Top-Tier Exotic Soul Beasts, Thousand-Year Dawn Golden Crow and Six-Winged Black Crow.

As an unrivaled Douluo, how sharp was Qian Wushuang's eye? In an instant, his thoughts leaped to other matters.

For ten thousand years, the soul masters of the entire continent had rigidly followed the so-called optimal soul ring configuration of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, absorbing soul rings step by step.

Even if a few soul masters occasionally appeared who could break through that soul ring configuration, they were the rarest of the rare.

For the vast majority, those who crossed that boundary and absorbed soul rings above their level ended up exploding to death, without even bones left behind!

Yet looking at things now, an inconspicuous thing like Whale Glue could actually help soul masters break the iron law standing before them.

As the saying went, one step ahead meant every step ahead—and only the people of Spirit Hall knew this method.

Thus, starting from the first soul ring, Spirit Hall's soul masters had already left everyone else far behind at the starting line.

If this core technique were fully popularized among Spirit Hall's direct-line soul masters...

Would that not mean that in the future, the optimal soul ring configurations of Spirit Hall's Titled Douluo would become: purple purple purple purple? Purple purple purple black? Purple purple black black?!

As for other factions coveting the secret of Spirit Hall's thousand-year first soul ring and trying to force them?

Or their direct-line soul masters encountering danger?

Heh! Spirit Hall was the strongest soul master force on the entire continent, and had been for ten thousand years!

Even with such a great secret in their hands, which faction would dare openly bare its teeth at Spirit Hall? If they dared bare their teeth, Spirit Hall would pull those teeth out!

Everyone said Spirit Hall was overbearing, but Spirit Hall truly had the capital to be overbearing. Who could compare to the foundation they had accumulated over ten thousand years?

At this thought, the anger in Qian Wushuang's heart vanished like smoke, replaced by guilt toward Qian Daoliu.

Liu'er was not gambling Spirit Hall's future on some illusory thousand-year first soul ring.

On the contrary, he was paving a road to the heavens for his great-grandsons, forging an unprecedented soul ring configuration for them!

Qian Wushuang hurriedly strode to Qian Daoliu's side and, in an exceedingly rare show of humility, reached out to help this miserable great contributor up from the ground.

"Liu'er... this was my fault. I misunderstood you. I apologize to you here."

"I've been lying down below for far too long. My thinking has fallen behind. The times have developed too quickly.

"I can't keep up with you young people anymore. I didn't know this Whale Glue had such a miraculous effect."

Qian Daoliu took the opportunity to stand, patting the dirt off his backside while glaring at Qian Wushuang with an extremely resentful pair of eyes.

He was furious inside. For no reason at all, without even giving him a chance to explain.

His old man had said nothing and opened with Angel Avatar plus Angel Descent, using that terrifying killing move to slash at him.

The more he thought about it, the more wronged he felt. He was his biological son! There was no need to be that ruthless, right?!

"Father, tell me the truth. With that stance just now, you really didn't hold back at all. Were you trying to kill me?"

"Father, are you still angry because of what happened yesterday?" Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Wushuang's old face pitifully, his eyes full of accusation.

"Ahem... How could that be!"

"Liu'er, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Am I such a narrow-minded person?"

Qian Wushuang's old face was somewhat embarrassed, and he laughed it off. "You are my Liu'er, someone I am proud of!"

"What I did just now, mm... I merely wanted to scare you a little and teach you a small lesson. Who would have thought..."

"I..." Qian Daoliu was instantly speechless. This was what he called teaching him a small lesson?!

That had been Angel Descent, an ultimate power beyond the scope of a level ninety-nine unrivaled Douluo!

If he had not admitted defeat quickly, had that sword come down, wouldn't they have been setting up his funeral feast on the spot?

No matter what, Qian Daoliu could not smooth out the anger in his heart.

He abruptly gritted his teeth, stiffened his neck, steeled his heart, and blurted out, "Father, this isn't over!"

"When Little Heng digs up my grandfather and revives him in the future too, just you wait. Let's see how I complain to my grandfather about you!"

"Hey?!"

When Qian Wushuang heard this, the ingratiating smile on his face froze. "You brat, you actually dare complain about your old man?"

Although Qian Wushuang cursed fiercely, his heart could not help but thump, and all the hairs on his body stood on end.

Once that extraordinarily talented younger brother of his was revived, would his father's revival still be far off?!

He thought of his old father, that majestic, tower-like figure, as well as that cruel method of education back then.

A chill shot from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head!

He clearly remembered that when he had caused trouble back then, the way his old father beat him had been even harsher than how he beat Qian Daoliu.

"Ahem!" Qian Wushuang put away his fierce look, straightened his expression, and solemnly patted Qian Daoliu on the shoulder.

"Liu'er, it was my fault. I apologize to you again. We're all family. If there's something to say, we can talk it out properly."

"Complaining to your grandfather? You mustn't say things that harm unity like that. It affects family harmony."

"Heh!" Qian Daoliu sneered inwardly when he heard this, turning his head aside. Not listening, not listening, a turtle chanting scriptures.

He looked at Qian Renheng in the distance. Although Little Heng had been very lively last night, and also very asking-for-a-beating, and had been a living little devil since childhood who still lacked discipline...

But at that moment, Qian Daoliu felt that Little Heng was not actually so lacking in education, and was even very adorable.

"You just wait, old man. As soon as my grandpa comes back to life, I'm going to complain! I'm going to complain like crazy!"

"It's beastly for a child to hit his elder, but it's only right and proper for a father to hit his child—just like Grandpa hitting you!"

"You hit your child like you're beating a dog. This moment is just like back then, when Grandpa beat you!"

In his memory, his grandfather had been extremely domineering. Back then, he had still been young and had yet to awaken his martial soul.

Grandfather had already been old, but whenever he disciplined his father, it had been exactly like how Qian Daoliu had disciplined Qian Xunji back then—if anything, even more severe!

"All right, all right, Liu'er, let's cut the chatter. We still have proper business to handle." Qian Wushuang hurriedly changed the subject.

"Let's hurry into the mixed zone. We still need to find spirit beasts for these two little ones. Four extremely rare thousand-year spirit beasts won't be easy."

With the misunderstanding cleared up, although Qian Daoliu still held some resentment in his heart, the two little ones' spirit rings were more important.

The two Peerless Douluo, one in front and one behind, each holding one child in their arms, turned into two streams of light and left the place.

After entering the mixed zone, the surrounding environment became even gloomier and damper. In some places, sunlight could not shine in at all, as if they had entered a ghost realm.

The number of thousand-year spirit beasts began to surge geometrically, and from time to time, they could even sense the aura of ten-thousand-year spirit beasts.

High-level spirit beasts had an extremely strong sense of territory, and the air was filled with the lingering stench of blood left after slaughter.

But before the two Peerless Douluo, those ten-thousand-year spirit beasts that had lorded it over the mixed zone for years all seemed to have encountered their natural predators, tucking their tails between their legs like beaten animals.

An hour later, deep in the mixed zone, they arrived at a small, empty valley that had been flattened by terrifying energy.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Looks like our luck isn't bad." Qian Daoliu held Qian Renxue as he stood on a charred black rock.

His gaze fell on the two rare thousand-year spirit beasts in the valley, drenched in blood from their desperate battle and already on their last breaths, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Hiss—"

Beside him, Qian Wushuang held Qian Renheng in his arms, his eyes burning as he stared ahead and said, "I never thought we would actually run into the Dawn Golden Crow and the Six-Winged Black Crow, two mutant spirit beasts!"