Inside the Hall of Elders, as time passed.
The several Elders of Consecration had been engaged in a lively discussion for an hour.
Finally, Qian Daoliu tapped the table in exasperation.
"Ahem, alright, alright, let's all settle down."
"You old fellows are all well advanced in years—why are you making such a fuss over nothing?"
"You should learn to keep your composure, just like me."
"Besides, what's so great about that pig?"
"So what if his Elf Clan has a few thousand members?"
"So what if his Elf Clan has lifespans of several hundred years?"
"So what if his Elf Clan can naturally enhance their Soul Ring Ages?"
Although Qian Renxue was about to uproot the foundation of their Angel Clan, as a doting grandfather, Qian Daoliu would never blame his precious granddaughter no matter how outrageous her actions were.
After all, everything Qian Renxue did was for Yunxiao—that pig who had won over his beloved granddaughter.
Rather than scolding Qian Renxue, he'd much rather vent his anger at Yunxiao.
The more Qian Daoliu looked at Yunxiao, the more displeased he became.
Yunxiao, the Elf King of the Elf Clan.
Possessing a powerful lineage and even a pocket dimension.
Qian Renxue, the sole princess of their Angel Clan.
A descendant of the Angel God, with the Spirit Hall—a legacy spanning tens of thousands of years—as her dowry.
By all accounts, the two were a match made in heaven.
But that damned pig Yunxiao had to be unfaithful, adding Shui Wu You into the mix.
Even though Shui Wu You was once a Deity.
Even though it was Qian Renxue who had orchestrated Shui Wu You's relationship with Yunxiao.
But as a man, couldn't Yunxiao have refused?
Couldn't this pig have remained devoted solely to Qian Renxue?
As a man, such thoughts might be excessive.
But as a grandfather, he still wished Yunxiao would cherish Qian Renxue alone.
Even if Shui Wu You was once a Deity.
Even if Shui Wu You could one day reclaim her Godhood—it made no difference.
Golden Crocodile Douluo: "..."
Qingluan Douluo: "..."
Xiongshi Douluo: "..."
Guangling Douluo: "..."
Qianjun Douluo: "..."
Xiangmo Douluo: "..."
Sure enough, hearing Qian Daoliu's dismissive tone, the corners of their mouths twitched violently.
They opened their mouths, wanting to say something.
But seeing the Great Elder's sour expression, they hesitated.
Good grief, good grief—what were they hearing?
Listen, just listen to what the Great Elder was saying!
Were they, the old-timers, making a fuss over nothing?
Were they, the old-timers, lacking composure?
The Elf Clan had a few thousand members—and that was just "so what"?
The Elf Clan had lifespans of several hundred years—wasn't that astonishing?
The Elf Clan could naturally enhance their Soul Ring Ages through talent and strength—wasn't that shocking?
Frankly, aside from their low fertility rate,
the Elf Clan was practically overflowing with irresistible advantages.
The more they thought about it, the more envious the Elders present became.
How could the Douluo Continent have such an unreasonable race like the Elves?
If possible, everyone present would want to become part of the Elf Clan.
After all, why did they work so hard to cultivate their strength?
Wasn't it to break through to higher Soul Power Levels?
Wasn't it to live a few more years, to enjoy life a little longer?
But now, someone tells them:
As long as you're willing to join the Elf Clan and become an elf,
even if you can't cultivate, even if you have no Soul Power Level,
you can still easily live for several hundred years.
How could this not shock everyone present?
How could this not make them feel bitter?
After toiling for most of their lives to achieve their dreams,
it turns out this is just the starting point for the Elf Clan?
This is just… absolutely unbelievable!
They were jealous, utterly and completely jealous.
All the Elders of Consecration present felt their hearts sour with envy.
At this moment, seeing the strange expressions on the faces of the old-timers present, Qian Daoliu's lips twitched slightly.
Hmm, how to describe those expressions?
They looked as pained as if they'd bitten into a lemon!
Clearing his throat lightly, Qian Daoliu spoke up again.
"Alright, alright, there's no need for you all to look like that."
"Xiao Xue mentioned in her letter that Yunxiao, that pig, has some skill in herbology and pill refinement."
"When we finally meet that pig Yunxiao,"
"we can just ask him for a few Cultivation Pills."
"The most pressing issue now is—what do you all think about the arrangements Xiao Xue proposed in her letter?"
Having worked together for years, Qian Daoliu understood their thoughts perfectly.
Naturally, he also wanted to find a way to help his old comrades improve their strength.
After all, among the elders present,
apart from the Golden Crocodile Douluo, none of them possessed a 100,000 Year Soul Ring.
And because of that, in the days to come,
few of them would ever break through to the level of a 99th-rank Peerless Douluo.
Now that they finally had Yunxiao—that pig—around, Qian Daoliu naturally wanted to seize the opportunity.
Though he truly despised that pig for daring to corrupt Qian Renxue and being a bit of a flirt,
in the end, Yunxiao would still become Qian Renxue's husband.
Once the two were married,
their families would be inseparable anyway.
Sure enough, at Qian Daoliu's words,
the elders gradually calmed down.
Then, they exchanged glances.
After a moment, the eldest among them, the Golden Crocodile Douluo,
stroked his beard and spoke slowly.
"Well, Great Elder, regarding Xiao Xue's proposal in her letter,"
"I believe it's entirely feasible."
"Since Yunxiao is the husband Xiao Xue has chosen,"
"we, as her grandfathers, shouldn't hold her back, should we?"
"Great Elder, you won't become the Angel God anyway."
"Moreover, as for Xiao Xue's future,"
"we can't say for certain whether she'll succeed as the new Angel God."
"When the time comes, rather than letting the Spirit Hall fall into Bibidong's hands—"
"Then why not just follow what Xiao Xue wrote in her letter—directly give the Spirit Hall as dowry and accompany her to the Elf Clan."
Regarding the messy affairs between the Angel Clan and Bibidong, the several elders present saw everything as clearly as a mirror.
If that woman Bibidong were allowed to fully grow in power, the entire Angel Clan would likely face her frenzied retaliation.
Setting aside Qian Daoliu for now, it must be remembered that Qian Renxue—she was someone they had all watched grow up.