Blood-red light flared around Wu Qingkong.
The wildly surging divine power naturally drew Qian Renxue's attention.
As her beautiful eyes turned toward him, she naturally realized what had happened.
She threw herself into Wu Qingkong's arms, her face brimming with joy.
"That's wonderful, Qingkong."
"We've finally reached this point..."
Wu Qingkong held the woman in his arms tightly, his hands trembling without stop. "Yes, Xue'er..."
"We're truly together now."
After they had embraced for who knew how long, a cough sounded from behind them.
"Ahem, can you two stop hugging already..."
"People are constantly coming and going through Spirit Hall. Quite a few are watching you!"
Wu Qingkong instinctively turned around and saw an elderly man with a head of golden hair standing behind him at some unknown point.
The newcomer was none other than Qian Daoliu!
Wu Qingkong released his hold and scratched his head.
"Grandpa Qian, when did you get here?"
"I didn't even notice!"
Seeing her grandfather there, Qian Renxue was also somewhat embarrassed. She lowered her head and kept picking at her fingers.
Her face flushed red, she said, "Grandpa, when did you get here? Why didn't you say anything?"
"Silly girl, I arrived a long time ago. If I hadn't seen the two of you being so lovey-dovey, I would have spoken up already."
"But you've been hugging for far too long. If I still didn't say anything, the people beside us would start laughing!"
Following Qian Daoliu's words and looking to the side, they saw the other six great worshippers standing some distance away, watching them with smiles on their faces.
Every one of them had eyes full of heartfelt blessings.
Qian Daoliu spoke to Wu Qingkong. "Qingkong, come with me. I have something to tell you."
Wu Qingkong released Qian Renxue's hand, turned