After Frost Sword agreed, delight spread across Qian Daoliu's face.
After Frost Sword Douluo rose to fame, countless powerful clans and great families across the land competed to invite him to visit their sects or organizations.
Yet Wu Ming had turned every one of them down without exception.
Now, Senior Frost Sword had actually accepted his invitation. That meant he had a fairly good impression of him.
Qian Daoliu's spirits soared.
He immediately took on the role of guide, walking ahead to lead Wu Changming.
As Qian Daoliu led the way, he introduced Spirit City's local customs while discreetly observing Wu Changming's expression.
By now, Wu Changming had resolved the worry that had plagued him for years and learned of his grandson's future achievements. He, too, was in excellent spirits.
Along the way, he nodded frequently at Qian Daoliu, showing his goodwill.
Seeing the smile on Senior Frost Sword's lips, Qian Daoliu grew excited.
He had a feeling that if he brought up what was on his mind now, he might receive Senior Frost Sword's approval.
After all, he had played a part in Senior Frost Sword obtaining the Shura Inheritance.
Even if he refused, it would not embarrass either clan.
But Qian Daoliu had always been cautious.
To be safe, after some hesitation, he made a decision.
He led Wu Changming to Spirit Hall's most closely guarded forbidden ground—the Angel Temple!
The Angel Temple was the ancestral heart of the Angel Clan, enshrining the supreme object of the Qian Clan's faith, the Angel God.
It had never been open to outsiders.
Wu Changming was the first outsider to set foot there.
As the two entered the Angel Temple, an ancient, solemn aura washed over them.
The aura brimmed with holiness. Its presence alone placed Wu Changming under tremendous pressure.
At the center of the temple stood an enormous Angel Statue.
A faint golden light flowed over the statue, drawing an exclamation of wonder from Wu Changming.
"Th-this... this is actually a god's aura?!"
Wu Changming's expression changed. "I've long heard that Spirit Hall possesses a divine inheritance. Seeing it today, I can tell it's true. Those rumors were no mere hearsay!"
Wu Changming's amazement brought a look of pride to Qian Daoliu's face.
At last, I've shown Senior Frost Sword something worthy of his attention!
Seeing Wu Changming's astonishment, Qian Daoliu felt a little more confident.
He had not brought Wu Changming here merely for a casual tour.
His purpose was simple: to display the Qian Clan's foundations.
If Wu Changming had only been a Limit Douluo, Qian Daoliu would never have brought him inside.
After all, this was the Angel God's sacred ground. Bringing an outsider here would have been blasphemy.
But he had personally witnessed Wu Changming become the inheritor of a deity.
In Qian Daoliu's eyes, Wu Changming would surely become a god one day.
He had seen that crimson pillar of light piercing the heavens with his own eyes. Even the faint aura it gave off surpassed the aura the Angel God had released during a previous divine manifestation.
That meant the divine position Senior Frost Sword would inherit was even higher than the Angel God's!
Qian Daoliu knew little about the Divine Realm. He did not know which deity Wu Changming would succeed, but as the Angel God's Great Enshrined, he naturally knew that the god he worshipped held no lowly position there.
Since Senior Frost Sword would one day ascend to the Divine Realm and even rank above the Angel God, inviting him to visit could hardly be considered blasphemy.
As Wu Changming walked through the Angel Temple and sensed the aura emanating from the Angel Statue, he found it vaguely familiar...
This puzzled him.
Why is that?! Isn't this the deity the Qian Clan worships?!
Why does this suddenly feel familiar, as though I've encountered it before?!
Seeing Wu Changming lower his head in thought, Qian Daoliu assumed he was awed by the Angel Clan's foundations.
Across the entire continent, no family other than Spirit Hall's Qian Clan possessed a divine inheritance.
Qian Daoliu felt quite proud.
He immediately began explaining to Wu Changming.
"Senior Frost Sword, this is the Angel God whom our Qian Clan enshrines and worships."
"Our family is called the Angel Clan not because our martial soul is the Six-Winged Angel, but because we bask in the Angel God's radiance."
"I'm ashamed to admit it, but I owe much of my cultivation as a Level 99 Limit Douluo to the Angel God's blessing!"
"Without the Angel God, I might still be a Super Douluo even now. Relying on myself alone, even if I were lucky enough to break through, who knows how many years it would have taken..."
"Is that so?!"
Wu Changming was surprised. He had fought Qian Daoliu before, after all. They were both Level 99, and although Qian Daoliu was no match for him, he could tell that Qian Daoliu was certainly not among the weakest Limit Douluos at that level.
He had never expected that merely serving the Angel God would be enough to grant someone the highest cultivation attainable in the mortal world.
In contrast to Wu Changming's surprise, Qian Daoliu shook his head with a helpless, bitter smile.
Although the Angel God had bestowed the strength of a Limit Douluo upon him, it had also doomed him never to become a god.
That was why he had given up the woman who had once haunted his every waking thought and dream...
He remained alone, watching over the vast Spirit Hall by himself.
But Qian Daoliu had no regrets, for the Angel God had been his clan's ancestor.
He would never abandon his faith for a woman.
At that thought, Qian Daoliu's tone suddenly grew fervent.
"But I believe that even if my cultivation remains forever stalled at Level 99..."
"The Angel God's radiance will surely shine upon the world again. I cannot become a god, but I believe that one of my descendants certainly will!"
Qian Daoliu paused, observing Frost Sword Douluo's reaction.
He had said so much not only because of his faith, but also to win Senior Frost Sword over.
If even the Angel Clan, with its divine inheritance, could not form a marriage alliance with Frost Sword, then no other family in the world could be a worthy match for the Frost Sword Clan!
With two divine clans joining forces, who in the world could stand against them?!
Qian Daoliu stared intently at Frost Sword.
When Wu Changming heard Qian Daoliu say,
"One of my descendants certainly will become a god..."
Something seemed to dawn on him.
He finally knew where that sense of familiarity surrounding the Angel Statue came from...
Earlier, while reviewing Wu Qingkong's path of growth alongside the Shura God, he had happened to glimpse his grandson's wedding day.
At the time, a woman of breathtaking beauty and ethereal grace had stood beside Wu Qingkong.
Beyond her flawless features, what drew the eye most was the faint golden light surrounding her!
It was none other than the Angel God's aura!
Though it had been only a fleeting glimpse, the newly ascended Angel God had briefly turned to gaze at him.
"Grandpa Wu..."
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