After Huo Yuhao finished reading the entire plot of Douluo I, he immediately burned the book.
Something like this could not fall into anyone else's hands. Once he had committed it to memory, there was no reason for it to exist.
Urged on by the system, he hurried into the portal.
Huo Yuhao had no worries. After all, no matter how long he stayed in the mission world, only an instant would pass in this world.
Douluo Continent, Spirit City.
The cold, proud Qian Daoliu stood guard outside a grand hall, surrounded by the elders of the Elder Hall.
Qian Daoliu held a golden Angel Holy Sword, with traces of warm flames still lingering on its blade.
All the elders could be seen reinforcing the sanctuary's protective shield, ensuring that the battle outside did not affect anything within.
Qian Daoliu's face betrayed his frustration at iron that refused to become steel. With his ultimate cultivation of level ninety-nine, he had nearly cleaved the entire road in two.
Yet the person wounded by his sword energy in the distance was his own son, Qian Xunji.
"Father, will you not even let me see my children for the first time?"
Red blood flowed from Qian Xunji's body. Qian Daoliu had not held back at all with that strike, so even with his Martial Soul Avatar activated, Qian Xunji had been unable to withstand the lethal blow.
"Unfilial son! Bibi Dong said that if you dare take another step toward her, she will die along with my two grandchildren."
"I, Qian Daoliu, have lived an upright and honorable life, only to father a despicable wretch like you. To preserve Spirit Hall's righteous image, I can only help you imprison her and her children, then let you continue enjoying the glory of being Spirit Hall's Supreme Pontiff."
"If you were not my own flesh and blood, I would have cut you down long ago for committing such an utterly unconscionable act."
"Now, until my two precious grandchildren are safely born, get back to Spirit Hall. The Elder Hall is no place for you."
Hearing Qian Daoliu's final threat, Qian Xunji began to panic.
He knew that once his father wore that expression, it meant his anger had truly ignited. If he continued provoking him with no regard for his own life, he might really die beneath that sword today.
In his eyes, his father had always been that stern, never showing him the slightest tenderness.
After learning that he lacked the aptitude to inherit the Angel God's legacy, his father had simply stopped paying him any attention. It was precisely Qian Daoliu's pressure that had shaped his personality into something so extreme.
Qian Xunji said, "Father, you will regret this. I am Spirit Hall's Supreme Pontiff."
Qian Daoliu said, "Get out. Now."
He knew why Qian Xunji had come.
Qian Daoliu had promised Bibi Dong that as long as she safely bore him grandchildren with god-level aptitude and raised them successfully, he would muster the full strength of the Elder Hall to help her ascend to the position of Spirit Hall's Supreme Pontiff.
In Qian Daoliu's eyes, nothing was more important than completing the Angel God's task.
Besides, that despicable son of his truly did not deserve to be Spirit Hall's Supreme Pontiff. Letting him enjoy so many years of glory had been more than enough.
He understood Qian Xunji's purpose in coming this time perfectly well, and it only deepened his disappointment in that beast of a son.
"Boss, you struck far too hard just now! Maybe Xunji really only wanted to see his children."
Watching Qian Xunji's desolate retreating figure, Golden Crocodile Douluo suddenly felt a little sorry for him. After all, he had watched Qian Xunji grow up.
"Hmph, old friend, even a vicious tiger doesn't eat its cubs! But this beast came while Bibi Dong was giving birth. Isn't it simply because he fears I'll strip him of his position as Supreme Pontiff?"
"If anything, my sword was too merciful."
"But..."
Seeing that Golden Crocodile Douluo still wanted to speak, Qian Daoliu immediately grew impatient. He put his sword back into his Storage Soul Tool, then turned his gaze toward the impeccably protected hall.
A kindly smile appeared on his face.
"Let's stop discussing that unfilial son. Back when he did such a thing, I would have dealt with him according to the law if you hadn't stopped me."
"Today is a joyous day. Let's not discuss such ill-omened things. Soon, I'll have two extraordinarily gifted grandchildren."
That day, Bibi Dong gave birth to two children. The elder brother was named Qian Renhan, and the younger sister was named Qian Renxue.
Six years later.
Spirit Hall's grand hall!
Six years had passed since Huo Yuhao transmigrated into this world. He discovered that the nine Sacred Cups really did deliver, allowing him to transmigrate into a family capable of awakening a god-level martial soul: the Angel Clan.
He had also become the son of Secret Chamber Douluo and Bibi Dong, Spirit Hall's Supreme Pontiff.
He had a younger sister, too, named Qian Renxue.
This powerful woman would one day infiltrate the Heaven Dou Empire, replace its crown prince, Xue Qinghe, and ultimately become the Angel God.
She had become his younger sister.
But the current Qian Renxue was still a little girl who knew only how to cling to him all day, calling, "Big brother! Big brother!"
"Big brother, pick me up!"
The moment Qian Renxue saw Qian Renhan, she jumped up excitedly and threw herself at him.
With the little blonde suddenly launching herself into his arms, Huo Yuhao could only catch her and continue walking.
"Xiao Xue, you're already six. You're a big girl now, you know? You can't keep relying on your big brother so much."
Huo Yuhao coaxed Qian Renxue as he would any little child. He simply could not imagine that the majestic Angel God from ten thousand years ago could actually be like this.
Yet Qian Renxue refused to let go and instead hugged him even tighter.
After all, neither of them had received a mother's or a father's love growing up. Their mother refused to acknowledge them, and while their father wanted to see them, their grandfather forbade them from meeting.
The two siblings had only each other to depend on!
Huo Yuhao had memories of his previous life, so he seemed mature and composed, but Qian Renxue did not.
She was only a pitiful little girl who had no love.
Come to think of it, Qian Renxue in the book had lived this sort of life too!
Looking at it that way, although Qian Renxue held an exalted status, her fate seemed even more tragic than his.
Perhaps his transmigration into this time and space, becoming Qian Renxue's older brother, had also been destiny at work.
"Come on, I'll take you to awaken your martial soul. Once we've awakened our martial souls, we can start cultivating."
"Mm!"
The tiny Qian Renxue nodded emphatically. Although she jumped down from Huo Yuhao's arms, she still clutched his arm tightly with both hands, terrified that her big brother might suddenly disappear.
"Grandpa."
"Hello, Grandpa!"
"Good, good, good. My two precious grandchildren, little Han, Xiao Xue, let Grandpa awaken your martial souls for you."
Qian Daoliu's face was full of affection. He loved these two grandchildren from the bottom of his heart. After all, he had raised them himself, cleaning up every mess from infancy onward.
"Come, Grandpa will awaken Xiao Xue's martial soul first. Xiao Xue, stand in the middle."
"Okay, Grandpa!"
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