Douluo: Starting from the Nine-Curved Vine Dragon

Chapter 276 Seeing is Believing
Qian Renxue looked in the direction her grandfather pointed, and saw a high platform behind the angel statue.

On the high platform, there was an old man with white hair and beard sitting cross-legged.

The old man was wearing a golden robe with a lifelike crocodile embroidered on it with silver silk thread, looking majestic and ferocious.

A golden spear that looked like it was made entirely of gold was placed horizontally in the hands of the old man in the golden robe.

Looking at the dazzling golden spear, Qian Renxue subconsciously released her mental power to investigate.

"Xue'er, don't..."

By the time Qian Daoliu realized it, it was too late. His granddaughter had already directed her mental power to come into contact with the golden spear.

At that moment, an incomparable surge of fighting spirit burst out from the golden spear, transforming into a golden air wave that blew Qian Renxue away and slammed heavily into the wall of the inheritance space.

"Pfft!" a sound.

Qian Renxue spat out a large mouthful of scarlet blood, and her originally healthy and rosy face now looked a little paler.

"Wow, what a powerful force, what is that?"

"That is the inherited artifact of the God of War - the Spear of War!" Qian Daoliu came to his granddaughter and helped her up, explaining:
"There are nine tests for the God of War. Your Grandpa Golden Crocodile has already reached the final ninth test. As long as he completes this ninth test, he will be able to proceed to the final godhood inheritance ceremony."

"When the assessment reaches this level, it is only one step away from the true divine realm. Therefore, during the assessment of your Grandpa Golden Crocodile, the artifact Spear of War will enter a state of self-protection."

"Any external force will trigger the Spear of War's counterattack."

"Fortunately, Xue'er, there was no malice mixed in your mental power just now, otherwise the counterattack of the Spear of War would not be as simple as simply repelling you, but would actually put you to death."

After listening to her grandfather's explanation, Qian Renxue's eyes suddenly showed a hint of fear.

It turned out that she almost died just now.

"This is the power of the divine weapon. It is indeed very strong!"

Just as she sighed, Qian Renxue suddenly thought of something, looked at Qian Daoliu, and asked:

"Grandpa, the artifact of the God of War is the Spear of War, so what is the artifact of our ancestor Angel God?"

Listening to his granddaughter's question, Qian Daoliu did not answer directly, but hinted in a roundabout way:

"Well, Grandpa is asking you, what is the weapon of our six-winged angel spirit?"

"The weapon of the six-winged angel spirit? Of course it's the angel's holy sword..." Qian Renxue answered instinctively after hearing this.

"Angel Holy Sword!"

She remembered something and turned her head suddenly to look at the long sword held in both hands of the angel statue in the space.

You don't know until you see it. When Qian Renxue saw it, she found that the long sword seemed to emit an invisible magical power, silently calling her.

Qian Daoliu naturally noticed his granddaughter's unusual reaction.

"Has Xue'er resonated with the Holy Sword of Angels?"

"That's great! That's great! After so many years, our Qian family finally has a descendant who is qualified to inherit the ancestor's throne!"

The resonance meant that his granddaughter's recognition of the inheritance of the Angel God's throne was a sure thing.

As the high priest of the Angel God, the nine tests of the Angel God were not difficult for his granddaughter. The only variable would be the final ceremony of succession to the throne.

As long as the inheritor survives this final ceremony of succession to the throne, he will be able to truly inherit the throne of God and become a true god.

"Go, Xue'er."

Qian Daoliu gently pushed his granddaughter from behind and encouraged her:
"Step forward and hold the Angel Sword."

"If nine golden light curtains appear, it means that you have successfully inherited the throne of the ancestor angel god."...

After Yueguan Ghost returned, he reported what happened in the worship hall.

"Whisper?"

Lin Rong frowned and said:
"Is this old man so defensive?"

"Forget it. Since I can't find out anything, let's just leave it at that."

"There is less than a month left before the start of the Continental High-level Spirit Master Elite Tournament. Although it is only the preliminaries, there may be people like Tang San who are playing dumb but are actually good at it."

"So, don't be idle these days. Use your connections as a Spirit Hall priest to collect all the information about the teams participating in the preliminaries. The more detailed the information, the better."

"Yes." Yueguan Guimei and the others answered and were about to leave when Lin Rong thought of something and stopped them, saying:
"Wait, I almost forgot one thing."

"Although I taught Tang San a lesson, there is no guarantee that he won't get sick again."

"Just in case, I need a character who can openly trip up Tang San."

"It doesn't have to be limited to a specific person. People like Yu Xiaogang and Yan who have conflicts with Tang San can all be used."

"Yan?" Yue Guan asked doubtfully.

Yu Xiaogang had a grudge against Tang San, and he understood.

After all, someone had come in person to accept him as a disciple, but he had never expected to be severely humiliated by Tang San, so there was naturally a deep grudge between them.

But Yan seemed to have never even seen Tang San. Where did this contradiction come from?
Lin Rong spoke nonsense in a serious tone:

"Hu Liena went on a diplomatic mission to Tiandou and personally went to the forest of Tiandou Royal Academy to look for Tang San. They had a close contact."

"Tell Yan what I said, and he will be jealous and will naturally go to trouble Tang San without saying a word."

"This? Will Yan believe it?"

Yue Guan was a little hesitant.

"It's true that Hu Liena went to the forest of Tiandou Royal Academy to look for Tang San. It's also true that she tied Tang San up with vines and dragged him to the infirmary. It's not an exaggeration to say that they had close contact, right?"

"Everything you told Yan is true. You can only blame Yan for misunderstanding what I meant. You can't blame others."

"Also, don't be too deliberate when telling Yan. Mention it intentionally or unintentionally, and let Yan fill in the picture in his mind. This way the effect can be maximized."

After listening, Yue Guan replied with a smirk:

"Don't worry, sir. I understand!"

"Yan's hot temper can be dealt with in just a few words, and the effect will definitely be good."

……

The top floor of a hotel.

Tang San pushed open the door and was about to go out for a walk when he saw Prince Xue Qinghe, whose face was a little pale and whose steps were a little unsteady. There was still an unsatisfied smile on his face. He walked into the room at the end of the corridor with the help of two elderly attendants.

"Didn't you say you were going to see the Pope? How come you were fine before you left, but now..."

"Humph, it turns out that all nobles are of the same character. They only know how to indulge in romance and revelry every night. Such a corrupt ruling class should be replaced by our Tang Sect!"

"And meet the Pope? Bah! If he really went to the Papal Palace, would he have sex with the Pope?"

(End of this chapter)