A shameless person is invincible

"Qian Xunji! Look at the kind of father you've been!"

"The thing I regret most in my life is having you."

"You are simply the disgrace of the Angel Family!"

Qian Daoliu was truly on the verge of being driven mad with rage. Pointing at Qian Xunji's nose, he cursed him out. Back when Qian Xunji had taken Bibi Dong as his disciple, Qian Daoliu had already been somewhat opposed to it.

After all, how could the Angel Temple, and Spirit Hall, which specialized in dealing with evil soul masters, tolerate such an evil martial soul right under their noses?

However, Qian Xunji's reasoning back then had not been entirely without merit. One could not judge whether someone was an evil soul master solely based on their martial soul.

Besides, Bibi Dong's talent had indeed been exceptional, so Qian Daoliu had let him have his way.

Yet he had never expected that one moment of softness back then would lead to such an outcome.

Looking at Qian Xunji, who was utterly hopeless, Qian Daoliu shook his head and let out a sigh.

"Pitiful old me, invincible in the skies all my life."

"Everyone in the world praises my compassion. People call me righteous and affectionate, a man of true great love, one who walks the path of the Angel God."

"But what they do not know is that I gave birth to a beast like you. Violating your own disciple—you are the shame of the world!"

After saying this, Qian Daoliu could no longer suppress his emotions. He hurled the cup in his hand at the silent Qian Xunji.

Qian Xunji did not dodge. Tea trickled down his face, drip by drip.

"Father! I truly like Dong'er."

"And Father, I believe that with my personal charm, I will definitely make Dong'er accept me."

"You... you!"

Looking at Qian Xunji's stubborn expression, Qian Daoliu truly did not know what else to say.

This was fucking ridiculous. How could Qian Xunji be so shameless? Even as his father, Qian Daoliu could not name a single personal quality Qian Xunji possessed that could make anyone fall for him.

Just as the saying went: a tree without bark would surely die, but a person without shame was invincible under heaven.

"Enough. Handle Bibi Dong's matter yourself, but do not let her affect Xue'er."

"Otherwise, I'll hold you accountable!"

Qian Daoliu had no other choice. He could only send Qian Xunji away and keep him out of sight.

After all, ever since Qian Renxue had awakened the Angel martial soul and possessed innate soul power of level twenty, the focus in Qian Daoliu's heart had shifted.

He was no longer trying to save his eldest son as before. Instead, he was preparing to directly nurture his granddaughter—as though he had raised a new account.

Facts proved that when the main account was useless, one had to raise an alternate account.

"Yes, Father. I understand."

"I definitely will not let anything affect Xue'er."

"It is good that you understand. Xue'er has awakened the Six-Winged Angel martial soul and possesses innate soul power of level twenty."

"She has practically already obtained a ticket to godhood."

"In the future, the glory of the Angel God will surely be restored in our hands."

As he spoke of this, Qian Daoliu grew excited. Even Qian Xunji's eyes burst forth with an astonishing light.

No matter how much of a beast Qian Xunji was, his loyalty to the Angel God had never changed.

The Qian Family had guarded the Angel Temple for generations precisely so that the Angel God could become great once more.

"By the way, aren't Xue'er and that brat about to hunt for soul rings?"

"How about I take them, Father?"

After thinking it over briefly, Qian Xunji also realized the issue. The two of them indeed ought to obtain soul rings.

"Look at you, calling him a brat all day long."

"That child Lin Mo is quite good too. A Light Phoenix martial soul, innate full soul power—his talent is even somewhat better than yours."

Qian Xunji curled his lip and did not reply, but he was clearly dissatisfied with Lin Mo. After all, no father would feel comfortable watching his daughter spend every day being lovey-dovey with a little boy.

"You need not worry about their soul rings."

"When the time comes, the Second Priest will take them."

Qian Xunji nodded. He knew his second uncle's strength well—a level ninety-eight Super Douluo who had beaten him the hardest when he was young.

Qian Xunji did not exchange any further pleasantries. He turned and left the room. Just as he opened the door, Qian Daoliu's voice came from behind him.

"Remember what I said. Handle things properly with Bibi Dong. At the very least, things must look acceptable on the surface."

"Yes, Father."

"So, Lin Mo, you're not going with me to hunt for soul rings?"

Qian Renxue's lips were pouted high as she sat beside Lin Mo. Learning that Lin Mo did not want to obtain his soul ring immediately, Qian Renxue was somewhat unhappy.

Lin Mo sat at the desk, continuously flipping through ancient books, while Qian Renxue's big, sparkling eyes were filled with curiosity.

"The age limit of a soul ring is related to one's physical strength, and it may even be related to mental strength."

"If I want to challenge a higher age limit, I naturally need to temper my body first."

"Ah? So that's how it is."

"Then I want to be like Brother Lin Mo and train my body before obtaining a soul ring."

"Would that mean I could make my first soul ring a thousand-year one?"

Lin Mo's hand abruptly stopped turning the pages. He swiftly spun around, looking at Qian Renxue in delighted surprise.

"Damn, Little Xue'er. Now that you mention it, you actually might be able to do it."

Lin Mo's little hand vigorously ruffled Qian Renxue's head, messing up her hairstyle entirely.

"Ah? I really can?"

"There's a pretty high chance."

In truth, Lin Mo's physical strength was already quite high. After all, when he was young, he had trained under the Second Worship, Golden Crocodile Douluo.

Ever since childhood, he had constantly soaked in medicinal baths and consumed spiritual medicines. On top of that, he cultivated the Golden Body Forging Method unique to the Golden Crocodile family.

Who was Golden Crocodile Douluo? The foremost figure of the Golden Family, a supreme powerhouse who could single-handedly challenge a hundred-thousand-year soul beast upon first entering Rank 90.

Moreover, it was said that the hundred-thousand-year soul beast had been the most elite Golden Crocodile Emperor. To be able to kill it alone—one could hardly imagine just how powerful that person had been.

Golden Crocodile Douluo excelled most at body-forging techniques. Across the entire Douluo Continent, the only force that could possibly rival Golden Crocodile Douluo in strength was likely the Clear Sky Sect.

No exaggeration, no slander—the Clear Sky Sect's body-forging techniques could not be inferior either. After all, Tang Chen and Tang Hao had already proven that with their strength.

But Qian Renxue was even more special. After all, she was innately Rank 20, so she could completely absorb her first soul ring according to the standard for an ordinary second soul ring.

That meant at least an eight-hundred-year limit. Thanks to Lin Mo, although Qian Renxue's body-forging training as a child had not been as intense as Lin Mo's—

she had still trained to some extent, at the very least.

Therefore, an eight-hundred-year first soul ring followed directly by a thousand-year second soul ring was not impossible.

And the odds of success were remarkably high. It could even be said that it was nearly guaranteed.

"Lin Mo, Xue'er, this old man has come to take you to obtain your soul rings."

Golden Crocodile Douluo pushed open the study door and strode inside. Seeing Lin Mo and Qian Renxue discussing their studies, he was greatly pleased.

"Grandpa Golden Crocodile, I missed you so much."

The moment Qian Renxue saw that it was Golden Crocodile Douluo, she immediately rose from her chair, ran over, and threw herself into his arms, endlessly acting cute.

"Alright, alright. Our Xue'er is the best. Today, you're going to obtain your soul ring and become a proper soul master. Are you happy?"

"Grandpa Golden Crocodile."

"Mm, Lin Mo seems quite spirited today as well."

Golden Crocodile Douluo gave Lin Mo a brief appraisal. Lin Mo's presence was particularly imposing today, perhaps because he had only just awakened his martial soul.

"No, Grandpa Golden Crocodile. Can we obtain our soul rings a little later?"

"I want to forge my body together with Brother Lin Mo, then challenge a soul ring with a higher age limit."