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That sentence was practically a curse, accusing the other party of only relying on their ancestors and being utterly useless themselves.
Lacking benevolence, righteousness, wisdom, courage, and trustworthiness, it translated to: evil, wicked, stupid, cowardly, and deceitful, right? And it wasn't just one person being insulted, but all the ancestors of the Angel Clan who hadn't become gods, every single one of them.
Qian Daoliu was instantly enraged.
His face flushed red, and his gaze was so sharp that it seemed to emit two beams of divine light.
The Sovereign's martial soul, half-god level soul power, plus a high-quality soul ring aura with over four hundred thousand years of accumulated age, the pressure surged like a tidal wave, crashing down on the insignificant young man opposite him.
With his cultivation, he shouldn't have lost control of his emotions like this, especially in front of his granddaughter.
But…
Lies don't hurt, but the truth is a sharp knife.
Someone once said that he was too cowardly, always striving for absolute safety. A 98% success rate, rounded down, was practically zero. What's the difference between that and suicide?
Qian Daoliu glared at Nangong Lingyun. More than the anger on his face, the pain in his heart was immeasurable.
He usually relied on his strength and family background to intimidate others, virtually having no match. The few times he encountered opponents on his level, he invariably backed down.
And those few times of cowardice all resulted in serious, lifelong regrets.
The first time was against Tang Chen.
He had been sent by the Spirit Hall to eliminate a potential future threat, but was stunned by the other's outburst. He knew that such an outburst couldn't possibly last long,
but the thought of "what if" made him hesitate. Finally, he used the excuse of "admiring your talent, I'll let you go for now" to make peace, becoming friends.
Not long after, the Clear Sky Sect became the greatest threat to the Spirit Hall, and his son's death was also closely related to this.
The second time, facing Bo Saixi,
at the critical moment, he faltered again. This step back allowed his rival to steal the goddess's heart.
His son was certainly brave, but not only was the elite Angel Clan army, built up over generations, wiped out, but also two extremely loyal Title Douluo died in battle.
The Angel Clan thus lost control over the grassroots of the Spirit Hall.
However, Tang Chen was also a hothead.
He was goaded by the Angel God and plunged headfirst into the City of Slaughter, never to return. The goddess remains pure and innocent to this day, so, considering all things, it's a draw.
The third time, the Angel God's trial.
The fourth time, with the death of Xun Ji, plus Bibi Dong getting up close and personal to seize the position of Pope.
The fifth time, his granddaughter was sent to the enemy country to infiltrate.
Whenever a critical moment arrived, as long as there was a way out, he couldn't help but retreat.
The Super Limit Soul Ring was the same. Not only did he himself not dare to challenge it, but he also forbade his son and granddaughter from attempting it.
As the saying goes, "a blustering exterior hides a cowardly heart." However, it's often when one is most cowardly that they become the most blustering.
Because they have no other tricks to use, they can only try to scare the opponent away with their imposing manner and words. But once they fail to scare them off, they must endure the most terrifying result in their hearts.
Qian Daoliu's sudden outburst was almost unprecedented in its terrifying intensity.
Snake Spear Ci Tun directly collapsed onto the sofa, trembling all over. Qian Renxue didn't dare to react in the slightest, her eyes filled with worry.
However, Nangong Lingyun didn't even change his expression. He remained calm and composed.
He even cancelled his Soul Rings, sat back on the sofa, leaned against the backrest, and crossed his legs.
He said lightly: "If Senior wants to spar, you can go outside. Doing so here will inevitably harm the innocent."
That demeanor was as if the pressure of a demigod didn't even exist.
Although Nangong Lingyun's raw strength was only comparable to the peak, few at the peak were truly his match in a fight.
It was simple: he had too many tricks, always finding a way to deal with any situation.
Not to mention, unless his spatial abilities were countered, he was inherently invincible.
One second, two seconds,
three seconds,
The two remained locked in this stalemate, time ticking by. Until the fifth second, when Qian Daoliu's aura vanished abruptly. He looked as if he had aged a decade in an instant, becoming incredibly listless and despondent.
Yes, he went soft again.
The terrifying pressure vanished. Qian Renxue immediately stepped forward to console him: "Grandpa, how could you bully Sect Leader Nangong like that? He's still just a child."
This single sentence completely broke Qian Daoliu.
He felt as if a massive, ice-cold sword had pierced through his heart, the indescribable pain causing his heart to stop and making it almost impossible to breathe.
A child?
Have you ever seen a child with nine soul rings, five of which exceeded a hundred thousand years, who wasn't even afraid of a Limit Douluo?
Tell me, is that a freaking child?
How could she say such freezing words with a mouth at 37 degrees?
And yet, it was clearly someone else who was cursing at us, cursing our ancestors for eight hundred and eighty-eight generations.
You didn't go to persuade him, or criticize him. Why are you blaming me? You are my granddaughter! Qian Daoliu clutched his chest, not even having time to catch his breath, the second sword violently pierced through him.
Without mercy, a perfect killing blow.
"Grandpa, I think what Xiao Yun said is right."
It's over, this ragged old coat is completely ruined.
The Great Elder's face was ashen, and he angrily sat back in his seat, feeling a strong sense of myocardial infarction.
And Qian Renxue was still continuing her attack.
Just now when Grandpa suddenly erupted, she was terrified,
Although she had repeatedly rejected someone sternly, a certain inclination had actually begun to surface within her, and she found it rather enjoyable.
If the person she admired clashed with the only and closest family member in the world, she truly couldn't imagine how she would handle the situation.
Therefore,
Her tone was extremely sincere, her words were extremely earnest, her expression was extremely serious, and her demeanor was extremely resolute.
"It's understandable not to want to take risks when everything is completely unknown.
But now, with the Kaiyuan Sect's research results on Super Limit Soul Rings, and with Nangong Lingyun personally demonstrating and verifying them, it can be said that it's basically a done deal, with no real danger.
To still choose to shrink back under these conditions, if I were the ancestor, I wouldn't even look down on such descendants. Isn't that a bit too cowardly?"
"Unpleasant words are often the most truthful, and good medicine tastes bitter,
His words, though a bit harsh, were the most practical advice.
Becoming a god wasn't something you could just stumble into; wisdom, courage, and strength were all essential.
Nangong Lingyun had also said something before, "If you want to do what others can't, you must be capable of what others aren't." I thought that made a lot of sense.
"Also, Grandpa, you're not allowed to lose your temper with Xiao Yun, alright? If word gets out, people will say our Spirit Hall is bullying the weak.
Besides, he's doing this for my sake. I've seen the power of the Super Limit Soul Rings firsthand.
Jerry, with his support-type Blue Silver Grass spirit, actually toyed with a Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon with more spirit power than him.
And Xiao Wu, she single-handedly crushed a Soul Emperor while she was only a Soul Sect! We can't just sit around and let others surpass us."
"Oh yeah, Grandpa, what about the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone you were supposed to prepare, as per the letter?"
Qian Daoliu: "..."
I'm tired, let it all end.
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