Over a month had passed since returning to Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.
Regarding clan affairs like lip-reading translation, Ning Rongrong hadn't concerned herself after coming back.
With Ning Fengzhi handling everything, all matters progressed methodically.
"Finally expelled all toxins from my consciousness space." Ning Rongrong wiped sweat from her brow, inexplicably relieved.
Her actual condition hadn't been as mild as described to Ning Fengzhi.
This past month involved meticulously extracting toxins strand by strand from her mental space an immense undertaking.
Without achieving Nine Aperture Dispersed Heart, it would've been impossible!
Unlike Dugu Yan who'd condensed the Misfortune Poison Body making her immune to consciousness space contamination
Ning Rongrong could only suppress the toxins using the Ice and Fire Yin Yang's principles.
Their difference lay in acceptance versus expulsion.
Even consuming two immortal herbs and utilizing both springs only maintained equilibrium.
Helping Dugu Yan required accepting her consciousness space's toxins something Dugu Yan couldn't accomplish alone.
Thus when disconnecting, Misfortune Poison Body's toxins inevitably invaded.
Fortunately, preparing with the dual springs and herbs had mitigated the worst outcomes.
"Well, regardless, Dugu Yan's matter is temporarily settled."
Next, after recovering her damaged mental power, she could truly breakthrough to Xiantian Grandmaster a realm unattained in her past life.
Suddenly, a white light descended.
The familiar face left the freshly-recovered Ning Rongrong momentarily stunned.
"Rongrong, come to the conference hall the footage translations are ready." Seeing her awake, Sword Douluo spirit-powered her through the air.
Regaining awareness, Ning Rongrong found herself at the grand hall's entrance.
Above, massive characters proclaimed "Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan."
Urged along by the impatient Sword Douluo, they hurried inside.
"Rongrong and the coward are here."
Bone Douluo's affectionate greeting welcomed them.
Newly-arrived Sword Douluo's forehead twitched. "If you can't speak properly, stay silent."
"Now now, I'm just excited!" Bone Douluo's stretched grin across his gaunt face appeared unnerving.
"Did you discover something?" Having focused solely on toxin removal, Ning Rongrong was unaware of recent developments.
"Indeed." Ning Fengzhi explained, "After returning, we recruited two lip-reading spirit masters."
"Though weak, their temperaments proved acceptable."
"Uncle Bone suggested silencing them permanently, but I refused."
He detailed the contracts binding the lip-readers to train a team within five years effectively house arrest.
"They weren't rebellious, I hope?" Ning Rongrong chuckled.
"Not at all. They signed immediately, pledging to cultivate lip-reading specialists within five years."
"Naturally, we offered generous compensation and the option to stay permanently."
Ning Rongrong mused that even rebellious thoughts would be suicidal!
The recordings involved Spirit Hall's upper echelons and deities.
If Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan handled this cautiously, how would mere translators dare report them?
Success aside, leaking such sensitive family drama would get them eliminated this was Douluo Continent where lives came cheap and spirit masters had hierarchies.
The two lip-readers behaved better than expected, though necessary restrictions prevented loose tongues for five years.
Ning Fengzhi handed Ning Rongrong an A4-sized paper containing transcribed footage and translations.
"What do the underlined sections mean?" The exam-like annotations confused her momentarily.
"Key points why Bibi Dong spared Qian Renxue, her god trial status, and most importantly..."
"After discussing with Uncle Sword and Uncle Bone, only one possibility fits the footage, though some aspects remain unclear."
His finger indicated a heavily-marked line:
"Unknown whether Bibi Dong spared Qian Renxue out of compassion or god trial requirements."
A question mark denoted both possibilities.
From the recordings, they'd deduced most details.
But Qian Daoliu's later actions seemed erratic especially his anguished wail during battle with Bibi Dong.
"Twice..."
These two words birthed terrifying suspicions in Ning Fengzhi.
After reviewing, Ning Rongrong set the paper down.
"Qian Xunji likely died by Bibi Dong's hand."
"What really?" The three men exchanged startled looks.
Unexpected yet plausible.
If Qian Renxue's birth went uncelebrated, Bibi Dong killing Qian Xunji wasn't impossible.
Context suggested it occurred after Tang Hao severely wounded Qian Xunji.
Yet Ning Fengzhi remained baffled
What twisted logic made Qian Daoliu appoint Bibi Dong as pope despite everything?
What kind of strategy was this?
"Qian Daoliu probably has doubts too." Ning Rongrong pondered.
"Doubts?"
"Yes. In footage before Qian Renxue arrived, Qian Daoliu assumed she'd died by Bibi Dong's hand perhaps realizing something."
"Like the Rakshasa God targeting Angel God's descendants."
Accidentally killing Qian Xunji was one thing, but an eighth trial offering two options one practically naming Qian Renxue?
Besides Qian Renxue, what other Six-Winged Angel spirit masters with innate full spirit power existed?
The Rakshasa God opposing Spirit Hall?
As Ning Fengzhi's group listened, the theory grew increasingly fantastical yet credible.
The Rakshasa God and Angel God represented polar opposites natural enemies.
"I don't understand, Rongrong." Bone Douluo frowned. "If Qian Renxue and Qian Xunji's fates stem from Rakshasa God's whims, doesn't Spirit Hall have the Angel God?"
While the Rakshasa God dismantled Spirit Hall's gates, why did the Angel God remain so passive?