This is My Granddaughter?

The next morning, a large group marched imposingly into Heaven Dou City.

They walked with a swagger, radiating such formidable momentum that they seemed to view the world as nothing more than blades of grass.

And in truth, that was exactly the case.

Four Title Douluo, plus a Soul Emperor of only eight years old—such a luxurious lineup was practically invincible across the entire world.

Qian Renxue gently shook the long hair at her waist, turned to look at Chen Xin, and spoke with a hint of reluctance in her voice.

"Grandpa Sword, are you leaving soon?"

Hearing this, a gentle smile appeared on Chen Xin's face as he nodded slightly.

"Yes, I have completed my mission, and I have no reason to continue following by your side."

"Then can I come to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to visit you in the future?"

After spending this time together, Qian Renxue had grown somewhat fond of this Sword Fanatic, who seemed cold on the surface but provided a sense of security.

"Of course. As long as you do not come with hostility, you are always welcome."

With Chen Xin's words, it meant that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had become a place Qian Renxue could visit at any time.

Listening from the side, Chen Qi couldn't help but think of Ning Rongrong, the apple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's eye. If Qian Renxue were to cross paths with her, he truly wondered what kind of scene would unfold.

The future was becoming increasingly interesting.

Before long, the group arrived outside the imperial palace.

Having completely fulfilled his mission, Chen Xin cupped his hands in farewell before turning and departing.

Qian Daoliu, who had been unable to stop worrying about Qian Renxue while she was in the palace, suddenly sensed a familiar aura.

A flash of pleasant surprise crossed his eyes, and his figure instantly surged out from the room.

In a mere five seconds, he arrived before Qian Renxue.

"Xue'er? It really is you! How did you return so quickly?"

Logically speaking, hunting for suitable soul rings took a long time; after all, one could not simply stumble upon a soul beast that matched one's martial soul.

Seeing this, Qian Renxue proudly lifted her small face and spoke in a crisp voice.

"That is because I have already finished hunting them."

As her words fell, rings of light slowly emerged from within her, circling her feet from the inside out.

Purple, purple, black, red! Red! Red!

The dazzling red light emitted by the three Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts was exceptionally striking under the morning sun, clearly visible for several miles around.

Seeing this, Qian Daoliu's breath hitched sharply. His eyes were filled with disbelief, and he even wondered if he were still dreaming.

"One, two, three... three Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings!! Are you truly Xue'er?"

Three Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings, yet she was only a six-ringed Soul Emperor. Achieving such a feat was unparalleled.

One had to realize that even an ordinary Title Douluo would find it difficult to possess even a single Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring.

These things were truly hard currency!

"This is all thanks to Grandpa Sword. He escorted me the entire way and slew three Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts."

Hearing that it was Chen Xin's doing, the shock in Qian Daoliu's eyes deepened.

Wait, how could you, a level 93 Title Douluo, manage to slay three Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts?

There must be some exaggeration in this!

When will the damn author buff me, Qian Daoliu?

One month later, Martial Soul Hall.

Only one day remained until Qian Daoliu's birthday.

Ever since returning to Martial Soul Hall, Qian Renxue had begun preparing for her grandfather's birthday.

She summoned Pufferfish Douluo, Snake Lance Douluo, Dugu Bo, and others to construct a high platform in an open space within Martial Soul Hall.

The perimeter of the platform was surrounded by various shaped colorful lanterns provided by Chen Qi, their lights flickering with a dreamlike glow in the night.

In the very center of the platform sat a large cake—an edible version that Qian Renxue had only managed to create after consulting the Martial Soul Hall's head chef and failing countless times.

A banner was hung at the very top of the platform, bearing a few large characters written by Qian Renxue herself: Happy Birthday, Grandfather!

"It's Brother Chen Qi!"

Hu Liena, that little fox, was becoming increasingly mature; despite being only a few years old, her figure was already beginning to develop.

However, compared to Qian Renxue, she was still far behind.

She ran over happily from the side, intending to pounce on Chen Qi.

Seeing this, Qian Renxue's expression turned cold. She quickly pulled Chen Qi to her side, causing Hu Liena to pounce on empty air.

"It's you again, Qian Renxue! You're always stopping me from cuddling with Brother Chen Qi!"

Hu Liena's face puffed up in anger. She could see Chen Qi at most three or four times a day, and even then, Qian Renxue always blocked her. It was infuriating!

"I said it already! Chen Qi is my private property, you are not allowed to touch him!"

Hu Liena retorted, refusing to be outdone.

"Brother Chen Qi is not your private property! Your relationship with him is only through your Martial Souls, not as boyfriend and girlfriend!"

Hearing Hu Liena's words, Qian Renxue lost control of her emotions. She pointed at Chen Qi and shouted, "He is my boyfriend!"

As soon as these words left her lips, everyone froze, their faces filled with astonishment.

Chen Qi, in particular, was stunned. What did it mean to be called a boyfriend by a nine-year-old girl? That was definitely not legal.

"How bold! Qian Renxue, who gave you permission to speak to my disciple like that!"

Bibi Dong's figure appeared from the side at just the right moment, and without a second thought, she stood firmly on Hu Liena's side.

Seeing this, the last shred of fantasy Qian Renxue held for Bibi Dong was completely shattered.

She was not worthy of being Qian Renxue's mother.

"Bibi Dong! I challenge you! If you lose, you will step down from the position of Pope. If you win, I will submit to whatever punishment you choose!"

Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with joy upon hearing this. She had not expected Qian Renxue to voluntarily offer to submit to her disposal.

After all, she was only nine years old; compared to a Title Douluo, the gap was simply too vast.

"You must not, Young Mistress!"

The three Title Douluos blocked her path simultaneously.

Qian Renxue shook her head, her tone firm. "Uncles, do not stop me. Today, I will make a clean break with her!"

Inside the Worship Hall, Pufferfish Douluo rushed in, disregarding his image, and spoke urgently to the Grand Elder, who was resting with his eyes closed.

"It's bad! The Young Mistress and Bibi Dong have started fighting!"

Upon hearing that Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong had come to blows, all the elders stood up at once and vanished from the spot.

The moment three blood-red soul rings appeared at Qian Renxue's feet, the expressions of both Hu Liena and Bibi Dong shifted.

They only knew that Qian Renxue had gone to hunt for souls, but they never expected her to return with three 100,000-year soul rings!

These were 100,000-year soul rings! Even Bibi Dong dreamed of such things.

No wonder Qian Renxue dared to propose a duel; this was the source of her confidence.

"Qian Renxue, you have grown so rapidly. Today, I will suppress you right here!"

Bibi Dong's body began to swell, and in a moment, she transformed into her Death Spider Emperor form.

Seeing this, Qian Renxue summoned a massive Holy Sword into her hand.

Today, she would use the light to sever all darkness!

Boom!

Qian Renxue gripped the Holy Sword and slashed fiercely toward Bibi Dong's head.

Bibi Dong immediately spat out spider silk, binding the Holy Sword.

Qian Renxue pulled hard on the blade, only to find she could not break free no matter what she did.

"Eighth Soul Skill: Spider Emperor Clone!"

A clone identical to Bibi Dong appeared behind Qian Renxue, spreading its eight legs, intending to pierce them all into Qian Renxue's body.

Bibi Dong was determined to kill Qian Renxue.

She would never allow the Qian family to possess such powerful combat strength, even if the person in question was her own daughter.

At the critical moment, Chen Qi took action.

In his Ten-Winged Angel state, his Holy Sword pierced through the clone and severed the spider silk controlling Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue landed steadily and stood beside Chen Qi.

Today, they would surely be able to defeat Bibi Dong.

With her clone destroyed, Bibi Dong suffered a backlash. She staggered back a few steps, coughed up a pool of blood, and glared at the two of them with eyes that wished to execute them immediately.

"You... all must die!"

Boom!

Bibi Dong released her Divine Slaughter's Domain. The powerful killing intent instantly destroyed the platform Qian Renxue had painstakingly built, along with the cake she had put so much effort into making.

Everything was ruined.

Boom!

A beam of Angel Holy Light descended from the sky. Bibi Dong's charging Martial Soul Avatar form was instantly beaten back to her original state, and she collapsed to the ground, covered in blood.

The six Grand Elders all stood beside Qian Renxue, watching Bibi Dong, who was courting death, with cold gazes.

Grand Elder Qian Daoliu descended slowly from the air, looking down at Bibi Dong with a frigid voice.

"Get out! If you bully Xue'er again, I will ensure you die without a burial place!"

Bibi Dong was helped away in a disheveled state by Hu Liena.

Qian Renxue looked at the ruined stage, her arms hanging powerlessly at her sides.

It was gone; everything was gone.

Beside her, Qian Daoliu also noticed the scene.

The shattered stage, the cake covered in dirt, and the crooked "Happy Birthday Grandpa" written on the banner.

He immediately understood that Qian Renxue had been preparing for his birthday, but that damned Bibi Dong had destroyed it all.

Had he known this would happen, he shouldn't have held back his strength earlier.

Qian Daoliu walked over to the ruined cake, bent down, picked up a piece covered in dirt with his hand, and placed it into his mouth without a hint of disgust.

"Hmm... the cake is truly delicious. You have a heart, Xue'er."

Seeing that Qian Daoliu did not despise her cake, even eating it despite it having fallen to the ground, Qian Renxue could no longer hold back. She threw herself into Qian Daoliu's arms and began to wail.

"I'm sorry! Grandpa, I failed to give you a perfect birthday!"

Qian Daoliu shook his head gently and spoke in a soft voice.

"As long as it was made by Xue'er, it is the most perfect one!"

Qian Daoliu did not care about birthdays, but as long as it was something prepared by Qian Renxue, he had no choice but to care.

In the end, half of Martial Soul Hall worked together to build a new stage, and everyone celebrated Qian Daoliu's birthday.

Even Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect arrived.

Under the moonlight, they offered their well-wishes to Qian Daoliu and blew out the candles together.