Reincarnated as Qianxunji, he betrayed Bibi Dong.

"Father, don't be foolish!"

"You believe whatever Shura says?"

"Don't forget, the Ancestral God was killed by the Asuras. The City of Slaughter only contains traps, not the divine body of the Ancestral God!"

"Father, stop having unrealistic fantasies. Our situation isn't beyond saving yet!"

"Shura's sudden outburst of anger, his retreat, and the fact that he only dared to come to Douluo Continent in a clone instead of his true body all prove that the God Realm is not ruled by Shura alone."

"Even the Asura cannot completely control everything."

"What we need to do now is to live well, not to seek death and fall into the trap of the Asura."

"Even if part of the Ancestral God's body is suppressed by the Asura in the City of Slaughter, it will be useless for you to go."

"The seal that Shura set up himself cannot be broken by your power at all."

Qian Xunji scolded and dissuaded Qian Daoliu, who was about to leave.

Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Xunji, wanting to refute, but he couldn't find a reason to do so.

He could only stubbornly insist, "Xunji, I must go and see. Didn't you say that the Asura can't cover up everything? What if we can bring back the Ancestral God?"

At this moment, Qian Daoliu was clearly stuck in a rut. He was clearly wrong, but he still wanted to go to the City of Slaughter without hesitation.

"Father, please wake up."

"I can't just stand by and watch you go to your death in the Killing City, or even threaten me."

"Shura is clearly trying to trick us into going to the City of Slaughter with ulterior motives."

"Don't forget that the City of Slaughter is the territory of the God of Asura. Outside, the God of Asura's avatars can't do anything to us, but once we get to the City of Slaughter, things might be different."

"If you fall into the hands of the Asura, should I go to save you or not?"

"Father, can you please stop troubling me? I have so many things to do!"

Qian Xunji's last words even came across as a roar. He continued, "Father, I cannot let you go to the City of Slaughter. If you insist on going, don't blame me."

"Seeking treatment, I...I..."

Qian Daoliu looked bewildered and helpless, like a child.

Seeing that Qian Daoliu was no longer insistent on going to the City of Slaughter, Qian Xunji softened her tone and said, "Father, shall we return to Wuhun City first?"

"We'll talk about it when we get back to Wuhun City."

"Stay calm while you're on the road."

Qian Daoliu finally compromised, but he did not respond to Qian Xunji. He simply turned around and walked blindly toward Wuhun City.

Qian Xunji followed behind Qian Daoliu.

At this point, Qian Daoliu really needs to calm down.

……

Douluo Continent, Martial Soul City.

When Qian Daoliu and Qian Xun hurried back to Wuhun City, it was already dawn, and the day had come.

After a night of reflection, Qian Daoliu no longer insisted on going to the City of Slaughter, and he also realized that Qian Xunji was right, that even if he went to the City of Slaughter, it would be of no use.

Neither of them spoke as they walked down the streets of Wuhun City.

The elders and other dignitaries came to greet them.

They realized that Qian Daoliu's condition was very strange.

They looked at Qian Xunji and asked, "Your Holiness, what exactly happened yesterday?"

"What is this, Grand Master?"

"Yes, Xunji, what exactly happened? What's wrong with the Grand Elder?" Golden Crocodile Douluo was also very concerned about Qian Daoliu.

He had an excellent relationship with Qian Daoliu and had watched Qian Xunji grow up. In private, he would not call Qian Xunji "Your Holiness the Pope" but only on formal occasions.

Qian Xunji did not respond, but looked at Qian Daoliu with a questioning look in his eyes.

He was not the Grand Master of the Ancestral God or the spokesperson for the continent. Whether or not to inform others about the Ancestral God's fall was a decision that Qian Daoliu had to make.

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath, realizing that he could no longer afford to be depressed and had to pull himself together.

Xunji is right; even the Asura God cannot completely control everything in the God Realm.

Even if the Asura God sends down a divine thought clone, he is not afraid. Although the Ancestral God has fallen, he can still use the power of the angels and can still summon part of the power of the divine artifact left by the Ancestral God - the Angel Holy Sword.

I don't know about other places, but in Douluo Continent, the Spirit Hall and the Qian Family are definitely powerful.

He cannot kill the God of Asura, but he can kill the inheritors of the God of Asura. He will kill each one that appears in Douluo Continent.

Until there is no more successor of the Asura God in Douluo Continent, he does not believe that the Asura can descend to the mortal realm in his true form. As long as it is not his true form, he has nothing to fear with the power left behind by the Ancestral God.

He and Qian Xunji are fully capable of protecting the new successor of the Ancestral God as he grows up.

He did not intend to tell the other worshippers, elders, or ancestral gods about their deaths.

He said, "It's nothing serious, you can go back and do what you were doing."

"Xunji, come with me, I have something to say to you," Qian Daoliu said as he walked toward the Hall of Worship.

……

Wuhun City, Hall of Offerings.

"Father, what do you want to say?"

Qian Daoliu uttered a startling statement: "Xunji, how about we go to the Haotian Sect and snatch Bibi Dong back?"

"Although Shura's words were ill-intentioned, he was right. The bloodline of the Qian family is not something an ordinary woman can bear."

"Your mother's bloodline was not outstanding. Although you have improved your bloodline through postnatal efforts, you cannot deny that it was congenitally deficient."

"Perhaps it's because you were born with a deficiency that you didn't gain the approval of the ancestral gods."

"Bibi Dong possesses twin martial souls and innate full soul power; her talent has reached the pinnacle of mortals."

"And through your efforts to improve, your talent has also increased significantly. If you and Bibi Dong were to unite, you would surely give birth to offspring that would be recognized by the Ancestral God."

"As for evil martial spirits, we are of divine blood and fear no evil whatsoever."

"And perhaps only through the baptism of evil can light be transformed into true light."

"Afterwards, we can make it up to Bibi Dong by making her your wife and allowing her to cultivate to the pinnacle of her chosen path."

"If we tell Bibi Dong, she will definitely understand us."

"Moreover, I don't believe that the ancestral gods didn't leave a backup plan. We still have a chance to find the disease."

Qian Daoliu stared at Qian Xunji with fervor.

Qian Xunji could see that Qian Daoliu was on the verge of turning to the dark side. He didn't know if the Ancestral God had left any contingency plans. He only knew that the final result was the death of Bibi Dong and the shattering of Qian Renxue's divine position.

The Asura God must have his own schemes.

The more the Asura God wanted him to do it, the less likely he was to do it.

He will absolutely not take this path.

He's going to the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire.

He wants to take his destiny into his own hands.

Instead of relying on the ancestral god's backup plan, or on Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue becoming gods.

Qian Xunji spoke up, advising, "Father, we absolutely cannot fall into Shura's treacherous scheme."

"Bibi Dong hates the Spirit Hall and hates me, so there's no way she would agree to your proposal."

"If she refuses, what should we do? Force her?"

"We are members of the angel race, with divine blood flowing through our veins. We are symbols of justice and light."

"If we did that, how would we be any different from pigs and dogs?"

"The Asuras just want to watch us fall."

"We must not let Shura have his way!"

"But what else can we do?" Qian Daoliu's tone was extremely bitter.

"Father, do you believe me?" Qian Xunji stared into Qian Daoliu's eyes and asked earnestly.

"Xunji, of course I trust you," Qian Daoliu said with certainty.

"Father, since you believe in me, don't do anything foolish. I will definitely become a god."

"Believe me, Father, I will become a god, I will surpass the ancestral god, avenge our ancestors, and kill the Asura God."

"Alright, Xunji, I believe in you." Qian Daoliu was deeply moved by Qian Xunji's determination.

"Father, I'm leaving Spirit City. I've found the path to godhood."

"Don't do anything foolish, wait for me to come back."

"You just need to guard Wuhun City during this time."

"Alright, Xunji, I'll wait for you to come back." Qian Daoliu decided to trust Qian Xunji this time.

He remembered that Qian Xunji had told him that even if no deity passed on the divine position to Xunji, Xunji still had a way to break through to the divine level.

What he used to consider nothing more than a joke.

But at that moment, he believed it.

Because he saw the determination and confidence in Qian Xunji's eyes.

Chihiro sped off, heading towards the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire.

He couldn't help but laugh at himself, remembering how he had just been advising Qian Daoliu not to betray the divine bloodline within him, not to fall into depravity, and not to be worse than pigs and dogs.

But he turned out to be a traitor in the blink of an eye.

So what if someone is a traitor?

To hell with the divine realm! It's rotten to the core! Our own angelic ancestor died and was torn apart by Asuras, yet the Asuras remain carefree and unrestrained!

Adultery is punishable by death.

Even if you're not a traitor, you'll still die.

At least when I'm being raped, I still have a chance to resist.

I will bear all the infamy and criticism!

With no more hesitation or wavering in her heart, Qian Xunji walked with unwavering determination.

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