Chapter 7. Qianxunji's embarrassment. What does Qianxunji have to do with me?
"System, hang the rat—ah, ugh, Tang Hao—on me," Qianxunji said.
[Dear host, to bind a target, you must be within fifty meters of the target.]
Within fifty meters?
Luckily, Qianxunji knew where Tang Hao was. Otherwise, in Douluo's vastness, it would have been difficult for Qianxunji to find him.
After a moment's thought, Qianxunji left the Pope's Palace and prepared to head to Holy Soul Village to hang the rat. Just then, a voice reached his ears.
"You little brat, come here for a moment?"
Hearing this voice, Qianxunji couldn't help but frown. It was Qian Daoliu's voice. Transmigrating into Qianxunji, being bound to the system, wielding the highest authority in the Douluo Continent, having a cute little girl, and a leaky "good disciple"—everything was great, except for the fact that there was an old father standing above him. Transmigrating here meant accepting someone you didn't know as your father. The key was that you had to accept him even if you didn't want to. He couldn't kill his father, could he?
Qianxunji rolled his eyes and flashed to the center of the worship hall.
In the worship hall, under the angel statue, Qianxunji saw the blond old father standing under the angel statue. He was standing with his hands behind his back, not even looking at Qianxunji.
"Are you feeling better, Ji'er?"
Ji... Ji'er? ?
Qianxunji's mouth twitched slightly, and he quickly said, "Old man, can you just call me by my name, Qianxunji."
Qian Daoliu turned his head and said, "Smelly boy, I'm your father, what do you call me?"
"Old man." Qianxunji said nonchalantly.
"You, you're going to piss me off to death." Qian Daoliu said angrily.
"Let's not talk about this for now, just tell me why you asked me to come here." Qianxunji said directly to his face.
Qian Daoliu looked Qian Xunji up and down. The golden hair inherited from his family's excellent genes had turned gray in front of Qian Xunji. His face paled, and his aura was incompatible with the atmosphere of the Angel Temple.
If Qian Daoliu had played Warcraft Continent, he would have taken out the Angel's Holy Sword to punish Qian Xunji. But now, Qian Daoliu simply frowned and asked,
"Ji'er? What's wrong with you? Why can't I sense the aura of the Angel God on you?"
Qian Xunji said, "Nothing else, I just don't want to live a hypocritical life."
Angels are sacred and noble, which is completely inconsistent with Qian Xunji's actions. In Qian Xunji's own memory, the reason he secretly killed Bibi Dong was partly to keep her, and partly because this LSP truly coveted her.
If he was evil, then he should be openly evil. Why hide behind the holy angel?
"It seems Tang Hao's hammer hit you hard." Qian Daoliu looked Qian Xunji up and down. To his surprise, Qian Xunji couldn't see through his son.
After thinking about it, Qian Daoliu didn't dwell on the topic. Qian Xunji's angelic aura had faded, but he was still his son and Xue'er's father. If Qian Daoliu could tolerate Bibi Dong, the murderer of his son, he could naturally tolerate Qian Xunji as well.
"Tang Chen and I are of the same generation. You are my son, and Tang Hao is Tang Chen's grandson. You are at least a generation older than Tang Hao, yet you were severely injured by Tang Hao, a newly promoted Title Douluo. Including you, there are three Title Douluos in the Spirit Hall, one dead, one injured, and one disabled. You have completely disgraced your father." Qian Daoliu said with great regret.
Qian Xunji said, what can I do? The Tang family, from top to bottom, is Miao's biological son. Miao cheated Tang Hao, allowing him to beat a veteran Title Douluo like me and become paralyzed just after he was promoted to a Title. Who can I go to for justice?
However, Qian Xunji was very open-minded. After all, it was Qian Xunji who was embarrassed. What does it have to do with me, Qian Xunji? With his strength, dealing with a rat is as easy as sprinkling water.
"If you lose, you lose. You can win it back next time. A hero isn't judged by a single moment's success or failure. He can laugh now, but he won't be able to laugh in the future. No, he can't laugh now." "After all, the reason Tang Hao was able to step over me was because he sacrificed his wife," Qianxunji said with a wicked smirk.
Qian Daoliu: "..."
"By the way, old man, the Titled Douluo you arranged for the Pope's Palace died and one was disabled in this battle with Tang Hao. Isn't it time you arranged for me to have new Titled Douluos?" Qianxunji suddenly said.
While Qianxunji's strength was sufficient, who would complain about having too few minions? He couldn't just let Qianxunji handle everything in the Pope's Palace himself.
"For example, Golden Crocodile, Xiongshi, Lingluan, Guangling, Qianjun, Jiangmo, any two, I wouldn't be picky."
"You brat, they're honored, your ancestors, equal in status to you, the Pope. How dare you command them? Do you want me to come to your Pope's Palace and do your bidding?" Qian Daoliu said.
"Old man, they have such strength, they should shine for the Spirit Hall. You keep them in the Worship Hall for so long, how can they lay eggs?"
Qian Xunji felt very speechless. Qian Daoliu and the other worshippers were so powerful. In the original novel, they had to wait until Tang San and his friends were already strong to come out and offer experience. Wouldn't it be better to crush Tang San when he was weak?
However, now these worshippers dared to kill Xiao San and Haozi. Qian Xunji was the first to disagree. What are you doing? Haozi is my half-brother, nephew!
"They have a more important mission, which is to worship the Lord God of Angels in the Worship Hall. As for your manpower, I have arranged it for you. Come out."
A blonde girl exuding a fragrance and a man covered in black, wearing a hat and unable to see his face, walked out.
The two were very close, like shadows, and looked like a couple. They should be a couple!
When Qianxunji saw the blonde girl, although her beauty was not as good as Bibi Dong's, she was also of superior beauty. The key was that the two of them looked like a couple, a couple, a couple, a couple. It must be said that Qianxunji's heart was moved!
"Yueguan, Guimei greets the great priest and His Holiness the Pope." Yueguan and Guimei saluted Qianxunji and Qian Daocheng.
"What did you say." Qianxunji almost vomited blood: "Your name is Yueguan?"
"Yes, Your Holiness the Pope, what can I do for you?"
"No, no." Of course, Qianxunji could not say that he almost fell in love with a transvestite just now. His sexual orientation is absolutely normal, absolutely normal!
(End of this chapter)