Ye Qingzhou closed his eyes, feeling the life force flowing from the divine light. The power was nourishing his body.
Wrapped in the divine light, he floated above the ground.
Watching Ye Qingzhou encased in the pillar of light, Ye Lingling turned to Ye Shuyuan and asked anxiously,
"Grandpa, could this pillar of light harm Qingzhou?"
She was only an ordinary Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster. Faced with the pillar of light that had pierced the dome and descended from the sky, she was completely powerless and couldn't do a thing.
All she could do was place her hopes in her grandfather, a Titled Douluo.
Ye Shuyuan shook his head, reassuring Ye Lingling. "Don't worry. I can feel that the pillar of light contains an incredibly pure life force."
The power contained within this light—its ultimate purity—was beyond even him, a Titled Douluo.
"But..." Ye Lingling stared at Ye Qingzhou, unsure what to say.
Because she saw an expression of utter bliss on Ye Qingzhou's face.
If the pillar of light were harming him, he wouldn't be enjoying it.
Unless he had some kind of unusual proclivity.
The divine light faded, and the divine power surrounding him vanished into thin air.
With the divine light gone, Ye Qingzhou's feet touched the ground. He opened his eyes and looked around.
A faint, leaf-shaped mark appeared on his forehead.
Ye Qingzhou could never mistake this power. In the Divine Realm, only one person possessed such pure life energy: the God of Life, one of the Five Great God Kings.
He hadn't expected to be chosen by the Goddess of Life.
Brimming with excitement, Ye Qingzhou spoke to Ye Shuyuan, who was still frozen in place. "Grandpa, let's test my Soul Power."
He couldn't wait to find out what his Innate Soul Power was.
Forget Innate Full Soul Power—he guaranteed that, as long as the plane's consciousness didn't restrict him, his innate Soul Power would surpass the limit!
There was nothing like bathing in the divine light of life and receiving the power of a god.
He felt refreshed from head to toe.
Hearing Ye Qingzhou's voice, Ye Shuyuan came back to himself. "All... all right."
He'd lived for most of his life and seen countless Martial Soul Awakenings, but he'd never witnessed anything like his precious grandson's unusual situation.
Ye Shuyuan took a pale blue crystal ball from his Storage Soul Tool and held it out to Ye Qingzhou.
"Hold out both hands and look at your palms..." He broke off halfway and coughed. "Sorry, wrong script."
Ye Lingling and Ye Qingzhou stared at their grandfather strangely.
What nonsense was he talking about now?
Still, Ye Shuyuan's first few words sounded oddly familiar to Ye Qingzhou.
He felt like he'd heard them somewhere before.
Ye Qingzhou stepped out of the hexagram formation, went over to Ye Shuyuan, and placed both hands on the crystal ball.
At once, Ye Qingzhou felt a force inside him being drawn out, slipping away from his body.
The crystal ball absorbed the Soul Power within him and burst into dazzling blue light. Then...
Crack.
The crystal ball made a sound like a mirror shattering. It broke apart.
Just as expected—and somehow, still unexpected.
Looking at the crystal ball lying on the ground, Ye Qingzhou thought, Just how many of these crystal balls have shattered since Douluo fanfiction became a thing?
Ye Shuyuan drew in a sharp breath and was too excited to speak.
The crystal ball had exploded!
What did that mean?
Ordinary crystal balls could only measure Soul Power up to level ten, which was the usual limit for people's Innate Soul Power on the Douluo Continent.
And his grandson had blown one up.
That meant his grandson had Innate Soul Power beyond the limit.
As far as he knew, the only people in history to be born with Innate Soul Power beyond the limit were members of the Qian Family.
That child had also been the likeliest candidate to become the Angel God.
"My grandson has the makings of a god!" Ye Shuyuan blurted out, almost without thinking.
Becoming a god meant what? It meant eternal life.
And with eternal life, there would be no need to worry about the Nine Heart Begonia bloodline being passed down to only one person per generation. That problem would be solved when Ye Qingzhou became a god.
Thinking that the problem that had plagued the Ye Family would finally be resolved, Ye Shuyuan burst into hearty laughter.
It was the first time Ye Lingling and Ye Qingzhou had seen their grandfather so full of energy.
The makings of a god.
The word "god" felt far too distant to Ye Lingling. She didn't even dare to imagine it.
She looked at Ye Qingzhou, her eyes filled with indescribable envy.
At least she wouldn't have to worry about her younger brother dying because of his Martial Soul anymore. Right?
Godhood? Perhaps before today, he wouldn't even have dared to think about it. But now that a god had turned her gaze upon him, he would do whatever it took to solve the problem of the Martial Soul bloodline being passed down to only one person per generation.
This was more than just Ye Qingzhou's wish. It had long been the wish of the entire Ye Family.
Ye Qingzhou asked Ye Shuyuan, "Grandpa, do you have a crystal ball that can test Soul Power up to level twenty?"
His tone was unusually serious. Even Ye Shuyuan had never seen Ye Qingzhou this serious before.
"All right! Forget level twenty—even if you need one for level thirty, forty, or fifty, I have it!"
As he spoke, Ye Shuyuan pulled a level-twenty crystal ball from his robes.
Ye Qingzhou repeated what he'd done before. The crystal ball burst with blinding light that illuminated the entire clinic.
Ye Shuyuan and Ye Lingling hurriedly shielded their eyes with their hands, lest the intense blue light blind them.
This time, the crystal ball didn't crack.
Innate Soul Power beyond the limit—level twenty!
The only level-twenty talent on the Douluo Continent had appeared right before his eyes, in their Ye Family!
Their Ye Family had produced a godly talent!
A godly talent won through the sacrifice of countless ancestors!
With a sudden thump, Ye Shuyuan happily fainted.
"Grandpa!" Seeing Ye Shuyuan collapse, Ye Qingzhou and Ye Lingling hurried to his side and helped him up.
Divine Realm.
God King of Destruction looked at the beauty in his arms and asked, "Xiao Lu, are you really sure?"
The God of Life lay peacefully in the arms of God King of Destruction. She didn't open her eyes, only nodded gently, her voice soft.
"Mm. I've made up my mind. This child meets all my requirements for a successor. What about you, Xiao Zi?"
She and Destruction were husband and wife. If one of them left, the other would have to leave as well.
Destruction spoke. "What else can I do? I'll hurry up and choose a new successor, then pass on my godhood."
"But how can I find a successor worthy of my power of Destruction so easily?"
Even he hadn't expected his wife to find a successor before him.
The God of Life fell silent for a moment. That was true. There were already few people with Martial Souls bearing the attribute of Destruction, and Xiao Zi had his own strict requirements.
It wouldn't be easy to find a suitable successor anytime soon.
One day in the heavens was a year on earth. Who knew how long it would take Xiao Zi to find a successor?
Suddenly, the God of Life thought of a brilliant idea.
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