Douluo Continent: Holding the power of life and death, resurrecting past popes

"So, Ji'er!" Qian Wushuang ignored Qian Daoliu's slightly grumpy expression, "You've given birth to two good children."

"I think the future of our Spirit Hall..." he said, his gaze sweeping over Qian Daoliu, Qian Xunji, and the six elders.

He shook his head slightly and said, "Whether our Spirit Hall can achieve even greater heights in the future depends on this brother and sister!"

The Golden Crocodile Douluo beside him came to his senses, and a flame called fanaticism flickered in his old eyes.

"I see, Senior Wushuang. Since Xiao Heng's martial soul has this heaven-defying ability to resurrect the dead."

"Doesn't that mean that as long as Xiao Heng is willing, he can just take a walk around the Douluo Hall and learn from those seniors..."

"No!" Before Golden Crocodile Douluo could finish speaking, he was ruthlessly interrupted by Qian Wushuang.

He shook his head helplessly, directly extinguishing everyone's crazy idea of ​​mass resurrecting peerless Douluo.

At that time, he seemed to have the same idea, and even wanted to form an army of peerless Douluo.

"Although Xiao Heng's martial soul ability is incredibly powerful, capable of reviving the dead, it also has significant limitations."

"The number of people he can resurrect is tied to his soul power level. In other words, even if he cultivates to the level of a peerless Douluo at level ninety-nine, he can only resurrect a maximum of nine people!"

"Moreover, the prerequisite for resurrection is that the remains are intact."

"If there were no restrictions, and we had this ability, our Spirit Hall could dominate the continent tomorrow!"

Hearing these two restrictions, everyone was slightly disappointed, but also felt they were reasonable.

The greater the power, the greater its limitations.

Even so, the strategic value of the Death Angel Martial Soul far exceeds that of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul!

No matter how strong the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul is, it only possesses three attributes: holiness, light, and fire.

It is naturally able to counter evil martial spirits, but it is nothing more than a super soldier who is extremely powerful.

On the other hand, what about the Death Angel Martial Soul? Not only does it possess the dual attributes of death and destruction, but it's also a genuine resurrection coin!

When Xiao Heng becomes a Title Douluo, he will represent the combat power of ten Title Douluos. Just thinking about it is terrifying!

"Hiss—" Qian Xunji gasped, "Xiao Heng's first martial soul is already so heaven-defying."

"Then wouldn't his second martial soul, the Angel of Life, also possess similar terrifying abilities?!"

Just as everyone was immersed in enjoying the beautiful blueprint for the future, Qian Daoliu snorted coldly.

"Such an important, top-secret matter, enough to overturn the existing order of the entire continent, these two little devils actually dared to keep it from all of us?!"

"They're doing it secretly! They're so spoiled; they're completely out of control!"

"If I were to catch them now, I'd give them a good beating!"

Meanwhile, in a dark corner.

Qian Renheng, who was hiding here, eavesdropping and watching the show, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Although they were too far apart, he couldn't quite hear what they were saying.

But his keen intuition was giving him a frantic warning.

"Something's wrong, there's murderous intent!" Qian Renheng's heart skipped a beat, realizing something was amiss. This old man was planning to settle scores later!

Of the thirty-six stratagems, the best is to flee.

He acted decisively, grabbing Qian Renxue's arm. "Xiaoxue, let's go! This old man is probably planning to settle scores later!"

The two siblings crouched low, their movements extremely practiced, like two guilty little cats.

The two tried to slip away along the edge of the square.

However, in front of this level 99 peerless Douluo, daring to play hide-and-seek is like trying to show off your skills in front of Guan Yu!

The two had walked less than ten meters when Qian Daoliu, like a ghost, lightly landed behind them.

"You two little devils, why aren't you sleeping in the middle of the night? Where are you going to wander off to?!"

Before they knew it, Qian Daoliu had teleported behind the two of them.

It's like an eagle snatching chicks; it grabs them one by one in each hand, quite suddenly, leaving no room for them to struggle.

Qian Renheng, like a kitten being lifted by the scruff of its neck, stiffly turned its head to meet Qian Daoliu's old face, which was as calm as still water and exuded a chilling aura.

He could only manage an awkward, forced smile, and say brightly, "Good morning, Grandpa? Have you eaten?"

"What a coincidence! I didn't expect to run into you while taking a walk here so late."

"Hahaha, I knew it! The moon is so round tonight. If there's nothing else, my sister and I will go back to sleep."

"It's quite a coincidence!" Qian Daoliu's expression was serious, as if he could scrape off a ton of frost. "You two, you're quite something!"

"You sneaked out in the middle of the night, dug up your great-grandfather and resurrected him, without even telling me beforehand!"

"You've caused such a huge mess, what's wrong with you? Want a beating?! Tell me how you want me to punish you!"

Seeing that the brother and sister were about to be in grave danger, Qian Renxue bravely shouted at the top of her lungs, "Waaah—Great-Grandpa, help! Murder!"

She used almost all her strength to send a distress signal to Qian Wushuang in the distance.

"Great-grandfather! You need to do something about Grandpa!"

"You wouldn't want to be resurrected only to see your most adorable and well-behaved great-grandchildren getting a beating, would you?"

"Waaaaah—Great-Grandpa, please save Xiaoxue and her brother! Xiaoxue doesn't want to be beaten, waaaaah—"

"Whoosh—"

As soon as Qian Renxue finished speaking, Qian Daoliu felt a blur flash before his eyes, and then his hands went empty.

An irresistible force snatched the two people away from this peerless Douluo.

"Hahaha! Of course!"

Qian Wushuang laughed and returned to her original seat, continuing to enjoy the shoulder and back massages from the six great masters.

He had Qian Renxue, who was pretending to wipe away tears, in his right arm, and Qian Renheng, who had survived the ordeal, in his left arm.

He was like a god descending to earth, rescuing them from the sea of ​​fire, like a guardian deity!

"I, your great-grandfather, will not stand idly by and watch my precious grandsons, who have rendered unparalleled service to our Spirit Hall, get beaten up!"

Qian Wushuang, who had been fiercely protective of his own, instantly turned hostile.

He had just been a kind old man, but now, looking at Qian Daoliu who was standing there dumbfounded with his empty hands, his tone carried a threatening undertone.

"Liu'er, what do you intend to do to my two great-grandchildren?"

Qian Wushuang narrowed her eyes and sneered repeatedly, "What? Didn't you just bring six elders and use this old bone of mine as a ball to beat up enough?"

"Your temper has grown quite a bit, Qian Daoliu. What, you want to beat up my great-grandchildren after beating me?"

A heavy accusation of "betraying one's master and ancestors" and "abusing children" fell directly from the sky and landed firmly on Qian Daoliu's head.

"Dad...I...I..." Qian Daoliu was somewhat at a loss after being bewildered by Qian Wushuang's unreasonable and nonsensical reasoning.

He immediately put on a smile faster than turning the pages of a book, waving his hands repeatedly and saying, "How could that be, Dad?"

"What are you saying? How could I dare to make you angry? It's just that you can't spoil a child!"

"Didn't you teach your son the same way before? He's doing this for their own good."

"Think about it, if they hadn't kept it from me, we wouldn't have started fighting the moment we met."

"These rules can't be broken. Appropriate punishment and education are still necessary, otherwise they'll become lawless." Qian Daoliu tried to save face by reasoning with people.

"Rules? Punishments?" Ha, don't you know that the older people get, the less reasonable they become?

Qian Wushuang's eyes widened: "In my household, my rules are the rules. Even if these two little ones commit a grave mistake, it is I who should punish them!"

"Who do you think you are? Do you have the right to speak here? Shut your mouth!"