A Protracted Battle with Huang Quan, Finding Tang San

As a level ninety-nine Limit Douluo, it was all too easy for him to meet his granddaughter.

"Grandfather, why are you here?" Qian Renxue asked in surprise.

"Didn't a tremendously powerful technique appear in Heaven Dou City some time ago? I was worried about you."

Qian Renxue's heart warmed at his words, and her resolve not to become a god grew even firmer.

"Don't worry. I'm on fairly good terms with that person. There's no need to worry so much."

"I see."

After hearing that, Qian Daoliu studied her expression and nodded.

After chatting about family matters for a while longer, Qian Daoliu took his leave. This was hardly a suitable place to talk.

He was waiting for the day his granddaughter became a god so they could have a proper conversation, but he did not know that Qian Renxue no longer intended to become one.

Over the next few days, Tiandou's secondary team continued their matches. After Tang San disappeared, his spot was filled by someone with a lion-type martial soul.

But this time, they no longer had all the opportunities they once did, not to mention that Tang San, their strongest member overall, was gone.

Thus, they naturally lost in the preliminaries. That was normal enough—just a few level-thirty Soul Elders and one low-level Soul Ancestor.

Even if they advanced, they would not have lasted many rounds. It was better to lose early and focus on cultivation.

They could prepare for the Soul Master Tournament five years from now.

At least, that was what Grandmaster thought. In his eyes, without his beloved disciple, these people were nothing more than a scattered heap of sand.

How could a scattered heap of sand win? The Hunt Academy did not have that problem. No matter who it was, everyone who heard