"So, Xunji!" Qian Wushuang ignored Qian Daoliu's slight temper. "You gave birth to two good children."
"I'd say, the future of our Spirit Hall..." His gaze swept over Qian Daoliu, Qian Xunji, and the six Consecrated Elders.
He shook his head slightly. "Whether our Spirit Hall can rise to even greater heights in the future will depend on these two siblings!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo beside them came back to his senses, his old eyes blazing with a fire called fanaticism.
"So that's how it is, Senior Wushuang. Since Xiao Heng's Martial Soul has this heaven-defying ability to resurrect the dead..."
"Doesn't that mean that, as long as Xiao Heng is willing, he could take a stroll through the Hall of Douluo and bring those seniors back..."
"No!" Before Golden Crocodile Douluo could finish, Qian Wushuang cut him off mercilessly.
He shook his head helplessly, directly extinguishing everyone's mad thoughts of resurrecting Peerless Douluos in batches.
Back then, he seemed to have had the same idea. He had even wanted to form an army of Peerless Douluos.
"Although Xiao Heng's Martial Soul ability is heaven-defying and can resurrect the dead, its restrictions are also extremely severe."
"The number of people he can resurrect is tied to his Soul Power Level. In other words, even if he cultivates to become a Ninety-Ninth Rank Peerless Douluo, he can resurrect no more than nine people!"
"Moreover, the prerequisite for resurrection is that the corpse and bones must be intact."
"If there were no restrictions, with such an ability, our Spirit Hall could dominate the continent tomorrow!"
Upon hearing those two restrictions, everyone felt somewhat disappointed, but they also found them reasonable.
The more powerful an ability was, the greater its restrictions would be.
Even so, the strategic value of the Death Angel Martial Soul had already far surpassed that of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul!
No matter how powerful the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul was, it merely possessed the three attributes of holiness, light, and fire.
It was naturally effective against evil Martial Souls, but it was only an exceptionally powerful super soldier.
But what about the Death Angel Martial Soul? Not only did it possess the dual attributes of death and Destruction, it was a genuine resurrection token!
Once Xiao Heng became a Title Douluo, one person would represent the combat strength of ten Title Douluos. Just thinking about it was terrifying!
"Gasp—" Qian Xunji sucked in a breath. "Xiao Heng's first Martial Soul is already this heaven-defying."
"Then wouldn't his second Martial Soul, the Life Angel, have an equally terrifying ability?!"
Just as everyone was immersed in imagining that beautiful future, Qian Daoliu snorted coldly.
"Such an important secret, one enough to overturn the entire continent's current balance of power, and these two little ancestors actually dared to hide it from all of us?!"
"They even did it secretly themselves. We've spoiled them too much. They're completely lawless!"
"If I catch them right now, I'll beat their butts until they bloom!"
Meanwhile, in a dark corner.
Qian Renheng, who was hiding there with his ears perked up to eavesdrop and enjoy the show, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
Although he was too far away to hear exactly what they were saying.
His keen instincts were frantically warning him.
"Something's wrong, there's killing intent!" Qian Renheng's heart skipped a beat as he inwardly cried out in alarm. This old man is planning to settle scores afterward!
Of the thirty-six stratagems, fleeing was best.
He immediately grabbed Qian Renxue's arm. "Xiao Xue, run! This old man is probably going to settle scores afterward!"
The two siblings hunched over, their movements incredibly practiced, like two guilty little kittens caught stealing.
They tried to slip away along the edge of the plaza.
But in front of a Ninety-Ninth Rank Peerless Douluo, playing hide-and-seek was like showing off an axe before a master carpenter!
They had barely gone ten meters when Qian Daoliu drifted down behind them like Gui Mei.
"You two little ancestors, it's the middle of the night and you're not sleeping. Where are you trying to wander off to?!"
At some unknown moment, Qian Daoliu had already teleported behind them.
Like an eagle snatching chicks, he grabbed one in each hand. It happened so suddenly that they did not even have room to struggle.
Like a kitten lifted by the scruff of his neck, Qian Renheng stiffly turned his head and met Qian Daoliu's old face, as still as an ancient well and radiating bone-chilling cold.
He could only force out an awkward fake smile and said brightly, "Good morning, Grandfather? Have you eaten?"
"What a coincidence. I didn't expect that, so late at night, we'd run into you taking a walk here."
"Hahahaha, I was wondering why the moon was so round tonight. If there's nothing else, my sister and I will head back to sleep first?"
"It is quite a coincidence!" Qian Daoliu's expression was stern enough to scrape off two ounces of frost. "You two are certainly capable!"
"You slipped out in the middle of the night, dug up your Great-Grandfather, and resurrected him, yet you didn't even think to notify me first!"
"You caused such a huge mess. What, is your skin itching? You want a beating?! Tell me, how should I punish you!"
Seeing that disaster was about to befall the siblings, Qian Renxue loyally threw back her head and shouted, "Waaah—Great-Grandfather, save us! He's killing people!"
She practically used all her strength to send a plea for help toward Qian Wushuang in the distance.
"Great-Grandfather! Hurry up and stop Grandfather!"
"You wouldn't want to have just been resurrected, only to see your cutest, most well-behaved great-grandchildren getting beaten, would you!"
"Wuu wuu wuu—Great-Grandfather, save Xiao Xue and my brother! Xiao Xue doesn't want to be beaten, wuu wuu wuu—"
Whoosh—
The moment Qian Renxue finished speaking, Qian Daoliu saw a blur flash before his eyes, and then both his hands were suddenly empty.
An utterly irresistible force had forcibly snatched the two children away from the hands of a Peerless Douluo like him.
"Hahahaha! Of course!"
Qian Wushuang laughed as he returned to his seat and continued enjoying the six Consecrated Elders massaging his shoulders and pounding his back.
His right arm held Qian Renxue, who was pretending to wipe away tears, while his left arm held Qian Renheng, who had survived the disaster.
Like a god descending to earth, he had saved them from a sea of flames, like a guardian deity!
"I would never just stand by and watch my good great-grandchildren, who have rendered unparalleled service to our Spirit Hall, get beaten!"
Having finished protecting his young, Qian Wushuang instantly changed his face.
Just moments ago, he had been a kindly old grandfather. Now, as he looked at Qian Daoliu standing there empty-handed in a daze, his tone carried a trace of menace.
"Liu'er, what were you trying to do to my two great-grandchildren?"
Qian Wushuang narrowed his eyes and sneered repeatedly. "What? Leading six Consecrated Elders to use these old bones of mine as a ball wasn't enough?"
"Your temper has really grown, Qian Daoliu. What, after beating this old man, you want to beat my great-grandchildren too?"
The enormous labels of "defying one's teacher and betraying one's ancestors" and "child abuse" fell from the sky and landed firmly on Qian Daoliu's head.
"Father... I... I..." Qian Daoliu was left somewhat at a loss by Qian Wushuang's unreasonable and shameless argument.
He immediately put on a smile faster than flipping a page and waved his hands repeatedly. "How could that be, Father?"
"What are you saying? How would your son dare make you angry? It's just that children can't be spoiled too much!"
"Didn't you teach your son that way before? I'm only doing this for their own good."
"Think about it. If those two hadn't hidden it from me, we wouldn't have started fighting the moment we met."
"The rules cannot be broken. Proper punishment and education are still necessary, or they'll become completely lawless." Qian Daoliu tried to save face through reason.
"Rules? Punishment?" Heh, didn't he know that the older someone was, the less reasonable they became?
Qian Wushuang widened his eyes. "Here, my rules are the rules. Even if these two little ones committed an error greater than the heavens, it should be this old man who punishes them!"
"Who the hell do you think you are? Is there any place for a junior like you to speak here? Shut up!"
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