Golden Crocodile Douluo's Plans for a Disciple's Wife

"True enough. If it were anyone but this old man, with the way you left everything alone for half a year, they would have stripped your actual Pope authority long ago."

Golden Crocodile Douluo looked rather pleased with himself.

"Yes, yes. It was all thanks to your hard work, Elder." Pei An readily agreed.

What Golden Crocodile Douluo said was actually somewhat exaggerated.

Half a year was not enough time to sideline him.

Before Pei An went to the City of Slaughter, he had already arranged most of the matters in the hall.

Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, Lingyuan Douluo, and the others were all his trusted subordinates.

Unless Qian Daoliu emerged from seclusion again, no one in Spirit Hall had the ability to sideline him.

But Pei An would not say that aloud.

Golden Crocodile Douluo had devoted himself to handling affairs for half a year. It was fine to agree with him a few times and make the old man happy.

At Golden Crocodile Douluo's level, there was little that he lacked. Providing him with emotional value was already an excellent reward.

Pei An could actually have allowed Chrysanthemum Douluo or Lingyuan Douluo to act on his behalf.

However, although the two were Title Douluo, their standing was still slightly lacking. Their deterrent power was insufficient, and some people would inevitably get ideas.

Only Golden Crocodile Douluo, a peak Douluo publicly known to be Rank 98, possessed sufficient authority and strength to intimidate others.

After indulging in his pride for a moment, Golden Crocodile Douluo turned his gaze back to Pei An.

"How did it feel coming out of that hellhole? Were the records true?"

Though Golden Crocodile Douluo had never been to the City of Slaughter, as the Second Worship, he knew quite a bit about some of its secrets.

Pei An did not answer. He merely cast Bibi Dong a look.

The two of them changed in temperament, and crimson light spread out to cover the entire hall.

Golden Crocodile Douluo felt Divine Slaughter's Domain and nodded slightly.

Looking at Pei An and Bibi Dong before him, he said in an inscrutable tone, "If those Title Douluo who do not possess even a single domain learned of your situation, I wonder how they would feel."

The two before him had each possessed a domain to begin with. Now, with Divine Slaughter's Domain added, they each had two domains—something others could only dream of.

Pei An in particular had a Life Judgement Domain that was already endlessly versatile.

Now that he had Divine Slaughter's Domain as well, he had become even more unfathomable.

"Teacher, there's actually another piece of good news." Pei An smiled mysteriously.

"Oh?" Golden Crocodile Douluo raised a brow, his interest piqued.

Judging by Pei An's expression, they seemed to have obtained an opportunity even more precious than a domain.

With a thought from Pei An, faint light enveloped the entire room.

He trusted Golden Crocodile Douluo completely, but he could not trust Qian Daoliu completely, even with Qian Renxue involved.

Seeing Pei An's actions, Golden Crocodile Douluo grew even more curious.

"Dong'er." Pei An called softly to Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong understood at once. The crimson greatsword mark on her forehead slowly emerged, revealing its aura.

"This is...!" Golden Crocodile Douluo's pupils contracted sharply as he sensed the aura Bibi Dong released, and he could not help but cry out.

As the Angel God's Second Worship, he was intimately familiar with what was special about this aura.

Divinity. This oppressive feeling was definitely Divinity!

Even though Golden Crocodile Douluo had prepared himself mentally, a storm still erupted in his heart at that moment.

He had never imagined that in merely half a year, Pei An and Bibi Dong would not only return with Divine Slaughter's Domain, but also bring back a Divine Inheritance!

Golden Crocodile Douluo was one of the few people who knew about Pei An's God of Life Inheritance.

In other words, there were now two inheritors of Divine Inheritances standing before him!

For a moment, Golden Crocodile Douluo was somewhat dazed.

The ethereal, elusive Divine Inheritances had actually appeared directly before him—two of them at once—and they belonged to his student and prospective Disciple's Wife?

Seeing Golden Crocodile Douluo's reaction, Pei An could not help but smile.

He did not tell Golden Crocodile Douluo that the God of Life Inheritance on him and the Asura God Inheritance on Bibi Dong were both of a higher rank than the Angel God.

The old man had worshipped the Angel God for a hundred years. It was better not to shatter his faith.

After asking Pei An and Bibi Dong about what had happened in the City of Slaughter, Golden Crocodile Douluo suddenly thought of something. He stood up and pressed Pei An back into his chair.

"Since you, the proper Pope, are back, I'll leave all this stuff to you."

As soon as he spoke, apparently afraid Pei An would exploit his old bones, Golden Crocodile Douluo swiftly fled without a trace.

Pei An was left smiling helplessly.

It seemed his teacher still disliked such things as much as ever.

Well... his hands had been idle for so long. It was time to familiarize himself with political affairs again.

Worship Hall

Qian Daoliu, who was seated before the Angel God statue with his eyes closed in meditation, sensed Golden Crocodile Douluo returning through the hall doors and slowly opened his eyes.

"Golden Crocodile, have you finished handling all those matters?"

There was a hint of gloating in Qian Daoliu's voice, mixed with some surprise.

He knew that Golden Crocodile Douluo had barely returned to Worship Hall during this period because he had been acting as Pope.

Golden Crocodile Douluo curled his lip at the Great Worship, who had offered all sorts of excuses at the crucial moment. "That boy is back, so naturally I handed everything over to him."

"Oh?" Qian Daoliu raised a brow upon hearing this.

He had been cultivating in seclusion within Worship Hall and did not know that Pei An and Bibi Dong had returned.

"Then the two of them should both have obtained Divine Slaughter's Domain, right?"

"Yes." Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded, but did not mention that Bibi Dong had obtained the Asura God Inheritance.

Golden Crocodile Douluo was naturally devout toward the Angel God and respectful toward Qian Daoliu.

But respect was one thing. Golden Crocodile Douluo did not wish for Qian Daoliu to learn that Bibi Dong had obtained a Divine Inheritance.

He could not guarantee what Qian Daoliu's attitude would be after learning of it.

Two inheritors of Divine Inheritances would certainly be a good thing for Spirit Hall, but not necessarily for the Qian Family.

After all, Pei An and Bibi Dong were not members of the Qian Family.

Qian Daoliu had always suspected that Pei An possessed a Divine Throne Inheritance. If he also learned that Bibi Dong possessed one, he might act to protect the Qian Family's rule over Spirit Hall.

Although Golden Crocodile Douluo believed Qian Daoliu was not that kind of person, he did not wish to gamble.

He regarded Pei An as his own son and would never allow him to be endangered because of himself.

Though he and Qian Daoliu were now at the same level, Qian Daoliu had entered this realm many years ago and could also draw upon the Angel God's power. Golden Crocodile Douluo might not be able to stop him.

Qian Daoliu did not notice that Golden Crocodile Douluo was hiding something from him. Upon hearing that Pei An had returned, he merely nodded slightly.

Another person, however, was extremely excited.

"Grandpa Golden Crocodile, Brother Pei is back?!"

Qian Renxue, dressed in white Brocade Robes, came hurrying over on her short legs, her little face full of excitement.

She had not seen Brother Pei for half a year and missed him terribly.

After receiving Golden Crocodile Douluo's confirmation, Girl raced toward the Pope's Palace, wishing she could grow two pairs of wings on her back.

Golden Crocodile Douluo watched Qian Renxue's small departing figure, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.

Xue'er seemed to have the potential to become his Disciple's Wife as well...

Qian Daoliu, seated cross-legged on a meditation cushion, frowned slightly.

He had the distinct feeling that someone was harboring bad intentions.