This Old Man Has an Offline Meet-Up to Attend Later

Upon hearing Chen Xun's words, Qian Daoliu threw back his head and laughed.

"Perhaps you're right."

Qian Daoliu suddenly said.

Chen Xun raised a brow, mildly surprised.

Had this been before, if Chen Xun had spoken of the Angel God like this, Qian Daoliu would likely have flown into a rage on the spot.

Qian Daoliu had long since come to terms with his fate,

so he believed Chen Xun was not wrong.

Chen Xun withdrew the Seven Kill Sword from Qian Daoliu's throat and slowly turned around.

"If you are fortunate enough to meet that lord and gain the qualifications to join the God Domain, you will know whether everything I said is true."

"And you will gain an entirely new understanding of the world."

"Just as that lord said, Becoming a God at Level 100 is merely a starting point. Though you and I stand at the so-called pinnacle of Douluo Continent, we are in truth nothing more than frogs at the bottom of a well."

"Rather than fighting for fame and profit in this backwater corner of the world, it would be better to cultivate diligently and witness a higher realm."

"When the time comes and you look upon this world again, perhaps the Angel God you regard as a God will be nothing more than a slightly stronger human."

With that said,

Chen Xun vanished in a flash.

Qian Daoliu remained where he was, silent and motionless for a long while.

Becoming a God at Level 100 was merely a starting point... frogs at the bottom of a well... the Angel God might only be a slightly stronger human...

Chen Xun's words relentlessly battered Qian Daoliu's mind.

At that moment,

the faith in Qian Daoliu's heart, which had remained unmoved for so long...

wavered.

Chen Xun returned to the ground.

What he had just told Qian Daoliu was not baseless speculation, nor was it the product of his imagination.

In the Myriad Worlds Mall, every item and treasure was marked with its place of origin.

He had personally seen treasures related to the Angel God on the product list.

The Angel God's Godhead, the divine artifact Angel Sacred Sword, the Angel God's Cultivation Method... and many other treasures.

Their prices were somewhat steep for the current Chen Xun. At the very least, he would need several decades, perhaps even over a hundred years, to earn enough Contribution Points to purchase them.

But for Soul Masters,

cultivating to the rank of Titled Douluo within a hundred years was already exceedingly difficult. If one could become a God, then a mere hundred years would pass in the blink of an eye.

In Chen Xun's view,

if something could be bought after spending only a hundred years, how formidable could it really be?

To him now, the Angel God might be an existence far beyond his reach.

But it was certainly not something he would never be able to attain.

A glint of resolve flashed through Chen Xun's eyes.

He, Chen Xun, had been fortunate enough to earn the Realm Master's favor. He would never betray such appreciation.

Earn Contribution Points diligently and join the God Domain as soon as possible!

Prove his strength to the Realm Master!

Just then, a figure flew over on a sword and rushed anxiously before Chen Xun.

"Gr... Grandfather, is that you?"

Chen Xin looked at Chen Xun through tear-blurred eyes, his voice choked with emotion.

Though he had already confirmed the other man's identity, Chen Xin still felt that it was all too dreamlike, too unreal.

Seeing the white hair at Chen Xin's temples, a trace of reminiscence surfaced deep in Chen Xun's eyes. He smiled and sighed.

"Xin'er, who once sat on my shoulders, has grown old too..."

After hearing those words,

an old man nearing a hundred burst into tears, crying like a child.

Such a simple sentence stirred up the emotions Chen Xin had kept buried deep within his heart.

Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong did not disturb Chen Xin, because they knew that over the years, Chen Xin had truly been exhausted, utterly exhausted.

After a while, Yu Yuanzhen suddenly approached. He clasped his hands and gave Chen Xun a slight bow.

"Senior Sword Master, I never expected it truly to be you."

Chen Xun looked at Yu Yuanzhen with mild surprise.

"Oh? You are... that little dragon from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

"Time truly is a killing sword. I never expected you to have reached such an age as well."

Seeing that Chen Xun still remembered him, Yu Yuanzhen was quite excited.

As the clan leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Yuanzhen's personality needed no explanation—he was extraordinarily proud. Even toward Titled Douluo of his own generation, he generally would not spare them a second glance.

But Chen Xun was different.

In terms of seniority alone, Chen Xun was of Yu Yuanzhen's grandfather's generation. By the time Yu Yuanzhen was very young, Chen Xun had already become renowned throughout the continent and earned the title of Sword Master.

Back then, wielding the Seven Kill Sword, Chen Xun had once become the most popular and beloved Titled Douluo on the continent.

Yu Yuanzhen had once regarded Chen Xun as an idol and a goal to pursue.

Naturally, he held Chen Xun in the highest respect.

"Yes. Before my grandfather passed away, he was still thinking of challenging you one more time. Unfortunately... times have changed, and people are no longer the same."

Yu Yuanzhen shook his head and sighed.

"Is that so? What a pity..."

"Your grandfather was also one of the few Soul Masters capable of fighting me."

There was a trace of regret in Chen Xun's tone.

Old friends were like fallen leaves in the wind, drifting away one after another.

Of those who had lived in his era, only Golden Crocodile Douluo remained.

After releasing the pressure and emotions he had accumulated over so many years, Chen Xin finally began asking about Chen Xun's situation.

"Grandfather, did you leave those words on the tombstone?"

Chen Xun nodded and explained.

"Yes. Grandfather was afraid you would lose control of your emotions if you suddenly couldn't find me."

Chen Xin: ...

Chen Xun likely had not expected that the words he had kindly left behind would have the opposite effect.

"By the way, Grandfather, let me introduce someone. This is Ning Fengzhi, the current sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. I currently serve as an elder of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

Chen Xin introduced Ning Fengzhi to Chen Xun.

Ning Fengzhi stepped forward and clasped his hands in salute, speaking respectfully. "Fengzhi has admired Senior Sword Master for a long time. To meet you today is truly Fengzhi's good fortune."

Chen Xun nodded and smiled faintly.

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is quite a good place to settle down."

"It seems that you, Xin'er, have also found your own path."

There were different paths of the sword as well.

The sword path Chen Xin had chosen was the path of protection.

A sword born to protect everything and everyone he held dear.

This kind of sword path might have its upper limit restrained by emotional bonds, but in desperate circumstances, it could often break through its limits and even unleash power far beyond its wielder's own.

Seeing that the moment was right, Ning Fengzhi immediately stated his purpose.

"Senior Sword Master, His Majesty Xue Ye of the Heaven Dou Empire wishes to invite you to the palace for a discussion."

"However, it is already late today. Senior Sword Master may come to my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to rest for the night before making a decision..."

Chen Xin, standing beside them, nodded as well and hurriedly said,

"Yes, Grandfather. Why not come to our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

Chen Xin also had many things he wished to say to Chen Xun, as well as many questions he wanted answered.

For example, how had his grandfather suddenly come back to life?

Having lived for so many years, how could Chen Xun fail to see that Ning Fengzhi and Xue Ye wanted to win him over?

If his sword path had been a protective sword like Chen Xin's, perhaps he truly would have accepted Ning Fengzhi's invitation.

But,

being bound by the constraints of a single faction,

was not his sword.

Besides, he also needed to repay the Realm Master's recognition.

Earn Contribution Points diligently and join the God Domain as soon as possible.

Chen Xun waved a hand and directly refused.

"No need. This old man has been free and unrestrained all his life. If I were suddenly to join some faction, I would instead find it difficult to adapt."

"Besides, this old man has already arranged to meet an expert offline..."