Qian Daoliu let out a sigh.
If he truly had a grandson, then everything made sense.
That child was the true heir of the Angel, and the future master of Spirit Hall.
Not Bibi Dong, an outsider.
Besides, he had tolerated Bibi Dong for a long time. If she had not been Qian Renxue's mother, Qian Daoliu would have taught her a lesson long ago.
Now, with Qian Renxue growing up and the possibility of another child involved, he could no longer endure it.
"Then let me see just how much progress you, Bibi Dong, have made over the years. How much stronger have you become?"
Qian Daoliu's gaze sharpened as he made up his mind.
If worse came to worst, he would fight.
At that moment, Xue Tianyu stood before the hotel, looking at Oscar.
The coldness in his expression was enough to make Oscar tremble from head to toe.
His severed right arm caused him unbearable pain, so painful that he nearly blacked out.
Beside him, Ning Rongrong was also terrified by the scene. She stood frozen in place, staring at the bloodstains and the severed arm on the ground, her expression frantic.
"Kneel!"
The moment Xue Tianyu spoke, the powerful pressure of a Titled Douluo descended upon Oscar.
As an auxiliary Soul Master, his physical strength could never compare to those battle Soul Masters with beast martial souls.
He had no room to resist and dropped to his knees with astonishing speed.
Even Xue Tianyu suspected that he had obediently knelt on his own rather than being forced down.
He walked up to the properly kneeling Oscar and slapped him.
Slap!
A palm print instantly appeared on Oscar's face, and a faint trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
Oscar did not dare lash out.
Of course, pinned down as he was, with agony shooting through his severed arm and his lips pale as death, he could not have lashed out anyway.
"Do you know, Oscar?"
Seeing how much Oscar was enduring, Xue Tianyu felt it was time to teach him a lesson.
"In Ning Rongrong's eyes, you're nothing more than a simp."
Oscar's expression remained firm.
A simp?
He knew perfectly well that he was Ning Rongrong's dog!
If he could, he was willing to lick Ning Rongrong's boots for the rest of his life!
"Don't you know that Tang San's position in Ning Rongrong's heart is probably more important than yours now?"
"Is it worth it?"
Xue Tianyu glanced at Ning Rongrong, whose expression had changed, and continued tearing into Oscar.
"Doesn't it disgust you to grovel for such a useless, spoiled little princess?"
"I'm doing it willingly!"
Oscar's eyes were as firm as if he had resolved to join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and become Ning Rongrong's guardian. "Right now, I only need to show enough loyalty to Ning Rongrong. I believe Rongrong will definitely come to think highly of me!"
"I'll let Rongrong know that I'm the one who can give more for her sake!"
Hearing Oscar's righteous declaration of simp doctrine, Xue Tianyu laughed.
Seriously, simps never ended well.
"Very good. Since you're so loyal, I'll help you wake up." Xue Tianyu could not even be bothered to look at Oscar again.
For him to say something like that meant he was beyond saving.
A simp licked and licked until, in the end, he had nothing left.
All Xue Tianyu needed to do now was help him see that clearly.
He turned to the side. "Ning Rongrong, I'll give you a choice."
"What choice?" Ning Rongrong looked wary, unsure what Xue Tianyu was plotting this time.
"Don't be nervous. It has little to do with you."
The faint smile on Xue Tianyu's face sent chills down Ning Rongrong's spine.
"Ning Rongrong, if I make you choose between Tang San and Oscar, and one of them has to die, who would you choose?"
Ning Rongrong froze.
After glancing at Oscar, her gaze immediately settled on Tang San.
"So the other one will definitely live?"
"Whether the other one lives or not, I don't know. But the one you choose to die will definitely die."
Xue Tianyu reached forward and made a grasping motion. An ice-blue spear covered in carvings instantly appeared in his hand.
The moment the spear appeared, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply.
This was his divine artifact, the Ice God Spear!
The icy gleam on the Ice God Spear was like a death warrant pressed directly against Tang San and Oscar's foreheads.
The two of them instantly understood that if that ice spear so much as touched them, they would die immediately.
"Think carefully before you answer."
Xue Tianyu smiled faintly.
Behind him, nine Soul Rings slowly emerged—eight red and one gold.
Ning Rongrong and the other two stared at Xue Tianyu's final golden Soul Ring, all of them dumbfounded.
Xue Tianyu's Eight Red and One Gold—A Terrifying Soul Ring Configuration!
A unique pressure of icy coldness radiated from the Ice God Spear, freezing Ning Rongrong and the others until they shivered.
The terrifying nine Soul Rings drifted slowly through the air, carrying a soul-stirring aura that drew everyone's eyes to them, only to leave them trembling in fear.
A sight never seen before appeared before them. As the nine Soul Rings rose and fell slightly, their hearts sank with them into the depths.
!!!
"Eight red and one gold?! What is a golden Soul Ring?" Tang San was completely stunned.
Hadn't Grandmaster said that a first Soul Ring could only be a few hundred years old at most?
Hadn't he said that his theories were invincible?
But now?
It was obvious that Yu Xiaogang's theories were simply wrong!
He had misled countless students!
For the first time, Tang San felt that Grandmaster might not be as all-knowing as he seemed. At the very least, he could not explain what was happening before them.
At the same time, he developed a fear of Xue Tianyu.
After all, no one had ever obtained so many red Soul Rings.
Every red Soul Ring represented the death of a Xiao Wu.
This Xue Tianyu was too terrifying!!!
Zhu Zhuqing, standing nearby, also revealed an incredulous expression. She had spent her life pursuing strength, and only now did she understand just how vast the gap between people could be.
Even greater than the gap between a human and a dog.
Ning Rongrong was equally stunned. Red and gold reflected in her pupils as she collapsed onto the ground, her snow-white skin mingling with blood.
Xue Tianyu slowly approached Ning Rongrong. Lowering his head, he could see her delicate body faintly visible beneath her disheveled clothes. She trembled in fear, a few spots of blood staining her pale calves, looking utterly miserable.
He pinched her fair, pretty face. "Kneel properly, then tell me your choice."
Xue Tianyu's strength had already reached Rank 97 Titled Douluo.
He also possessed various divine artifacts and Super Divine Artifacts.
These nine Soul Rings, eight red and one gold, had all been rewards from the system's check-ins.
Although the system's rewards were absurdly generous, they were also related to Xue Tianyu's unceasing efforts over the years.
Even if he simply lazed around, he would still be stronger than the vast majority of geniuses his age on Douluo Continent.
With his current cultivation, looking across the entire continent, he could absolutely be called unprecedented and unmatched.
An absolute, absolute genius.
People like Tang San were nothing more than dust among filth before him.
Just trash.
"I..."
At that moment, Ning Rongrong looked at the dazzling Xue Tianyu, only to find him staring at her with such cold eyes. Her heart ached.
Choose one to die?
She knew Xue Tianyu was definitely not joking.
Given his style, he would likely truly act.
Ning Rongrong's face was pale, her delicate body trembling as she rose and fell with uneven breaths. Her entire body had gone numb.
Did she regret it?
She silently asked herself that in her heart.
At that moment.
Inside the hotel, after listening to Xue Tianyu lecture Oscar from beginning to end, the Snow Empress tilted her head and pondered for a long while. In the end, still unable to make sense of it, she asked the Ice Empress beside her.
"Is that what a simp means?"
The Snow Empress looked puzzled. Her pale legs crossed lightly, like flawless white jade, their curves astonishing. Her proud figure was on display, while a trace of innocence lingered in her ice-blue eyes on that peerlessly beautiful face.
After all, she had lived in seclusion within the Ice and Snow Palace for years. She rarely even saw ordinary dogs, much less an abstract species like simps.
The Ice Empress could barely suppress the corners of her mouth, excitement shining in her eyes.
It was like learning a new piece of knowledge elsewhere and suddenly getting the chance to show it off before her closest friend.
"Oh, I know this term!"
The Ice Empress swung her fair jade feet as she solemnly explained it to the Snow Empress.
"A so-called simp refers to someone who uses an extremely lowly attitude and gives everything they have just to please someone else and make them happy."
"Simps usually have no independent will, no bottom line, and no principles. They may even abandon their dignity as human beings!
They're like dogs, only wanting to make their masters happy. No matter how unhappy the other person makes them, they always have to make that person happy."
"In short, it means being pathetic!"
The Snow Empress nodded. The Ice Empress's explanation was simple and easy to understand. So there really were such strange creatures in the world.
"I understand."
She looked up at the Ice Empress. "Then Tianyu makes a lot of sense."
"But what exactly is this Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect like?" Thinking of this, the Snow Empress felt somewhat worried. What kind of sect could give that girl named Ning Rongrong such immense confidence?
The Ice Empress shook her head. After all, she had only gone out to play more often during this period.
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