Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 142 Qianxunji Wants to Have a Baby

Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu's figure slowly emerged from behind the angel statue.

In the darkness, his figure slowly walked out.

As a peerless Douluo at level ninety-nine, every step he took caused faint golden ripples on the ground.

Soon, a man with long golden hair reaching his waist and a face like a forty-year-old middle-aged man stood in front of Qianxunji.

Only those eyes, which have accumulated a hundred years of vicissitudes, reveal the traces of the passing of time at this moment.

He withdrew his overflowing pressure, but could not conceal his noble and sacred aura at all.

"What do you mean?"

Qian Daoliu's voice was like a clear spring, and he looked at Qian Xunji who was kneeling on the ground.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Qianxunji's forehead.

He took a deep breath, and his face under the Holy Crown showed a rare hint of anxiety.

"Dad, a few days ago I met a man with twin martial souls outside. His second martial soul... is definitely a god-level martial soul!"

His voice trembled unconsciously when he said the last few words.

The giant sword wrapped in blood-colored patterns seemed to appear before his eyes again, and the mere memory made him feel threatened.

Qian Daoliu raised his snow-white eyebrows slightly, with a hint of doubt about Qian Xunji's words.

He had lived for over a hundred years, and apart from the six-winged angel and the Sea God Martial Soul on Sea God Island, he had never seen a true god-level martial soul on the Douluo Continent.

Even the Clear Sky Hammer, known as the world's number one weapon spirit, is only a top-grade spirit.

"Really?" Qian Daoliu's voice finally showed a hint of fluctuation.

The soul guide lamp hanging in the hall of worship suddenly flickered, showing the inner restlessness of this peerless strong man.

"Absolutely true! My angel spirit can sense it! I can sense spirits of the same rank!"

Qian Xunji said the last sentence very seriously, but fortunately Qian Daoliu understood it.

This usually dignified chief priest slightly folded his fingers behind his back.

The hall fell into an eerie silence.

Everything was so quiet that it seemed as if time had stood still. Qianxunji could almost hear his own rapid heartbeat.

The reason why he was so anxious to continue the family line was because he had witnessed Yu Xiaolie's terrifying potential with his own eyes.

That young man who is only in his twenties already possesses a god-level martial spirit.

If he is given a few more decades to grow, he might even surpass me and suppress the Holy Angel.

Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on Qianxunji's back.

Therefore, he must train the next generation of angel spirit successors as soon as possible to ensure the dominance of the Spirit Hall and the six-winged angels on the continent.

Qian Daoliu looked through the stained glass at the clouds floating in the distance.

In the face of Qianxunji's excitement, he seemed somewhat calm.

No matter how much Qian Xunji said, in his opinion, the six-winged angel spirit was the strongest in the entire Douluo Continent, and no one could threaten it!

However, since Qianxunji took the initiative to ask for marriage and children, he would be happy to see it happen.

At that time, it would be a great thing to have a grandson with an angel spirit and raise him.

If your main account is no longer useful, then create a new one.

Qian Daoliu stopped calculating with his hands behind his back.

After a long while, he sighed softly:
"You can decide on your own when it comes to choosing a wife. Once you've chosen one, let me check it out."

This sentence was said plainly, but it made Qianxunji feel relieved.

He knew that his father agreed, although his tone still contained disappointment in his useless son.

Qianxunji kowtowed deeply and left the worship hall.

Three days later, the current Pope sent letters to various major families and sects seeking blind dates.

Immediately afterwards, Wuhun City was in an uproar.

Because, somehow, the news leaked out, and the news of the Pope's blind date spread like wildfire throughout the streets and alleys.

In the tavern, the vendors were whispering to each other...

In the academy, the girls blushed and their hearts beat fast...

At the same time, in a small town outside the Xingdou Great Forest, Yu Xiaolie was taking A Yin to the market.

"Taste this."

Yu Xiaolie handed a string of candied haws to Ayin's lips.

The crystal coating sparkled in the sunlight, making Yin's blue eyes look particularly bright.

Ah Yin bit one carefully, and the sweet taste melted on her tongue, making her squint her eyes unconsciously.

As a transformed soul beast of a hundred thousand years old, every kind of food in the human world is a new experience for her.

"Is it tasty?"

Yu Xiaolie looked at her bulging cheeks and couldn't help but reach out to wipe the sugar residue from the corner of her mouth.

Immediately, the warmth from his fingertips made Yin's ears feel hot.

Ah Yin quickly lowered his head and pretended to study the structure of the candied haws.

The market was bustling with people, and the sounds of hawking could be heard one after another.

The street performers' acrobatics drew cheers, and the aroma of barbecue mixed with fruity fragrance flowed in the air.

In this way, Yu Xiaolie took A Yin on a journey, slowly going deeper into the border town.

The bustling human markets allow Yin to see a whole new world time and time again.

Ah Yin's clear blue eyes were as bright as a newborn baby touching the world for the first time.

She liked standing on the busy street corner, watching the vendors shouting and selling candied haws, and looking at the golden sugar coating wrapped around the bright red haws, sparkling in the sun.

Once, she secretly tasted a sip of strong liquor on the street and was so spicy that she burst into tears.

Yu Xiaolie smiled and wiped the corners of her eyes, but she stubbornly took another sip and muttered, "Human things... are so weird."

In this way, the two of them traveled through various cities and towns, eating, drinking and having fun for a month.

Of course, this expense is nothing to Yu Xiaolie.

Just the gold soul coins he earned from completing missions in the Far North were enough for him to live a life of luxury for eight lifetimes.

On this day, the two saw someone getting married in a busy street market.

Yu Xiaolie and A Yin quietly watched the loving couple.

Just as he was watching intently, Yu Xiaolie noticed that A Yin was tugging at his sleeve.

"what happened?"

Yu Xiaolie lowered his head and asked.

I saw that Yin looked a little uneasy.

Her fingertips unconsciously twisted the hem of her skirt, and the fabric woven from blue silver grass made a slight rustling sound.

She hesitated for a long time before speaking softly:

"You are the heir of the Blue Lightning Sect and the sect's hope... Will your family accept me?"

Yu Xiaolie then realized it.

At least in this era, in the eyes of the world, the love between soul beasts and humans is a shocking thing.

There is too much blood and prejudice between humans and soul beasts.

Yu Xiaolie was silent for a moment, then he reached out and pinched A Yin's cheek lightly.

"What are you afraid of?"

He raised his eyebrows, his tone lazy, but revealing unquestionable firmness.

"I'll take you back to the family first, and see who dares to say no."

Yu Xiaolie had experienced a lot of worldly prejudices at home. When he returned to the sect this time, with his persistence and Ah Yin's own kindness, he believed that soon, the identity of a soul beast would not be so important anymore.

It’s useless even if my great grandfather and second grandfather don’t accept it.

Ah Yin blinked, his eyes feeling a little hot.

Yu Xiaolie had already stood up and stretched out his hand towards her:
"Let's go, follow me back to the sect."

(End of this chapter)