Qian Daoliu Reduced to a Simp?! Lin Qiu's Terrifying Potential!

Lin Qiu's divine sense was like iron; the golden miniature figure at his brow stepped out and stomped the illusion into smithereens with a single kick.

The fourth trial: Inner Demon.

The inner demon had only just emerged and hadn't even had the chance to speak before it was frightened into dissipation on the spot by the domineering, "I am the only one supreme" aura radiating from Lin Qiu.

The fifth trial...

The sixth trial...

Until the seventh trial concluded.

Lin Qiu remained seated cross-legged in his original spot, not even a wrinkle in his clothes disturbed.

The soul power within his body, under this continuous "supplementing" and the scouring of the Mother Qi of All Things, had broken through the level seventy barrier with the force of a hot knife through butter.

Level seventy-one.

Level seventy-five.

Level seventy-eight.

In the end, it stopped steadily at the threshold of level eighty.

Peak Soul Saint!

He was only one soul ring away from officially stepping into the realm of a Soul Douluo.

"Is that it?"

Lin Qiu stood up, feeling somewhat unsatisfied.

This so-called Trial of the God of Destruction felt to him like playing a game with a max-level character just to clear out the beginner village dungeons.

There was no challenge at all.

Just then, a beam of purple-black light descended from the sky, piercing directly through the roof of the Pope Palace and enveloping Lin Qiu.

That was the God-Bestowed reward.

A bead, black as ink yet swirling with dark golden divine patterns on its surface, floated slowly before him.

The energy contained within this bead was ten times greater than the previous seven trials combined.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for passing the Seven Trials of Destruction (progress: crushing victory).]

[Reward obtained: One God-Bestowed Soul Ring of Destruction Origin.]

[System automatically optimizing...]

[Optimization complete: Removed the hidden controlling will within the divine sense of Destruction, retaining only the pure law energy.]

[Quality upgrade: Starting at one hundred thousand years, capable of automatic growth according to the host's physical endurance limit.]

Listening to the system's prompts, Lin Qiu nodded with satisfaction.

Although this system was usually a bit neurotic, it was quite reliable at critical moments like this.

It actually knew to help him filter out the "private goods" hidden within the divine sense.

"The eighth soul ring has been secured."

Lin Qiu reached out and grasped the bead.

Without any hesitation, he crushed it directly.

Boom!

A torrent of energy, violent to the extreme, instantly surged into his body.

If it were anyone else, absorbing a God-Bestowed Soul Ring of this level—even a Title Douluo—would require extreme caution and even the preparation of various auxiliary medicines.

But Lin Qiu was different.

His Bitter Sea shone with golden light, and the Mother Qi of All Things roamed through his meridians like a divine furnace suppressing the ages, forcibly refining and compressing this violent energy.

Ten minutes later.

A soul ring, red to the point of turning black with dark golden patterns along its edges, rose slowly from beneath his feet.

The aura emitted by this soul ring was actually a few degrees more terrifying than the hundred-thousand-year soul ring on Bibi Dong.

"Level eighty."

Lin Qiu clenched his fists.

Feeling the power within his body capable of tearing mountains apart, a brilliant smile appeared on his face.

"Is this the power of a Soul Douluo?"

"No."

"To be precise, with my current physical strength, even without using soul power, I could probably pin that level ninety-nine Qian Daoliu to the ground and rub his face in the dirt, right?"

Of course, this was just his guess.

Whether he could actually rub him into the dirt or not, he would have to try it to find out.

"Time to head out."

Lin Qiu straightened his clothes and pushed open the heavy doors of the secret chamber.

Outside the Pope Palace.

The sunlight was perfect.

Lin Qiu took a deep breath of fresh air, feeling exceptionally refreshed.

Counting the time, he had been in seclusion for several days now.

"I wonder how that girl Xue'er is doing."

Lin Qiu rubbed his chin.

Previously, in order to complete his mission, he had elevated that little girl Ning Rongrong a bit too high.

"I'll have to go and coax her."

Lin Qiu made up his mind and strode toward the Worship Hall.

Qian Renxue was still in the stage of impersonating Xue Qinghe, but she returned to the Worship Hall every so often to report to Qian Daoliu and cultivate.

As it happened, she was in Martial Soul City these past few days.

Just as he reached the foot of the God Mountain where the Worship Hall was located.

A golden figure descended from the sky without warning, blocking Lin Qiu's path.

The newcomer wore golden robes, his hair and beard completely white; though his face was aged, he was ruddy-complexioned, with skin as delicate as an infant's.

He stood with his hands behind his back, not a single trace of soul power leaking from his body, yet standing there, he seemed like the very incarnation of light, making one feel an urge to bow down and worship.

The Great Elder of Martial Soul Hall.

A ninety-nine-level Peerless Douluo.

Qian Daoliu.

Had it been anyone else, or had this been in the past, they would have been terrified into kneeling and kowtowing upon seeing this titan.

But Lin Qiu merely stopped in his tracks, looking the old man up and down.

"Yo, isn't this Old Man Qian?"

Lin Qiu kept his hands in his pockets, his tone as familiar as if he were greeting a neighbor. "What brings you down the mountain for a stroll today?"

Hearing this form of address, the corners of Qian Daoliu's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

This brat was still as insolent as ever.

If anyone else dared to speak to him like that, they would have long since been purified into ash by holy light.

But facing Lin Qiu...

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath, and his face actually squeezed into an extremely kind, even somewhat ingratiating smile.

"Little Qiu, out of seclusion?"

Qian Daoliu's voice was so gentle it could drip water. "I observe that your aura is restrained and your inner light is glowing; your cultivation must have made great progress, right?"

This attitude was absurdly good.

Even Lin Qiu was stunned for a moment.

Although he was the Holy Son, he was, after all, Bibi Dong's man.

While Qian Daoliu and Bibi Dong maintained a facade of peace, they were at daggers drawn behind the scenes.

In the past, when this old man saw him, while he wouldn't go so far as to attack, he would always maintain a cold, "don't bother me" demeanor.

Did he take the wrong medicine today?

What Lin Qiu didn't know was.

At this very moment, Qian Daoliu was also having a mental breakdown.

Just a few days ago, when Lin Qiu caused such a massive commotion in the plaza, the Angel God Statue inside the Worship Hall had inexplicably begun to tremble.

It wasn't the kind of vibration that signaled a divine manifestation.

It was... fear!

That's right, having served the Angel God for so many years, this was the first time Qian Daoliu had sensed the emotion of terror emanating from the statue.

Immediately following that, a divine oracle descended.

The content of the oracle was simple, yet utterly absurd:

"No matter what that boy named Lin Qiu does, you must go along with him; you must never offend him! If you can make him happy, even if you, the Great Elder, have to fetch his foot-washing water, it would be worth it!"

Qian Daoliu had been dumbfounded at the time.

Lord Angel God, you are a god!

The high and mighty, holy and flawless Angel God!

How come this oracle sounds... so much like a simp?

But an oracle cannot be defied.

Therefore, Qian Daoliu specifically stood guard here today, all to implement the "simp" policy to the letter.

"It's alright, just practicing casually."

Although Lin Qiu felt the old man was a bit strange, he couldn't be bothered to look into it. "I'm going to find Xue'er. She's upstairs, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Qian Daoliu nodded repeatedly, stepping aside to clear the path, and even thoughtfully extended a hand in a "please" gesture. "Xue'er is currently praying before the Angel God Statue. If she knew you were coming, she would certainly be very happy."

For this level of service, five stars.