Douluo: Did you move Danta here?

Chapter 347 Qian Renxue Learns Everything

Upon hearing this, a golden glint flashed in Qian Daoliu's deep eyes, and his gaze was fixed on Ning Bei. He knew that this kid in front of him had many tricks up his sleeve, and that he must have his own reliance to dare to speak to him like this, but Qian Daoliu dared not gamble.

"You should know that Xiaoxue's ascension to godhood is more important to me than anything else. I would not accept it unless it was a foolproof plan."

"Nothing in this world is absolute. Even if you sacrifice yourself, can you guarantee that Xue'er will succeed?"

"This"

Qian Daoliu clearly understood Ning Bei's meaning, but he still preferred to use his own life to open the path to godhood for the little angel. Ning Bei, of course, also saw what the old man was struggling with.

"Grandpa Qian, as I just mentioned, the ninth test of the Angel God is very likely a test of the heart. Do you think your fall will affect Xue'er's emotions?"

The old man's breath hitched. Ning Bei's words had completely dispelled his idea of ​​sacrificing himself. Just as he said, he was sacrificing his life to ensure that Qian Renxue could become a god to the greatest extent possible. If his own death would affect the assessment, what would be the point of continuing?

"Phew, tell me your method."

"A kind of elixir."

"Elixir?"

"That's right, a pill that can instantly provide the energy needed to embark on the path to godhood."

Qian Daoliu's eyes were filled with shock, finding it hard to believe the existence of such a pill.

"Are you sure? You should know that the energy required to become a god is extremely terrifying, even to the point that a Limit Douluo needs to sacrifice all of his soul power."

"I understand that I would not have tried this kind of pill before I became a Limit Douluo, but the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Dual Soul Core that I created gave me the confidence to make this pill."

"Dual Soul Cores of Ice and Fire? You're insane!"

Ning Bei's soul core configuration once again shocked Qian Daoliu. He did not expect this young man to be so crazy, and for a moment he even forgot about the miraculous pill.

Ning Bei rubbed her nose. It was indeed a shocking story, but in the end, it was successful, wasn't it?
"Grandpa Qian, we've already succeeded by luck, so there's no need to worry too much."

"Don't joke around with your life, kid. If it affects Xiaoxue's ascension to godhood, this old man will never forgive you."

Looking at the old man with his beard bristling and eyes wide open, Ning Bei was speechless. She had thought the other party was concerned about her safety, but it seemed that she had been overthinking it.

"Alright, Grandpa Qian, that's how it is. After Xue'er completes the first eight tests, I will start refining pills. Let's not mention the matter of sacrificing oneself again, so as not to make Xue'er feel resistant to the divine test."

"Nonsense, who would want to die if there were other options?"

Qian Daoliu glanced at Ning Bei with annoyance, as if she were a fool who was eager to die, but then a hint of joy rose in his heart.

"How wonderful! I have the chance to witness Xiaoxue's transformation into a goddess."

Ningbei admired the old man quite a bit for this. He had served the Angel God his whole life and even paid the ultimate price for the continuation of the god's legacy, without any regrets. It was just a pity that he did not die a worthy death, and the divine realm ended up without the Angel God.

"Alright, sir, everything's been said. I'll go wait for Xue'er now; she probably isn't in a good mood right now."

Upon hearing Ning Bei's farewell, Qian Daoliu made no attempt to stop her. After thinking about what his son had done, he could only lower his head and sigh inwardly.

"Go ahead and take good care of Xiaoxue, that child."

"Don't worry, Grandpa Qian, I would have done it even without you telling me."

After making his promise, Ning Bei immediately returned to the entrance of the Papal Palace. The doors remained tightly shut, presumably indicating that the mother and daughter's conversation was still ongoing. He wasn't in a hurry and patiently waited at the door. Several more minutes passed before the imposing Papal Palace finally opened its doors, and the little angel's familiar pretty face appeared in his sight.

As he expected, Qian Renxue, upon learning the whole story, did not experience the joy of mother and daughter reuniting; instead, she was filled with a broken and disheartened feeling.

Ning Bei remained silent and slowly walked towards the little angel, arriving in front of her.

With her vision blocked by the shadows, the little angel's empty eyes suddenly focused, and she looked up to see Ning Bei's familiar face. A bitter smile appeared on her lips.

"Do you know everything?"

"Yes, we all know, but it would have been better if we didn't!"

The little angel's voice was somewhat hoarse, as if she had had a fierce argument with Bibi Dong, or perhaps it was simply Qian Renxue letting out an incredulous roar.

Ning Bei didn't offer any words of comfort directly. Instead, she stepped forward and gently pressed her lips to the little angel's smooth forehead, then pulled him tightly into her arms.

Qian Renxue's delicate body trembled suddenly, and then her whole body went limp as if her bones had been removed. She only managed to stay upright because Ning Bei's arms were supporting her.

"Ah, I... I shouldn't exist, you know that?"

"My father..."

The little angel choked up repeatedly, looking extremely sad, unable to utter a single complete sentence.

Ning Bei understood her feelings at this moment. The father she had always respected was a scumbag, and the fact that she had his blood in her veins was the reason why her mother hated her. All the efforts she had made to win her mother's love over the years seemed to have become a joke, and her birth itself was a mistake.

Gently patting the sobbing little angel in her arms, Ningbei said in a soft voice:
"Nothing is inherently wrong. If there is one, it is Tang San who is the most wrong existence."

"And I really need my Xue'er. No matter what others think, Xue'er is the mother of my future child."

"Pfft!"

The man's words seemed to have a magical power, instantly turning the tearful little angel into a smile, which she quickly suppressed before she could stop smiling.

"You're so annoying! I'm feeling sad, and you're trying to make me laugh?"

"There's nothing to be sad about. Those are things you can't control. Nobody has any reason to dislike you. You just need to live for me."

"Pah, you're shameless! Why should I live for you? Can't I live for myself?"

"Everything is fine, everything is fine!"

Actually, part of the reason why the little angel was sad was because she was worried that Ning Bei would look down on her. Now that she saw that the man didn't have that intention, it can be said that half of her knot in her heart was instantly untied. She just couldn't accept that her father had gone from being a pope who was admired by thousands to a despicable and shameless scoundrel.

Do you still hate that woman?

Release the little angel, wipe away her tears, and after exchanging a glance, Ningbei asked softly.

Qian Renxue's expression instantly became complicated. She must have hated Bibi Dong in the past, after all, the other party had never shown her, her daughter, any care. But now that she understood there was a reason for it, Qian Renxue didn't know whether she should forgive her, especially since she was the real murderer who killed her father.

"I don't know."

(End of this chapter)