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"Nation- stealing plan...?"
After a long period of silence, Qian Daoliu's frown deepened, and a sense of unease began to grow within him.
He tentatively asked, "Xiao Xue, why are you bringing this up?"
"I want to personally carry out this plan," Qian Renxue said with a serious expression, her tone was very direct.
"…"
Receiving this expected answer, Qian Daoliu fell silent.
After a deep breath, he said with a tone of earnest advice:
"Xiao Xue, with your talents, taking on such a task might delay..."
"Grandpa, I need experience and I need to do something for this family!" Qian Renxue replied firmly.
After saying this,Qian Renxue's determination deepened and observing Qian Renjue, who was idly holding a teapot and chewing on the spout, she was even more resolute.
If the opponent were only Tang San, she would not need to rush to leave.
But the current situation was different.
What she knew could not be shared openly.
And Tang San's behind-the-scenes manipulator had already begun making moves and laying plans.
If she stayed here and did nothing,
Even becoming a god wouldn't change anything.
In her previous life, didn't she become a God and defeat Sea God Tang San at first, but what difference did it make?
They still lost thoroughly.
The goal of the national stealing plan wasn't the primary reason; what mattered was not letting the enemy go unchecked!
If possible, she wanted to eliminate Tang San's helpers in advance.
If she was really passive and idle
She would have no chance of victory.
With these thoughts in mind, Qian Renxue became even more resolute and said in a deep voice:
"Please, Grandpa, support me!"
Seeing that Qian Renxue was determined, Qian Daoliu could only shake his head helplessly and defer the decision.
"Xiao Xue, let's wait until things settle down in the Spirit Hall before discussing this further."
"Take some time to think about it."
Qian Renxue furrowed her brow slightly and nodded.
"Alright then."
"Mm, I'll be going now."
With those words, Qian Daoliu didn't linger and swiftly headed down the mountain.
His mood had undoubtedly turned sour again.
He needed to first discuss this with the future pope.
...
Watching Qian Daoliu leave in a hurry, Qian Renxue glanced back at Qian Renjue, who was trying to eavesdrop with his head peeking and his innocent eyes blinked adorably, she couldn't help but smile.
She wasn't in a rush to leave; witnessing the crowning of the new pope and the holy son was something she needed to attend
"Sister, what did you and Grandpa talk about?" Qian Renjue asked as he approached her.
"Nothing much."
Qian Renxue spoke softly and gently pinched Qian Renjue's cheeks, teasing:
"Sister just wants to become a Limit Douluo in the future, to protect you and discipline you."
"Ah? Limit Douluo!"
Qian Renjue was surprised, wondering if this was why she didn't want to become a saintess.
"Yes."
Qian Renxue nodded with a smile.
She held up her delicate fist in front of Qian Renjue.
"Be good, or Sister will punched you hard."
Qian Renjue quickly grabbed the fist, pressing it down with a grumpy look and pleading:
"Sister, I'll definitely behave."
"Ha ha ha."
Qian Renxue laughed as she hugged Qian Renjue.
She leaned in close to his ear and whispered:
"Sister was just joking."
"Sister."
Although Qian Renxue said she was joking, Qian Renjue still felt uneasy.
His ears turned red, and there was a hint of awkwardness in his eyes.
He struggled:
"Sister, why are you pinching my neck?"
"Ha, don't worry, Sister didn't use much force."
Qian Renxue's gentle hand lightly grasped his warm neck, smiling as she nuzzled to his blushing face.
Qian Renxue, with a playful smile, thought it was still fun as ever.
"Sister!"
...
After notifying Bibi Dong to prepare for the succession, Qian Daoliu planned to personally oversee the Spirit Hall and handle the affairs of the next few days.
As he approached the Pope's Hall, he saw the white-haired, youthful Ye Renxin rushing towards him from afar.
As Ye Renxin got closer, he adjusted his pace and bowed to Qian Daoliu with a respectful tone.
"Junior Ye Renxin greets Your Excellency."
Qian Daoliu nodded slightly.
He asked, "Are you in such a hurry because you need something from me?"
"The injured personel have no major issues. I've come to bid farewell," Ye Renxin said respectfully.
Unlike his previous kind and gentle demeanor, his expression now showed a hint of sadness.
Qian Daoliu looked at Ye Renxin with confusion.
"Is that so? Then why the rush?"
"Junior would not deceive Your Excellency."
Ye Renxin's face showed bitterness.
He then added with warmth and relief:
"My granddaughter is about to awaken her martial soul. I need to rush back."
"…"
Qian Daoliu fell silent.
He was aware of the drawbacks of the Nine Hearts Begonia martial soul.
Ye Renxin was preparing to handle his own end.
"Time flies so fast."
Qian Daoliu, after a long silence, shook his head with deep emotion.
"Yes."
Ye Renxin also deeply felt the passing time.
The Nine Hearts Begonia martial soul could save countless lives, but it was cruel to his family.
In the blink of an eye, he too would follow in his father's and grandfather's footsteps,
Sacrificing himself for the sake of legacy.
Setting aside the bitterness and helplessness, Ye Renxin bowed and said:
"Please, Senior, grant me this favor."
Qian Daoliu shook his head helplessly and chuckled.
"Ah, our Spirit Hall isn't so powerful after all."
"You are a valued guest we invited, and I naturally have no right to interfere with your departure. However…"
Qian Daoliu's tone changed as he gently patted Ye Renxin's shoulder and smiled:
"Stay a few more days."
"The succession ceremony for the pope and the holy son is already in preparation, so there's no need to be in a hurry."
Ye Renxin was surprised by the efficiency of the Spirit Hall.
"A new pope and holy son?"
"Yes."
Qian Daoliu nodded, his interest piqued.
Over the years, the Spirit Hall had considered integrating the Ye family.
Now he had the opportunity to test it out.
He hoped to see his great-grandchildren in his lifetime.
The Nine Hearts Begonia martial soul was very necessary for the Qian family and the entire Spirit Hall.
It was indeed a very good candidate for marrying
"Since that's the case, then I'll respectfully follow your instructions."
Ye Renxin didn't insist on leaving and agreed.
The last few days of witnessing the different events would be quite nice.
Qian Daoliu walked away with his hands behind his back.
He turned back and said lightly:
"Don't be so formal. Let's go, walk with me."
Ye Renxin was momentarily stunned, feeling honored and surprised.
He quickly became alert.
"Yes!"
He responded and followed Qian Daoliu.
...
The succession ceremony for the pope was being arranged with great urgency.
The pope and holy son robes were also being hastily prepared.
No one knew that Qian Daoliu was working hard for his unborn great-grandchildren.