"Grandfather!"
In a town on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.
Qian Renxue, seeing a tall, slightly thin figure at the hotel entrance from afar, immediately burst into an excited smile. She ran over quickly, like a gust of wind.
Nangong Lingyun didn't interrupt the reunion of the grandfather and granddaughter.
He simply folded his arms, looking on with some curiosity.
The simple robes had no excessive decoration. The man looked to be only about thirty years old and was quite handsome, with black hair and not a single wrinkle on his face.
Having experienced the Red Grade Nine Trials, half of his energy had already been converted into divine power. Even suppressed, a distinct sacred aura could still be felt, shining brightly.
Spirit Hall's Grand Elder, Qian Daoliu, besides Yan, was one of the three greatest powerhouses in the world, known as invincible in the sky.
Nangong Lingyun didn't have to wait long. After more than ten minutes,
Qian Renxue waved to him from a distance, signaling him to come over.
Before he even reached her,
a hearty laugh came from the front.
"Haha, seeing is believing. Young friend Nangong is truly a dragon among men. To achieve Title Douluo strength at such a young age, it truly makes us old folks feel ashamed."
He didn't neglect the two Title Douluo who were protecting his granddaughter, and immediately greeted them:
"Snake Spear, Thorned Porcupine, thank you for your hard work."
The Thorned Porcupine and Snake Spear didn't dare to say anything more. Nangong Lingyun modestly replied, "Senior flatters me. I'm just relying on my martial soul's sharpness."
You can't slap a smiling face. Facing this future father-in-law, he still showed basic respect.
Of course, he didn't grovel either. He was also at the peak of combat strength now and didn't need to fear anyone.
After a round of mutual compliments, the five of them entered the hotel room, a top-tier luxury suite. Although it wasn't as grand as the hotels in Tiandou City, it was still quite spacious.
Not long after they sat down, Qian Daoliu's expression suddenly became serious. He asked, "Young friend Nangong, I heard Xue'er say you plan to help her find a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast? Isn't that a bit early at the sixth ring? A fifty-thousand-year-old Bright Unicorn already has two and a half times the strength of other Soul Masters at their limit. Why not wait until the seventh ring?"
"Senior, a sixth-ring Hundred-Thousand-Year isn't early; it's already late.
A martial soul like the Six-Winged Seraphim, which is a humanoid form, has limits on soul rings that can't be compared to ordinary Soul Masters.
Speaking of which, I'm curious about something..."
"Why do you choose to stick to this so-called standard configuration? You can't seriously believe Yu Xiaogang's theories, can you?"
Nangong Lingyun sat comfortably on the sofa, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.
Perhaps the author set it up this way initially just to highlight a certain big shot's "correctness," but it ended up creating a bug.
But now, in a real world, there must be a reasonable explanation behind all these illogical phenomena.
"Of course not."
Qian Daoliu shook his head, speechless at first.
Then, he slowly stood up in the middle of the room, his three snow-white wings spreading out behind him, revealing nine soul rings: eight black and one red, both gorgeous and intimidating.
He smiled and said,
"Exceeding the limit is certainly good, but it comes with risks, and the closer you get to the true limit of a soul ring, the greater the risk.
The Qian family has always been a single-line inheritance and cannot afford such risks.
More importantly, the family has always worshipped the Angel God Ancestor. As long as one's cultivation reaches a certain level, they can begin the Angel God Trials, thereby increasing the lifespan of their soul rings.
Depending on the number of trials passed and the final evaluation, each soul ring can be increased by an average of one to two thousand years.
Take the first soul ring as an example. If it's a difference between four hundred years and a thousand years, taking a risk is naturally acceptable.
But after the final God Trials, the difference is only from twenty thousand and four hundred years to twenty-one thousand years. To risk one's life for such a negligible difference is extremely unwise."
Qian Daoliu wore a faint air of pride on his face. So what if it wasn't the limit? Could the limit be stronger than eight black and one red?
Nangong Lingyun was stunned.
He actually thought the other party made a lot of sense.
Damn it, so what if you have a god ancestor?
It really seemed like it was a big deal.
However, considering the ultimate goal, Nangong Lingyun still decided to provoke the grandfather and granddaughter.
Not wanting to take even the slightest risk, just sitting around and squandering resources – that was a bit too timid. If this continued, Qian Renxue would end up as the same useless person from the original story. How could he use her then? With disappointment etched on his face, and a hesitant tone, he murmured:
"No wonder…!"
"No wonder what?"
Qian Daoliu sensed the implication, and the smile vanished from his face.
"No wonder a descendant of a god, with a divine martial soul, guarding a divine inheritance, hasn't had a single person become a god in tens of thousands of years."
As soon as the words left his mouth, the other four people's expressions changed drastically.
The Thorned Porcupine, who hadn't even fully sat down on the sofa, straightened his body.
This single sentence made every muscle in his body tense instantly, and he secretly lamented, I really had nothing better to do, why did I have to come in? Wouldn't it have been better to just be a good bodyguard outside?
The Great供奉 roared directly, "What did you say?"
His greatest dream was for the Qian family to produce another god, to continue the glory of their ancestors.
To this end, he had even let Bibi Dong go, despite her having killed his son, supporting her to ascend and secure her position as Pope. This was because he feared his granddaughter's state of mind would be flawed in the future due to this matter, and she wouldn't be able to pass the trials.
Nangong Lingyun also slowly stood up.
Nine soul rings, four black and five orange, rose one by one from beneath his feet. The first black ring faintly showed a hint of light red, clearly not far from being a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.
These were the soul rings of the Ancient Desolate Saint Physique and the Beast Taming Space.
He wasn't blindly confident; as a trump card, he rarely displayed the Chaos Holy Spirit in front of others.
Then, he spoke without any politeness:
"There's only one God Realm in Douluo, but the God Realm doesn't just have one Douluo. Relying on the ancestors' protection, the invincible Douluo Star is still lacking. How can it compete with the geniuses from other worlds? Without even an invincible Dao heart, following your line of thinking, even after tens of thousands of years, no one from the Qian family will become a god."
The terrifying aura of the ferocious beast soul ring sent a chill through everyone in the room. However, it was perfectly contained within the living room, with no hint of it reaching the adjacent rooms or outside.
The Thorned Porcupine, Snake Spear, was startled and leaped off the sofa.
Qian Renxue had also never seen a soul ring of this color before, and her face paled instantly.
She knew about Nangong Lingyun's four black soul ring configuration, as he had revealed it in Soto City, and the information had long since been filed by major forces. The two had even performed a spirit fusion before.
But like everyone else, she had always assumed this was due to his early cultivation of a second martial soul.
But she never expected that she had only guessed half-right. He had indeed cultivated a second martial soul, but this second martial soul was not the Ancient Desolate Saint Physique; the configuration of his other martial soul was even more terrifying.
The Great Elder froze in place, his expression turning extremely ugly. The other party's words made him furious but unable to refute.
Nangong Lingyun still wasn't finished.
"You can't become a god just by resting on your laurels, living in the shadow of your ancestors will prevent you from catching up, let alone surpassing them.
Think carefully, aside from what the Angel God has passed down to you, what else is there to be proud of? How many of the virtues of benevolence, righteousness, wisdom, courage, and faith do you possess? Then you'll understand why you failed to ascend."