Golden Crocodile Douluo departed.
Qian Daoliu waved his hand, and two futons appeared before him.
"Xiao Xue, Ye Qiu, sit down and chat."
"Thank you, Grand Elder."
Ye Qiu bowed in thanks.
Qian Renxue snorted and pulled Ye Qiu to sit on the futon.
She placed her own futon next to Ye Qiu and sat down close to him.
Introducing him to her parents—
Qian Renxue wasn't just saying it casually.
Qian Daoliu simply watched this scene with a smile.
He waved his hand again, and hot tea appeared on the ground, poured, and pushed towards Ye Qiu.
"Xue'er told me, can you use your Martial Soul True Body now? What's your combat power like?"
"Yes, Xue'er, as a Soul Emperor, is no longer my match."
Ye Qiu truthfully replied.
A sharp pain shot through his lower back, unseen by Qian Daoliu.
His face darkened, and he clenched his fists.
"Hehe, Grandpa, his Martial Soul True Body isn't complete yet, but it's already enough to go toe-to-toe with most Soul Saints."
Qian Renxue chuckled as she answered, giving Ye Qiu a subtle glare.
She could praise Ye Qiu for being stronger than herself, but that didn't mean Ye Qiu could speak recklessly and do whatever he wanted. She could say
such things , but Ye Qiu couldn't! "Xue'er is right." Ye Qiu chuckled dryly, feeling a little flattered by Qian Renxue's compliments. "An incomplete Martial Soul True Body? Can you activate it now and let me see?" Qian Daoliu thought for a moment, wanting to see what kind of Martial Soul True Body those eyes, with their fully converged Angel Martial Soul, could unleash. "Of course, no problem." Ye Qiu nodded, quickly grasping Qian Renxue's small hand to prevent her from having any further mischief. As soon as he finished speaking, the tomoe in Ye Qiu's eyes transformed into six points, and his blood-red soul power surged. Under Qian Daoliu's gaze, it quickly materialized. A blood-red skeleton, arms, and skull appeared, then covered with tendons and muscles, and finally a layer of skin. Next came a ferocious and imposing tengu mask. Although only half a body, its hands alone could easily crush an adult. Qian Renxue and Ye Qiu were situated between the skeletons. Qian Daoliu stared in shock at the Martial Soul True Body before him. With his vast knowledge, how could he not see the power of Ye Qiu's attack? That materialized soul power, filled with violent force... even a simple basic attack could likely reach the attack power of a Soul Saint. He suddenly understood what Qian Renxue meant when she said he would be invincible within ten years. Perhaps after reaching the Soul Saint level, with Ye Qiu's Martial Soul True Body in its complete form, combined with those strange and powerful soul skills, even a Title Douluo wouldn't be his match. "Grandpa, let me show you the Martial Soul Fusion Technique we've cultivated," Qian Renxue said with a light laugh, looking at Ye Qiu's profile, as she channeled her soul power into Ye Qiu's body. Soon, golden stripes slowly spread around Susanoo, converging behind it. A half-six-winged angel, clad in Tengu armor, stood there, its ten spirit rings pulsating and flashing. The angel raised its hand, a black fire lotus blooming in its palm, seemingly melting the space itself. "Excellent! Excellent! This move even I can feel the threat! The black flames are more powerful than the Holy Fire!" Qian Daoliu exclaimed with delight. *Buzz!* As his words fell, the angel's radiance seemed to overshadow the angel statue. The angel statue behind Qian Daoliu spontaneously lit up, as if threatened, forming a transparent shield. It quickly dissipated. While Ye Qiu was shocked by the manifestation of the angel god, he clearly sensed a tangible gaze fixed upon him. The sudden movement from the angel statue filled Qian Daoliu with trepidation. He immediately ordered Qian Renxue and the other to stop their spirit fusion technique. "Alright, Xiaoxue, that's enough of the demonstration, lest we offend the ancestor's majesty." "Understood, Grandpa." Qian Renxue's eyes also held reverence. Ye Qiu cooperated with her and put away Susanoo.
She also remembered what Ye Qiu had said about him returning to the past. She
glanced at Ye Qiu
and then asked Qian Daoliu, "Grandpa, I have some questions I want to ask our ancestor."
Qian Daoliu hesitated, glancing at Ye Qiu.
Seeing his hesitation, Qian Renxue continued,
"It's very important."
*Buzz!
* Before Qian Daoliu could agree,
golden threads emerged from the brow of the angel statue behind him,
connecting with Qian Renxue's brow.
Ye Qiu was startled.
Just as he was about to act,
Qian Daoliu stopped him, saying, "Ye Qiu, don't worry, our ancestor means no harm."
"Is that so?"
Ye Qiu looked at the holy, golden statue, his eyes filled with curiosity. What form did
Qian Renxue's ancestor, the Angel God, take?! At this moment, Qian Renxue was completely like an empty shell, her face numb. If she weren't still breathing, Ye Qiu would have thought she had lost her soul. Qian Daoliu remained silent. Kneeling in reverence before the angel statue, seemingly apologizing for his earlier outburst, Ye Qiu hesitated for a moment. He then activated his Eternal Kaleidoscope and, risking disrespect, peered at the statue. He stared for a long time, unable to penetrate the stone. It wasn't until the golden thread connecting him to Qian Renxue retracted that Ye Qiu felt a strange unease as he looked at the angel statue, blinking in disbelief. He seemed to have seen a faint, almost imperceptible pink tinge on the statue's cheek? With the Eternal Kaleidoscope, Ye Qiu rarely doubted his eyesight. This sight, however, was truly astonishing. He quickly rubbed his eyes. Looking again, the statue remained completely still, except for the flowing golden light. Ye Qiu reluctantly withdrew his gaze. Qian Renxue, beside him, had gradually regained her senses, her expression towards Ye Qiu complex. Her ancestor had actually told her that Ye Qiu would indeed return to the past and had even made contact with her, thus owing her a great favor. Qian Renxue couldn't understand. All she could be sure of now was that Ye Qiu hadn't lied to her. Moreover, her ancestor had told her that Ye Qiu already possessed divine power. In other words, a god had already chosen him. "Xue'er, why are you looking at me like that? Did your ancestor say anything to you?" Ye Qiu frowned in confusion. "Nothing, just asking if you lied to me," Qian Renxue said wistfully, her mind a little confused, shaking her head slightly. "Xiaoxue, did the ancestor give you any useful information?" Qian Daoliu also inquired. Qian Renxue simply shook her head. It was best not to tell her grandfather about this. The manifestation of the Angel God left both Ye Qiu and Qian Renxue somewhat unsettled. Ye Qiu had originally wanted to communicate with the Angel God, but the Golden Crocodile Douluo, who had just left, returned. "Big brother, the banquet is ready."