"The Angel God..."
"The Ninth Trial..."
Qian Daoliu repeated the words softly. The shock in his eyes gradually gave way to delighted surprise.
"Good. Wonderful!"
"Xue'er, you truly haven't disappointed your grandfather. Even your father was nowhere near qualified for nine god-level trials back then."
As Qian Daoliu spoke, his voice grew wistful yet gratified. "Just as I said, your talent surpasses even mine."
"Grandfather, you must be joking. How could Xue'er possibly be more gifted than you..."
Qian Renxue shook her head slightly, disagreeing with Qian Daoliu.
"Hahaha, the facts are right before your eyes. What's so hard to believe?"
"There's no need to belittle yourself. Your talent is virtually unmatched across the entire Douluo Continent. One day, you will surely inherit the divine throne and become a god standing high above, looking down upon the whole continent."
As Qian Daoliu spoke, blazing flames seemed to burn in his eyes. He could almost see Spirit Hall's glorious future.
"Grandfather, don't worry. From now on, Xue'er will work even harder at cultivating and complete the God Trials as soon as possible to inherit the divine throne."
Qian Renxue nodded firmly.
"There's no rush with the God Trials. Don't attempt them lightly unless you're fully prepared." Qian Daoliu waved a hand slightly, indicating that she need not be too anxious.
"Grandfather, you're worrying too much. The God Trials might not actually be that difficult..."
Suddenly, Qian Renxue spoke while tugging at the hem of her clothes.
What was that?
What kind of talk was that?
Qian Daoliu frowned slightly at her words.
He felt that Qian Renxue was getting carried away and intended to advise his granddaughter with the wisdom of someone who had been through it.
"Grandfather, it's not what you're thinking..."
Qian Renxue had been watching Qian Daoliu closely.