Chapter 152: Special Recruitment...
"You really just said a few words to this kid? Are you sure you weren't being intimate with him?"
Qian Daoliu's faint voice came, instantly making both Pei Qing and Qian Renxue fall into an awkward silence.
"Grandpa!!!"
Qian Renxue glared at Qian Daoliu, her eyes full of complaint, and she was so embarrassed that she wanted to pull out all of Qian Daoliu's beard.
"Grand Supreme Pontiff, I was the one who pulled Xue'er aside to talk for a bit. Please don't mind it."
Pei Qing was also a bit embarrassed, but at this point, he couldn't let Qian Renxue shield him from such an awkward situation.
"Alright, alright, don't stand me up next time, old man. Go on in!"
Qian Daoliu glanced at the young couple and couldn't help but sigh that he was indeed old. Shaking his head, he walked directly into the depths of the Worship Hall.
"This old man, really!"
Qian Renxue looked at Qian Daoliu ahead, gritting her teeth and muttering a small complaint.
"So, Xue'er, did we stand up to the Grand Supreme Pontiff?" Pei Qing turned his head and looked at Qian Renxue curiously.
"Of course not, we just arrived a little late. He's so old, yet he has no patience at all."
Qian Renxue would never admit that because she saw her lover, she was so excited that she completely forgot about her grandpa's instructions to return quickly.
That's right, she forgot everything!
"Alright, let's go quickly, or the Grand Supreme Pontiff will get angry again."
Pei Qing shook his head, pinched Qian Renxue's face, and pulled her to follow behind Qian Daoliu.
Listening to Qian Renxue and Pei Qing whispering, Qian Daoliu's face twitched violently. As expected, a grown daughter cannot be kept at home!
Alas, now she doesn't even respect her grandpa at all.
In the depths of the Worship Hall, it wasn't Pei Qing's first time here!
However, this time, compared to his last visit, it seemed much quieter and emptier.
"Pei Qing, Xue'er has already told us about your situation. Lord of the Great Sun, a divine inheritance—you are very good!"
Qian Daoliu led Pei Qing to the statue of the Angel God, then stopped and turned to look at Pei Qing, speaking.
"It was just luck!"
Pei Qing chuckled lightly, not showing any arrogance or complacency due to Qian Daoliu's praise.
"Your temperament is good. Maintaining it will benefit your future cultivation!"
Qian Daoliu saw no smug expression on Pei Qing's face, and a look of satisfaction immediately appeared on his own face.
"After you finish this competition, what are your thoughts? Do you want to stay in Spirit Hall City?"
"This old man can give you some pointers on the use of sacred attributes!"
As the Lord of the Great Sun and a future deity, Pei Qing himself possessed immense benefits, and he was also his granddaughter's husband. While he hadn't yet sacrificed himself for Xue'er, he could guide Pei Qing in his cultivation for a few years.
It would take at least a few more years for Xue'er to complete her Angel Nine Trials. During these years, with him around, Pei Qing would not encounter any danger and could grow safely in the Worship Hall.
Guidance from a Title Douluo was indeed very tempting, but Pei Qing pondered for a moment before finally shaking his head.
"Grand Supreme Pontiff, compared to cultivating in Spirit Hall City all the time, I still prefer to travel and see the continent."
"Although staying in Spirit Hall City is good, my heart still yearns for the outside world. As for my safety, I don't think anyone on the continent can threaten me."
Pei Qing was not worried about safety at all, as Bi Ji was by his side, and there was almost no one on the continent who could threaten him.
Moreover, as his cultivation grew stronger, Pei Qing could also feel that he seemed to be immortal.
That's right, he seemed destined to wield the Great Sun Authority. If he were killed by someone,
Something very terrifying would happen, so he certainly wouldn't die. At least, some people wouldn't want to see him die.
"You want to travel the continent, huh? That's good!"
"After all, a strong person cannot lack vision and experience. It's good to travel around."
Since Pei Qing said no one could threaten his safety, Qian Daoliu didn't delve deeper.
Because he thought of himself, he was the Angel God's divine envoy, a protector prepared by the Angel God for her successor.
Since the Angel God had a human representative, and the Sea God also had one, then the deity who gave Pei Qing his inheritance must have also arranged a powerful person to be a representative.
"Grand Supreme Pontiff, how are Xue'er's Angel Nine Trials progressing now?"
Qian Renxue successfully beginning her Angel Nine Trials was definitely not an issue, and Pei Qing had no doubts about it.
The only thing that made him a bit curious and concerned was which trial she had specifically reached now.
"Xue'er is the first person in the Angel Clan in ten thousand years to begin the Angel Nine Trials. Her talent and brilliance are beyond comparison to ours."
"After she returned to the Worship Hall, in just one short year, she had already reached the third trial."
Qian Daoliu did not hide anything, because even if he didn't say it, his granddaughter would probably tell Pei Qing directly without hesitation.
"The third trial, huh? It seems I need to work hard too!"
"At least I can't fall too far behind you…"
Pei Qing possessed the Great Sun Authority, and he was destined to become a god in the future.
His path to godhood would even be more relaxed and leisurely than those who were guaranteed ascension, like Qian Renxue.
Bibi Dong's path to godhood was like breaking through a dilapidated house with bare fists, or a small-town test-taker getting into a top university—it was entirely on hard mode.
Qian Renxue's path to godhood was like being guaranteed admission, while Pei Qing's was like special recruitment.
He didn't even need to complete any assessments; as long as he cultivated his soul power to the peak and fully refined the Great Sun Authority, he could achieve godhood.
"Then you'll have to work hard, because I'll complete the Angel Nine Trials very quickly."
Qian Renxue heard Pei Qing's words and couldn't help but proudly lift her fair chin, speaking with great confidence.
She was confident she could complete the Angel Nine Trials and inherit the Angel God position within five years at most.
"Why don't we make a pact and see who becomes a god first!"
His current level was still far from level ninety-nine, but for someone with an ultimate attribute like him, cultivation would become easier the further he progressed.
"Alright, it's definitely going to be me who becomes a god first!"
"That's not necessarily true!"
Qian Daoliu watched the two with a smile, recalling his own past.
It seemed he had also made a bet with someone back then, and unfortunately, he lost to him in the end.
'Tang Chen, are you doing well now?'
'Could a figure like you have also died on the path of exploring godhood?'
'It seems my luck is better. Although I cannot become a god, my granddaughter and grandson-in-law are both destined to become gods in the future!'
'In the struggles of the older generation, I lost to you, but in the younger generation, I have won!'
Qian Daoliu's gaze fell into reminiscence as he thought of the glorious years of the past, an irrepressible smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
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