Atop Mount Wuqiao, Grandfather and Grandson Talk
The Chaos Ice Extreme Demonic Flame Divine Light, a fusion of two attributes that are completely incompatible in people's common sense, was enough for Su He, who was only at the Soul Sage level, to unleash an attack at the Limit Douluo level with the support of the Chaos God Core and the God-tier Soul Bone. Thus, she successfully broke through Qian Daoliu's Light of Judgment and won in this unprecedented and fierce clash.
With a flick of his sleeve, Qian Daoliu donned a brand-new golden robe, though the dust and minor wounds on his limbs indicated that a fierce battle had just taken place.
Su He clasped his hands in a fist salute to Qian Daoliu. This battle was the first time he had faced an opponent at the Limit Douluo level head-on, and he saw many of his own shortcomings as a result.
Su He's self-expectations were never based on horizontal comparisons. He never took pride in surpassing others. As a transmigrator, he also had the title of "System Brother," even though the system itself wasn't very prominent. But that was simply what Su He was supposed to do.
In his opinion, the native "geniuses" of the Douluo Continent were indeed somewhat weak. For example, Yu Tianheng, who was eighteen years old and at level thirty-nine in the Original Work, could be called the most dazzling genius of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, which was indeed somewhat comical.
"Not bad, Xiao He."
Suppressing his shock, Qian Daoliu, in order to maintain the demeanor of an elder, feigned indifference and praised Su He.
"I lost that attack just now. Your Chaos Ice Extreme Demonic Flame Divine Light truly lives up to its reputation as God-tier Soul Bone Soul Bone Skill; its power far surpasses that of Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Ring Soul Skill."
Upon hearing Qian Daoliu's words, Su He was overjoyed, but then the side effects of Fight with Your Back to the Wall kicked in, leaving her feeling somewhat exhausted.
He was already quite proud of himself for being able to fight one-on-one against an extremely powerful individual. There are probably no more than a handful of people in the world who could do that.
"Xiao He, there's no one else here. I have some things on my mind that I'd like to tell you."
With a look of satisfaction on his face, Qian Daoliu spoke slowly.
Upon hearing this, Su He immediately understood Qian Daoliu's meaning. He gestured for the latter to come to the highest peak of the Realm of Destruction, where there was a circular area with a radius of about ten meters. Su He took out a round table and two stools from his Spatial Soul Tool, and after Qian Daoliu down, he sat down facing him.
This mountain has a name: Mount Wuqiao. Its most distinctive feature is its smooth, towering shape that reaches into the clouds. If one were to attempt to climb it, even those below the Soul King level would likely hesitate.
Since Su He absorbed all the Destruction Divine Power in the Realm of Destruction, under the nurturing of attribute-less divine power, some signs of life have actually begun to appear here. At the very edge of the realm, some green plants have sprouted and are gradually growing towards the Lake of Eyelessness.
Su He was unaware that when the Realm of Destruction was created, it actually contained a small amount of the power of the God King of Life. However, because the amount of the God of Life Divine Power was far too small compared to the Destruction Divine Power, the Life Divine Power had been suppressed in the deepest part of the earth for many years until Su He absorbed the Destruction Divine Power, at which point it had a chance to emerge.
Perhaps in a few more years, this place will become a beautiful forest.
"Grandpa, this glass of wine Su He to you."
Su He poured fine wine into two cups, picked up one of them, and solemnly drank it all in one gulp.
"Today, I am almost twenty-one years old, and your support has been indispensable in enabling me to achieve such success at this age."
Qian Daoliu nodded, raised his wine cup, and drank it all in one gulp. As a Divine Envoy, he held himself to extremely high standards. The last time he drank was during the celebration after Mighty Lion Douluo broke through to Level Ninety-Nine. Today, however, he was willing to share a drink with this most dazzling junior of the Spirit Hall.
"Xiao He, my time is running out."
Qian Daoliu's first words struck Su He like a thunderbolt. Did Su He not know? Of course Su He knew the content of the Ninth Trial of the Angel God Trial, but he had never considered that he actually needed to face these things.
"Grandpa, what's wrong...?"
"Let me finish, Xiao He."
Qian Daoliu waved his hand, stopping Su He from asking any more questions, and continued talking.
"Once Xiao Xue completes her Angel's Nine Trials, I will leave this world forever."
"Actually, I have already sensed a certain kind of inheritance that Bibi Dong is undergoing, but every time I try to trace its origins, I am always blocked by a force."
"I know that's the power of God. Someone like me would probably never be able to reach that level in my entire life."
"After I left, my only concern was that the mother and daughter would turn against each other. Back then, it was our Qian Clan who wronged Bibi Dong, so even though Qian Xunji died at her hands, I didn't pursue the matter."
"Therefore, I want to ask you for a favor."
"This matter is extremely important. Whether the Spirit Hall can resolve its internal troubles rests entirely on the shoulders of the two of you."
"You are Su Zhan's grandson, and Xiao Xue's own chosen partner. I trust you completely."
Qian Daoliu recounted his story in detail, revealing many secrets he had never told anyone before, including Qian Renxue. These were things he couldn't say directly to her.
It wasn't that he didn't love Qian Renxue; on the contrary, his love for her as Qian Renxue grandfather even surpassed that for Qian Renxue parents. He simply didn't know how to express his worries.
"Grandpa, you can rest assured."
Su He looked at Qian Daoliu with a firm gaze and made her promise.
"Su He in the Worship Hall, this is my home. If something happens in the family, no one can stand idly by."
"Xue'er and I will completely resolve Bibi Dong's problem. The relevant part was included in Senior Destruction's test of me. We are already over 90% confident."
"With Grandpa leading a group to back us up, we'll be completely confident."
Su He said.
"That puts my mind at ease."
"In the future, Xue'er will inherit the Papal Seat the Spirit Hall, and I want you to serve as the Elder of Judgment of the Spirit Hall."
Qian Daoliu nodded and continued to reveal his hidden thoughts. He actually wanted Su He to fill the position that had been vacant for many years.
The title of Elder of Judgment carries immense weight within the Spirit Hall, a fact few would doubt. The previous Elder of Judgment was none other than Qian Daoliu himself. Since the Spirit Hall's defeat at Sea God Island forty-five years ago, Qian Daoliu retired and went into seclusion at the Worship Hall. The position of Elder of Judgment has remained vacant for a full forty-five years.
The duties of the Elder of Judgment are quite singular: to eliminate the strongest adversaries who oppose the Spirit Hall. While it sounds simple, the weight of responsibility borne by this position is far greater than that of the Pope of the Spirit Hall.
Today, Qian Daoliu is going to pass on this responsibility, which has been vacant for more than forty years, to his grandson-in-law!