Inside the Ice God Secret Realm.
Led by Qian Wuyou, the group made their way to the Clan Treasury, where the supplies were stored.
"Little Aunt, these six 90,000-year-old ice-and-fire dual-attribute Soul Bones are ones I picked out especially for the two of you."
As soon as Qian Wuyou finished speaking, he handed the Soul Bones directly to Tianzhen and Wuxie, who stood beside him, their faces filled with emotion.
Soul Bones at the 90,000-year level were already the oldest ones in the inventories of the Heaven Dou Empire and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
He had originally thought that, after all those years of inheritance, the Heaven Dou Empire and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would have at least one or two 100,000-year Soul Bones tucked away as trump cards.
But, damn it, they didn't have a single 100,000-year Soul Bone.
Soul Bones at the 90,000-year level were already the limit for the Heaven Dou Empire and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
To that, Qian Wuyou had one thing to say: if you're weak, train harder.
These two major powers, the Heaven Dou Empire and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, didn't even have a single 100,000-year Soul Bone. What did that mean?
It meant that, after all these years of inheritance, neither the Heaven Dou Empire nor the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had ever hunted a single Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.
To put it another way, among the protectors of the Heaven Dou Empire and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect through the generations, there hadn't been a single Titled Douluo with a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring and Soul Bone.
At that level, Qian Wuyou genuinely didn't know what the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—or, more precisely, Ning Fengzhi—had to be so busy posturing for.
Didn't he know that, in the eyes of the colossal Spirit Hall, he was nothing but a buffoon?
Could it be that Ning Fengzhi didn't know how ugly he was?
While Qian Wuyou silently mocked Ning Fengzhi to himself, Tianzhen and Wuxie beside him were so moved that their eyes had gone red.
"L-Little Wuyou, aren't these Soul Bones a little too old?"
The two sisters, overcome with emotion, called Qian Wuyou by the name he'd had as a child.
They called Qian Wuyou "Clan Leader" out of respect and courtesy toward the head of their clan.
But "Little Wuyou" was the affectionate nickname the two sisters used because they were close to him.
Of course, Qian Wuyou wasn't the only one with a nickname like that. His younger sister, Qian Wulu, naturally had one too: Little Wulu.
Compared with the other clan members, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Tianzhen and Wuxie had watched Qian Wuyou and Qian Wulu grow up.
"All right, all right, Little Aunt! They're only 90,000-year Soul Bones. What's there to get so worked up about..."
"I originally wanted to get a set of 100,000-year Soul Bones for the two of you and my little sister. But unfortunately, the Heaven Dou Empire and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect are too weak. They don't even have a single 100,000-year Soul Bone..."
Qian Wuyou stroked his chin and mocked them without the slightest hesitation.
It wasn't that Qian Wuyou was looking down on the Heaven Dou Empire and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for no reason.
The truth was, these two major powers had been around for many years, yet they couldn't even produce a single 100,000-year Soul Bone.
Weak!
They were just too weak!
So weak it was painful to look at.
"Pfft!"
Qian Wuyou's jab made all the women present burst out laughing.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"
"Big Brother, do you really think 100,000-year Soul Bones are cabbages at the market, there for the taking?"
Qian Wulu pursed her lips and immediately mocked Qian Wuyou.
Even the Angel Family, with its inheritance stretching back tens of thousands of years, had felt the pinch when it gave her big brother a set of 100,000-year Soul Bones. Even Qian Daoliu, that Level 99 Peerless Douluo, had found it painful.
Of course, before she learned the secret of the Grand Pontiff's sacrifice, she'd innocently believed that Qian Daoliu was grooming her big brother to be his successor.
But in the end, it had all been one big scheme.
She wasn't just making wild guesses.
If Qian Daoliu really wanted her big brother to inherit the Angel Godhood, why hadn't he given Qian Wuyou the Angel Soul Bones left behind by the Angel God to absorb?
From the moment Qian Renxue absorbed the Angel Head Soul Bone and went undercover in the Heaven Dou Empire, Qian Daoliu must have already made up his mind.
The only one who could inherit the Angel Godhood was Qian Renxue. It could only ever be Qian Renxue.
As for her big brother, Qian Wuyou?
He was probably just a backup plan.
The best possible outcome was that Qian Renxue failed to inherit the Angel Godhood, and her big brother Qian Wuyou, as the Angel God's Grand Pontiff, wouldn't need to sacrifice himself either.
The problem was that no one could say for sure how godhood worked. Nobody knew whether Qian Renxue would be able to inherit the Angel Godhood in the future.
She didn't dare gamble on such an uncertain future.
If the gamble failed, her big brother Qian Wuyou would be doomed to die in a sacrifice.
Qian Daoliu dared to gamble because he had nothing to lose.
If Qian Renxue inherited the Angel Godhood, that would be the best ending. His own granddaughter would become a god, fulfilling the Angel Family's long-held dream of "producing another Angel God" and allowing Spirit Hall to unite the entire Douluo Continent once and for all.
If Qian Renxue couldn't inherit the Angel Godhood, Qian Daoliu himself still wouldn't lose anything. Instead, he'd gain the strength of two Level 99 Peerless Douluo: Qian Renxue and Qian Wuyou.
No matter how you looked at it, Qian Daoliu came out ahead.
Oh! No, no!
It was Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue, grandfather and granddaughter, who came out ahead either way. Her big brother Qian Wuyou was the only one who lost out.
Just as Qian Wulu was cursing Qian Daoliu for having no respect for his elders, Tianzhen and Wuxie could only smile wryly.
"Little Wuyou, you can't put it that way. How precious and rare are 100,000-year Soul Bones? How could the two of us ever hope to have them?"
"Honestly, Little Aunt is already incredibly lucky to receive Soul Bones at the 90,000-year level."
You know what? She really wasn't wrong!
Yue Guan and Gui Mei had worked tirelessly for Spirit Hall for decades, yet neither of them had ever even been rewarded with a single 10,000-year Soul Bone.
Of course, aside from Yue Guan and Gui Mei, the other Titled elders of the Elder Palace were in the same boat. Elders who received 10,000-year Soul Bones as rewards were few and far between.
For the two sisters to receive three Soul Bones at the 90,000-year level was already an unimaginable reward.
As for 100,000-year Soul Bones? They wouldn't even dare dream of them.
Yue Guan: "Damn it! Stop using me as a punching bag over and over, will you?!"
Gui Mei: "Let's drop this subject. We're all on the same side here!"
All members of the Elder Palace: "Are you still recruiting for the Radical Faction? We could switch sides!"
Under the watchful eyes of Qian Wuyou and Qian Wulu, Tianzhen and Wuxie accepted the Soul Bones and began fusing with them.
It took only a few hours for Tianzhen and Wuxie to finish fusing all the Soul Bones.
Feeling the powerful Soul Power within them, Tianzhen and Wuxie eagerly spoke up.
"Little Wuyou, Little Wulu, after fusing with all the Soul Bones, our Soul Power Level has reached Level 90. We're Titled Douluo now..."
Overcome with joy at breaking through to Level 90 and becoming Titled Douluo, the two sisters forgot all about the Soul Skills of their three 90,000-year Soul Bones.
"Hehe! Little Aunt, congratulations to both of you on breaking through to Level 90 and becoming Titled Douluo..."
Qian Wuyou nodded, happy to see his family grow stronger.
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