Old Man, You Know Nothing About Cheaters!

Old man, you know nothing about a cheater!

A mere god-level inheritance is not enough to be feared?

Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Renyu with some surprise.

The earnest advice he had prepared suddenly felt like it could no longer be spoken.

After staring at Qian Renyu for a while, a hint of suspicion appeared in Qian Daoliu's eyes.

Qian Daoliu was very puzzled; he was certain he had never told Qian Renyu or Qian Renxue about the events of the past.

Even regarding Bibi Dong's Rakshasa God inheritance, the only reason he knew was because he resided within the Worship Hall and served as the guardian for the Angel God's successor.

As for Qian Renyu, Qian Daoliu could not fathom through what channel he had learned these secrets.

Realizing that Qian Renyu knew everything about Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu did not intend to continue dwelling on her affairs.

Qian Renyu was already an adult and should have his own style of doing things.

"Fine, since you already know, then your grandfather won't say anything more on these matters."

Qian Daoliu sighed softly.

After a brief moment of reflection, Qian Daoliu's gaze, fixed upon Qian Renyu, did not shift.

"Grandfather, is there anything else you intend to discuss with me?" Qian Renyu asked.

Qian Daoliu pondered for a moment and said: "Regarding what you just said to Bibi Dong and Hu Liena, do you truly intend to enter the Spirit Master Tournament yourself?"

"If it were in the past, your grandfather would not stop you, but you are now the current Pope!"

Qian Renyu smiled faintly: "Grandfather, it is just the finals of a Spirit Master Tournament; it is not enough to warrant me stepping in personally."

"If I were to participate, while they would certainly lose the championship, it would be giving them too much credit!"

Having said this, Qian Renyu paused.

A look of confidence, even greater than before, flickered across his face.

"Although I will not participate myself, the grand champion of this Spirit Master Tournament will definitely belong to our Martial Soul Hall."

"Even if Hu Liena refuses to change her ways, the championship can only be ours, Martial Soul Hall's; no one else can take it away!"

"Besides, you activated your martial soul earlier, and people from the many factions within Martial Soul City must have seen it, not to mention what happened at the city gates earlier."

"If we still cannot secure the championship after all that, then our Martial Soul Hall would truly be disgraced."

"Just as you said, Grandfather, I am the current Pope, and I will not allow such a disgrace to befall Martial Soul Hall!"

Qian Daoliu nodded thoughtfully.

Feeling the absolute confidence radiating from Qian Renyu, he no longer worried about such matters.

"Having such confidence is enough. As for me activating my martial soul, just consider it me standing in your corner!"

"Otherwise, others might not acknowledge a Pope who ascended to the throne at such a young age!"

Qian Renyu wore a faint smile; he could guess most of what Qian Daoliu was thinking and doing.

While chatting, Qian Renyu walked with Qian Daoliu toward the Worship Hall.

Before long, the grandfather and grandson arrived in front of the Worship Hall.

As Qian Daoliu stood before the hall, intending to go inside, he added one more sentence: "Xiaoyu, you are the current Pope, and you can do whatever you wish."

"As long as your grandfather is still alive, I will be your strongest backing. Anyone who does not acknowledge you, I can help you deal with them!"

Qian Renyu did not speak immediately, watching Qian Daoliu say these words with a serious expression.

Deep in his heart, a warm current flowed silently.

Suppressing the warmth, the aura around Qian Renyu began to shift.

In an instant, his sharp edge was fully revealed, standing like a pillar supporting the heavens before the Worship Hall.

"Grandfather, I appreciate your intentions, but since I sit in this position, I do not need others to acknowledge me!"

"Status and recognition are won through slaughter!"

Qian Daoliu remained silent.

He watched Qian Renyu quietly.

Seeing that the child who once grew up under his protection now possessed the stature to stand tall against the world, a gratified smile appeared on his face.

"Good, your grandfather will wait for you to carve out a bright new world!"

"If there is nothing else, I will not leave the Worship Hall again!"

"Although you have your own ideas, remember what I just said: your grandfather is your strongest backing!"

"And a Spirit Master Tournament is nothing more than a small squabble. That Tang San from Shrek Academy is only at level forty-something right now; he is not worth suppressing excessively, as he poses no threat to you!"

"Your focus should be on the Upper Three Sects and the Two Great Empires; they are your true threats!"

Qian Renyu smiled faintly: "Grandfather, all of this is merely a precaution."

"Hmm, handle it as you see fit!" Qian Daoliu nodded. "I shall return now!"

The words fell.

Qian Daoliu walked into the Worship Hall.

Qian Renyu watched as Qian Daoliu entered the Worship Hall.

The smile on his face, which hadn't been too cold at the start, began to shift toward indifference.

Selectively, Qian Renyu let some of Qian Daoliu's instructions go in one ear and out the other.

Normally, a Pope should indeed focus all their attention on the Upper Three Sects and the Two Great Empires.

Only these forces were the stumbling blocks to Martial Soul Hall unifying the continent on the surface.

And only by eliminating these forces could Martial Soul Hall truly reach the pinnacle of the Douluo Continent.

However, just as the world is divided into yin and yang, it naturally has its light and shadow.

Qian Daoliu did not know the true situation regarding Tang San, but Qian Renyu would not be so arrogant as to turn a blind eye to Tang San just because he was now sitting in the position of Pope.

If he were to focus solely on the Upper Three Sects and the Two Great Empires, ultimately allowing Tang San to develop in the shadows, the trouble that would bring would be far greater than any obstacles the Upper Three Sects and the Two Great Empires could create.

Watching Qian Daoliu's back disappear completely, Qian Renyu silently added in his heart: Old man, you truly know nothing about cheaters; it is destined that I cannot allow Tang San to develop as he pleases.

Whispering these thoughts in his heart, Qian Renyu turned his back to the Worship Hall.

The ease and naturalness he had while speaking with the old man vanished, replaced once again by the demeanor and posture required of someone sitting in the Pope's seat.

The terrain of the Worship Hall was relatively high, and from this vantage point in Martial Soul City, one could look out over the streets and alleys of the city.

Above the dome, although the full-form Six-Winged Angel martial soul was gone.

However, there were clearly many people moving about the streets in the city at this moment, still affected by Qian Daoliu activating his martial soul.

Qian Renyu took all of this in, his expression like ten-thousand-year-old ice, unmoved as a mountain, his aura monstrous.

"The old man's commotion has already made the various factions within Martial Soul City aware."

"The next order of business is to arrange the specific details of the grand finals, and it is also time to make deployments for the ultimate championship!"

"As for Tang San, the Divine Throne of Doom and Slaughter still has surprises waiting for him!"

"The championship has nothing to do with him, Tang San!!"