Asura and Evil Agree, Top-Tier Seven Trials

Qian Renxue's expression darkened. "That woman... she really had no good intentions!"

Lin Fan spread his hands. "So you see, this isn't betrayal. It's abandoning darkness for the light."

Qian Renxue sneered. "Heh, that mouth of yours could talk the dead back to life."

"You flatter me." Lin Fan cupped his hands with a thick-skinned grin. "Then, about my Angel Trial..."

"I'll take you to see Grandpa tomorrow." Qian Renxue shot him a glance. "But let me make this clear first: if you fail, don't blame me."

Lin Fan was brimming with confidence. "Don't worry. I, Lin Fan, may not be good at anything else, but I'm tough to kill!"

As though he had recalled something, Lin Fan suddenly said to Qian Renxue, "I'm going to meditate for a bit."

Though she did not understand why, Qian Renxue still respected her "little brother." She found a quiet corner for him to sit in. Lin Fan sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and sent his consciousness into the Sea of Consciousness.

Looking up, he saw two marks floating overhead—the Asura God's sword on the left, and the Evil God's balance on the right. Their pressure was overwhelming.

In a corner crouched the timid Eye of Destiny, curled into a ball like a transfer student being bullied.

Lin Fan looked at them, feeling somewhat uneasy.

"Um... you two God Kings, I have a request." Lin Fan spoke tentatively. "I want to take part in the Angel Trial and pick up some rewards. Would that be okay?"

Just now, Lin Fan had only been thinking about the rewards from the Angel God Trial and had not considered what the Twin God Kings thought.

Even though he was only a candidate now, he still had to ask for the Twin God Kings' opinions. If they did not allow it, then it definitely would not work.

The mark of the Asura Sword hummed and trembled, while the Evil Balance swayed from side to side. A silence filled the air that seemed to say, How is this guy's skin thicker than the spatial barrier of the God Realm?

The two Gods exchanged their divine thoughts.

The Asura God's cold voice rang out. "Kid, are you trying to take advantage again? Wasn't the Evil One's Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring enough for you?"

"I'm not taking advantage. I'm making reasonable use of resources!" Lin Fan immediately defended himself. "I want to use the Angel God's rewards to become stronger and start the two God Kings' God Trials sooner."

The Evil God snorted. "You certainly have nice dreams. That Angel God isn't as generous as the Sea God."

"Ahem, ahem. I know, but what if?" Lin Fan looked expectant.

The Twin God Kings fell silent again. Then the Evil God King suddenly spoke. "Fine. Go and give it a try."

They also wanted to see whether the Angel God's trial would give Lin Fan anything. Even the Dragon God had not possessed a Dual God Position back then, so Lin Fan definitely needed to be strengthened.

Neither God had much faith that Lin Fan would succeed. The Evil God was simply looking forward to watching a show.

Hearing this, Lin Fan immediately beamed. "Thank you, you two God Kings!"

"Don't celebrate too soon." The Asura God warned, "The Angel Trial is not simple. If you die, don't expect us to intervene."

That was the truth.

"Don't worry, I'm hard to kill!" Lin Fan patted his chest. "Besides, if I can't even pass the Angel Trial, then there's no chance of inheriting the two God Kings' God Positions."

The Twin God Kings withdrew their divine thoughts, and Lin Fan's consciousness slowly returned to his body. He opened his eyes to find Qian Renxue looking at him with confusion.

"What were you doing just now?" she asked.

Lin Fan smiled. "I discussed it with the two God Kings. They agreed to let me take the Angel Trial."

Just then, Dugu Bo's miserable screams rang out from the main hall.

"Damn, Old Poisonous Creature got beaten up?" Lin Fan's ears perked up. He exchanged a glance with Qian Renxue, and the two rushed back without another word.

The moment they entered the hall, they saw Qian Daoliu pressing one hand against Dugu Bo's head. Holy Light radiated from his entire body, making him look like an oversized lightbulb. Dugu Bo's face had turned green, his whole body was convulsing, and agonized screams kept pouring from his mouth.

Golden Crocodile Douluo stood nearby with an amused expression. "Dugu Bo, bear with it. The Grand Priest is helping you purge your poison."

The Holy Light in Old Master Qian's hand brightened further.

"Aaaahhh—!" Dugu Bo screamed even more miserably.

Lin Fan's scalp tingled as he watched. He muttered quietly, "This detoxification method... why does it look like slaughtering a pig?"

Qian Renxue was speechless. "What do you know? This is called fighting poison with poison... no, fighting poison with light."

"Won't Old Poisonous Creature get 'fought' to death?" Lin Fan swallowed.

"Relax, he won't die." Qian Renxue waved a hand. "He'll be fine after a while."

After some time, when Qian Daoliu withdrew the Holy Light, Dugu Bo was sprawled on the ground twitching, looking exactly like a snake that had been struck by lightning.

Old Master Qian dusted off his sleeves. "Your poison is bound to your cultivation. If I removed it all, you would become useless. I'll clear away the excess first. Come back at this time next year for another purification."

"Thank you, Grand Priest." Dugu Bo grimaced as he climbed to his feet. The back of his clothes was soaked through with sweat, as though he had just been fished out of water.

Lin Fan walked over and poked his shoulder. "Old Poisonous Creature, you screamed even worse than a pig being slaughtered."

"You may return now and bring your granddaughter here." Qian Daoliu continued. "At the very least, your granddaughter should not be like you. She has a chance of being completely cured."

Dugu Bo's expression changed.

If his precious granddaughter had to suffer like that too...

But he said nothing. He nodded to show that he understood, then turned and left the Worship Hall.

"Grandpa..." Qian Renxue stepped forward. "I want Lin Fan to try initiating the Angel Trial."

Her words were shocking.

"Yes, I want to try the Angel Trial." Lin Fan hurriedly added, his face solemn, as if he truly were a devout believer.

Qian Daoliu raised a brow. His gaze swept over Lin Fan before flicking toward his granddaughter. He understood perfectly well—this brat must have talked her into it.

"Are you sure? Will the Gods behind you agree?"

Lin Fan grinned. "We discussed it. No problem."

The marks of the Twin God Kings also appeared on his forehead, indicating their agreement.

"Fine. Since the two God Kings agree, I have nothing to say. But whether the trial can be initiated depends on the Angel God's will. Though I am the Great Priest, I cannot make that decision."

The group entered Douluo Hall. A massive statue stood in the center, its entire body Brilliant Gold. Its six wings were spread wide, and it held aloft an enormous golden sword that pointed straight toward the heavens. The sense of oppression was overwhelming.

There was a similar statue in the Elder Hall of Spirit Hall, but compared with this one, the difference between them was its soul.

That was right. Though the Elder Hall's statue was equally enormous, it lacked a soul. The massive statue before them, however, gave off the feeling of an absolute powerhouse. The golden plaques bearing the titles of hundreds of Titled Douluo lay quietly dormant beneath the suppression of its aura.

Qian Daoliu stood before the statue and respectfully bowed. "I ask the Angel God to bestow a trial."

Lin Fan also bowed respectfully. "I ask the Angel God to bestow a trial."

Three or four minutes passed, but the statue still gave no response.

Just as Lin Fan was about to give up, Golden Flame burst forth from the sword in the statue's hand and descended from above, completely enveloping his body.

Golden Blaze flowed and shifted, revealing seven light screens.

"Top-Tier Seven Trials," Qian Daoliu said calmly.