It had to be said that Qian Daoliu truly was an old fox. Xu Feng had twice gotten right in Qian Xunji's face and laid into him, and had even called Qian Daoliu "Old Qian." Yet Qian Daoliu had not shown the slightest anger. Instead, he had seriously weighed the possibility of a marriage alliance with Xu Feng.
With such composure and shrewdness, it was no wonder he had become one of Spirit Hall's pillars. There was a reason he had reached the rank of Level 99 Limit Douluo.
An ordinary person would probably have torn off all pretense and come to blows long ago, yet Qian Daoliu had forced himself to endure it.
An old fox like him had long since cast aside his own emotions, putting nothing but his interests first.
"Dual Godhood in one household..." Qian Daoliu's eyes burned, and even his breathing quickened a little. "Not only is this kid a monstrous genius who has already become a Limit Douluo at such a young age, but he also comes from the mysterious Sea God Island. If Spirit Hall forms a marriage alliance with Sea God Island, we can join forces and become the continent's foremost power, standing unshakable, and gain a young Limit Douluo with limitless potential!"
"This is a very profitable deal!"
In fact, when I think about it, Spirit Hall is the one getting the better end of it, Qian Daoliu calculated. Compared with this kid, the talent Bibi Dong has displayed so far falls far short.
No, I have to tie this kid down tight. I can't let him run away, Qian Daoliu thought. If the kid got dissatisfied, dropped everything, and ran, Qian Daoliu would want to cry but have no tears. After all, the world was vast, and with Xu Feng's background and talent, he could easily find a woman for a marriage alliance. But before that, I still need to test what this kid is made of.
When Xu Feng sensed Qian Daoliu's increasingly fervent gaze, goosebumps rose all over him, and he felt rather creeped out. "Old Qian, can you stop looking at me like that? I came to form a marriage alliance with Bibi Dong, not you. Can you get that straight?" he said, speechless.
Qian Daoliu's expression froze when he heard this. Nothing but garbage ever came out of this kid's mouth; he could leave a person choking with a single remark at any moment. But with the twin advantages of being a Limit Douluo and coming from Sea God Island, such a minor flaw was not so important.
Qian Xunji, standing nearby, was furious again. He forcibly suppressed the fire in his heart, like a powder keg on the verge of exploding. Don't get angry, don't get angry, he repeated silently, forcing all the anger out of himself.
Golden Crocodile Douluo was dumbstruck. He had not expected the kid to speak and act without the slightest restraint. He was far too difficult to handle. Golden Crocodile Douluo realized that since meeting him, he had been shocked more times than in the rest of his life put together.
As for Chrysanthemum Ghost Douluo, the two of them had turned their heads away, no longer daring to watch. They were terrified that if they learned too much dirt on the Pope and the Great Enshrined, they would be called to account afterward.
"Xu Feng, how about we go into the Worship Hall and discuss the marriage alliance in detail?" Qian Daoliu asked, changing the subject.
"Good, that suits me perfectly," Xu Feng said. He had come to Spirit Hall to form a marriage alliance with Bibi Dong. If he succeeded, her talent as a Twin Martial Souls possessor would surely earn him a staggering reward.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
The group turned into streaks of light, swept across the sky, and plunged into the Worship Hall.
How magnificent, Xu Feng could not help marveling when he saw the decorations inside the Worship Hall. Spirit Hall was indeed one of the continent's foremost behemoths. Its foundations were not something ordinary minor sects and factions could hope to compare with. Though he appeared somewhat unruly and unrestrained, he did not underestimate Spirit Hall's foundations in the slightest. Aside from Sea God Island, Spirit Hall was the only force with a Godhood Inheritance. Its foundations were far from as simple as outsiders imagined.
As soon as they entered the Worship Hall, they saw a woman standing in its center. She wore a brilliant golden formal gown adorned with gemstones, and her bearing was noble and ethereal, with a touch of elegance in her every movement. Her exquisite face was breathtaking, flawless as a work of art painstakingly carved by the creator. Her eyes shone brilliantly, her fair skin resembled mutton-fat jade, and her slender figure was beyond reproach.
"Teacher, Great Enshrined," the woman said, her melodious voice ringing through the hall.
"Dong'er, this is Xu Feng. He comes from Sea God Island, and he was the one shouting outside just now that he wanted a marriage alliance with you," Qian Xunji said. As the Pope, he was naturally no incompetent fool. On their way back to the Worship Hall, he had already discerned his father's thoughts and plans from the look in his eyes. He had to admit that, aside from his foul mouth, the kid really was the best possible match for a marriage alliance with Spirit Hall. Whether in background or talent and potential, he was the sort one would struggle to find even with a lantern.
At the moment, he had another plan as well: he wanted to see Xu Feng make a fool of himself. After all, the kid had repeatedly gotten the better of him above Spirit Hall, nearly making him lose enough face to last a lifetime.
He knew how charming Bibi Dong was; otherwise, she would not have become Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden. Vigorous young men like Xu Feng would almost always lose their composure and embarrass themselves upon first meeting her, feeling ashamed of their own inadequacy.
He could almost picture it already: the moment Xu Feng saw Bibi Dong, he would surely be so smitten that his head spun. He would be at a loss, his face flushed and his heart pounding, and then he would fall at Bibi Dong's feet.
Hmph.
Kid, I let you get the upper hand just now.
Luckily, I still have Dong'er as my trump card.
Let's see just how flustered you look when you face Dong'er.
A trace of smug anticipation had already appeared on his face. Just thinking about it felt good. He had finally gotten a hold on the kid.
He turned his gaze to Xu Feng's face, only to find, to his surprise, that Xu Feng's expression was perfectly calm. His gaze rested on Dong'er for only a moment before he looked away. He showed no sign of embarrassment or distraction; he was composed and conducted himself properly.
Qian Xunji was somewhat disappointed. His plan to make Xu Feng embarrass himself had fallen through.
Even the trump card Dong'er failed? Qian Xunji was at a loss. He had not expected Xu Feng to be so unruffled, as though he had automatically blocked out Bibi Dong's charm.
After seeing Xu Feng's reaction, Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile Douluo, who stood nearby, looked at him with a trace of approval. The more they saw, the more satisfied they were.
Not only is this man's talent terrifying, but his character is exceptional. His future is limitless, Qian Daoliu praised inwardly. If someone else had become a Limit Douluo in their twenties, they would either have let it go to their head or sunk into the world's many pleasures. But he saw neither of those faults in Xu Feng. Though Xu Feng did not play by the usual rules, he was meticulous beneath his rough exterior.
He had seen many geniuses as brilliant as the sun come to ruin over women, their glorious paths as Soul Masters cut short.
"Xu Feng?" Bibi Dong's gaze fell on him. In fact, she had already noticed Xu Feng clashing in the sky with the Great Enshrined, her teacher, and the others. She had not expected him to be so exceptionally handsome, with an otherworldly bearing and a pure, unclouded air like an immortal descended from heaven.