Ling Yun withdrew the Light of Life. The tree-shaped mark on his forehead faded away, but the plants around them continued to radiate the breath of life.
In an environment like this, even taking a breath made one feel light and comfortable all over.
Qian Daoliu looked at Ling Yun with even greater satisfaction. It was all the better that he was a Godhood Inheritor; he would make a perfect match for his granddaughter.
In the future, who could stand against the two gods working together?
At the thought, Qian Daoliu immediately became warm and amiable. "Xiao Yun! You don't mind if I call you that, do you?"
"Of course not! You can call me whatever you like, senior." Ling Yun was caught off guard by his sudden change in attitude and answered instinctively.
"We've been here for quite a while, and I still haven't introduced my grandson and myself. My name is Qian Daoliu. My Soul Power is at level 99. As you've probably guessed, I'm the Angel God's divine envoy—or you could say, a divine servant—and the Great Enshrined of Spirit Hall. This is my granddaughter, Qian Renxue. Her Innate Soul Power is level 20, and she's the person in the Angel lineage most likely to inherit the Angel Godhood."
"You two even have a Martial Soul Fusion Skill. This kind of fate was destined by heaven."
"In my opinion, you two might as well become a couple!"
"Grandpa, what are you saying? He's so young!" Qian Renxue was both embarrassed and annoyed. Her ears burned crimson, and her pretty cheeks puffed up in anger.
She didn't know whether it was from embarrassment or anger.
Qian Daoliu ignored her completely, paying no heed to her feelings. There was nothing she could do about him, so she glared daggers