Douluo Continent: Five Thunders Shake the Drums, I am the Thunder Emperor!

Chapter 74 Qian Renxue enters the Offering Hall and goes home! (Regarding Sikong Zhen)
"Tch, boring!"

Seeing that the Purple Star team surrendered directly, Yu Feng curled his lip and said with dissatisfaction, "I thought we could stretch our muscles a bit."

Sikong Zhen looked towards the high platform and met Bibi Dong's gaze.

The two looked at each other from afar.

Sikong Zhen saw a hint of predatory intent in her eyes, like a wolf eyeing him, lurking and plotting something sinister.

Pope Bibidon

Sikong Zhen narrowed his eyes, knowing that he would have to face her sooner or later.

Before that, one must have at least the combat power of Yu Yuanzhen; ordinary peak Douluo are far from enough and cannot contend with Bibi Dong.

"Let's go,"

Sikong Zhen turned around and said, "Go back to your training. The real challenge is yet to come."

"Okay, Captain (Boss)." Yu Tianheng and the others responded in unison, following behind Sikong Zhen as they left the area.

The members of the Heavenly Dou Royal Team left the arena with their heads held high, leaving behind a murmur of discussion.

Everyone knew that the championship of this Elite Soul Master Tournament would ultimately fall into the hands of the Heaven Dou Royal Team.

For many, the ending was foreseeable from the very beginning, which is a tragedy.

And at this moment,
Bibi Dong, standing on the high platform, watched Sikong Zhen's departing figure, her fingertips lightly tapping her scepter, a glint of unfathomable light flashing in her eyes.

……

the other side.

Qian Renxue had returned to her original form and arrived at the entrance of the offering hall.

"Xue'er!"

Qian Daoliu appeared in front of her instantly, looking at his beloved granddaughter with eyes full of joy and tenderness.

"Grandpa, how have you been lately?"

In front of her grandfather, Qian Renxue's usual aloofness vanished, replaced by a smile on her pretty face, her eyes curving into crescent shapes.

"Good, good! Grandpa is very good! Seeing Xue'er back makes Grandpa even better!"

Qian Daoliu smiled gently.

"Haha, Little Xue'er is back!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo's loud laughter echoed in front of the Hall of Worship. His imposing figure appeared out of thin air, his eyes filled with loving kindness.

Of course, Qian Daoliu had already isolated the sounds near the offering hall.

It will not be leaked.

The Azure Phoenix Douluo also arrived gracefully, his azure robes fluttering in the wind, a smile on his gentle and refined face: "It's been a few years since I last saw you, Little Xue'er has grown into a beautiful young lady."

Other enshrined figures, such as the Lion Douluo and the Thousand-Pound Douluo, also appeared.

You say something to me.

It was full of concern for Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue quickly bowed to the several honored grandfathers and said with a smile, "Grandpa Golden Crocodile, Third Grandpa... Xue'er misses you all very much."

He left the Spirit Hall more than ten years ago.

Qian Renxue misses her grandfather Qian Daoliu the most, as well as the several grandfathers who loved her dearly.

The Lion Douluo stroked his beard and laughed, "Xue'er has been infiltrating the Heaven Dou Empire for many years and has successfully replaced Crown Prince Xue Qinghe."

"The plan to seize the country is nearing completion; this is truly cause for celebration!"

The Demon-Slaying Douluo patted his chest and said, "Of course! Our little Xue'er is a genius that the Spirit Hall sees only once in a thousand years!"

Listening to the praise from elders.

Qian Renxue smiled slightly, feeling overjoyed and experiencing an unprecedented sense of satisfaction!

Immediately,

Qian Daoliu took Qian Renxue's slender hand and said softly, "Come on, let's go home with Grandpa. We'll go inside and talk slowly."

"Ah."

Qian Renxue smiled and nodded, her beautiful eyes crinkling.

……

Enshrined in the temple.

Qian Renxue was surrounded and questioned for a long time by the seven retainers, including Qian Daoliu, and the smile on her face never stopped.

This was the happiest moment for her in over a decade, bar none.

Suddenly, Qian Renxue mentioned Sikong Zhen.

Qian Daoliu raised an eyebrow. "So, Xue'er, you took the initiative to contact Sikong Zhen, but you didn't reveal your true identity or Xue Qinghe's identity?"

"Correct."

Qian Renxue nodded gently, "I made some changes to Xue Qinghe's appearance."

Guangling Douluo spoke up at the right time: "Yes, Xue'er already told me before that she just happened to meet Sikong Zhen."

"As a result, it was discovered that Sikong Zhen's intelligence was beyond that of ordinary people, so we had a conversation with him."

Hear this.

The Golden Crocodile Douluo, the Azure Phoenix Douluo, and the other worshippers exchanged glances.

This was the first time they had ever heard that Qian Renxue was interested in a stranger of the opposite sex and had even invited him to talk alone.

"Cough cough."

Qingluan Douluo coughed lightly, a mischievous smile appearing on his gentle and refined face: "Xue'er, may I ask a question?"

He deliberately dragged out the word, "You wouldn't happen to have a crush on that Sikong Zhen, would you?"

As soon as these words came out.

The entire hall fell into an instant silence so profound you could hear a pin drop.

Qian Renxue's fair cheeks flushed crimson, and she stomped her foot in embarrassment and annoyance: "Third Grandfather! What are you saying!"

The voice unconsciously rose eight octaves.

The seven retainers, including Qian Daoliu, all stared at her intently.

Qian Daoliu leaned forward slightly, his eyes gleaming with a look of inquiry.

Qingluan Douluo stroked his chin, a knowing look on his face.

Lion Douluo stroked his beard, a smile in his eyes, while Demon-Slaying Douluo and Thousand-Pound Douluo exchanged a meaningful glance.

"I...I simply admire his talent and intellect!"

Qian Renxue quickly explained, "Sikong Zhen is different from other nobles and genius soul masters; he truly cares about the suffering of ordinary people."

"Moreover, he is not at all pedantic and dares to challenge imperial authority!"

Qian Renxue blinked her beautiful violet eyes, her face serious.

Qian Daoliu suddenly chuckled: "Xue'er, this is the first time Grandpa has seen you explain something so hastily."

"grandfather!"

Qian Renxue was extremely shy and immediately released her Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, with three pairs of pure white wings enveloping her entire body.

Only her large, watery eyes were visible.

Qian Renxue felt wronged. She didn't have any romantic feelings for Sikong Zhenzhen at the moment; she simply admired him.

But Qian Daoliu and the others clearly did not believe it.

Golden Crocodile Douluo laughed heartily: "Our little Xue'er is shy! It seems this Sikong Zhen is indeed extraordinary!"

"certainly not!"

Qian Renxue poked her head out from under the wings, trying to appear calm, "I just think he's a talent worth recruiting."

After a pause,
Qian Renxue's voice gradually became serious, "His views on the conflict between nobles and commoners, as well as the corruption of the Heavenly Battle, are very insightful."

Qianjun Douluo seemed to be deep in thought.

"For Xue'er to give such a high evaluation, it seems that Sikong Zhen is indeed extraordinary, and it's not just that his cultivation talent is extremely high."

Qian Daoliu gently patted his granddaughter's shoulder, a complex look flashing in his eyes.

“Xue’er, if you have the chance, you can invite him to the Hall of Offerings as a guest,” he added meaningfully, “with your true identity.”

Qian Renxue looked up in surprise: "Grandpa?"

Qian Daoliu smiled without saying a word, but gazed intently out of the hall.

In his eyes, his precious granddaughter was interested in Sikong Zhen, and Sikong Zhen was the best candidate at the moment.

Sikong Zhen has attracted the attention of the Thunder God and may even possess a divine artifact.

The Senka are descendants of the Angel God.

Qian Daoliu was also a high-ranking official, so in terms of status, he was actually a servant of the gods.

If Qian Renxue's future husband were to be a successor of a deity, Qian Daoliu would naturally be overjoyed and fully supportive.

The other offerings also revealed knowing smiles.

(End of this chapter)