"Hahahaha!" Qian Xunji burst out laughing. He rose, reached out, and patted Qian Renfeng on the shoulder. "Good! It's settled, then. When you turn eighteen, you'll succeed me as pope. We'll invite every major power in the world to witness it!"
"From then on, the weight of being pope will rest on your shoulders, Xiao Feng! To be a good pope, you first need to see the bigger picture!"
"I will, Dad. I'll be a good pope!" Qian Renfeng said, his gaze resolute. He saw the expectation in his father's eyes. He would not let his father down. He would take Spirit Hall to even greater heights!
"In that case, it's time I told you two something," Qian Xunji said mysteriously.
"What is it, Dad?" Qian Renxue and Qian Renfeng asked at the same time, plainly curious.
"Xunji, tell them already. Stop keeping them in suspense." Ah Yin covered her mouth and laughed.
Qian Xunji nodded slightly. "The Two Great Empires are rotten! Spirit Hall will take their place and establish the Spirit Hall Empire!"
Qian Renfeng drew a sharp breath. He had long suspected as much, but hearing it from his father's own mouth was still shocking.
The Two Great Empires—the Star Luo Empire and the Heaven Dou Empire—had existed for ten thousand years. Their roots ran deep throughout Douluo Continent, yet Spirit Hall intended to take their place!
But would that be easy? Surely not. The power of the Two Great Empires was nothing to scoff at.
"Xiao Feng, you're thinking the Two Great Empires are strong and it'll be difficult for Spirit Hall to defeat them, aren't you?"
Qian Xunji smiled at the pensive Qian Renfeng.
"You're right, Dad. The Two Great Empires are deeply rooted in Douluo Continent. Can we really shake them so easily?"
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