Chapter 129 Qian Lin: Qian Renxue as an undercover agent?
How could you even think of that! Level 98 Golden Crocodile, you're a disgrace to your ancestors!
Qian Lin turned around, pointed to the palace below, and asked calmly, "In the palace below, there's a junior with the blood of my Qian family. She's accompanied by two Title Douluos. What's going on? Is she a descendant of my Qian family, or a bloodline that's been lost?"
Hearing this, Qian Daoliu was first stunned, then seemed to realize something. His previously tired face instantly shone with an unusual radiance, and even his breathing became rapid.
Excitement!
Uncontrollable excitement!
This was a golden opportunity to show his face before the ancestor and prove that the Qian family had a worthy successor!
Qian Daoliu quickly stepped forward, bowed, and said with undisguised pride and arrogance, "Reporting to the Ancestor! What you sensed is my granddaughter, named Qian Renxue!"
"Oh? Your granddaughter?"
Qian Lin nodded slightly, signaling him to continue.
Qian Daoliu straightened his back, a proud smile on his face, and quickly explained:
"Reporting to Ancestor, Xue'er is exceptionally talented, having awakened a six-winged angel martial soul with innate full soul power at level twenty! Her aptitude far surpasses that of this junior, and she can even be said to be the first person in the Qian family in ten thousand years!"
At this point, Qian Daoliu deliberately paused, observing Qian Lin's expression. Seeing that the ancestor did not show displeasure, he boldly continued:
"Not only that, Xue'er has also gained the favor of our ancestor—that is, the Angel God Ancestor! If it weren't for the sudden descent of the Heavenly Curtain, disrupting the original plan, Xue'er might already be undergoing the Nine Trials of the Angel and receiving the inheritance of her divine position!"
"Give her enough time, and it won't be long before she inherits the ancestor's angelic divine position and becomes the new deity of my Qian family and the entire Spirit Hall!"
"As for her in the palace..."
A glint flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes, and he whispered:
"That was to carry out a top-secret plan to overthrow the Heaven Dou Empire—the 'The Theft of the Country Plan'."
She had been posing as the Crown Prince of Tiandou, Xue Qinghe, for many years, and now it seemed the crucial moment to close the net had arrived.
"Innate Level 20? Angelic Nine Trials? A plan to steal the kingdom?"
Upon hearing this, Qian Lin's lips finally curved into a faint smile, the coldness in his eyes lessening, replaced by a hint of appreciation:
"Interesting. It seems the Qian family ten thousand years from now isn't entirely useless."
Just as Qian Daoliu was secretly pleased, Qian Lin's expression suddenly changed, and he coldly snorted:
"Qian Daoliu, you're not quite pleased with yourself, are you?"
Qian Daoliu was stunned, his smile freezing on his face.
Somewhat bewildered, Qian Daoliu looked at his suddenly changed ancestor, a fear surging from the depths of his soul causing him to shiver.
"Ancestor… this… Xue'er has extraordinary talent, the potential to become a god, isn't that… isn't that good enough? This junior… this junior is foolish, I truly don't know what I've done wrong?"
Qian Daoliu's voice trembled slightly, his back bent even lower, almost burying itself in his chest.
"Hmph!"
Qian Lin snorted again, the sound seeming to explode directly in Qian Daoliu's mind, making his blood surge.
Qian Lin stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes blazing, staring intently at the palace below, his tone filled with exasperated anger:
"Exceptional talent? Potential to become a god? What a joke!"
"In my perception, that girl's bone age is already over twenty. If she were in my era, a peerless genius with innate level twenty full soul power at this age, even without a divine inheritance, should at least have touched the threshold of a titled Douluo! It wouldn't be impossible for her to even reach level ninety-five!"
"But what about her? She's only a Soul Saint now! A mere level seventy-something!"
Qian Lin suddenly turned his head, his sharp gaze piercing Qian Daoliu like two swords:
"Is this what you call exceptional talent? Is this what you call the number one person in the Qian family for ten thousand years? It's a complete waste of talent!"
"What a waste of that pure angelic bloodline and that top-tier innate talent of level 20!"
"You bunch of useless elders, how exactly did you teach your descendants?
You actually let her waste her precious cultivation time on that boring 'usurping the country' game!"
"Utterly foolish!"
Qian Daoliu was scolded until his face turned red. He opened his mouth to argue, but found himself speechless.
Yes, if Xue'er had focused on cultivation, with her talent, her achievements would have been immeasurable.
If only he had known this would happen, he shouldn't have agreed when Bibi Dong proposed sending Qian Renxue to infiltrate Tian Dou!
Now look what happened.
Not only did he suffer the pain of being separated from his granddaughter for twenty years, but he also delayed Xue'er's cultivation and was scolded by Lin Zu! Qian Lin became angrier as he spoke, and the terrifying pressure emanating from his body caused the surrounding space to distort.
Jin E Douluo, who had originally tried to minimize his presence, was now sweating profusely. His clothes were instantly soaked through.
With only level ninety-eight soul power, he was utterly insignificant compared to an ancient, mythical powerhouse like Qian Lin.
Especially when he heard Qian Lin reprimand Qian Daoliu, Golden Crocodile Douluo was terrified, wishing he could disappear into the ground.
He feared his ancestor's wrath would fall upon him, an outsider.
However, what he feared most came to pass.
After reprimanding Qian Daoliu, Qian Lin caught a glimpse of the trembling Golden Crocodile Douluo.
Qian Lin paused slightly, seemingly sensing a familiar aura. A hint of surprise flashed across his previously angry face, and his tone softened slightly, though still tinged with contempt:
"Hmm? This aura…"
"I didn't expect it to be a descendant of 'Little Golden' from back then." Upon hearing the title "Little Jin," Golden Crocodile Douluo trembled, jerking his head up in disbelief.
Qian Lin scrutinized Golden Crocodile Douluo, shook his head, and sighed, "What a pity. Twenty thousand years have passed, and your Jin family has truly regressed. The mighty Golden Crocodile King Martial Soul has only reached level ninety-eight."
Golden Crocodile Douluo was no longer afraid; the shock overwhelmed him.
His voice trembled as he cautiously asked,
"Ancestor... Ancestor, do you... do you know my Jin family's ancestor?"
Qian Daoliu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, glancing gratefully at Golden Crocodile Douluo.
He thought to himself that this old buddy was still somewhat useful at crucial moments, at least sharing some of the burden.
Qian Lin ignored Qian Daoliu's subtle gestures, instead falling into a brief reverie, his eyes becoming somewhat profound:
"Know him? More than just know him."
"Twenty thousand years ago, your Jin family's ancestor was named Jin Tian. "
"After my mother became a god, he was incredibly lucky. He received the protection and baptism of my mother's divine power, and his originally ordinary crocodile martial soul underwent a second evolution, becoming the top-tier Golden Crocodile King."
At this point, Qian Lin paused, a hint of nostalgia in his voice:
"Later, seeing his potential, I took him as my personal disciple. That kid lived up to expectations, eventually cultivating to level ninety-nine, the demigod realm, just one step away from becoming a god at level one hundred."
"But unexpectedly..."
Qian Lin's gaze sharpened again, staring directly into the Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes, coldly saying:
"Passed down for twenty thousand years, and in your generation, you're only level ninety-eight. You don't even have half the brilliance of your ancestor, truly a disgrace to your ancestors!"
Upon hearing this, Golden Crocodile Douluo's face instantly flushed crimson, overwhelmed with shame.
He had originally thought his level 98 strength was enough to make him stand out among the crowd, and as the Second Elder of the Spirit Hall, he held a revered position.
But now, after being reprimanded by this living ancestor, he realized that in the eyes of true powerhouses, he was nothing more than a worthless junior.
"Junior...Junior knows his mistake! Junior has disgraced his ancestor!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo lowered his head, his voice filled with shame and self-reproach, wishing he could find a block of tofu and smash his head against it on the spot.
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