A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring and Soul Bone Right Off the Bat? And He Wanted to Be Emperor for Fun?

The fear and unease brought on by digging up a grave had vanished along with great-grandfather's revival.

With Great-Grandfather protecting them, even if Father and Grandfather found out and wanted to lay a hand on them,

they would have to weigh whether great-grandfather's fists were hard enough. After all, if they had not dug him up, how could they have revived him?

"Xiao Xue, your vision is too narrow. How vulgar!" Qian Renheng said with a sly grin. "Xiao Xue, watch how your brother handles this!"

Qian Wushuang also cast Qian Renheng an amused look, wondering what this elder brother would ask for.

"Xiao Heng, go ahead. As long as it's something this great-grandfather can do, I can give it to you!"

"Ahem—" Qian Renheng cleared his throat twice. "Great-grandfather, I want a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring. And, well, a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone too!"

"For an Ultimate Douluo like you, with an Undying Body, that shouldn't be difficult, right?"

"This brat opened his mouth and asked for a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring!" Qian Wushuang smiled calmly. Was it difficult for him?

Not in the slightest. Now that he possessed an Undying Body, what dangerous place could he not enter?

A mere Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring and Spirit Bone were nothing more than a convenient errand!

"Fine. It's just a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring and Spirit Bone. Once you can absorb a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring,"

"this great-grandfather will stretch his limbs and take you hunting for a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast!" Qian Wushuang declared confidently.

He did not know how many Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts lived in the Star Dou Forest.

But he knew that the sea held far more Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts than the land. After all, who knew how deep the ocean was?

"Hehe—" Qian Renheng did not stand on ceremony. "Great-grandfather, well, I have Twin Martial Souls. As an Ultimate Douluo, you should know the cultivation method for Twin Martial Souls, right?"

"I want every Soul Ring on my second martial soul to be a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring. What do you think, old man?"

"All of them Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings?" Qian Wushuang was startled. Naturally, he knew the cultivation method for Twin Martial Souls.

Most people only added Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings to their second martial soul, but his great-grandson had gone straight for Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings from the start!

But just imagining it—if every Soul Ring on his great-grandson's second martial soul was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, how powerful would that be?

Qian Wushuang gritted his teeth and said, "Fine! They're only ten Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts. This great-grandfather does not even consider them a challenge!"

Watching her brother's maneuvering from the side, Xiao Xue's jaw had already dropped. So this could be done?

At that moment, Qian Renheng's figure gradually became more imposing in her heart. Her brother was practically a superhero!

Not only could he revive great-grandfather, but he also wanted to make every Soul Ring on his second martial soul a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring!

For some reason, Qian Renxue felt sour inside. Why did she not have Twin Martial Souls? It would have been wonderful if she were as strong as her brother.

"And me! Xiao Xue too!" Qian Renxue said, bouncing excitedly. "Xiao Xue wants whatever Brother has. Xiao Xue doesn't want Gold Soul Coins."

"You'll both have them." Qian Wushuang chuckled. "When you meet the requirements to absorb Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings, great-grandfather will take you both together!"

Looking at the siblings before him, he saw the future of Spirit Hall. Spirit Hall's future was bright indeed!

"Great-grandfather!" Qian Renheng's eyes curved into crescents. "There's one more thing I want, though it may be a little difficult."

"Oh? What is it? Say it! Right now, this great-grandfather is practically invincible!"

"As an Ultimate Douluo with an Undying Body, who in all Douluo Continent can be my opponent? Who could possibly stand against me?"

Qian Wushuang's words overflowed with domineering confidence, his kingly aura practically spilling off the screen.

"Great-grandfather, I have an immature idea. I want to be emperor for a while, just to experience it."

"After all, emperors take turns, and next year it'll be my family's turn. Being Pope is boring. If I'm going to be something, I'll be emperor!"

"Let's crush the two great empires and become emperors ourselves!" Qian Renheng said excitedly. Since he had transmigrated to Douluo Continent, how could he not become emperor at least once?

Besides, Spirit Hall would establish the Spirit Hall Empire in the future anyway and become enemies with the two great empires. His mother could be emperor, so why could he, Qian Renheng, not be one?

"Emperor?" Upon hearing those words, blazing flames ignited in Qian Wushuang's eyes—the flames of fighting spirit!

Back when he had been Pope, his younger brother had still been alive, and Spirit Hall possessed two Ultimate Douluo. They had been invincible beneath the heavens!

He had once entertained such a plan and had even begun preparing to carry it out. But in the end, he never expected—

his younger brother to contract an incurable illness and die young, leaving the plan dead before it could even begin.

"Hahahaha! As expected of my great-grandson, as expected of a descendant of the Qian Clan. You have ambition!"

"That's right. Emperors take turns, and next year it'll be our family's turn. The Xue Clan can be emperors, the Dai Clan can be emperors, so why can't the Qian Clan?"

"See that, Xiao Xue? That's how you ask for rewards!" Qian Renheng said cheerfully. "Make your demands boldly. They might just come true!"

At his words, a gleam flashed through Qian Renxue's eyes. If she made a bold request, it might really come true?

"Brother..." Qian Renxue seemed to gather her courage. "Can Brother give Xiao Xue back her Gold Soul Coins? Xiao Xue can help Brother keep them from now on, okay?"

"Hm? No." Qian Renheng did not even hesitate. "Xiao Xue, you're still too young. The waters run too deep."

"You can't handle it. Leave it to your brother—I can handle it. From now on, remember to hand all your Gold Soul Coins over to Brother for safekeeping."

"Wuwuwu... Bad Brother, bad Brother!" Qian Renxue looked utterly pitiful at his words.

Her brother had seemed so great just moments ago, but now he was simply a great demon king coveting her Gold Soul Coins.

Watching his two amusing great-grandchildren, warmth rose in Qian Wushuang's heart. This beautiful world truly was worth lingering in!

He raised his head toward the Worship Hall. Since Liu'er was not the Pope now, he should be living in the Worship Hall.

A mischievous smile curled across his lips.

"Xiao Heng, Xiao Xue, let's go. How about we head to the Worship Hall and give your grandfather a surprise?"

"I can hardly wait to see the expression on his face when he sees me," Qian Wushuang said teasingly.

Qian Renheng and Qian Renxue exchanged a glance and silently mourned for Qian Daoliu for one second.

Then they followed Qian Wushuang as he swaggered out of the Hall of Douluo.

At the same time, inside the Worship Hall.

"Achoo—"

Qian Daoliu, who had been sitting cross-legged on the floor with his eyes closed in quiet meditation, suddenly sneezed without warning. His eyes snapped open.

What was going on? He was an Ultimate Douluo, immune to heat and cold and free from all illness. How could he sneeze for no reason?

Even stranger, he found that his right eyelid was twitching wildly beyond his control.

"A twitching left eye brings wealth, a twitching right eye brings disaster. Could something bad be about to happen?"

An intense chill rose in Qian Daoliu's heart for no apparent reason. The feeling was like when he had caused trouble in his youth and was about to be beaten by his father.

"Golden Crocodile—"

After a moment, Qian Daoliu truly could not settle down. He turned to Golden Crocodile, who was meditating beside him, and asked:

"What are Xiao Heng and Xiao Xue, those two little troublemakers, doing right now?"

Golden Crocodile awoke and looked at his elder brother in surprise. He was somewhat speechless at that suspicious, paranoid expression.

"Big Brother, stop worrying for nothing. What could they possibly be doing in the middle of the night?"

Golden Crocodile yawned and replied matter-of-factly, "They must be sleeping obediently. Tomorrow morning, you still have to take them hunting for Soul Beasts."

"Mhm, Golden Crocodile, you're right. I was overthinking it."

Qian Daoliu rubbed his wildly twitching eyelid, slowly closed his eyes, and forcibly calmed himself down.

Even if something really happened, how serious could it be? He was an Ultimate Douluo—what could he not handle?!