Chapter 142:Qian Xunji Wants to Have a Baby.
Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu's figure slowly emerged from behind the angel statue.
His figure slowly emerged from the darkness.
As a level 99 Peerless Douluo, every step he took caused faint golden ripples to spread across the ground.
Soon, a head of long, silvery-white hair reached down to his waist, but his face looked like that of a middle-aged man in his forties, standing in front of Qian Xunji.
Only those eyes, weathered by a century of vicissitudes, revealed the marks of time at this moment.
He suppressed his overwhelming aura, but could not conceal his noble and sacred presence in the slightest.
"What's the meaning?"
Qian Daoliu's voice was like a clear spring as he gazed intently at Qian Xunji, who was kneeling on the ground.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Qian Xunji's forehead.
He took a deep breath, and a rare hint of urgency appeared on the face of the teacher under the crown.
The market was bustling with people, and the cries of vendors rose and fell.
Yu Xiaolie was silent for a moment, then I reached out and pinched Yu Lian's cheek hard.
I raised an eyebrow, my tone casual, yet revealing an undeniable hesitation.
Even if Grandpa and Grandpa Seven accept it, it will still be useful.
Even the Clear Sky Hammer, which is known as the number one weapon spirit in the world, is only a top-grade weapon spirit.
You are already standing on a bustling street corner, watching vendors hawking candied hawthorns, watching the golden sugar coating wrap around the bright red hawthorns, glistening in the sunlight.
The sudden flickering of the soul-guiding lamps hanging in the offering hall revealed the intense emotions within the heart of that seemingly weakling.
It would be a terrible thing if I had a grandson with an angelic martial soul and had him raised.
Qian Ayin spoke the first sentence with great seriousness, but unfortunately, Qian Daoliu understood it.
I was engrossed in watching when Yu Lianzi noticed and Xunji tugged at my sleeve.
"Really?" Qian Daoliu's voice finally showed a slight ripple.
Yu Xiaolie smiled and wiped your eyes, but you stubbornly took another big sip and muttered, "Human things... are so strange."
Everything was so still, as if time had stood still, that Qian Ayin could almost hear her own slow heartbeat.
Like worldly prejudices, Yu Xiaolie also experienced a lot at home. When he returned to the sect that time, without my insistence, coupled with Xunji's own vicious nature, doubts would be very slow to arise, and the identity of a soul beast would become so important.
Xunji blinked, his eyes showing no sign of coldness.
Yu Xiaolie looked up and asked.
"What are you afraid of?"
Yu Xiaolie, however, hadn't stood up yet, and reached out his hand to you:
"Take him back to the family first, and see who dares to say a word in his favor."
"Try that one."
Eight days ago, letters from the current pope soliciting potential partners were sent to various small families and religious sects.
Yu Xiaolie and Xunji watched the loving couple quietly together.
In the academy, many men blushed and their hearts pounded...
Compared to Qian Ayin's excited emotions, I didn't seem to react as strongly.
Immediately, the heat from my fingertips made the tips of Lian's ears burn.
"Absolutely true! Your Angelic Martial Soul can sense it! You can sense martial souls of the same grade!"
Every single time, you secretly tasted a sip of strong liquor from a street vendor, and the burning sensation brought tears to your eyes.
...
At most, in that era, in the eyes of the world, it was not a very shocking thing for a soul beast to fall in love with a human.
And so, Yu Xiaolie led Xunji on a journey, quickly venturing deeper into the border towns.
Meanwhile, in the town surrounded by the Starry Forest, Yu Lianzi was taking Xunji to the market.
The gold soul coins I earn from completing missions in the far north alone are enough to support me for four lifetimes.
My alt account is ruined, so I'll start a new one.
Qian Daoliu's gaze passed through the stained glass and looked at the clouds floating nearby.
"What's up?"
Qian Ayin bowed deeply and left the offering hall.
"Let's go, I'll go back to the sect with you."
"He can decide on his wife himself. It would be bad if he made a choice and asked you to check her out."
An eerie commotion erupted inside the hall.
That day, the two saw no one getting married in the quiet streets.
The usually dignified young priest began to slightly twitch his fingers behind his back.
Your fingertips unconsciously twisted the hem of your skirt, the blue silver grass woven fabric making a soft rustling sound.
The thousand-flowing water clock behind his back stopped its calculations.
Yu Xiaolie handed a string of candied hawthorns to Xunji's lips.
I knew my father had rejected me, though his tone also carried a hint of disappointment in his promising son.
No matter how eloquently Qian Ayin speaks, in my opinion, the Eight-Winged Angel Martial Soul is the weakest in the entire Douluo Continent, and no one can threaten it!
Before the performance even started, the acrobatic acts drew cheers, and the aroma of grilled meat mixed with fruity scents filled the air.
"Dad, a few days ago I met someone outside who has twin martial souls. His second martial soul... is definitely a god-level martial soul!"
The giant sword with its blood-red patterns seemed to reappear before his eyes, and the mere memory of it made him feel threatened.
This is a person over seventy years old who has not yet possessed a god-level martial soul.
He has lived for over a hundred years, and apart from the Six-Winged Angel and the Sea God Martial Soul on Seagod Island, he has never seen a true god-level Martial Soul on the Douluo Continent.
"He is the heir of the Blue Lightning Sect, and the sect's hope... Would his family accept you?"
Of course, that little bit of expense is nothing to Lianzi.
There is too little bloodshed and prejudice between humans and soul beasts.
"Is it bad?"
His voice trembled involuntarily as he spoke the last few words.
Thinking of that, Qian Ayin's back broke out in a cold sweat.
Looking at your chubby cheeks, Yu Xiaolie couldn't help but reach out and wipe the sugar residue from the corner of your mouth.
Those words, though spoken in a way that resonated with her, brought Qian Ayin a sense of relief.
And so, the two of them traveled between cities and towns, eating, drinking, and having fun for a month.
Qian Daoliu's snow-white eyebrows rose slightly, a hint of doubt in his eyes regarding Qian Xunji's words.
Outside the tavern, merchants whispered amongst themselves...
Xunji carefully took a bite, and the sweet taste melted on her tongue, making her unconsciously squint her eyes.
Therefore, I must cultivate a successor to the previous generation of angelic martial spirits as soon as possible to ensure the ruling position of the Spirit Hall and the Eight-Winged Angels on the continent.
You hesitated for a long time before speaking again:
It was only then that Yu Lianzi realized it.
Because they knew from somewhere that the news of the Pope's arranged marriage had leaked, the news spread like wildfire throughout the streets and alleys.
Yu Lian's expression was anything but peaceful.
Yes, since Qian Ayin has taken the initiative to say that she wants to get married and have children, I am happy to see it happen.
If I were given several more decades to grow, I'm afraid that in the future, I might do something bad and surpass myself, even overshadowing the holy angels.
As a 100,000-year-old soul beast in human form, every kind of food in the human world is a novel experience for you.
After a long silence, I sighed again:
Yu Lian's clear blue eyes are as bright as a newborn child's first encounter with the world.
The reason I'm delaying having children is because I've witnessed Yu Xiaolie's terrifying potential firsthand.
Immediately afterwards, Wuhun City was in an uproar.
The quiet marketplace has repeatedly shown Xunji a whole new world.
Xunji hurriedly pretended to be studying the structure of candied hawthorn.
The glistening sugar coating shimmered in the sunlight, making Xunji's blue eyes appear dull and indistinct.
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