Qian Renxue Learns Part of the Truth and Remains Surprisingly Calm

Before the Angel God Statue, Qian Daoliu's fingers jerked. The pendant in his palm nearly flew from his hand.

His mouth twitched uncontrollably, and his expression grew stranger by the second. Still, he said nothing and forced himself to keep listening to his granddaughter's outrageous scheme.

"If it comes down to it, his theoretical knowledge alone makes the Grandmaster worth a Soul Bone over fifty thousand years old. That should win him over. Spirit Hall would gain another top-tier fighter. After all, if he helped you and another grandfather break through your bottlenecks with theory alone, who can guess how deep his true cultivation runs?"

A faint stir beside him caught Qian Daoliu's attention. The Worshippers, including the Second Worship, Golden Crocodile Douluo, were looking at him with a mixture of sympathy and other emotions. Qian Jun and Jiang Mo, both Titled Douluo, could barely hide the schadenfreude in their eyes.

"Grandpa? Grandpa, what do you think?"

Qian Renxue's voice came through the pendant, carrying a hint of suspicion.

"Xiao Xue, Yu Xiaogang is a special case. He's the son of the current Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan Leader. We can't just kill him."

Qian Daoliu was still trying to bluff his way through it. At that moment, he looked rather like Salas had when reporting the news to Qian Renxue.

"What level is his Soul Power now?"

Surprise entered Qian Renxue's voice, but she pressed on.

"I believe he's at level twenty-nine."

"So he's still useless. I didn't expect that woman to be so clever. She's got Yu Xiaogang wrapped around her finger."

Qian Renxue's voice came through the pendant again. She clearly approved of the "Bibi Dong scheme" she had imagined.

"Bibi Dong has Yu Xiaogang wrapped around her finger..." Qian Daoliu fell silent again. With their relationships