul? Sending her to learn assassination techniques and royal etiquette?"

"Whose idea was this?!"

With a sudden surge of soul power, Yue Guan, Ghostly Porcupine, and the other two were grabbed by the neck by the massive hand of soul power.

The three titled Douluo-level elders were lifted up and suspended in mid-air.

Yue Guan's face flushed red, and he mumbled incoherently, "Young Master...we dare not...nor do we have the right!"

The other elders were on pins and needles, only daring to glance at Qian Fuchen out of the corner of their eyes.

Is this young master really eight years old? He's even more terrifying than the Pope!

After a long while, Qian Fuchen casually flicked his wrist, and the three of them were sent flying backwards and crashing into the surroundings. Yue Guan and the other two wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths, their muscles and bones trembling, but they dared not act rashly.

Bibi Dong suddenly sneered: "Injuring an elder of my Spirit Hall in front of this Holy Maiden?"

"You have guts!"

boom!

A wave of soul power from afar pressed down on half of his body, causing him to hunch over.

Immediately, another surge of soul power struck, transforming into an arm that sent her flying. The familiar elbow struck the wall, kicking up dust.

Bibi Dong never expected that Qian Fuchen would dare to injure her, especially with so many people in the way!

Qian Fuchen remained calm: "Saintess Bibi Dong's decision-making ability is poor, and her cultivation level is too low. Effective immediately, she is stripped of her title as Saintess!"

"Demoted to an ordinary Spirit Hall cultivator."

"Do you have any objections?"

Bibi Dong took a deep breath, as if she saw the shadow of Qian Xunji in Qian Fuchen, and sneered through gritted teeth:

"I should have just blown up the ring back then, to kill you, you wretch..."

boom!

Another surge of spiritual energy struck, leaving her sprawled awkwardly embedded in the wall.

Bibi Dong's eight spirit rings began to rotate, and she was about to unleash her power when Qian Fuchen also revealed his own spirit ring cultivation level.

She then realized... her eldest son was born a Title Douluo!

The nine spirit rings spun around with a rustling sound, and the spirit power level of ninety-seven was breathtaking.

Suddenly, a childish voice called out from outside the meeting room.

"elder brother!"

"I'm hungry!"

Qian Fuchen then composed himself slightly: "Elders."

"Don't forget what the Spirit Hall's name is!"

He flicked his sleeves and turned to leave, leaving the elders with ever-changing expressions.

They immediately spoke in unison: "Respectfully seeing off the young master!"