Douluo Continent: After Ten Thousand Years of Silence, I Was Exposed by the Sky.

Chapter 129 Qian Lin: Qian Renxue is an undercover agent? How could you even think of that! A level 98 Golden Crocodile, you're a disgrace to your ancestors!
Qian Lin turned around, pointed to the palace below, and asked calmly:

"In the palace below, there is a junior who has the bloodline of my Qian family."

He was accompanied by two titled Douluo.

What's happening here?
Are they descendants of my Qian family, or bloodlines scattered far and wide?

Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu was taken aback at first, then seemed to realize something.
His previously tired face instantly radiated an unusual glow, and even his breathing became a little more rapid.

excitement!
I can't contain my excitement!
This is a golden opportunity to show our face to our ancestors and prove that our family has a worthy successor!

Qian Daoliu quickly stepped forward, bowed, and spoke with undisguised pride and arrogance:

"Reporting to the Ancestor!"
The one you sensed is my own granddaughter, named Qian Renxue!

"Oh?

Your granddaughter?

Qianlin nodded slightly, signaling him to continue.

Qian Daoliu straightened his back, a proud smile on his face, and quickly explained:

"Reporting to our Ancestor, Xue'er is exceptionally gifted. She has awakened a six-winged angel martial soul with innate full soul power at level 20!"
His talent far surpasses that of his juniors; he could even be considered the greatest talent in thousands of years!

At this point, Qian Daoliu paused deliberately, observing Qian Lin's expression. Seeing that the ancestor did not show any displeasure, he boldly continued:

"Not only that, Xue'er also received her ancestor's—"

That is, the favor of the angel god!

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of the sky, disrupting the original plan...
At this very moment, Xue'er might already be undergoing the Nine Trials of Angels and receiving the inheritance of her divine position!

"Give her enough time, and it won't be long before she inherits her ancestor's angelic position."
"Become the new deity of my Qian family and the entire Spirit Hall!"

"As for her in the palace..."

A glint of light flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes, and he said in a low voice:
"That was to carry out a top-secret plan to overthrow the Heavenly Dou Empire—the 'Usurpation Plan'."

She has been posing as the Crown Prince Xue Qinghe of the Heavenly Dou Dynasty for many years, and now it seems the crucial moment to close the net has arrived.

"Level 20 of the Innate Realm?"

Nine Trials of the Angels?
A plot to steal the country?

After listening, Qian Lin's lips finally curved into a faint smile, and the coldness in his eyes dissipated somewhat, replaced by a hint of appreciation:
"interesting.

It seems that the Qian family ten thousand years later isn't entirely useless.

Just as Qian Daoliu was secretly pleased, Qian Lin's expression suddenly changed, and he coldly snorted:
"Qian Daoliu, you're not feeling too smug, are you?"

Qian Daoliu was stunned, and his smile froze on his face.

Qian Daoliu looked at his ancestor, who had suddenly changed his expression, somewhat at a loss. The fear that surged from the depths of his soul made him shiver.

“Ancestor… this… Xue’er has extraordinary talent and the potential to become a god. Isn’t that good enough?
"This junior...this junior is foolish and truly does not know what mistake I have made?"

Qian Daoliu's voice trembled slightly, and he bent even lower, almost burying himself in his chest.

"Humph!"

Qian Lin let out another cold snort, a sound that seemed to explode directly in Qian Daoliu's mind, causing his blood to surge.

Qian Lin stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sharp as he stared intently at the palace below, his tone filled with exasperated anger:

"Exceptional talent?"
Does he possess the potential to become a god?
That's a joke!

"In my perception, that girl is already over twenty years old."
If this were my era, a peerless genius with innate level 20 full soul power would at least have reached the threshold of becoming a Title Douluo at this age, even without a divine inheritance!
It's even possible to reach level 95!

"But what about her?"

He's only a Soul Saint right now!

Only seventy-something levels!

Qian Lin suddenly turned his head, his sharp gaze piercing Qian Daoliu like two swords:

"Is this what you call exceptional talent?"

Is this what you call the first person in thousands of years?
What a waste of natural resources!

What a waste of that pure angelic bloodline and that top-tier innate talent of level twenty!

"How exactly do you useless elders teach your descendants?"
To let her waste her precious cultivation time on that boring 'usurping the country' game! It's utterly foolish!"

Qian Daoliu was scolded until his face turned red. He opened his mouth to defend himself, but found that he was speechless.

Yes, if Xue'er had continued to focus on cultivation, with her talent, her achievements today would probably be immeasurable.

Should have known so.

When Bibi Dong first proposed the plan to send Qian Renxue to infiltrate Tiandou...

He shouldn't have agreed!
it's good now.

Not only did he suffer the pain of being separated from his grandfather and grandson for twenty years.

Furthermore, it delayed Xue'er's cultivation, and she was reprimanded by Lin Zu!
As Qian Lin spoke, he grew increasingly angry, and the terrifying pressure emanating from his body caused the surrounding space to distort and deform.

Golden Crocodile Douluo, who had originally tried to keep a low profile, was now sweating profusely, his back soaked with cold sweat.

With only level 98 soul power, he was as insignificant as an ant in front of Qian Lin, an ancient and mythical powerhouse.

Especially when he heard Qian Lin reprimanding Qian Daoliu, Golden Crocodile Douluo was so frightened that he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

They were afraid that the wrath of their ancestors would extend to them, an outsider.

However, what are you afraid of?

After Qian Lin finished reprimanding Qian Daoliu, he caught a glimpse of the trembling Golden Crocodile Douluo to the side.

Qian Lin was slightly taken aback, as if he sensed a familiar aura. A hint of surprise flashed across his face, which had been filled with anger.
His tone softened slightly, but still carried a hint of contempt:

"Um?

This aura…

"I never expected that they would be descendants of 'Little Jin' from back then."

Upon hearing the name "Little Jin," Golden Crocodile Douluo trembled, abruptly raising his head with disbelief in his eyes.

Qian Lin looked Golden Crocodile Douluo up and down, shook his head, and sighed:

"What a pity, 20,000 years have passed, and your Jin family is really getting worse and worse."

The mighty Golden Crocodile King Martial Soul had only reached level ninety-eight.

At this moment, Golden Crocodile Douluo could no longer care about fear; the shock in his heart overwhelmed everything.

Golden Crocodile Douluo asked cautiously, his voice trembling:

"Ancestor... Ancestor, do you... do you know my Jin family's ancestor?"

Qian Daoliu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and glanced gratefully at Golden Crocodile Douluo.

He thought to himself that this old buddy was still useful in a critical moment, at least he helped to share some of the firepower.

Qian Lin ignored Qian Daoliu's subtle actions and instead fell into a brief reverie, his eyes becoming somewhat profound:
"know?
It's more than just knowing each other.

"Twenty thousand years ago, your Jin family ancestor was named Jin Tian."

After my mother became a god, he was extremely lucky. He received the protection and baptism of my mother's divine power, and his originally ordinary crocodile martial soul underwent a second evolution, transforming into the top-tier Golden Crocodile King.

At this point, Qianlin paused, a hint of nostalgia in his voice:
"Later, I saw that he had some talent, so I took him on as my personal disciple."

That kid was quite ambitious; he managed to cultivate to level ninety-nine, the demigod realm, just one step away from reaching level one hundred and becoming a god.

"But unexpectedly..."

Qian Lin's gaze sharpened again as he stared directly into Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes and said coldly:
"It has been passed down for 20,000 years, but in your generation, you are only at level 98."

You don't even have half the brilliance of your ancestors; you're a disgrace to them!

Upon hearing this, Golden Crocodile Douluo's old face instantly turned bright red, and he was so ashamed that he wanted to disappear.

He originally thought that his level 98 strength was enough to make him stand out from the crowd, and that he was the second elder of the Spirit Hall, a position of great prestige.

But now, after being scolded by this living ancestor, he realized that in the eyes of a true strongman, he was nothing but a good-for-nothing junior.

"This junior...this junior knows his mistake!"
"This junior has disgraced our ancestors!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo lowered his head, his voice filled with shame and self-reproach, wishing he could find a block of tofu and smash his head against it on the spot.

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