I, Qian Xunji, Am Truly Chosen by Fate, Destined to Surpass the Divine Ancestors

At Spirit Hall, after Bibi Dong finished recounting what had happened.

Qian Xunji wore an amused expression.

"Tut, tut, tut. It seems Yu Xiaogang has gotten awfully bold."

"I've been Pope for so long, yet I've never truly flexed my power. Today is the perfect chance to make an example of them. If I don't squeeze some benefits out of them, wouldn't that be a huge loss?"

"I definitely won't let this matter go. Since they dared to make a move, they had better be prepared to bear the consequences of my methods."

Bibi Dong nodded. "Teacher, I agree. Let's do it."

Qian Xunji smiled faintly. "You all head back to the academy first. I'll make the arrangements right away."

Su Mu did not concern himself with it any further. Leaving it to Qian Xunji put him completely at ease, and Qian Xunji seemed to possess an inexplicable confidence.

Now that he was no longer even afraid of his father, a mere Yu Yuanzhen was nothing worth mentioning.

After the three left, Qian Xunji said, "You three, come with me. We're heading to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

"I've been Pope for so many years. Who has ever dared to provoke my disciple?"

Yue Guan said, "Your Holiness is absolutely right. That piece of trash with 0.5-level Soul Power actually dared to challenge Your Holiness and even bully Xiao Mu. He deserves to die ten thousand deaths."

Gui Mei echoed, "That's right. Your Holiness is now a Titled Douluo. A mere Yu Yuanzhen is nothing to fear."

Seeing the two brothers speak like this, Dugu Bo nodded in agreement as well. "Your Holiness, I agree too. If we don't teach them a lesson, they'll really think Spirit Hall is easy to bully."

Listening to the words of his three loyal subordinates.

Qian Xunji was nearly ecstatic inside. He had become inflated to the extreme and simply did not put anyone in his eyes. Even if his own father came, he would not take him seriously.

"Your Holiness, when do we depart?"

Yue Guan asked impatiently.

"Immediately!" Qian Xunji could not wait any longer either.

"Wait!" Qian Daoliu pushed open the hall doors and walked in, stepping into the main hall one step at a time.

"Father? Why are you here?"

Qian Xunji was stunned.

Normally, Qian Daoliu never came to the Pope's Palace.

Qian Daoliu said, "I originally came to speak with you about something. Since I heard you're heading out, I'll give this mission to you. Go investigate the situation in the sea region."

Qian Xunji asked, "Father, why investigate the sea region?"

"Naturally, it's for our future plans. Spirit Hall suffered such massive losses last time. We can't simply let it go."

"Now that you've become Pope and have three capable assistants by your side, help your old man shoulder some burdens and fulfill your duty as a son."

Qian Daoliu spoke as though it were only natural.

His son had grown up. It was time for him to help his old man share some of the burden.

All of them were level ninety-three Titled Douluo. With Dugu Bo, Yue Guan, and Gui Mei assisting him, anyone could walk sideways across the continent.

"So it's because of Sea God Island. I understand. Don't worry, old man. I definitely won't disappoint you."

"Don't mess it up. Xunji, you've been getting too carried away lately. Rein it in a little," Qian Daoliu warned. "Understand?"

"Rein it in?" Qian Xunji scoffed. "Old man, you're old. You can't keep up with the times anymore. This is an era for the young."

So arrogant?

Qian Daoliu frowned.

When your old man was your age, I wasn't even this arrogant.

Just whose genes had this good-for-nothing son of mine inherited?

No matter how arrogant the ancestors had been, they still had to listen to their fathers.

Even back then, he himself had not dared to disobey his own father.

Why was his son different? Why was his rebellious streak so severe?

Qian Daoliu snorted coldly. "Temper that attitude of yours. You're only a level ninety-three Titled Douluo right now. Without Xiao Mu's Immortal Herb helping you, how could you have reached this realm?"

Which one of these four had not received Su Mu's help?

Now that their wings had grown, they were putting on airs in front of me.

If there weren't outsiders here, I'd really want to slap him.

Qian Xunji smiled. "Father, it's only natural that my disciple gives me Immortal Herbs. Don't you agree?"

"You unfilial brat, are you itching for a beating?" Veins bulged on Qian Daoliu's forehead.

"Who gave you the nerve to speak to me like that? Besides, you haven't even reached the minimum realm required of Popes throughout the generations, yet you're already getting full of yourself?"

The more he thought about it, the more outrageous it became.

Qian Xunji remained calm and rose to his feet. Golden light began to flood from his body.

"I, Qian Xunji, am chosen by fate. I am destined to surpass the Popes of every generation and even the divine ancestors."

"When that day comes, the descendants of the Pope's Palace will all remember my name—Qian Xunji."

"Because they will remember my great achievements."

Seeing his eldest son brimming with confidence, Qian Daoliu said no more. Instead, he spoke in a faint tone, "Hmph. You're still far from surpassing the divine ancestors. Wait until you truly reach that day before you say such things."

Qian Xunji raised an eyebrow and smiled. "What if I accomplish it, Father?"

Qian Daoliu fell silent for a moment before slowly speaking. "Whatever you want. If you surpass the divine ancestors, I'll call you Father."

It was not that he did not believe in his eldest son. Among all the Popes throughout history, even those with the highest talent had failed to surpass the divine ancestors, much less Qian Xunji now.

To him, Qian Xunji was currently in an overconfident phase. Nothing anyone said would get through to him. He could only wake up after running into a wall.

That was why he dared to say such a thing.

"Father, once words are spoken, four horses cannot pull them back. Don't regret it."

"Come on, come on. Let's head to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan first."

Qian Xunji was in high spirits. Activating Martial Soul Possession, he shot directly out of the Pope's Palace.

The three followed closely behind him.

Qian Daoliu watched their departing figures, his feelings a tangled mess.

"Why do I suddenly feel like I'll regret this?"

Meanwhile, Su Mu had already brought Ah Yin to Spirit Hall Academy.

Within the academy, Xie An and Hu Liena were practicing together, while Tian Yue used a defensive soul skill to test the power of their attacks.

When everyone saw the three who had not returned to the team for so long, they stopped what they were doing and walked over.

"Boss Su, where did you go? Why are you only back now?"

After Xie An saw Ah Yin, a flash of amazement passed through his eyes. "Boss Su, who is this? She's so beautiful."

"This is Ah Yin. She's the seventh member of our team and will be your teammate from now on."

Su Mu introduced Ah Yin.

Ah Yin greeted them politely as well. "Hello, everyone."

Xie An smiled. "Welcome, welcome."

Hu Liena moved closer. "Ah Yin, what is your Martial Soul?"

"Blue Silver Emperor!" Ah Yin replied, then explained once more the difference between the Blue Silver Emperor and Blue Silver Grass.

"Damn!"

Everyone immediately cursed after hearing that.

The Blue Silver Emperor paired with Su Mu's Wish Angel was simply a perfect match.

Xie An came to Su Mu's side and said with a smile, "Boss Su, you really are extraordinary. Even the people you find are this amazing. And Miss Ah Yin is very beautiful too, though she still falls a little short of Boss Su."

Su Mu rolled his eyes. "If you don't know how to talk, then don't. Watch out, or I'll beat you up."

Xie An smiled and immediately shut his mouth.

Seeing that there were only three people present, Su Mu noticed Dugu Xin was missing.

"Where did Dugu Xin go?"

"Oh, him? He met a girl he likes in Spirit City these past couple of days. He's probably out on a date in Spirit City."