Chapter 87 Sendo-ryu and his brother

Ye Jingqiu stared intently at Bibi Dong, feeling that having an aunt like Bibi Dong was a very fortunate thing.

"Thank you, Auntie."

"We're all family, there's no need for thanks." Bibi Dong reached out and patted Ye Jingqiu's head. "I'll organize what I know and tell you, so you can go back and cultivate diligently."

She paused, still somewhat worried, and then carefully instructed, "Qiuqiu, listen carefully. The matter of inheriting the divine position concerns your life. If the inheritance fails, death is the only thing waiting for you. Do you understand?"

Ye Jingqiu nodded vigorously, "I understand, Auntie. I will cultivate diligently."

Bibi Dong sighed, "If only the Grand Elder were here, he would have some ideas, given his extensive knowledge and experience."

Ye Jingqiu frowned and asked, "Has the Grand Elder still not returned after all this time?"

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong suddenly stopped, looking at Ye Jingqiu with some suspicion, and asked, "How do you know when the Grand Elder left?"

Ye Jingqiu paused, suddenly unsure how to begin, since Qian Daoliu's visit to her seemed somewhat illogical.

After all, Qian Daoliu had only taught her for a few days, and the two of them weren't even really master and disciple. Thinking about it this way, it was even more difficult for her to bring it up. So she said, "Uncle Ju told me about it on the way."

Bibi Dong nodded thoughtfully, but did not doubt it. "Qiuqiu, don't worry, I will find someone to seek out the Grand Elder."

Ye Jingqiu hesitated for a moment, "Since the Grand Elder has left the Spirit Hall, he must have important matters to attend to. Perhaps we shouldn't disturb him?"

Bibi Dong shook her head. "Qiuqiu, you are the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall. This matter concerns your life and the future of the entire Spirit Hall. We must not take it lightly."

"You don't need to worry about this. Just go back and focus on your cultivation. Your aunt will find a way," Bibi Dong instructed, word by word.

Ye Jingqiu nodded slightly and said, "Alright, then I'll head back now."

Seeing that Bibi Dong's mood had improved a lot, she felt relieved.

"Go."

Ye Jingqiu hurried back to her room; it had been so long since she had been back there.

It's been a very, very long time.

This was the house she lived in with Grandma Li. The room was very large, like a suite, with two bedrooms, one for Grandma Li and one for Ye Jingqiu.

Ye Jingqiu stared at the tightly closed door.

She still didn't have the courage to open it, because Grandma Li had passed away inside it years ago.

Although a long time has passed, Ye Jingqiu has never forgotten. She turned around and went back to her room, but her back view looked inexplicably desolate.

After entering the room, Ye Jingqiu sat down cross-legged and immediately began cultivating.

What she didn't know was that after she entered a period of deep cultivation, the silver light on her body turned into golden light, and then a bronze bell suddenly appeared on her right hand.

If Ye Jingqiu were awake now, she would realize that this was the Guixu Bell she had taken from under the divine pillar that day.

The Ruins of Guixu emitted a bluish light, which inexplicably gave it a somewhat eerie feel.

Golden light, silver light, blue light.

For some reason, these three kinds of light began to circle around Ye Jingqiu.

The speed increased faster and faster until it became a blur, and even the colors became indistinguishable.

But Ye Jingqiu was unaware of all this.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Jing suddenly opened his eyes. Just moments before, the three colors had disappeared, and the Guixu Bell had vanished as well.

Ye Jingqiu stood up in surprise.

She's already reached level 49! Soon, she'll be a Soul King!

Although a Soul King is nothing in front of a Peerless Douluo, it feels different to Ye Jingqiu.

After all, even being just a little bit stronger would make a difference to her.

It was already light outside. Ye Jingqiu quickly changed her clothes and tidied herself up before slowly walking out.

Several maids stood outside, and lunch was laid out on the table behind them.

"Holy Maiden, this was specially prepared for you by His Holiness the Pope," one of the maids said.

Ye Jingqiu nodded slightly, then sat down and began to eat, seemingly completely unconcerned about the rest.

……

"Qian Daoliu, are you ever going to stop?" The platinum-haired man stopped, turned around, and looked at Qian Daoliu with an impatient expression.

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He was truly impressed; Qian Daoliu was clearly determined to pursue him relentlessly until he died.

However, he still stood far away from Qian Daoliu, maintaining a certain distance, always on guard against letting Qian Daoliu get close.

Qian Daoliu frowned and then said, "Two choices: come back with me, or let this go on until one of us is completely exhausted, then come back with me or you leave."

Upon hearing this, the platinum-haired man's face turned ashen. He said, "Fine, fine, as expected of you. You're still as rigid as ever after all these years."

"No wonder your parents liked you the most back then. Your serious and meticulous manner really does resemble that of an angel. But I really can't understand why the angel chose me."

The platinum-haired man chuckled self-deprecatingly. "If only the angels had chosen you from the beginning, I wouldn't have been forced into marriage and made the High Priest of the Temple."

"If we switched places, you, Qian Daoliu, would do a better job than me. That position is the most suitable for you."

Qian Daoliu stood still, listening without moving, his expression unchanged, clearly showing that he didn't take the platinum-haired man's words to heart at all.

The platinum-haired man sneered, "Look at you now, looking completely uninterested in everything, you're even more like it now."

Qian Daoliu remained unmoved. "Come back with me, or you can start running now."

It was obvious that Qian Daoliu had no intention of backing down, and the platinum-haired man understood his meaning. He frowned, sighed, and said, "Fine, I'll go back with you."

Qian Daoliu maintained his indifferent expression, as if he were not interested in anything. "Let's go."

After saying that, the platinum-haired man actually followed Qian Daoliu towards the direction of Wuhun City.

The two were moving very fast, and the wind was moving very fast too.

The platinum-haired man spoke up, "Qian Daoliu, I'm actually quite envious of you. Your parents have always favored you since you were little, and you're more talented than me."

"As the guardian of the Angel God, I am still inferior to you. Even becoming a peerless Douluo took me decades longer than you."

He chuckled self-deprecatingly, "I wonder if it's because you're too outstanding that the angel god took pity on you and didn't choose you as a guardian."

"This position is closest to God, which seems good, but sometimes I really wish you were the one chosen back then."

Babies, I'm so sleepy! There's one more chapter to update during the day, but I can't keep my eyes open.

(End of this chapter)

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