A Conversation with Qian Daoliu

"Hiss!" Feeling the pain at his waist, Ling Yuxuan sucked in a sharp breath.

"Tell me, Little Rascal! Where did you learn such things? Did you sneak off behind my back and get involved with other girls?!"

There was a trace of grievance in Qian Renxue's voice when she said that.

Naturally, Ling Yuxuan could hear the grievance in Qian Renxue's tone, but he couldn't exactly say he had learned it from action films in his previous life!

Even if he had never eaten pork, hadn't he at least seen pigs run?

Ling Yuxuan pulled Qian Renxue back into his arms.

Staring into her eyes, he said solemnly,

"Rest assured, Xue'er Sister. In my heart, you will always be the most important one. How could those girls outside possibly compare to my Xue'er Sister? Besides, Xue'er Sister, that was my first kiss, and you stole it just like that. Shouldn't you compensate me a little?"

Qian Renxue's face flushed crimson. This Little Rascal—if that was his first kiss, wasn't it hers too?

The more Qian Renxue thought about it, the angrier she became. She placed her hand on Ling Yuxuan's waist again, but sensing danger, Ling Yuxuan swiftly grabbed both her little hands in his own.

Qian Renxue cried out,

"Xiao Xuan, let me go!"

Qian Renxue kept struggling, trying to break free from Ling Yuxuan's embrace. But he held her far too tightly, and she simply could not escape. If she summoned her martial soul at such close range, she was afraid of hurting Ling Yuxuan.

"Don't move yet, Xue'er Sister. Let me collect some compensation!"

Before Qian Renxue's widened eyes, Ling Yuxuan kissed her red lips once more.

Qian Renxue closed her eyes as well. Resistance was futile. Fine, she would let this little fellow have his way just once!

The next morning.

Early in the morning, Ling Yuxuan went to the Worship Hall to find Qian Daoliu.

Ling Yuxuan bowed to Qian Daoliu.

"Grandpa Qian, I've broken through to rank fifty."

Sensing the aura emanating from Ling Yuxuan's body, Qian Daoliu nodded in satisfaction.

This aura was indeed that of rank fifty.

The child he had rescued back then had grown up in the blink of an eye.

But seeing that Ling Yuxuan seemed to have something to say, yet hesitated to speak, Qian Daoliu asked,

"Xiao Xuan, did you come to find me this time to hunt a soul beast?"

Ling Yuxuan shook his head and slowly said,

"Grandpa Qian, I may be leaving."

Qian Daoliu was greatly puzzled upon hearing this. Ling Yuxuan had not suffered any bullying in Spirit Hall over the years, nor had he encountered anything troubling. Why would he suddenly leave?

"Xiao Xuan, did something happen?"

"Yes, Grandpa Qian. Spirit Hall worships the Angel God, and as the Angel God's Grand High Priest, you should know about god trials, right?"

Qian Daoliu's pupils suddenly contracted at Ling Yuxuan's words. He had never told Ling Yuxuan about such things, and only a very small number of people knew that he was the Angel God's Grand High Priest.

A thought surfaced in Qian Daoliu's heart.

"Yes, Grandpa Qian. Just as you suspect, when I broke through to rank fifty yesterday, my god trial descended as well."

"Then, Xiao Xuan, is your trial an Eight Trial, or...?"

Though Qian Daoliu had already formed a guess, he still found it difficult to believe.

"Grandpa Qian, my god trial is the Judgment Nine Trials bestowed by the Judgment God King. Complete all nine trials, and I can become a god at rank one hundred!"

"Then after you leave this time, will you come back?"

Qian Daoliu was somewhat worried. He feared that after receiving a god trial, Ling Yuxuan would no longer think much of Spirit Hall. Spirit Hall might be considered a dominant force on the continent, but in the eyes of gods, it was merely a slightly larger ant.

"I will. My home is here. Xue'er Sister and Grandpa Qian are here too, so how could I not return?

"There is also something else, Grandpa Qian. It concerns Xue'er Sister."

"Oh? It concerns Xue'er?"

"Yes. Grandpa Qian, you know that with Xue'er Sister's talent, once she begins a god trial, at minimum it will be an Eight Trial. I asked the Judgment God King—given Xue'er Sister's talent, becoming a god is inevitable."

Ling Yuxuan obviously could not tell Qian Daoliu that he had read the script, so he could only make up a serious-sounding lie.

Qian Daoliu was deeply shaken by Ling Yuxuan's words. Had Xiao Xue been the person the Angel Clan had been waiting for all along?

Qian Daoliu trembled as he spoke,

"Xiao Xuan, did you just say that Xue'er will definitely become a god?"

Ling Yuxuan nodded with certainty.

"Two gods gathered together, two gods gathered together! Heaven blesses Spirit Hall! Xiao Xuan, Spirit Hall's future will be entrusted to you and Xiao Xue."

"Grandpa Qian, listen to me first. Once Xue'er Sister completes the first eight Angel God Trials and the ninth trial descends, as the Grand High Priest, your fate will be..."

Ling Yuxuan did not say the final two words, but Qian Daoliu slowly uttered them himself.

"Sacrifice."

Qian Daoliu shook his head with a gentle smile, his face full of acceptance.

"Xiao Xuan, your Grandpa Qian has lived for over a hundred years. I've long since come to terms with things. What is there left for me to let go of? My only regret may be that I never had another proper spar with my old rival, to show off in front of him."

"Grandpa Qian, once I become a god—so long as I become a god—I can help Xue'er Sister open the gates of the Angel God Temple. Then you won't need to sacrifice yourself."

Qian Daoliu was stunned by Ling Yuxuan's words. After all, if one could live properly, how many people would truly be willing to die?

"Xiao Xuan, you haven't told Xue'er about this, have you?"

"No. If Xue'er Sister learned of it, she might not even be willing to begin the god trial. I also didn't tell Xue'er Sister in advance that I was leaving this time. I'll have to ask you to cover for me with Xue'er Sister. I should go now."

Ling Yuxuan handed a bracelet to Qian Daoliu.

"Grandpa Qian, keep this safe. Wherever this bracelet is, that is where I will appear when I return next time."

As soon as he finished speaking, the mark on Ling Yuxuan's forehead flashed, and he instantly vanished before Qian Daoliu.