Douluo: My summoning cards can generate Title Douluo

Chapter 122 The Reaction of the Offering Hall
Almost instantly, the solemn atmosphere of the hall was shattered.

Like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, the elders who were meditating or on duty in different places in the hall were all attracted by a magnet and suddenly surrounded it!

They surrounded Qian Renxue, their faces filled with undisguised surprise and concern.

The second elder, Golden Crocodile Douluo, an old man who was usually extremely dignified and whom even Bibi Dong had to be wary of, now had a kind smile on his face, like an ordinary grandfather seeing his granddaughter: "Oh my, look who's back?"

"Our little Xue'er! Let your second grandfather see if you've been wronged under the noses of those people in Tiandou City. Has anyone dared to bully you?"

"Tell Second Grandpa, Second Grandpa will crush his bones inch by inch!" he said, looking Qian Renxue up and down with heartache in his eyes.

The third elder, Qingluan Douluo, with his refined and scholarly demeanor, smiled broadly, his eyes crinkling at the corners of his mouth, and said gently, "Xiaoxue, why didn't you tell me you were coming back this time?"

"Is it too tough over there? Look at you, you've gotten thinner." He reached out, seemingly wanting to pat Qian Renxue's shoulder, but then hesitated, afraid of being too forward, and just made a vague gesture.

The Fourth Guardian Lion Douluo had the loudest voice, like muffled thunder: "Hahaha! It's good that Xiaoxue is back! Those useless trash from the Heavenly Battle, if they dare to give you a hard time, I'll lead my men to raze their palace to the ground!" He excitedly rubbed his large, fan-like hands together, as if he were ready to go to war at any moment.

The Fifth Elder, Guangling Douluo, the Sixth Elder, Qianjun Douluo, and the Seventh Elder, Jiangmo Douluo, also gathered around. The elders, who usually shook the continent and made countless soul masters tremble with fear, now had the kind of care that elders show when they see their most beloved juniors.

They all chimed in, expressing their concern for Qian Renxue:
"Xiaoxue, stay a few more days this time!"

"Tell me what's wrong!"

"That's right, if anyone dares to bully our Xiaoxue, my Panlong Cudgel will teach them a lesson they won't forget!"

"Is the food in Tiandou City really that bad? Look how hungry Xiaoxue is!"

"That's right, that's right! Your health is more important than any mission! Look at your face, it's not as round as it used to be!"

"Xiaoxue, stay a few more days this time! Grandpa will hunt down a 100,000-year-old soul beast for you to nourish your body!"

Surrounded by this sudden, almost suffocating enthusiasm, Qian Renxue looked at the faces filled with concern and doting. Her usually cold and aloof expression melted involuntarily, revealing a genuine, slightly helpless smile.

She bowed slightly, her voice clear and melodious, carrying a softness that she only showed in front of these closest elders: "Second Grandfather, Third Grandfather, Fourth Grandfather, Fifth Grandfather, Sixth Grandfather, Seventh Grandfather, Xiaoxue is alright, I'm sorry to have worried you."

She responded to each of her elders' concerns, her pale golden eyes curving into beautiful crescents.

Only in the Hall of Worship, a place guarded by her grandfather and the other grandfathers who watched her grow up, could she shed all her pretense and burdens and become the 'Little Xue'er' who was cherished and pampered.

Just then, Qian Daoliu, who had been facing away from everyone and staring at the statue, turned around.

His movements were slow, yet they carried an indescribable air of authority, instantly silencing the noisy hall.

Time has left deep marks on his face, but it has not diminished his godlike majesty and handsome appearance. His long, snow-white hair is meticulously combed. His gaze is fixed precisely on Qian Renxue, and in his deep, star-like eyes, there is a more restrained, deeper, yet equally fervent love and concern than others.

“Xiaoxue,” Qian Daoliu’s voice was gentle and mellow, like the sound of a cathedral bell, “usually, it takes us old men taking turns writing to you, pleading and begging until our lips are worn out, just to persuade you to come back and stay for a few days.”

"Why this time..." He approached slowly, his silver hair gleaming in the golden light of the statue, his eyes filled with all-knowing wisdom, and a knowing smile playing on his lips, "You've come back so soon?"

"But what...something unusual happened?"

Qian Daoliu's gaze was gentle yet extremely penetrating, as if he could see into Qian Renxue's heart.

Qian Renxue met her grandfather's gaze, and her heart skipped a beat.

She took a deep breath, suppressing the complex emotions surging in her heart, and tried her best to make her voice sound calm and clear: "Grandpa, grandpas, Xiaoxue has indeed come back this time because there is something important she wants to discuss with you all."

She paused, as if organizing her thoughts, her pale golden eyes sweeping over each of the worshippers present before finally settling on Qian Daoliu's face. Her gaze became unusually bright, even carrying an almost obsessive certainty: "Grandpa, do you... know about the Beast God Pavilion?"

"The Beast God Pavilion?" A hint of understanding flashed in Qian Daoliu's golden eyes, followed by an even deeper scrutiny. Upon hearing this name, the smiles on the faces of the worshippers faded, replaced by solemn expressions.

They naturally paid close attention to this new force that rose to prominence in a very short time and stirred up the winds and waves on the mainland.

"Of course I know." Qian Daoliu's voice was steady, but carried a hint of coldness that was hard to detect.

“They acted tyrannically and ruthlessly, subduing the four sects in a short period of time, seizing the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, and even… crippling Avalanche.” He stared intently at Qian Renxue.

"What? Xiaoxue, did someone from the Beast God Pavilion offend you?" An invisible, terrifying pressure that seemed to resonate with the heavens and earth instantly spread out. Although it was only fleeting, it made the surrounding worshippers feel trembling.

Qian Daoliu's voice carried a hint of cold murderous intent: "If they are blind enough to dare to touch my granddaughter, Grandpa will go and get justice for you!"

"Yes, Xiaoxue, tell these old men that if they dare to lay a finger on you, we'll personally go to the Beast God Pavilion right now!"

As their words fell, Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others instantly unleashed terrifying Title Douluo auras, their eyes becoming sharp as knives, the temperature in the entire Hall of Worship plummeted, and a chilling atmosphere filled the air!

They had no time to deal with this rising new power, but how dare this Beast God Pavilion bully their precious little princess? They're practically courting death!

"No, Grandpa!" Qian Renxue quickly shook her head, her long, golden hair swaying gently with her movements.

She met her grandfather's gaze, her face showing no sign of grievance, but rather a strange gleam mixed with excitement and ambition. "The Beast God Pavilion didn't provoke me. On the contrary, I personally went to the Beast God Pavilion a few days ago as Xue Qinghe!"

(End of this chapter)