Chapter 166 Qian Renxue's Choice!
Qian Renxue's expression grew increasingly grim as she listened.
When she heard that the Light Feather Douluo had fallen, her fingers trembled slightly.
That perpetually childlike old man...
Although he was always unreliable, he was always the first to come and cheer her up whenever she was sad or upset.
Performing magic tricks, telling jokes, making funny faces...
That ever-smiling face will never be seen again.
"And His Holiness the Pope..."
The Thousand-Pound Douluo took over the conversation, his voice hoarse:
"To cover their retreat... she faced those demons alone... and now... there's no news of her..."
Qian Renxue trembled all over.
That woman.
She never experienced a single trace of maternal love from her.
She hates her.
She resented her neglect and hated that she never hugged her.
But wasn't she also always hoping?
I hope that one day, that woman will smile gently at her like an ordinary mother.
So she worked hard to cultivate her skills, lay low, and desperately tried to impress her.
Even just a simple "Well done."
But now...
Everything is gone.
"Xiaoxue".
Qian Daoliu walked to her side and gently patted her shoulder:
Don't overthink it. It's good that you're back.
Qian Renxue looked up at her grandfather who had always protected her, and suddenly felt a lump in her throat.
From childhood to adulthood, the only person who truly loved her was her grandfather.
Just then—
Boom!!!
A tremendous roar came from the sky!
Everyone's expression changed, and they rushed out of the main hall.
In the distance, on the cloud boat, the emerald green scorpion tail that had just been retrieved from the desert was gleaming coldly.
The warning from Hyotei could be faintly heard.
"Those people from another world..."
The Thousand-Pound Douluo's face turned pale:
"They still haven't given up."
Everyone fell silent.
Although the ancient clans said that they were the most powerful force on the Dou Qi Continent, and that no one could touch Douluo with them around.
But who can really trust you?
Those people who just tried to sneak in are the best example, aren't they?
"grandfather."
Qian Renxue suddenly spoke.
Qian Daoliu looked at her.
"I don't plan to go back to the prehistoric world."
Qian Renxue gazed at the distant cloud boat, then at the war-torn land beneath her feet, her voice calm yet resolute:
"They need me more here."
"What?!"
Everyone's expression changed drastically!
"Young Master, you mustn't!"
The Thousand-Pound Douluo was in a panic:
"What is the Primordial Wilderness? It's a place where you can defy fate! You were chosen with great difficulty, how can you give up?"
"Yes, Xiaoxue!"
Lion Douluo also advised:
"The longer you stay in the primordial world, the more opportunities you will have! Only when you are strong enough will you be able to better protect the Spirit Hall when you return!"
"Just think about it, if you became a great power in the primordial world, who would dare to bully us?"
Qian Daoliu frowned, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly spoke:
"Xiaoxue, Grandpa knows you care about us. But what future do you have if you stay in Douluo Continent?"
"This place has limited opportunities and resources. If you stay here, how will you improve your cultivation?"
Qian Renxue shook her head:
"Grandpa, I've thought about everything you said."
She turned around and looked at everyone:
"First, staying here might not mean there won't be opportunities."
"Senior Poison Douluo, he's never been to the Primordial World, yet he still broke through his bottleneck thanks to the opportunity that descended from the heavens?"
"Opportunities are determined by fate, not by location."
Qian Daoliu was taken aback.
"second..."
Qian Renxue paused:
"I have no future in this prehistoric world."
She briefly recounted her experiences in the prehistoric world.
She was transported to the territory of the Phoenix Clan's branch, the Flying Feather Clan.
When the human race displayed the destiny of a protagonist in the primordial world, there was a surge in intermarriage.
The main branch of the Phoenix Clan considers itself of noble lineage and disdains such things, but the branches do not care.
The Feathered Clan was a mixed-race group that emerged at that time.
They didn't realize Qian Renxue's origins, but seeing that she resembled them somewhat and possessed a peculiar martial spirit, they sent her to the foot of the Undying Mountain.
I want to see if she can awaken a more powerful bloodline.
The tempering of Nirvana Fire allowed her cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds, and she also awakened the Flame of Light.
However, the Flying Feather Clan considered this result to be only so-so.
There was almost no chance of making a name for oneself after that.
"The world is vast, but without a background or connections, it's too difficult to get ahead."
Qian Renxue spoke calmly:
"Besides, Shui Bing'er and the others will soon be recruiting on behalf of the Heavenly Court. Wouldn't it be better for me to join the Heavenly Court directly than to linger in the Flying Feather Clan?"
The group looked at each other in bewilderment.
That makes sense...
"third--"
Qian Renxue looked up at the sky, where the figures of Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo flashed by:
"Elder Ju and Elder Gui are in the Primordial World, and Hu Liena is also there. With them around, that's enough."
"The Spirit Hall doesn't need so many people to plunge into the prehistoric world."
She paused, then lowered her voice:
"fourth..."
"That woman is gone."
"I hate her, but I also..."
She took a deep breath and didn't say anything more.
"Grandpa, elders."
She turned around, her gaze sweeping over everyone:
"The people I care about are all here."
"I don't want to risk my life in the wilderness, only to come back and find that everyone I care about is gone."
"Then what's the point?"
Everyone fell silent.
Qian Daoliu looked at her, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.
This child has grown up.
"and--"
Qian Renxue raised her head, flames igniting in her eyes:
"I am the young master of the Spirit Hall."
"It is my responsibility to stay and protect the Spirit Hall and the Douluo Continent."
"We must never allow what happened before to happen again!"
Her voice wasn't loud, but it was firm and resonant.
The group exchanged glances and finally stopped trying to persuade them.
Qian Daoliu stepped forward and patted her shoulder forcefully:
"good."
"Then let's work together to protect this land."
Qian Renxue nodded, looking at the cloud boat in the distance, and then at the oppressive feeling faintly coming from the void.
His eyes held an unprecedented firmness.
...
The primordial era.
An unnamed pool somewhere.
Erming was soaking in the water, panting heavily.
After escaping the valley, he ran for most of the day before daring to stop.
That poison was extremely potent.
If it weren't for his special physical condition, he would have died there long ago.
"That idiot Tang San deserved it!"
He spat:
"I knew something was wrong a long time ago. That place was creepy, and he still stupidly went in!"
"It's good that you're dead, then you won't have to travel west!"
He was cursing and swearing, but then he suddenly froze.
Xiao Wu...
Still in Lingshan!
If the journey to the west fails, will those bald monks make things difficult for Xiao Wu?
Erming's expression changed.
He thought of that witch again, that woman who used poison.
That's terrifying.
He soaked in the water and struggled for a long time.
go back?
Should we not go back?
Going back might mean certain death.
If we don't go back, what will happen to Xiao Wu?
"Hold!"
He slapped the water's surface, splashing up a large spray:
"That good-for-nothing Tang San, even in death he's dragging me down with him!"
Despite his cursing, he still climbed out of the pool, gritted his teeth, and charged towards the valley again.
Never mind!
Save lives first!
Even if we can't save Tang San, we still need to confirm whether that guy is dead or not!
If he dies, he can go to Mount Ling to report the news and bring Xiao Wu back!
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