Cultivating One's Character and Temperament
Qian Daoliu waved his hand and said, "It's true that you should focus on cultivation now, but as I just said, I spend my days planting flowers and tending to grass in the Worship Hall. Since I have nothing to do, I can help you take care of the children."
"Moreover, my Qian Family has always been a single-lineage family, and my grandfather also hoped to see the Angel Martial Soul be passed down in his lifetime. After all, I am already over a hundred years old, and I may pass away one day. Now, this is the only wish I have left."
Qian Daoliu spoke softly, glancing at Qian Renxue without revealing his thoughts. As Divine Envoy, he needed to open the door to godhood for Qian Renxue at the last moment.
So before that, it would be good to enjoy some family time.
"Grandpa, you're joking. Looking at your current physical condition, you could easily live another one or two hundred years." Jun Xuehan smiled, not responding to Qian Daoliu's words.
"That's right, Grandpa, you're Limit Douluo, how could you pass away so easily?" Qian Renxue nodded in agreement.
Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu smiled and said, "Even though Limit Douluo has surpassed the limits of humanity, he is still human and cannot escape birth, aging, sickness and death."
"There are three Level 99 Limit Douluo on the entire continent: Bo Saixi on Sea God Island, Tang Chen of the Clear Sky Sect, and myself, the Great Worship Elder of the Spirit Hall. Bo Saixi is invincible on the sea, Tang Chen is invincible on the ground, and I am invincible in the sky. In our respective areas of expertise, we are each a step ahead of the other."
"Decades ago, in our time, Tang Chen and I were known as the Two Peaks in the Soul Master World, meaning two insurmountable mountains. But in a competition back then, I unfortunately lost to Tang Chen."
"However, Tang Chen has been missing on the mainland for decades, and his fate is still unknown. I don't know if there is any chance of winning him back."
Qian Daoliu's voice was filled with deep emotion.
"I know." Jun Xuehan gently swirled the teacup in her hand and said, "I know where Tang Chen is."
Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue looked surprised and immediately turned their gaze to Jun Xuehan.
"Xuehan, do you know where Tang Chen is?" Qian Daoliu asked softly, but his eyes were full of confusion.
Based on his understanding of Tang Chen, if Tang Chen were still alive, he would not have remained silent after learning about the situation of the Clear Sky Sect.
"The King of Slaughter in the City of Slaughter is Tang Chen of the Clear Sky Sect. However, he has now been Parasitism by the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King, losing the strength of Limit Douluo and becoming timid and hesitant. Moreover, his body has been corroded by the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King's deadly poison. Even if Tang Chen can regain his self, it will be the end of his life." Jun Xuehan swirled the teacup in her hand and spoke softly.
"Haha..." Qian Daoliu suddenly laughed loudly and slowly said, "Tang Chen, in the end, I am still the one who wins over you."
According to Jun Xuehan, Tang Chen is currently in a precarious situation, barely able to save himself and unable to find his true self. He is controlled by the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King, and even after finding his true self, Tang Chen is already nearing the end of his life.
Although Qian Daoliu has now retired to the background and is no longer involved in the affairs of the Spirit Hall, his strength still surpasses that of 99% of the people on the continent. Moreover, his descendants can become gods, and he may even be able to enjoy some family bliss for a while. Compared to Tang Chen, he is undoubtedly superior at present.
"Grandpa, didn't you just say you didn't know if there was any chance to win it back? Now, Xuehan and I have the Divine Slaughter's Domain, so you can make your move in the City of Slaughter." Qian Renxue crossed her hands and said with a faint smile.
"No, no, Tang Chen may be my opponent, but what is the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King? Does he even deserve it?" Qian Daoliu waved his hand, not taking the current King of Slaughter seriously at all.
If it were Tang Chen, he might consider stretching his muscles, but as for the King of Slaughter, forget it.
"It's getting late, let's go eat." Qian Daoliu slowly stood up, his face full of smiles, clearly in a very good mood.
Jun Xuehan and Qian Renxue exchanged a glance, then got up and followed Qian Daoliu to lunch.
Perhaps because he was happy, Qian Daoliu ate two extra bowls of rice.
After lunch, Jun Xuehan and Qian Renxue went to the Worship Hall. In the rear hall of the Pope's Palace, they found a quiet place suitable for self-cultivation. They sat cross-legged, closed their eyes, and calmed their minds to cultivate their character.
Calming your mind is not difficult. As long as the environment is quiet and you are not disturbed, you can gradually change your mood and mindset.
After all, in the City of Slaughter, a disagreement or simply disliking someone can lead to a killing spree, but that's not allowed outside.
Although outside, those with great strength can break or violate the rules, battles between Soul Master are generally limited to minor skirmishes and rarely involve killing.
Moreover, being able to break the rules doesn't mean the rules don't exist, so one still needs to adjust their mindset and attitude in the City of Slaughter.
Adjusting one's mindset, while not exactly time-consuming, still requires a considerable amount of time. That's why Jun Xuehan requested three months in the Worship Hall to calm her mind and break through the bottleneck of level 70 in her Soul Power.
As their emotions and mindsets gradually adjusted, the killing intent that Jun Xuehan and Qian Renxue had been involuntarily emanating from their bodies Sisi receded back into their bodies.
A gentle breeze blew by, ruffling their hair. In this tranquil setting, the two seemed to form a beautiful picture, bringing them an unprecedented sense of peace.
Beneath this calm, however, lies a deep sense of vigilance—a vigilance that arises subconsciously in this City of Slaughter.
The moment Bibi Dong stepped into the room, with just a soft footstep, the two of them instantly opened their eyes and looked over.
A faint killing intent emanated from the two of them, but upon realizing that the newcomer was Bibi Dong, the expressions in their eyes relaxed.
"Teacher!" Jun Xuehan stood up, brushed the dust off her clothes, and greeted him respectfully.
Qian Renxue, on the other hand, leaned lazily against a tree, silently watching Bibi Dong slowly approach.
"Your efforts to calm yourselves down are too slow," Bibi Dong said as she walked.
My wrist hurts, so I'll update with one picture first. I'll update again this afternoon or tonight.