Qian Renxue took a deep breath, suppressed the surge of excitement again, and carefully put away the precious ice-wing sword bone. Her eyes were focused on the fourth blind box, and with the momentum of pursuing victory, she opened it without hesitation!
Buzz!
The soft white light flowed out and submerged into Qian Renxue's body again. The familiar feeling of increasing soul power came, but this time, the improvement was much more obvious than the "a little" in the first blind box!
"Well!" Qian Renxue sensed it carefully, with a satisfied smile on her face. The previous haze was completely swept away, "The soul power has been improved by one level! From level 50 to 51! Not bad!" Although it is still soul power, the real improvement, especially after opening the heavy treasures in succession, is more like the icing on the cake, making her feel particularly happy.
Qian Renxue's heartbeat accelerated slightly, and the continuous good luck made her full of expectations. She adjusted her breathing, and with a hint of piety and final hope, she clicked on the fifth blind box!
Hum——! ! !
The moment the fifth blind box was opened, a brilliant golden light burst out that shook the very origin of life! The light was not dazzling, but it carried warmth and pressure that reached straight to the soul. Like a god lowering his eyes, it gently enveloped Qian Renxue's whole body.
Buzz!
Qian Renxue’s soul power surged uncontrollably! Under his feet, the soul ring symbolizing the foundation of the soul master appeared automatically.
Just a few breaths.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black → purple, purple, purple, purple, black!
"The lifespan of all soul rings... has been increased by one thousand years!"
"Awesome! Ling Ye!!" Qian Renxue came back from the huge surprise, her face flushed with excitement, she couldn't help but stepped forward and rubbed Ling Ye's little head, her golden eyes were astonishingly bright, "This is simply... a miracle! Thank you!" The heavy treasures that were opened continuously, especially the thousand-year soul ring improvement that changed the foundation, made her feel like she was in a dream.
Ling Ye blinked her big eyes and asked with a little expectation: "Sister Xue, I can still gather about eighteen more! Do you want to continue?"
Qian Renxue looked at the encouraging light of "go fast, go fast" in Ling Ye's eyes, and then looked at the bountiful gains she had made today, which could be called the possession of the European Emperor - sacrifice cards, soul bones attached to the ice wing sword bones, soul power increased by one level, and the life of the soul rings collectively increased by a thousand years... She took a deep breath, forced down the gambler's mentality of "taking advantage of the victory" in her heart, shook her head decisively, and showed a look on her face of "just do it when it's good" "Harvest" with a wise smile:
"No, no! Today's harvest has far exceeded expectations! People must know how to be satisfied! Greed will be disliked by the goddess of luck!"
"By the way, Ling Ye! There is one more thing I want to thank you for!"
"Thank me? What's going on?" Ling Ye looked doubtful.
Qian Renxue couldn't help but ruffled Ling Ye's hair again, with a smile full of sincerity and gratitude, "Have you forgotten the "Book of Heaven"? "The Adventures of Tang San"! The Pope... she has also read it."
Mentioning this, Qian Renxue's tone became a little subtle, with a bit of emotion: "Although... the process may be complicated. A bit...well, impactful. But I have to say that the book is like a mirror, which clearly illuminates many things that we can't see clearly and don't want to believe. At least...between me and her..." She paused, seeming to consider her words, "...the tense relationship has finally eased a lot. We no longer feel like enemies when we meet."
Ling Ye nodded understandingly. Bibi Dong finished reading her "Prophecy Script" and learned about Yu Xiaogang's hypocrisy, Liu Erlong's existence, Tang San's threat, and her own tragic ending distorted by hatred...Under the huge impact, a change in mentality is inevitable. This easing of the relationship between mother and daughter is an unexpected blessing.
"But..." Qian Renxue changed the topic, curled her lips, and showed an expression of "I knew it", "That woman is still very stubborn in some aspects! Especially about...'the master'!" She deliberately emphasized the word "master", and her tone was full of contempt and disdain.
"She still doesn't quite believe it, or rather... doesn't want to fully believe that the man she once wanted to follow even if she betrayed Wuhun Palace would be such a sanctimonious, selfish and cowardly hypocrite who can only talk about empty theories! She also said that "Xiao Gang...may have his own reasons" and "those things haven't happened yet" "..." Qian Renxue imitated Bibi Dong's possible tone and rolled her eyes, "Tsk! A perfect love brain! It's hopeless! I saw that the "late love brain" written in that book describes her!"
Ling Ye: "..." The corner of his mouth twitched, and he was speechless for a moment. Bibi Dong's obsession with Yu Xiaogang is indeed terrifying, and he can be called the first "love brain" template in Douluo Continent. It seemed that the impact of a "book of prophecies" was not enough to completely shatter the idol in her heart that was built with girlish feelings and years of obsession. The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard!
Looking at Ling Ye's speechless and choked expression, Qian Renxue chuckled and stood up: "Okay, let's not talk about her anymore. I will get angry when I think about it! Ling Ye, I have to go find grandpa about...well, some very important things." Her eyes subconsciously glanced at the place where she kept the sacrifice cards close to her body, and her eyes became extremely solemn.
"You can rest here with peace of mind, or go shopping wherever you want! If you need anything, just ask the attendants outside, or find Nana and the others!" She walked to the door, turned back, and winked playfully at Ling Ye. Eyes, the tone is a bit teasing, but extremely serious:
"Remember, your current status is the most noble "little ancestor" of our Wuhun Palace! You are more distinguished than me, the young master! Enjoy it!"
After saying that, Qian Renxue left the room briskly with a sense of relaxation and unconcealable joy. Her golden hair jumped in the sunlight coming in outside the door, leaving behind a vibrant back.
Ling Ye was the only one left in the room.
He walked to the window and opened the exquisite glass window. Outside is the magnificent and solemn scene of Wuhun City, and the spire of the Pope's Palace in the distance is shining in the sun. The warm sunshine shines on his young but calm little face that transcends his age.
"The most noble little ancestor..." Ling Ye repeated in a low voice, the corner of his mouth curved in a very light, self-deprecating and insightful arc.
Identity? Noodles? These are just clouds.
He lowered his head and looked inward at the core of the plane that was initially connected in his body, like a sleeping star, and felt the faint sense of response to the energy of this world brought about by the degree of fusion.
The plan of the Lord of the Plane, the truth about the tearing of the continent, the shadow of the God Realm, and so on! He still has a long way to go! There is a long way to go!
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Deep in the Elder's Hall, there is a secret room where Qian Daoliu usually meditates. The simple stone wall is covered with angelic patterns, and there is only a futon in the center. Qian Daoliu sat cross-legged on it, his aura like a deep and sea, vaguely connected with the aura of the entire Elder Hall. When the door of the secret room was pushed open silently, and Qian Renxue walked in with complex and unspeakable emotions, he slowly opened his eyes that seemed to have accumulated endless years.
"Xue'er?" Qian Daoliu's voice contained a trace of imperceptible concern.
Qian Renxue walked up to Qian Daoliu. Instead of saluting as usual, she looked directly into her grandfather's eyes, took a deep breath, and took out the dark gold sacrifice card with mysterious runes flowing from the soul guide. She didn't speak, she just handed the card over, her eyes filled with unspeakable understanding, heartache, and... a hint of trembling, huge hope.
The moment Qian Daoliu's eyes fell on the sacrifice card, the aura as deep as the sea around him suddenly stagnated! The pupils suddenly contracted! Even though his mind was as solid as a rock, there was also an unconcealable shock on his face at this moment! He slowly stretched out his hand, and the moment his fingertips touched the warm card, they trembled slightly. He raised his head and looked at Qian Renxue, his voice was incredibly dry: "Xue'er... you... know everything?"
"Yes, Grandpa." Qian Renxue's voice was very soft, but extremely clear, with a kind of heaviness that penetrated the dust of the years. "Not only the meaning of this card...but also...the...things that my father did to my mother...that were worse than a beast!" She almost squeezed out the last few words through gritted teeth, her golden eyes burning with cold anger and deep-seated pain.
Qian Daoliu's hand holding the card tightened suddenly, and his knuckles turned white. He closed his eyes, and for the first time his face showed deep and unconcealable exhaustion and guilt, as if he had aged ten years in an instant. After a long time, he opened his eyes, which were filled with complicated regrets and deep apologies: "My child...I have suffered so much for you..."
"Grandpa, it's not your fault!" Qian Renxue took a step forward, squatted down, and held her grandfather's hand that was covered with traces of time but seemed particularly heavy at the moment. Her tone was decisive, "The tragedy of the past cannot be undone, but now, everything is different!" She squeezed the sacrifice card tightly, as if holding the key to the reversal of fate, "With it, you don't have to... take that road again! We still have time! We can still change!"
Looking at the unprecedented determination with the light of redemption in her granddaughter's eyes, Qian Daoliu's heart was filled with emotions. After the huge impact, there was an indescribable warmth and relief. He patted the back of Qian Renxue's hand gently with his backhand, and said in a low and emotional voice: "Yes... changing... our destiny has finally given us a glimmer of hope..." He put away the sacrifice card with great care, as if he had lifted the burden of his life.
"One more thing, grandpa." Qian Renxue stood up, her expression became extremely solemn, "Tang Chen...he is still alive!"
"What?!" Qian Daoliu suddenly raised his head, and his eyes burst out with a sharp light that seemed to be real! An invisible coercion instantly filled the entire secret room, and the angelic sacred patterns on the stone wall seemed to light up for a moment! "Tang Chen?! He's still alive?! How is that possible?! He disappeared for nearly a hundred years..." The impact of this news is no less than the sacrifice card just now!
"It's Ling Ye!" Qian Renxue explained immediately, "From his condensed blind box, I opened a... book of prophecy! It's called "The Adventures of Tang San"! It not only predicts many events in the future, including your... sacrifice, the experience of your mother..., but also records the whereabouts of Tang Chen!"
"Book of Prophecy?! "The Adventures of Tang San"?!" Qian Daoliu was shocked. This name instantly reminded him of that bastard from the Haotian Sect! "Where is the book? Let Grandpa take a look!" His voice was urgent and unquestionably majestic. The secrets Qian Renxue said about him and Bibi Dong were all true, which made him no longer doubt the authenticity of the prophecy!
"The book... is at mother's place now." Qian Renxue said helplessly.
Qian Daoliu frowned slightly, but then suppressed his eagerness and asked: "Okay, we will talk about this later. Since you know Tang Chen's whereabouts from the book, where has he been in the past hundred years? Why is there no news? With his strength, it is impossible to remain unknown!"
Qian Renxue's eyes flashed with a stern look: "He is in the killing city!"
"City of Killing?!" Qiandaoliu's pupils shrank, that sinful place abandoned by God!
"That's right! It is recorded in the book that in order to pursue the road to becoming a god, he broke into the killing city and tried to obtain the inheritance test of God Shura. However..." Qian Renxue's voice carried a hint of cold ridicule, "He failed! Not only did he fail, he was also killed by a kind of blood called "Blood". The evil spirit beast of the "Red Nine-Headed Bat King" took advantage of the situation and possessed it parasitically! Today's Tang Chen is no longer the Haotian Douluo of the past. His body is occupied by that bat king, his mind is suppressed, and he is trapped in the depths of the Killing City like a zombie! This is the truth behind his disappearance for hundreds of years!
"The blood-red nine-headed bat king...parasitic possession..." Qian Daoliu repeated in a low voice, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. There were complex emotions about his old enemy ending up like this, and there was also a hint of murderous intent! If Tang Chenruo were at his peak, he would be an opponent worth fighting against. But being parasitized by an evil thing and turned into a puppet? This is a blasphemy against the name Haotian Douluo!
"Grandpa! Now is the best time to get rid of him!" Qian Renxue's voice was decisive, "A parasitized Tang Chen whose strength has been greatly reduced is much easier to deal with than a Haotian Douluo who may return to his peak! And..." She changed the subject and her tone became extremely cold, "Tiandou City ambush! The royal family, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, and the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex family! They dare to kill your only granddaughter and your hope for the future of Wuhun Palace! This hatred must be washed away with blood!"
At the mention of Tiandou's ambush, the last trace of complex emotions in Qian Daoliu's eyes was instantly replaced by cold murderous intent! A terrifying aura like the awakening of a great beast spread out from him, and the air in the entire secret room seemed to freeze! He stood up slowly, his tall figure looking as majestic as a god under the light of the sacred pattern.
"Dare to touch my Xue'er, dare to touch my destined son of Wuhun Palace..." Qian Daoliu's voice was like ice for thousands of years, with an unquestionable verdict, "Indeed, just a lesson is too easy for them!"
Qian Renxue perked up: "Grandpa means..."
The corner of Qian Daoliu's mouth raised a cold and cruel arc: "Your mother (Bibi Dong) is already preparing." His eyes were deep, as if he had penetrated the stone wall and saw the storm brewing in the Pope's Palace, "Just Before Ling Ye and the others went to Tiandou City, an item named "Zhuge Divine Crossbow" was found in Ling Ye's blind box. "
"Zhuge Divine Crossbow?" Qian Renxue was unfamiliar with this name.