Douluo: Emerald Poison King

Chapter 478 To Turn Evil or Not?
Qian Daoliu flew back to the Hall of Offerings. At this time, all the other offerings except for Golden Crocodile Douluo had come to Qian Renxue's side to comfort her. Everyone's face was filled with anger, but they hesitated to lash out because of Qian Renxue.

The moment Qian Daoliu returned, Lion Douluo immediately appeared in front of him and spoke his heart.

"That woman Bibi Dong is going too far! I initially thought she genuinely wanted to rekindle her relationship with Xue'er, but it turns out she harbored malicious intentions."

"What's the point of keeping such a woman around? What's the point of having such a mother? Brother, just give the order, and we'll go and kill that woman, Bibi Dong, right away!"

Lion Douluo knew his words were inappropriate, but he couldn't control his temper at all.

Originally, Lion Douluo was a level 96 Title Douluo, but now, after receiving additional guidance from the ancestors in the Douluo Hall and the Angel God, Lion Douluo has reached level 97, and his combat power has soared even further.

Even though Bibi Dong possessed twin martial souls and had a higher level of soul ring configuration than him, Lion Douluo still did not believe that he was inferior to her.

Moreover, it wasn't just Lion Douluo who made progress in the Hall of Offerings. The Azure Phoenix and Light Feather Douluo each advanced one level, one reaching level 98 and the other level 97.

The two Douluo warriors who subdued demons each leveled up by two, and the dragon soul of the Heavenly Awakening Golden Dragon within their martial souls was further awakened. Their staff techniques were further improved, and under their martial soul fusion skills, they could even suppress or defeat normal peerless Douluo.

Lion Douluo simply couldn't stand this insult. He couldn't bear that even though his side was already so strong, Bibi Dong still had to bully Qian Renxue.

Qian Daoliu glanced around and noticed that everyone's expressions were extremely excited. Although the other elders weren't as radical as those who wanted to jump out and kill Bibi Dong directly, if he were to speak, these people would immediately and without hesitation swarm Bibi Dong and kill her without any mercy.

In the past, Qian Daoliu would step in to act as a peacemaker. Even when punishing Bibi Dong, he would never show any murderous intent; at most, he would just put her under house arrest.

However, at this moment, Qian Daoliu remained silent and did not speak to stop the worshippers.

At this very moment, Qian Daoliu, gazing at the weeping Qian Renxue, also felt a murderous intent towards Bibi Dong. He was genuinely consulting his inner angelic mind about whether killing Bibi Dong would have any additional consequences.

Just as the angel god was pondering how to handle the situation, Qian Renxue, who was being supported by Chen Ming, seemed to sense something and staggered to her feet. She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and came to Qian Daoliu's side, looking at him with the eyes of a wounded little animal.

"Grandpa, is what that woman said true?"

"Was my father, that man, really that kind of person? Was I really born for that reason?"

Qian Renxue doesn't have many memories of her father, Qian Xunji, but in her limited recollections, he is always seen as a loving and great father. In her childhood, devoid of maternal love, only her father's love sheltered her.

Qian Renxue had her doubts about her origins, after all, the difference in her parents' status was too great, and the love between master and disciple was too taboo even in the current Douluo Continent.

Qian Renxue was well aware that her father and mother did not seem to be in love. Since she had become conscious, she had never felt even a trace of maternal love, nor had she ever detected any affection between her parents. They rarely even spent time together. After her father's death, the woman's face showed not a trace of sadness; Qian Renxue even sensed a hint of pleasure.

However, Qian Renxue still harbored a sliver of hope and didn't want to think about it any further. She simply lived her life in a daze for so many years. Otherwise, if she had actively sought to understand or inquire, given her status, she would have been fully capable of knowing what happened back then.

Looking at Qian Renxue like this, Qian Daoliu could only respond with silence. His heart was filled with nothing but bitterness, in addition to anger.

Seeing Qian Renxue's sorrow and recalling the sordid deeds that disgraced the family's heritage, Qian Daoliu once again wanted to drag Qian Xunji out of the grave and whip his corpse.

"Forget about it. Take me there later. I'll personally dig up this guy who has disgraced the will and heritage of the angels and whip his corpse!"

The angel god's divine will commanded Qian Daoliu without any politeness, his mind filled with anger and disdain for Qian Xunji, and he made no attempt to hide his disappointment in Qian Daoliu.

Although Qian Xunji was ostensibly buried in the Douluo Hall after his death, in reality, only a substitute was sent there. Qian Daoliu himself was worried that having Qian Xunji in the Douluo Hall would disturb his ancestor. However, he didn't expect that even without the substitute, his ancestor would still be furious with this scoundrel.

Qian Daoliu silently agreed to the angel god's request to have his son's corpse whipped. He could only watch helplessly as Qian Renxue wept uncontrollably because of his silence.

Qian Daoliu stroked Qian Renxue's head, tears streaming down his face. He wanted to explain but couldn't offer any defense for his unfortunate son.

Watching this family drama unfold, Chen Ming could only sigh helplessly to the side, and then secretly used his mental power to connect with the Angel God's thoughts and discuss them.

After a long while, Qian Renxue finally managed to stop crying and, guided by Qian Daoliu, knelt before the statue of the Angel God to pray. Qian Daoliu then discreetly pulled Chen Ming aside. Although he still appeared as a young man, his brows betrayed the aged look of an old man.

"Xiaoming, I know I'm not qualified, but I still want to ask you for a favor."

Qian Daoliu held Chen Ming's hand and finally said the thing that he had always been too embarrassed to say.

"Xiaoming, Xue'er likes you a lot, but she's never dared to tell you. Now that Xue'er is in this situation, perhaps only you can comfort her."

“As an unqualified elder, I actually have no right or position to say this. But in my later years, I have been troubled by the decision I made due to a moment of hesitation.”

"I don't want to continue to be troubled by hesitation, nor do I want my descendants to suffer a lifetime because of hesitation."

"Xiaoming, would you be willing to marry my granddaughter?"

(End of this chapter)