Douluo Continent: I, the world's greatest immortal master, have taken Ning Rongrong as my disci

Chapter 206 The Promise to Cultivate Gods

Su Ran and Qian Daoliu both turned their gazes to Qian Renxue.

Qian Daoliu hesitated, not wanting Qian Renxue to bear the unknown risks.

Qian Renxue's expression was complex; she was under immense psychological pressure. She glanced at her grandfather, Qian Daoliu, then at her teacher, Su Ran, took a deep breath, and spoke:

"Teacher, Grandpa, you are both doing this for my own good, and you each have your reasons."

"The dim stars weep together, the cold moon shines sadly on us."

"Even if an angel with broken wings falls, he may still find a way to reach the heavens through gods and demons."

"Through these months of cultivation, I have truly felt the power that the Fallen Feather has brought me. The corrupted power generated by the fusion of darkness and light is even stronger, much stronger than three times stronger."

“Perhaps following the path of the holy angels is a less risky option, but I want to try a different kind of cultivation, no longer following fate or a predetermined path. I want to walk my own path with my teacher!”

"Grandpa, please let me go and try. Even if I fail, at least I came, I tried, and I grew..."

Qian Renxue said something profound.

Each of us has our own destiny. The children of merchants go towards money, the children of farmers go towards the fields, and the children of politicians ascend to power. Do we have the courage to step out of our inherited destiny and find a new path?

Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu saw a mixture of determination and hope in Qian Renxue's eyes, a look he had never seen on her face before.

It seems that although she only studied at Taoyuan Academy for a few months, she figured out a lot of things, and those were the most carefree days of her life.

Yes, that's freedom, that's experimentation, no longer constraints and discipline.

Even Qian Daoliu himself had been disciplined by the angels for too long and had forgotten the feeling of freedom.

"Xue'er, you..."

"Cough-cough-"

Qian Daoliu coughed twice suddenly, then took a deep breath:

"Perhaps I really am getting old."

"Dean Su, I've heard about your outstanding teaching abilities and witnessed your strength, but do you really possess the ability to cultivate gods?"

"Among your disciples, besides Xue'er, have any other disciples become gods, even those who passed the divine test?"

"However, as Xue'er's grandfather and as a servant of the Angel God, I must fulfill my responsibilities."

"For Xue'er's sake, I hope she can stay in the Spirit Hall, temporarily postpone cultivating the power of fall, and focus on cultivating the power of light first. If Dean Su really has the ability to cultivate gods, then I will feel at ease letting Xue'er embark on the path of a fallen angel. What do you think, Dean Su?"

"Grandpa!" Qian Renxue exclaimed anxiously, calling out to Qian Daoliu.

【Ding--】

[A divine-level question has been detected. Should we initiate the Disciple Cultivation Project?]

[Should we initiate the Spirit Cultivation Project?]

The Spirit Cultivation Project has begun.

[All disciple rewards have been upgraded. The minimum reward for system soul bones has been raised to 10,000 years, the minimum reward for flowers and herbs has been raised to near-immortal grade, and the minimum reward for soul rings and soul bone enhancement liquid has been raised to the thousand-year level... Rewards now include exclusive artifact cultivation and exclusive mount cultivation...]

"Sure. As long as you can accept that Xue'er's cultivation progress will be delayed, it's your own choice."

Su Ran said calmly that although he was Qian Renxue's teacher and would do his best to help her become stronger, he would not force her to cultivate.

"Procrastination always offers an opportunity, and it's better than taking the wrong path."

Su Ran finally understood why Qian Renxue, a chosen one with innate level 20 soul power, was still in her seventies or eighties even in her twenties or thirties.

"Whatever you say."

"Teacher Dong, we should go back now."

Su Ran turned to look at Bibi Dong, smiled slightly, her beauty breathtaking, even amidst ruins, she could still bloom with exquisite charm. Everywhere were crumbling walls and rubble, but the peerless youth, hand in hand with the Pope, walked confidently out of Wuhun City under the gaze of everyone.

Ghost and Moon Guard followed eagerly behind, waving their hands and shouting to the wounded and crippled Soul Masters crawling out of the ruins:

"Brothers of the Papal Palace, from this day forward, His Holiness the Pope no longer belongs to the Spirit Hall. Those who wish to continue following His Holiness the Pope, keep up with this Douluo's pace, pack your bags, and set sail!"

……

"Teacher! Teacher... are you going to give up on me?"

With tears in her eyes, Qian Renxue chased after Su Ran out of Wuhun City. When she arrived in front of Su Ran, the golden-haired angel looked pitiful.

Seeing the tear stains on Qian Renxue's exquisite face, Su Ran was also slightly moved. With a gentle breeze, two peach petals wiped away her tears.
"Xue'er, now that I have accepted you as my disciple, as long as you still want to learn, your teacher will not give up on you."

"Only you can decide your own path of cultivation. What you just said was very good. At least you came, tried, and strived."

“Your grandfather’s consideration for you is not without reason. The path of the twelve-winged fallen angel that I taught you has never been successfully followed by anyone on this continent. I am very happy that you are willing to trust your teacher.”

"As long as you are willing to learn, your teacher will do everything in his power to cultivate you into a god-level expert. At that time, your grandfather will have no reason to stop your cultivation."

Qian Renxue choked up as she said:

"How long will that take? I don't want to be separated from my teacher."

"It might take a long time, twenty years? Thirty years? Or maybe ten years, five years? It's all possible. The teacher will try to make it as fast as possible."

Su Ran also had no experience in cultivating gods.

Qian Renxue's delicate face froze instantly: "Twenty years? Thirty years? Teacher, by then, Xue'er will be old..."

"If, within five years, the teacher is still not confident in cultivating a deity, the teacher will come to purify your body, so that you can follow the path of the angel god that your grandfather planned for you."

"No! I want to learn how to become a twelve-winged fallen angel! I won't give up! I will persevere in my training and transform into a twelve-winged being as soon as possible!"

Qian Renxue suddenly said firmly, "If you know there is a stronger path to take but don't try it, what's the difference between you and a salted fish? Even if you become a god, you'll still be the weakest god among your peers!"
"Then, I won't let you down. That's my promise to you."

Su Ran looked intently into Qian Renxue's eyes, his expression serious. He didn't want to disappoint his disciple.

"Alright, I'll wait for you, Teacher, to bring your senior sister who has become a god, and completely conquer my grandfather! When that time comes, I will greet you with twelve wings!"

"mua~"

With her teacher's affirmation, Qian Renxue's anxiety subsided. She was terrified that her teacher would abandon her as a disciple because her grandfather would stop training her.

But when she met her teacher's eyes up close, Qian Renxue's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but lean closer and kiss Su Ran on the cheek.

Her face flushed crimson, her heart pounded, and with a flap of her angel wings, she vanished into the ruins of Martial Soul City, leaving behind only these words:

"If she can kiss Bibi Dong, then I, Qian Renxue, can kiss her too! Teacher, I'm waiting for you!"

"This dead girl!"

Bibi Dong quickly moved closer and kissed Su Ran on the cheek, trying to cover up Qian Renxue's kiss mark:

"Look at you, this girl didn't want you to conquer that old man at all, she clearly conquered her!"

"Aren't you very proud of yourself, Teacher Su, for being kissed by both me and this girl?!"

Bibi Dong said sourly, "Pregnant women are indeed sour."

However, Su Ran's face darkened. He had long since lost his temper and began to scold Bibi Dong:
"I'm smug? I think you're the one who's smug. You're willing to risk your life for the power of the Papal Palace? I'll give you a good scolding when we get back to the academy!"

Bibi Dong pursed her lips, clearly seeing that Teacher Su was genuinely angry, and joked:

"How should I scold her? Should I use the Azure Netherworld Dao Technique to give her a severe scolding? But she's pregnant right now, so I have to be gentle~"

(End of this chapter)