Douluo: My mother is Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue is my sister

Chapter 10 Why kneel down to survive when you can stand up?

Logically, the baby's power should not be able to break the defense of a Titled Douluo-level warrior, but this baby's innate level 20 soul power can greatly weaken the influence of divine power. This Titled Douluo warrior did not notice the baby's martial soul at all, nor did he expect that the baby would attack him. What's more, both the martial soul itself and the power it currently possesses are related to gods.

The result of this stab was that Qianxunji's palm was pierced, and a trace of bright red blood oozed out.

Qianxunji withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted. He stared blankly at the trace of blood remaining on the healed wound on his palm, his eyes full of disbelief.

[The vitality gained from this attack can allow the host to survive for an additional 2 hours and 30 minutes; the soul power has not been refined and is temporarily stored in the Dantian; the mental power has been replenished into the sea of ​​consciousness; a small amount of unusable divine power has entered the intestines and will be excreted from the body through the host's gas and defecation.]

One Kun hour? Is this a lot or a little? No matter whether it is a lot or a little, it is definitely not enough for me to survive. I have to stab a few more times!

Xue Mo pretended to be wronged and cried loudly, pointing the tip of the sword at Qianxunji and waving it continuously, as if shouting: "Let me chop it twice!"

Qian Xunji looked at Xue Mo and sensed that this child had actually awakened his martial soul, but this martial soul was not that of a six-winged angel.

Not only that, this kid even dared to attack me!
Qianxunji narrowed his eyes slightly, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, a voice came from outside the bedroom:

"Meet the great worshipper."

"Well, is the child in the house?"

"Reporting to the High Priest, His Holiness the Pope has taken the two young masters back to the bedroom and is asking the wet nurse to feed them."

Qianxunji frowned and shouted outside: "Let the chief priest come in!"

"Yes!"

The door opened, and an old man with gray hair but not a single wrinkle on his face walked in. He bowed to Qianxunji and said, "Greetings to His Holiness the Pope."

"No need to be polite." Qianxunji said calmly. After the old man stood up, he bowed to him again: "My son greets his father."

The old man stepped forward and helped Qianxun up and said quickly, "No need to be so polite." Then his gaze naturally turned to Xue Mo who was still crying loudly.

Seeing the sword in Xue Mo's hand, the old man's pupils trembled and he exclaimed: "Innate awakening martial soul? Is this martial soul... a mutated martial soul?"

Qianxun said quickly: "Father, don't look at him. We can't keep this child. It's better to get rid of him as soon as possible."

The old man frowned, and circles of soul rings rose under his feet. One of the soul rings flashed, and a golden field enveloped him and Qian Xunji.

It was obvious that the two of them were discussing how to deal with the child. Perhaps Xue Mo would be sentenced to death the moment the domain was withdrawn.

Did Xue Mo get out of his mind?

of course not.

Xue Mo dared to strike Qian Xunji with a sword directly because he knew that the man with extremely strong mental power who came here must be Qian Daoliu who wanted to see his grandson. Most other people would not come to report the matter when the Pope had just snatched the child. Even if there was an emergency, it was impossible for anyone to come earlier than Qian Daoliu.

After all, he himself had no hope of becoming a god, and his son was bewitched by the Rakshasa God and was no longer pure, and it was difficult for him to accept the inheritance of the Angel God. The hope of becoming a god all lay on the next generation, and no one was more anxious to see his grandson than him. Xue Mo's sword strike to Qianxunji at this time was to show his talent and potential.

Innate level 20 soul power, born with an awakened martial soul, able to cause damage to Qianxunji who is blessed by the power of two gods, able to absorb Qianxunji's vitality, soul power, mental power and even divine power... This kind of top-level talent would probably tempt anyone.

He is just a baby now, and no one would think that there is an adult's soul living in him. Even if he is the child of his enemy, Qian Daoliu would consider whether to conceal his background and make use of this child with amazing talent in the future. What's more, Xue Mo is now openly the son of Qian Xunji and the grandson of Qian Daoliu?
If it was just the pervert Qian Xunji, he might kill Xue Mo out of rage, but now that Qian Daoliu is here, it's a sure thing. Xue Mo is confident that he will not die, and it's even possible that Qian Daoliu will come to him and let him chop him up.

Of course, it doesn't mean that there is no risk that Qianxunji will insist on his own way and Qiandaoliu will be persuaded, but...

Knowing that there is a high probability that he can survive standing up, but kneeling down to beg for life because of the fear of a low probability event? Xue Mo said that he was narrow-minded and couldn't stand this.

The worst that can happen is death, why should I be afraid of the market? Anyway, I already know the subsequent plot, I dare not say anything else, Qianxunji will definitely die, so why should I be polite to him?
At this time, Xue Mo's heart had the expression of a crooked-mouthed dragon king, but actually he was still crying in grievance. The half-undressed wet nurse was so anxious that sweat broke out on her forehead. The young master refused to drink milk, so he just cried loudly. The reason for his crying was that he wanted to chop the Pope but couldn't, and she didn't even know how to comfort him.

Anyway, put on your clothes first. The young master isn't going to eat anyway, and it would be embarrassing to turn on the bright lights here and let the Pope and the high priest see you.

As the nanny put on her clothes, the domain dissipated. Qian Daoliu quickly stepped forward, grabbed Xue Mo's little hand, and stabbed the sword into his own palm.

Sure enough! This old guy really offered himself up to be chopped!

Xue Mo stopped crying, and looked at the sword that was inserted into Qian Daoliu's palm with his big round eyes. He listened to the broadcast of absorbing vitality that kept ringing in his mind, and his little mouth opened and he giggled.

Qian Daoliu used his mental power to check the changes in his and Xue Mo's conditions, his eyes becoming brighter and brighter.

His vitality, soul power and mental power were all being drained by this little guy. The speed was very slow, almost negligible, but none of the drained power was wasted. All of it was poured into the little guy's body. Not to mention his soul power and vitality, his mental power was actually rising steadily!
"This martial spirit characteristic... this little guy is really a rare genius!"

After a while, the system prompted that the soul power storage had reached the upper limit and continued absorption would be harmful to the body. Xue Mo retracted his martial soul, closed his eyes, breathed rhythmically, and tried to refine the soul power in his body.

Qian Daoliu took a look at the healed wound and said to the nanny, "Take good care of the child." Then he winked at Qian Xunji, indicating that he should go out and talk.

Qianxunji felt a little displeased when he saw that his father obviously did not want to kill the child, but he still followed Qian Daoliu out of the bedroom.

After the two men left, Xue Mo knew that his plan was definitely successful and he no longer had to worry about being killed.

But another serious problem was placed before him.

He couldn't control himself and only absorbed life force and mental power. If he wanted to absorb, he had to absorb all of it. However, his infant body couldn't store much soul power. When it was full, he had to stop and refine it, otherwise his dantian would burst.

I have just absorbed soul power to the limit, but my vitality is only enough to sustain me for one day.

The most terrifying thing is the reminder sound that keeps ringing in my mind:

[The host lacks nutritional supplements, growth and development are suspended, and vitality is reduced. Please replenish nutrition in time]

That's right, vitality only cares about keeping yourself alive, and does not care about nutrition replenishment and growth and development.

If he continues to use the hunger strike as a protest tactic, it won't be long before he starves himself to death...

(End of this chapter)