"Last the time it takes an incense stick to burn against you, Grandpa, with only one year to prepare?"
No matter how resolute Qian Renxue had looked before, the color still drained from her stunning face the moment she heard those words.
Qian Daoliu offered no further explanation. Golden flames surged from beneath his feet, and nine dazzling rings appeared as six enormous wings unfurled into the wind. He raised his right hand, and a streak of golden light suddenly shot out. A moment later, Qian Renxue was blasted over a hundred meters away, blood flowing.
Looking at his wounded granddaughter, Qian Daoliu remained impassive. "Remember, I won't hold back. Whenever you can't hold on, think of him on Sea God Island. If you don't make haste, the gap between you will only grow wider."
No one knew a granddaughter better than her grandfather. Qian Renxue had still been fairly composed, but those words hit her like a shot of adrenaline. She instantly rallied, conjuring a light shield and a holy sword from her Soul Power before charging at him.
Only one thought remained in her mind-
I absolutely cannot hold Little Qian back!
Besides that thought, she had another reason she could not speak aloud: Gu Yuena. Although Lin Qian had never mentioned her again after the silver dragon soared into the sky outside the Papal Palace that day, husband and wife were of one heart. She knew her husband had never forgotten.
The less he spoke of her, the more he cared. With that woman's formidable strength, her position as the principal wife might be difficult to preserve, so she had to improve her strength and arm herself as quickly as possible!
Watching his granddaughter's sudden eruption of power, Qian Daoliu remained composed on the surface, but inwardly,