Douluo: Star-Breaking Sword God

Chapter 150 Gifts and the Eve of the Shura Field
After listening to Ling Qianyao's account of Qian Renxue and Zhu Zhuqing, they were both stunned, their eyes filled with astonishment.

“So,” Qian Renxue lowered her head and pondered for a moment, “that’s where Grandpa’s terrifying soul ring configuration came from? I asked Grandpa about it, but he just told me that the time was not right.”

She suddenly frowned again, "What kind of bullshit Rakshasa god treats her like this? Does such an evil deity even make its successor suffer like this during the divine trial?"

Other evil gods might not be like this. A divine trial like that of Rakshasa, which offers no rewards but a host of side effects, is extremely rare.

Ling Qianyao said, "Xue'er, perhaps you should ask your grandfather about your Angel God Examination. Also, you can ask about the Pope's past."

Qian Renxue was taken aback, then nodded. "It seems there are things I don't know. I understand."

Ling Qianyao breathed a sigh of relief. It was too difficult to carry this alone. He decided to drag Qian Daoliu, his grandfather whom he had only recently met, into the mess first.

As the most virtuous and righteous person in this period of Douluo Continent, he probably wouldn't hold it against him.

The situation is a bit tricky. We can only make things difficult for Qian Daoliu first, and give Qian Renxue a heads-up so that she can accept Bibi Dong's later confession and make amends more easily.

Qian Renxue seemed unable to suppress her thoughts. After her eyes flickered several times, she said she would be right back and headed to the Hall of Offerings.

Zhu Zhuqing, who remained behind, nestled in Ling Qianyao's arms, twisted her delicate body, and whispered, "Qianyao, the Pope's aura seems a bit strong on you."

Ling Qianyao stiffened slightly, then quickly regained his composure. "The purification treatment of Rakshasa's evil thoughts requires me to have close contact with her so that I can accurately guide my own purification power to fight against that evil thought."

It's probably inevitable that it will pick up some of that scent.

Zhu Zhuqing closed her eyes and hummed in agreement, but she still had some doubts in her heart. "I have a feeling that Qian Yao's temperament has changed since he came back this time. He is more attractive than before. Is it just my imagination?"

Why do I always feel that the Pope's attitude towards Sister Xue has changed a lot not long ago? I can't feel any affection or familial feelings from him.

If someone is as cold on the outside but warm on the inside as Zhu Yun, I should be able to understand.
And the way she looked at Qianyao when she suddenly visited that day was also very strange. It felt like the way Qian Renxue and I looked at Qianyao at night.
I hope I'm not just overthinking things.

Zhu Zhuqing pinched Ling Qianyao's cheek and said softly, "Qianyao, if anything happens, you can tell me everything. Nothing is more important to me than you. If you encounter any trouble, you don't have to hide it and solve it yourself."

Ling Qianyao sighed inwardly. Zhu Zhuqing was very perceptive. She had actually sensed something was wrong with Bibi Dong a long time ago. After all, she had Zhu Zhuyun as an example, and she was particularly sensitive to the feelings of family.

He held Zhu Zhuqing's small hand in his palm and said, "I understand."

"Hmm," Zhu Zhuqing got up from Ling Qianyao's arms and smiled, "Didn't they say that the Pope might come to dinner tonight? Get up and help me out."

Zhu Zhuqing watched Ling Qianyao walk into the kitchen, but her gaze drifted out the window. "Qianyao seems to be hiding something. It seems I need to test him."
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Worship Hall.

Qian Daoliu kept stroking his beard, looking rather frustrated, and glanced helplessly at Qian Renxue, who was looking anxious.

Wait, how did this little ancestor know about the Divine Trial in advance? And why did he come to ask about what happened to Bibi Dong and the Spirit Hall so long ago?
"You only need to come and ask a question, but I have many more things to consider."

Can the Angelic Trial be explained in just a sentence or two? As for that rebellious son, Ji'er, I really... tsk.

I didn't know how to tell you before, but now you're just telling me the truth? It feels like I'm going to lose a granddaughter I watched grow up. Unbelievable.
"Who exactly told you all this? Don't let me catch you, or I'll personally kill you."

"Grandpa? Grandpa, say something!"

Qian Daoliu was pulled back to his senses by Qian Renxue's suddenly amplified voice, and coughed twice somewhat guiltily, "Little Xue, Grandpa was just thinking about how to tell you. Let me think about how to make up an explanation, how to explain it to you, um, an explanation." Qian Renxue frowned, realizing that things were not so simple.
She crossed her arms over her chest, her eyes full of suspicion: "Grandpa, don't try to fool me. I'm not a child anymore."

You'd better tell the truth, or you'll lose a sweet little girl and get a rotten piece of cotton instead.

Qian Daoliu's lips twitched, and he cursed the guy who had led Qian Renxue to him to ask for the truth a thousand times in his heart.

He forced a wry smile. "It's a long story."
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Night, at the villa.

Qian Renxue returned to the house with a complicated expression, silently sat down on the sofa, and lay down on Ling Qianyao's lap.

"Qianyao, tell me, hypothetically speaking, hypothetically speaking, hypothetically speaking, if Bibi Dong were not my mother, how would I view her?"

Qian Renxue really couldn't understand the meaning behind what Qian Daoliu had said to her.

If her former father, Qian Xunji, used illusion magic to fool everyone and completely destroyed Bibi Dong's state of mind, and Bibi Dong is still in perfect condition, then where did she come from?

Even Grandpa didn't know his exact background. Everything was buried in the past and taken away by the extraordinary wisdom of Qian Xunji.

But Grandpa said that he did have some relationship with Bibi Dong and that they had a close connection. He said that it was acceptable for him to regard her as his mother. This made Qian Renxue feel a little mentally unstable.

(The seed of divinity, rooted in Bibi Dong's humanity, descended upon the world.)

In some ways, the evil angel's morbid ideas, his desire for control, and his perverse ways of playing seem to have indeed been inherited from Bibi Dong.
Well done, you unlucky grandpa! Xue'er's emotions didn't fluctuate much; the old man really has better language skills.

"Why do you say that?" Ling Qianyao stroked her hair.

Qian Renxue shook her head. "I don't know. It's just that suddenly, those past grievances have been mixed with some inexplicable emotions."

Just then, Bibi Dong's voice rang out from outside the door, "Qian Yao, Xue'er?"

Qian Renxue stood up, but she wasn't as excited as usual. Instead, her eyes held a complicated expression as she opened the door.

"Mother?"

Bibi Dong was taken aback. Qian Renxue's address of "Mother" didn't seem like a greeting, but rather a questioning inquiry.

"what happened?"

Qian Renxue shook her head. "It's nothing, come in."

Bibi Dong grabbed Qian Renxue's wrist, causing the latter to stiffen.

“This is a gift for you,” Bibi Dong said softly.

Qian Renxue took the box from her hand. Inside was a white hairband with an angel pattern embroidered on the inside.

Her tense nerves relaxed a little, and Qian Renxue smiled, "Thank you."

(End of this chapter)