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The night was deep and silent.

Luo Yu was enjoying a pleasure beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

On the other hand, Qian Renxue was flying back to the Martial Soul Hall when she collided with a grey-robed old man who was rushing toward her.

"Grandfather, why are you here?" Qian Renxue stopped midair.

Qian Daoliu's eyebrows were tightly knitted as he stared at Qian Renxue.

"Xue'er, what happened to you?"

"Who made you so disheveled!!!"

"Tch, who else could it be." Qian Renxue said annoyedly, "Of course it's that guy Luo Yu."

"What?" Qian Daoliu's eyes widened, a look of astonishment appearing on his serious face.

"Impossible, how could that kid have such ability?"

"You have a God-level Martial Soul and have accepted the inheritance of deities, breaking through to the Titled Douluo level; how could anyone in the younger generation of Soul Land possibly harm you."

Qian Daoliu shook his head repeatedly, seeing his granddaughter's breath fluctuating and her obviously injured state, he couldn't believe it was true.

"Your granddaughter has been beaten up like this, could it still be fake?" Qian Renxue pouted.

"This..."

Qian Daoliu was speechless for a moment.

After a few breaths, he clicked his tongue and said, "I didn't expect that, the kid is indeed talented, forcing my granddaughter into such a state, he can be proud of himself."

"Grandfather, stop talking," Qian Renxue's face turned a bit red as she listened to his words.

Qian Daoliu commented,

"Rare indeed, truly rare."

"Since he could make you so disheveled, he must have been injured quite a bit as well."

Qian Renxue felt a stab in her heart and a bitter taste in her mouth.

"Grandfather, the only one disheveled is your granddaughter, he didn't have a single scratch on him."

"Mm."

Qian Daoliu initially nodded in satisfaction, then his old eyes suddenly widened.

"What did you say?"

"That guy has this kind of strength?"

"Even when I spar with you, if I'm not careful, I could get hurt; how could that kid possibly do it?"

Qian Renxue hesitated for a moment, then finally said in a low voice:

"Grandfather, forgive my bluntness."

"I feel that his strength is more terrifying than yours."

"Hiss—" Qian Daoliu became unsettled.

"Xue'er, are you misunderstanding your grandfather's strength?"

Qian Renxue took a deep breath.

"Grandfather, all I can tell you is,"

"That guy, while holding back his strength, shattered my Angel God Attire with a single punch."

Qian Daoliu's form wavered, disbelief flashing in his old eyes.

"Granddaughter, was that really a young man you met?"

"It couldn't be some old devil who has cultivated for a hundred years, could it?"

"A young person absolutely couldn't be this strong!"

Qian Renxue rubbed her temples, not blaming her grandfather for his disbelief.

After all, before today, even she couldn't believe that someone so young could be this powerful in this world.

"Grandfather, I, too, am shocked by his strength, but that's the fact."

Qian Daoliu clasped his hands in a long sigh.

"What a pity, it would have been great if I had been there."

"I had planned to come and secretly watch the battle, but then the Worship Hall suddenly sent a message that a mysterious black fog had appeared on the Western Coast; for the comfort of the people, I had to go there to investigate first."

"Black fog? Hasn't the Western Coast been dealing with floods for the past two years, and now a black fog has appeared?" Qian Renxue was puzzled.

Qian Daoliu's eyebrows were tightly locked, a trace of bewilderment flashing across.

"According to the news from over there, an unknown black fog has appeared over a small village on the Western Coast, and no one, regardless of their cultivation level, who has gone in to investigate has returned."

"Didn't you go there? What did you find?" Qian Renxue angrily said, "Could it be the work of some evil Soul Master again?"

Qian Daoliu shook his head.

"I flew to the location mentioned in the reports."

"But there was only an empty village, no black fog, no shadows, and no signs of a fight as if every living creature had evaporated from the world."

Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes flashed with anger, her fist clenched tightly.

"Damn it, who is playing tricks, striking at innocent civilians!"

"I do not know." Qian Daoliu's face also looked very ugly, as he had exerted all his mental power to conduct a thorough search to no avail.

"Grandfather, you should have sent someone over."

"Hmm." Qian Daoliu nodded, "I dispatched four guest elders to guard the place all day, and as soon as the black fog reappears, they must come back and report to me."

Qian Renxue bit her silver teeth.

"Grandfather, if you go again, take me with you."

"I want to see what demons or devils dare to harm people on our territory."

A look of approval flashed in Qian Daoliu's aged eyes.

"Xue'er, in a few years, the position of Pope will undoubtedly belong to you."

"Pfft, Dong'er Sister is doing quite well, I don't want to compete with her," Qian Renxue pouted.

Qian Daoliu coughed.

"It's a different feeling having one of our own in the position than an outsider."

"Grandfather, you really are self-interested," Qian Renxue shot him a glance.

"I am not a Great Saint; how can I not have self-interest?" Qian Daoliu laughed, then changed the subject, "So tell me, where is that boy now?"

"You want to find him?" Qian Renxue was puzzled.

"Of course."

A sharp light flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes.

"Such a person must be won over early."

"Grandfather, give it up, you won't be able to win him over with his temperament," Qian Renxue discouraged.

"If I can't win him over, then—"

"Kill!"

A ruthless look flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes.

"Such a talent, if not eliminated early, what will Martial Soul Hall do when he has fully grown?"

"Won't we become lambs awaiting slaughter, at the mercy of that boy?"

"Grandfather..."

Qian Daoliu interrupted, "No need to say more, I have made up my mind."

"To become a ruler, one must be ruthless; anyone who stands in your way, by any means necessary, must be killed."

"Uh..."

Qian Renxue said with a strange expression, "Grandfather, what I want to say is, even if you go to fight, you may not be able to win, and it's easy to get yourself into severe trouble. When you end up asking me to save you, how embarrassing that would be."

"???"

Qian Daoliu puffed his cheeks and glared.

"You're bolstering someone else's courage? You don't believe in your own grandfather??"

"Grandfather, actually, that's not the point. The reality is, if you knew his true identity, you wouldn't bear to kill him even if you wanted to!"

"What is his identity?" Qian Daoliu became suspicious.

"Grandfather, didn't you arrange a marriage for Xue'er before? I agree to it now."

Qian Daoliu was stunned for a moment, his expression showing disbelief.

"Xue'er... you're not going to tell me that the Luo Yu you met and the Luo Yu I am talking about are the same person, are you?"

"That's impossible!"

"He's only awakened his Martial Soul for a few years, and his strength could vaguely surpass me?"

"It must just be a coincidence in name. Besides, didn't you already confirm last time that this guy hasn't disguised himself?"

Qian Renxue forced a smile.

"Grandfather, that guy did disguise himself, only his means of disguise are very high, and Xue'er has never been able to detect it."

"I am certain; they are the same person."

"Hiss—"

Qian Daoliu took in a long breath, his mind agitated.

"You mean to say, this guy really has made such rapid progress in just a few years?"

"Terrifying to this extent, that's truly frightening!!!"

Seeing grandfather's incredulous and shocked reaction, Qian Renxue felt a bit more balanced.

After all, she too had been shocked for a long time, and even now, thinking about Luo Yu, she couldn't imagine how he made such quick progress.