Preparing for Training

Pope's Palace

Qian Daoliu was tirelessly handling State Affairs. Even with the body of a level 99 Peerless Douluo, he found it somewhat taxing. But seeing Spirit Hall flourish under his governance, he no longer felt tired. Level 99 was the limit of his life, so he had placed his hopes on Qian Xunji. He had seen the boy's hard work over the past few months. This was what a member of the Angel Family should be. Once Qian Xunji matured and could stand on his own, he could retire early and enjoy his grandchildren.

For some reason, he had been unable to contact the Angel God Divine Ancestor for decades. In the past, the Divine Ancestor would occasionally send down divine revelations, but now even the Angel Statue had fallen silent. Qian Daoliu could not say what was wrong. As the clan leader of the Angel Clan on Douluo Continent, he held a fanatical faith in the Angel God. Even if asked to die, he would not furrow his brow.

No god had appeared on Douluo Continent for ten thousand years. Qian Daoliu's only hope was to see another Angel God emerge from the Angel Family within his lifetime. Then he would have no regrets in this life. For some reason, the Woman in the sea suddenly came to mind. He wondered how she was doing, but his gaze immediately dimmed as he fell into unknown thoughts.

Qian Xunji entered the Pope's Palace and saw his old man wearing a look of springtime delight, apparently reminiscing about something.

"Cough, cough. Old Man, you're already ancient, and you're still pining for love?" Qian Xunji said with an infuriating grin.

"Bullshit! When was I ever pining for love? You brat, are you asking for a beating?" Qian Daoliu was not embarrassed even after being exposed.

"Why have you come? You never visit without a reason."

"Listen to you. Can't I come see you?" Qian Xunji said.

"Cut it out. Are you going to tell me or not? If not, get out," Qian Daoliu barked.

"Hey, hey, I'll tell you. Father, I've decided to go out and train across the continent. I can't keep living beneath your wings." Qian Xunji's voice was low, yet carried an unquestionable resolve.

"Have you made up your mind?" Qian Daoliu asked.

"Yes. My strength is still too weak. I am not capable of shouldering Spirit Hall's great responsibilities."

"At least you know yourself. Here, take this." Qian Daoliu tossed Qian Xunji a jade token engraved with the image of a Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul. Qian Xunji sensed surging Soul Power within it, as though it contained immense terror.

"Father, this..." Qian Xunji recognized at once that it was no ordinary item. It must have been extremely difficult to make. The material was Heavenly Jade, which was not only exceptionally hard, but could also accelerate cultivation when carried on one's person. It was a rare heavenly treasure. Qian Xunji could not help looking at Qian Daoliu with emotion.

"Don't look at me like that. This jade is for saving your life. It contains the full-force strike of my level 99 Soul Power. Use it carefully. If you encounter danger beyond your control, crush it," Qian Daoliu told Qian Xunji.

"How long do you plan to train this time?"

"I plan to train for ten years," Qian Xunji said calmly.

Qian Daoliu was shocked. By his estimation, two or three years of training would have been enough. He could send Titled Douluo from the Elder Hall to watch over Qian Xunji in secret, letting him fight different Soul Masters across the continent to accumulate real combat experience. Qian Xunji told Qian Daoliu every detail of his plan.

"Nonsense! Places like the City of Slaughter and Sea God Island are extremely dangerous. Aren't you afraid of dying? One careless mistake in those places could cost you your life!" Qian Daoliu demanded.

"Father, without Wind and Rain, how can one see a rainbow? To become a true Strong Person, one must not fear obstacles and danger. Otherwise, if I keep living beneath your wings, how can I grow stronger? That is not the life I want," Qian Xunji said firmly.

The atmosphere between father and son froze for quite a while before Qian Daoliu slowly spoke. "Have you really made up your mind?"

Qian Xunji nodded. Looking at the young man before him, Qian Daoliu seemed to see his younger self—equally dazzling and sharp-edged. Sigh, when people grow old, they become overly cautious. That's true. The life I arranged for him was not what he wanted. He should have his own path. But if anyone dares hurt my son, I, Qian Daoliu, will destroy them. As a Limit Douluo, Qian Daoliu naturally possessed such confidence.

"Very well, then go. The continent has known peace for too long, and some have forgotten the existence of our Angel Clan. You must make the glory of our Angel Clan shine upon this land once more," Qian Daoliu said.

Looking at Qian Daoliu, standing straight-backed and radiating the aura of a Strong Person, Qian Xunji thought, Rest assured, Father. I will not disappoint you, nor will I tarnish your name as a Peerless Douluo.

"Before you leave, go offer incense to the Divine Ancestor of the Qian Family and our ancestral forebears." With that, Qian Daoliu slowly headed toward the Worship Hall. Qian Xunji hurriedly followed.

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