Being threatened?
Qian Daoliu's eyebrows twitched, and confusion appeared in his eyes again.
With her strength, how can she still be threatened?
"Grandpa, don't believe me?" Seeing Qian Daoliu's hesitant expression, Qian Renxue lowered her head and thought for a while.
Raising her head, Qian Renxue did not purse her lips.
"In Grandpa's opinion, what do the gods in the God Realm look like?"
"God..."
Qian Daoliu did not answer immediately. The fact that Qian Renxue could ask this question at this time already showed that God is actually different from what he imagined.
"The Ancestor God is always right." After thinking for a moment, Qian Daoliu gave such an answer.
"Xiaoxue, I don't know much about the God Realm, and the same goes for those gods. I have only met the Divine Ancestor, and what is passed down orally within the Spirit Hall is only the Divine Ancestor's deeds."
Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Renxue quietly with pride in his tone.
"That is faith and obsession, the obsession of countless generations of Douluo Hall masters."
"So when I found out that you were chosen by the Divine Ancestor, I was really happy."
Faith, obsession.
Inexplicable sadness surged up, and Qian Renxue's eyes moved slightly. She was not looking at Qian Daoliu, and her tone was strange.
"You were so happy that I faced your death, helpless and collapsed, and told me who was the real person who killed my father back then. You wanted me to distract you from the pain of witnessing your death."
"In the end, I had to step on the flesh and blood of my relatives to ascend to the throne of God."
"Grandpa, that's what you think, right?"
With a proud look on his face, Qian Daoliu opened his mouth silently.
"But you succeeded. You also said that you were happy the moment you knew you could become a god." Qian Daoliu said slowly and hoarsely.
"Because it meant that I could reach a higher level. At that time, I didn't know what I would lose. I simply expressed my desire for strength."
Whether it's to surpass Bibi Dong and get the attention I deserve, or to completely leave Tang San behind and wash away the first failure in my life. Thinking silently in her heart, Qian Renxue's eyes flickered.
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"On this basis, I thought I could share this with you, and you will be happy because of this, because I have also seen your devotion to angels and gods."
But this is for your own good.
This sentence rang in his mind, but Qian Daoliu couldn't say it because the sadness in Qian Renxue's eyes was so obvious.
He knew that Qian Renxue would not be able to accept the inheritance of the divine throne in this way, and he also knew how much Qian Renxue valued the family ties she had.
He knew everything, but he still stubbornly concealed it.
"But it's a pity that even if I became a god, I couldn't change the outcome of the Spirit Empire. Instead, I lost the godship that Qianjia had always believed in." The topic changed, and Qian Renxue curled her lips with self-mockery.
Qian Daoliu's expression turned ugly as he clenched his hands suddenly.
"Xiaoxue..."
The two sides were silent, Qian Daoliu's voice was completely mute, and he looked at his granddaughter with complicated eyes, his thoughts were a little confused.
Qian Renxue was not in a hurry to continue, she waited for Qian Daoliu to ease her mood.
Qian Daoliu knows what she cares about most, and why doesn't she do the same?
"So, are you planning to give up this road this time?"
"..."
"Grandpa, the real gods in the God Realm are different from the gods you imagined." Qian Renxue lowered her eyes and turned the topic back to the beginning.
"I heard it." Seeing that Qian Renxue didn't answer him directly, he was disappointed, relieved and remorseful.
This is expected, but Qian Daoliu still has illusions.
I may not be able to see Qianjia lose her mind again in my lifetime, but this is also a sign that my granddaughter cares about me.
Is this considered... an obstacle?
"Gods also have their own emotions, and they can also be partial, and we," Qian Renxue smiled sarcastically, "we have never been the target of their partiality."
"Grandpa, do you understand now, why I don't want to reveal this, because I don't believe them, and I can't afford to bet."
"Gods cannot meddle in the affairs of the lower world at will." Qian Daoliu recalled, "In a conversation between me and the ancestor of the gods, the ancestors of the gods once said this."
"But they also set the rules, and there are loopholes in the rules. They are not dead creatures and will only follow these rules rigidly. They are flexible."
So, is this the threat?
Qian Daoliu's eyelids began to twitch, and his eyes froze.
"I originally wanted to hide everything myself, and then destroy their plans and disrupt everything that happened in my previous life, but something unexpected happened."
"But, Xiaoxue, once what you said cannot be verified, why would they intervene?"
Is this something very important and worthy of their attention?
"Grandpa, how did you feel when you first heard this?"
Qian Renxue looked at Qian Daoliu helplessly. Of course she also had her own concerns, otherwise she would not have weighed whether it was necessary to confide this to Qian Daoliu after she clearly felt the obstruction from Qian Daoliu.
How much.
"Doubt, disbelief and anger." Without thinking too much, Qian Daoliu directly expressed his first feelings.
"You have been with me since I was a child. In your words, your experience really makes me, a grandfather, feel angry."
"But this sounds so ridiculous. My Wuhun Palace has existed for thousands of years, but was finally destroyed in the hands of a boy who was less than thirty. How do you want me to believe it?"
"Then will grandpa pay more attention to Tang San because of this? When he first shows his talents, will you take into account what I call 'the future' and want to deal with him?"
Qian Renxue shook her head, "Not everyone in Wuhun Palace can treat a person who may destroy Wuhun Palace with a normal heart."
"Isn't this great, nipping the threat in the cradle? If I had known this earlier, Tang San would have died the moment you brought him back."
Killing intent flashed in his eyes, and Qian Daoliu's tone became cold.
"But, grandpa, why is Tang Chen still alive?"
A look of fear appeared on his face, and the blood-red words seemed to be in front of his eyes. Qian Daoliu closed his eyes.
"This is different. He is partial, but Tang San has nothing to do with it."
"That's not necessarily true. He showed what partiality is to Tang San."
Listening to this tone, Qian Daoliu frowned, partial...
"Have you ever seen a god given away for free?"
Qian Daoliu's face darkened, and his brows wrinkled, then wrinkled again.
"Then everything you are doing now is meaningless. You and Bibi Dong can't defeat Tang San who has become Shura God. According to your description, you are powerless."
"Grandpa, this is not a personal war. In the end, three empires are fighting. God is not omnipotent."
"But God can play a decisive role."
This chapter has been completed!