We Have to Get Him

"A head of white hair, and a vertical-eye tattoo on his forehead?"

Gu Rong's expression turned strange. He had indeed seen such a young man. He was not someone overly fond of food, yet ever since tasting the Soft-Boned Rabbit the youth had cooked, he had been unable to forget that flavor.

"What did he do to you? Could there be some misunderstanding?" Gu Rong asked curiously.

Upon hearing Gu Rong's words, Ning Rongrong's eyes widened in disbelief. What did Grandpa Gu mean by that?

"Grandpa Gu, you've seen him?! Did you catch that hateful brat?" Ning Rongrong's heart trembled. She was certain the youth would never truly dare kill her, but for some reason, although that punch had not struck her directly, every time she recalled it, her heart would shudder uncontrollably and her legs would go weak.

"When I came here, I ran into Crown Prince Xue Qinghe and was delayed at his place for a while. The cook then was a white-haired youth, but his talent seemed average, and he looked quite honest. He probably wouldn't dare do anything to you." Gu Rong recalled the situation. Honestly, the food had been so delicious that he had barely paid attention to the cook, but soul power level was practically transparent to Titled Douluo like them. Reaching only level ten at twelve years old was truly nothing remarkable.

"A cook? I don't care, Grandpa Gu. If you see him again, you must bring him back. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's sensing cannot possibly be wrong!" Ning Rongrong said firmly.

Tang San's surname was Tang, and his father was also a Titled Douluo. Although he had not revealed his martial soul, his identity was already obvious. The Clear Sky Sect was also within the Heaven Dou Empire, not particularly far from Seven Treasure City. Naturally, such a powerful force was within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's watchful range.

The time when the once world-renowned Clear Sky Douluo had vanished also matched Tang San's age.

Since the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could not touch the secrets surrounding Tang San, then a youth wandering outside with no faction to rely on was another matter. With two Titled Douluo in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, one of whom was the peak Douluo strongest in attack, even if he were the Snow Night Emperor's cook, he would have to obediently hand himself over.

"Rongrong, are you sure?" The moment Gu Rong heard Ning Rongrong say that the youth could make the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda react, he immediately became alert.

He had originally planned to have Ning Fengzhi step in, but unexpectedly, he had found a breakthrough through Rongrong.

Thinking back now, that youth had been doing everything he could to lower his presence. He must have sensed Gu Rong as well. An opportunity to break through as a peak Douluo had slipped away so easily right before his eyes, and even someone with his temperament could not help feeling some regret.

"I'm sure," Ning Rongrong said firmly.

"Good. I'll handle this once I return." With that, Gu Rong nodded to Flander and Zhao Wuji before flying straight into the sky.

Meanwhile, something similar was happening elsewhere.

As a level ninety-nine Ultimate Douluo and the Angel God's high priest, Qian Daoliu possessed immensely powerful spiritual strength. He quickly found his granddaughter and silently entered Qian Renxue's carriage.

When Qian Daoliu arrived, Qian Renxue was reading. The moment Aila saw him, she was about to bow, but Qian Daoliu stopped her. She then dutifully sealed off her senses.

"Grandfather, why have you come here?" Qian Renxue knew the message she had sent was no trivial matter, but she had thought her grandfather would merely inspect that place. She had not expected him to come to her personally.

"I was afraid you were in danger, so I rushed over immediately." Qian Daoliu found it somewhat strange. Whenever he had secretly come to see his granddaughter in the past, Little Xue would show her true face. Why was she maintaining her disguise this time? Could it be...

"Little Xue, you're injured?! Let Grandfather see!" Qian Daoliu said anxiously.

Seeing how worried Qian Daoliu was, Qian Renxue felt helpless. She had failed to hide it after all. She could only remove her disguise. A ripple-like gleam of light flashed, and Qian Renxue's true form appeared before Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu anxiously examined his granddaughter from head to toe, then easily spotted a mark on her neck that had nearly faded away.

"That was done by that brat! Tang Hao's son certainly has nerve!" Qian Daoliu said furiously.

It was bad enough that Tang Chen had competed with him for Poseisi, but Tang Hao, from the younger generation, had actually dared hurt his granddaughter. It was utterly unforgivable!

"Tang Hao's son? What does this have to do with his son?" Qian Renxue found it baffling. She knew Tang Hao, but what did Tang Hao's son have to do with anything?

"Little Xue, you're still too young. Aside from your... aside from Bibi Dong, the only person who can move freely in and out of that place now is Tang Hao. That youth is so young. The only explanation is that someone is protecting him. If it isn't Bibi Dong, then it can only be Tang Hao."

"The only person Tang Hao, the youngest Titled Douluo, would personally protect is his son," Qian Daoliu said earnestly.

"Grandfather, I think you've got the wrong idea. He definitely isn't Tang Hao's son." Seeing Qian Daoliu's expression, Qian Renxue immediately knew her grandfather had misunderstood, and she explained helplessly.

"Are you sure?" Qian Daoliu had faith in his granddaughter, but if that were not the case, then none of this made sense.

"He has twin martial souls. One of them is an eye, while I haven't seen the other. But when I... fought him, I could feel that my Six-Winged Angel was being suppressed. And he's only level ten now, without even a single soul ring. Grandfather, do you know what that means?" Qian Renxue did not dare tell her grandfather how she had teased the young man, so she glossed over it.

"His Six-Winged Angel can be suppressed at level ten?!" Qian Daoliu was truly shocked this time.

"It isn't suppression in terms of level, but quality." Qian Renxue's face was solemn.

"That means his martial soul was also bestowed by a god, and by a god even stronger than the Angel God. But is there truly a god stronger than the Angel God?" By the end, even Qian Daoliu sounded uncertain.

As the Angel God's high priest, and having once shared a relationship with Poseisi, he naturally knew there were many gods in the God Realm. Yet in his mind, even if other gods existed, the Angel God who represented justice should have been the strongest among them.

But reality was now telling him that an unknown god stronger than the Angel God had appeared, and the proof was the martial soul It had bestowed.

"No. Even if his talent is extraordinary, since he injured you, I will personally kill him, even if it means offending that unknown god." Qian Daoliu displayed the decisiveness of the Worship Hall's Grand Worshipper.

"No, absolutely not! Grandfather!" Seeing that her grandfather was truly determined, Qian Renxue immediately grabbed Qian Daoliu's sleeve.

Seeing Qian Renxue's anxious expression, the indignant Qian Daoliu froze. It seemed his precious little cabbage was about to be taken by a pig.