Chapter 346: The God of Death
After exchanging opinions, Hu Liena decided to accompany Ah Du to the Death Canyon.
The canyon was filled with ferocious soul beasts and dense forests, somewhat similar to the inner circle of the Star Dou Forest, but with a higher density of soul beasts.
After a difficult journey, the two finally reached the core area. Suddenly, Ah Du was engulfed by a thick black mist and disappeared. The little fox was so anxious she almost jumped in place. Fortunately, a few hours later, Ah Du returned to the original spot, with a divine mark now appearing on his forehead.
Since Ah Du himself only had a vague understanding of what had happened, Hu Liena suggested they might as well go to the Spirit Hall to ask her teacher. If Bibi Dong didn't know, Ah Du could ask Ning Bei instead. After all, the fact that Ning Bei was a participant in the Divine Trial wasn't a secret among their group. However, they didn't expect to run into Ning Bei as soon as they arrived at the Spirit Hall.
After thinking for a moment, Ning Bei let out a silent sigh of relief. Based on what Ah Du described, he could tell that the divine mark on Ah Du's forehead didn't belong to the Shura or Rakshasa gods. It seemed there was no need to be cautious about trickery. Ah Du's journey to where he was taken should have been to a place similar to the Ice God Hall.
"Wait, you just mentioned the god that took you away. Who was it?"
"Um, it was the God of Death, Second Young Master. Is there a problem?"
A problem? This was a big problem. You're called Ah Du, and now you have a connection with the God of Death? What do you intend to do?
Ning Bei silently complained. He initially thought Ah Du had just encountered bad luck, but now it seemed like he might have been chasing trouble himself?
"No problem. Since it's not a divine position inherited from the City of Slaughter, this must be your own fate. Work hard and train. After two years, aim for level 70 and go back to the Death Canyon."
"Yes, Second Young Master."
Hearing from his respected Second Young Master that this was indeed a great opportunity, Ah Du became excited, reminding himself not to slack off.
Hu Liena had no doubts about Ning Bei's words. She looked at Ah Du with envy, feeling a mix of emotions. It was like one of her close friends suddenly became successful, and she didn't quite know how to face them anymore.
"Let's leave it at that. Once I've finished my business, you can return to the sect with me."
"Yes, Second Young Master."
The two friends, who had fought their way out of the City of Slaughter together, now faced the moment of true separation. After bidding farewell to Ah Du, Hu Liena bowed to Ning Bei, then turned and walked toward the Spirit Hall. As for Qian Renxue, she didn't know her, and the two didn't exchange a word.
Ning Bei looked at Ah Du, thought for a moment, and then asked:
"By the way, you still need a soul ring, right?"
"Yes, Second Young Master. I broke through to level 60 a year ago."
Ning Bei clicked his tongue inwardly. The City of Slaughter really was a place that toughened people, not just their minds and methods, but also their cultivation.
"Alright, go find a place to stay in Spirit City for now. I have a few things to handle, but in a few days, I'll take you hunting for souls, and then we can return to the sect."
"I understand, Second Young Master."
Hearing that he would soon obtain his sixth soul ring, Ah Du's face lit up with joy. He respectfully greeted Ning Bei before leaving the Spirit Hall to find a place to stay.
After this small incident, the little angel's nervousness about meeting Bibi Dong disappeared, replaced by a mischievous expression when she looked at Ning Bei.
This puzzled Ning Bei. He glanced around at the surroundings and asked:
"What's going on? Is there something wrong? If not, let's head to the Pope's Hall."
Qian Renxue raised an eyebrow and bowed slightly toward Ning Bei.
"Alright, I'll listen to Young Master Ning."
Her gesture of greeting was exactly the same as the little fox's earlier, which immediately made Ning Bei understand why her expression had been so strange. He couldn't help but feel speechless.
"What's this? Do you think I have some relationship with that woman?"
"No, Young Master Ning. I still need to thank you for helping me through so many difficulties."
"Pfft."
Ning Bei almost spat out blood. So this is the kind of little angel you are—jealous to the core.
"If you don't want to go meet her with a red face, just continue. Do you think I'm afraid of you in public?"
Ning Bei's gaze grew increasingly dangerous as he looked up and down at his familiar surroundings.
The little angel stiffened immediately, giving Ning Bei a furious glare.
"You better not have any relationship with that woman! Hmph!"
With a cold snort, Qian Renxue stopped paying attention to her man and walked briskly toward the Pope's Hall.
After watching her enter the hall, Ning Bei quietly disappeared into the distance.
In front of the Angel statue at the Worship Hall, Qian Daoliu was praying devoutly. The Angel statue above him looked solemn and sacred.
"Old man, I'm here."
"Has Xue'er gone to meet her?"
"Yes, but no matter what, it's better not to drag Xue'er into the affairs of the previous generation."
"Hmph, it's not that I've interfered, but that woman won't let go."
Mentioning Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu's expression showed clear displeasure, considering the grudge between them over the death of his son.
Ning Bei sighed, secretly relieved that Ning Fengzhi didn't have so many troublesome matters; otherwise, it would have been quite a headache.
"Grandpa Qian, do you want to know the contents of the Angel God's Ninth Trial?"
"Hmm? You know?"
Hearing this, Qian Daoliu's face flashed with surprise. Even he, as an Angel Martial Soul possessor, didn't know what the Ninth Trial entailed. How could Ning Bei know?
Ning Bei didn't tease the old man. He simply answered plainly.
"Heart Refining."
"Heart Refining?"
"Yes, not just the Angel God's trial. As far as I know, the Sea God's Ninth Trial is also Heart Refining."
"Why are you bringing this up to me?"
"I just want to say that if there is a heart demon inside, the chances of failing the Ninth Trial will increase significantly."
"This..."
Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu immediately understood Ning Bei's meaning. They shouldn't let the issues of the previous generation become Xue'er's heart demon, as it might affect her upcoming Divine Trial.
"Sigh, fine. As long as that woman can truly accept Xue'er, I won't bring up past issues anymore, and I won't interfere with her path to becoming Pope either."
In the old man's eyes, nothing was more important than Qian Renxue becoming a god. For that, he was even ready to give up his life. In comparison, a failed trial didn't seem as significant.
"It's good that you understand, Grandpa Qian. Now let's talk about the Ninth Trial. You were probably planning to discuss this, right?"
Qian Daoliu had no intention of hiding anything. He admitted it readily. Without himself, the young man in front of him was the only support for Xue'er.
"Yes, the path to becoming a god in the Ninth Trial requires the sacrifice of a 99th-level Limit Douluo to supply the necessary energy for the passage. And I am Xue'er's key. I was just about to ask you if the Ice God's Ninth Trial also needs sufficient energy to open the passage."
"Indeed, but it's not quite as you think, Grandpa Qian."
(END CHAPTER)
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