Little Angel

"Grandpa, Grandpa, I want to hear it again!"

"Haha... You've already heard it three times. Little Xue, you can probably recite it yourself by now, right?"

"I just like hearing Grandpa tell it. I want to be as amazing as Ancestor too. Hmph!"

"Alright, alright, Grandpa will tell you..."

Qian Daoliu was patiently telling stories to the little golden-haired girl, the smile never leaving his face. Qian Xunji and Radiant Feather Douluo tactfully refrained from interrupting, simply standing quietly at the doorway and waiting.

Watching the heartwarming scene, Little Yu Xi held back his tears and showed an adorable smile on his little face.

Only after the little golden-haired girl had heard the Angel God's story for the fourth time did Radiant Feather Douluo and Qian Xunji step forward. "Father." "Boss." "Little Xue!"

Hearing his call, the little golden-haired girl's eyes immediately lit up again. Turning around, she saw her father and Grandpa Guangling standing at the door. She spread her chubby little arms and pounced toward them.

"Daddy! Grandpa Guangling!"

The soft little golden fluffball landed in his arms, and Qian Xunji's smile deepened. "Good girl, Little Xue. Have you been naughty at your grandpa's place?"

Little Qian Renxue blinked her watery eyes and pouted at Qian Xunji. "Grandpa likes Xue'er very much. Daddy isn't allowed to talk nonsense."

"Alright, alright. Come, say hello to Grandpa Guangling." Qian Xunji picked up the unbelievably, absurdly fucking adorable Little Qian Renxue and settled her properly on his shoulder.

"Hehe... Hello, Uncle Guangling!" Little Qian Renxue raised her pink little face and sweetly called out to Radiant Feather Douluo in a babyish voice.

"Oh my, oh my, Young Miss is such a sweet talker. Pope, you should learn from her. I'm not that old yet." Radiant Feather Douluo burst into laughter. He nearly forgot about Little Yu Xi in his arms as he cheerfully responded to Little Qian Renxue.

Qian Xunji smiled awkwardly. Why did his little padded jacket feel like it was leaking air?

"Waaah..." They might have been happy, but Little Yu Xi was nearly motion-sick in the arms of the laughing Radiant Feather Douluo. He failed to hold onto his milk, and it fell. He reached out, wanting to pick it back up.

"Ah!" Little Qian Renxue stretched out her hand and caught it with some difficulty. When she looked up, her eyes met Little Yu Xi's.

"Here, it's for you." Little Qian Renxue gently handed it back to Little Yu Xi, their two pairs of chubby little hands touching.

Feeling that unmistakably real contact, Little Yu Xi finally believed it completely. Trembling, he held the milky-white cup of milk and shrank back into Radiant Feather Douluo's embrace. As he sucked on it, crystal-clear tears glimmered in his eyes, yet he smiled through them.

It was this first interaction between the two little cuties that made Qian Daoliu notice Little Yu Xi. He took a step forward and came before the four of them.

"Xunji, Fifth, this little child is...?"

"Ah, Father, Fifth Uncle found him in Cold Light Valley..."

Qian Xunji briefly relayed what Radiant Feather Douluo had told him to Qian Daoliu.

After hearing the matter, Qian Daoliu looked at Little Yu Xi with a trace of curiosity. "Born with innate Sacred Aura? It seems only Little Xue had that when she was born..."

As he pondered, he looked over his son again, his gaze holding thirty percent authority, thirty percent suspicion, and forty percent questioning.

"Hey, hey, hey! Father, Bibi Dong has been gone for a year now, and her fate is still unknown. Your son admits that I may have been a little... well, but I'm not so bad that I'd abandon someone after sleeping with her, right?"

Qian Daoliu sighed softly at that. "Xunji, I don't mean to blame you. It's just that girl... You didn't have to use such methods."

"Father, I admit I was a little carried away back then... But didn't you chase me around with the Sky-Measuring Sword, trying to chop me up, and make several hundred laps around the Worship Hall...?"

"But what you did still went against the upright and honorable conduct of our Angel Clan." Qian Daoliu's expression became somewhat stern.

Qian Xunji respected but also felt helpless toward his easygoing yet old-fashioned father. "Father, you're not going to wipe out your own son over her, are you? Don't forget what outrageously rebellious things she said back then!"

"You..." Qian Daoliu shook his head helplessly. "Enough. Let us not speak of this for now. Bibi Dong went alone to such a dangerous place. I'm afraid..."

It'd be best if she just died in there!!

Little Yu Xi screamed inwardly.

The mention of Bibi Dong made him furious. She was a Titled Douluo, yet she rejected a handsome man and fell for that useless piece of trash, Great Corpse Yu Xiaogang, who had no strength, looks, or brains. Sure, everyone was free to have their own preferences, but wasn't this a little too ridiculous?

And she even said she would leave Spirit Hall just to be with that loser? Secret Chamber Douluo, I'm telling you, even if you'd used a soul skill on her back then, I wouldn't have objected in the slightest!

What the hell... Spirit awakening, food, lodging, cultivation resources—she used everything from Spirit Hall, and this was how she repaid them?

Even some bastard next door who had betrayed his master and destroyed his ancestors would give that a perfect six. Mainly because her reason for betraying them, and what she gained from it, were just too fucking stupid!

Little Yu Xi only felt indignant on Spirit Hall's behalf. Having such a brainless, big-breasted Saintess was truly infuriating, yet he could not curse her out now.

That woman's only contribution was probably giving birth to such a Little Angel...

Little Yu Xi raised his gaze again and looked at Little Qian Renxue, who sat on Qian Xunji's shoulder playing with her father's hair. He covered his little head with the milk bottle and closed his eyes.

I don't know why a miracle happened, but since I'm here, I'll definitely cherish this miracle...

Knock, knock, knock.

A somewhat hurried knocking sounded, followed by a rough voice from outside. "Your Holiness the Pope, the... the Saintess has returned."

"Mommy!" Little Qian Renxue beamed with delight. She immediately slid down from her father's shoulder and ran into a room, leaving behind only one sentence.

"Daddy, Grandpa, make Mommy wait just a little while, only a tiny little while!"

At their daughter's and granddaughter's reaction, the Qian father and son both shook their heads helplessly and gave Radiant Feather Douluo a look.

"Fifth Uncle." "Fifth." "She probably doesn't want to see us. We'll leave it to you."

Radiant Feather Douluo's mouth twitched. He handed Little Yu Xi to Qian Daoliu, then muttered, "You're using me as a weapon so openly..."

Very soon, Little Qian Renxue ran out carrying a huge bag of snacks and an abstract drawing, her face filled with a brilliant smile. "Daddy, Grandpa, where's Mommy?"

Qian Xunji smiled awkwardly and said somewhat unnaturally, "Have your Grandpa Guangling take you. Your mommy just got back."

"Mhm, mhm! Grandpa Guangling, I want to see Mommy! Please take Xue'er there!" Little Qian Renxue ran up to Radiant Feather Douluo, blinking her adorable blue eyes, filled with hope and anticipation.

Radiant Feather Douluo sighed inwardly, but he still indulgently patted the little girl's head and lifted her onto his shoulder. "Then come with Grandpa Guangling!"

"That's wonderful! I'm going to see Mommy!" Little Qian Renxue looked overjoyed, smiling sweetly and contentedly. While imagining the beautiful reunion ahead, she carefully checked the snacks and drawing in her hands, as though those items—which could all be bought in Spirit City for less than one Gold Soul Coin—were priceless treasures.

Don't go!!

Little Yu Xi struggled incessantly in Qian Daoliu's arms, making incoherent babbling sounds. Even a little milk splashed out of his bottle.

This little fellow...

Seeing him like this, Qian Daoliu could not resist poking him with a finger. Gentle golden light quietly spread from his fingertip into Little Yu Xi's body as he examined him. Soon, his reaction was much the same as Qian Xunji's, though all the suspicion in his eyes as he looked at his eldest son vanished.

"There truly is no resonance with the bloodline of my Angel Clan... But this Sacred Aura is undoubtedly real."

"Little fellow, just what is your background?"