Douluo: This angel loses san value

At night, Qian Daoliu came to Qian Rendong's room as promised.

"Knock Knock-"

He knocked lightly on the door.

"Enter~"

Qian Rendong's lazy voice came from inside the door.

Qian Daoliu opened the door and said with a faint smile: "Dong'er."

Qian Rendong nodded, replied "Grandpa", and continued to lower his head.

Qian Rendong was seen lazily leaning on the seat, his left elbow resting on the armrest, his slightly tilted head supported by his fingers, and a book with a black cover in his right hand.

The book is very thin, just dozens of pages.

But he watched it with gusto.

Seeing Qian Rendong reading a book so seriously, Qian Daoliu couldn't help but be curious.

What kind of book was this kid reading? He was so fascinated by it.

When he looked closer, his face suddenly turned half black.

I saw a few large white characters written on the black cover, which formed a strong visual contrast with the black cover, making the words above more eye-catching and clearer.

"Ten Core Competitiveness of Wuhun"

Below the center is also marked:

Yu Xiaogang——written

Completely unaware of Qian Daoliu's half-blackened face, Qian Rendong asked Qian Daoliu enthusiastically, "Grandpa, do you know who the author of this book is, Yu Xiaogang?"

He suppressed his anger and didn't curse loudly. He forced a smile and said, "Dong'er, first tell grandpa, where did you find this book?"

"Ah? Are you talking about this book? Aren't I just bored in my room every day, so I go to the library to look for any books I'm interested in?"

"I happened to see this book and thought it was quite interesting, so I picked it up and read it."

Qian Daoliu wanted to greet the manager of the library for a moment.

I want to ask him why he can even put this kind of rubbish in the library of Wuhun Palace!

After thinking about it carefully, he seemed to have thought of something and snorted coldly.

'snort!Still too indulgent to that woman!Now even that trash's so-called rubbish theory has entered the Wuhun Palace library and stained Dong'er's eyes! '

Qian Daoliu strode forward and took the book from Qian Rendong's hand with a serious expression, "Dong'er, promise grandpa not to read this book again in the future, okay?"

"No, grandpa, this book is so interesting."

Qian Rendong stretched out his hand to ask for a book, but after being released from the possession of Wuhun, his body shrank and his hands became shorter and he couldn't reach it!

"No, no, no!"

"But……"

"Huh?" Qian Daoliu glanced at him with sharp eyes.

"Okay."╮(︶﹏︶)╭

Withdrawing his sharp eyes, Qian Daoliu nodded with satisfaction, sat next to Qian Rendong, and gently stroked Qian Rendong's hair, "Yes, this is grandpa's good grandson."

Qian Rendong slapped away the claws that were arrogant on his head, and asked dissatisfiedly: "Grandpa came to me because he has something to say."

"Smart, he is worthy of being my grandson, Qian Daoliu." After bragging about himself, Qian Daoliu began to say:

"Actually, it's not a big deal. It's just that grandpa wants to know more about your martial arts, so that grandpa can choose the soul ring that suits you best."

"The other thing is, Dong'er, your soul power should be more than level 21."

Qian Daoliu's eyes became sharp.

"Grandpa, what are you talking about? Isn't my soul power level 21?"

Qian Rendong pretended to be stupid.

Qian Daoliu laughed and scolded: "You brat, are you still pretending to be stupid with grandpa at this time? Who do you think grandpa is? A bad old man?"

Qian Rendong complained in his heart: "Isn't it?"

Qian Daoliu picked up Qian Rendong and put him on his lap.The book in his hand was placed behind his back.

Qian Rendong struggled to no avail and felt helpless, so she simply found a more comfortable position on his lap and sat down peacefully.

"Tell Grandpa what level your true soul power is."

Qian Rendong did not answer directly, but asked Qian Daoliu: "Grandpa, how do you know?"

"Hahaha, don't you know this? Grandpa is the most powerful man in Douluo Continent today! There is nothing that grandpa doesn't know!"

"Wow, grandpa is so powerful! Then why don't you know my martial arts."

Qian Daoliu's face darkened and he slapped Qian Rendong on the butt.

"pain--!"

Qian Rendong rubbed his butt.

"You bastard is looking for a beating! You've learned to talk back to grandpa, right?"

"I--"

"Okay, stop interrupting and answer Grandpa's question carefully. What is your current soul power level?"

Qian Rendong looked at Qian Daoliu with resentful eyes and said angrily: "Level [-]~"

"Level [-], that's fine..."

"What?! You said level [-]!"

Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Rendong with eyes as wide as bells, and shouted uncontrollably.

Qian Rendong, who was sitting on his lap, covered his ears, frowned and looked at Qian Daoliu speechlessly: "Grandpa, why are you shouting so loudly!"

Although he could vaguely guess that Qian Rendong's soul power was at a certain stage, when he actually heard about that stage from Qian Rendong's mouth, Qian Daoliu couldn't help but was shocked.

The information obtained was so shocking that Qian Daoliu wondered if there was something wrong with his ears and he heard it wrong.

"This...this...you..."

Qian Rendong couldn't help laughing when he saw Qian Daoliu like this for the first time.

"Grandpa, are you okay? Hey, hey!"

Qian Rendong was good at waving his hand back and forth in front of Qian Daoliu's eyes.

Seeing that Qian Daoliu didn't respond, Qian Rendong took "The Ten Core Competencies of Wuhun" from behind him and continued reading from the previous page.

It took a long time for Qian Daoliu to recover from the forty-level shock.

Qian Daoliu then quickly thought of a question, "Dong'er, tell grandpa honestly why you have to hide your level [-] soul power."

If it's unintentional, that's fine, but if it's intentional...

Then my grandson's mind is frighteningly mature.

"Yeah." Qian Rendong pretended to think, and then said seriously: "To win my sister!"

Unfortunately, Qian Daoliu didn't seem to accept this trick. He then asked: "You showed that you can beat your sister Xue openly even with level [-] soul power. Why don't you do that?"

Qian Rendong said very directly: "I just want to see my sister dislike me!"

This mean tone combined with his serious expression is actually a bit funny.

Seeing this, Qian Daoliu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ha, I'm just too worried. It's just a child. How can I put so much thought into it?"

The suspicion in my heart also dissipated.

He smiled and said to Qian Rendong:

"You brat, you're only looking to make your sister Xue unhappy, right? Release your soul power and let grandpa take a look."

Qian Rendong had no choice but to close the book, stand up and release his soul power to Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu carefully felt the soul power released by Qian Rendong, and did not hide the shock in his eyes.

'So pure!What a divine light attribute! '

'Pure light without any foreign elements, it is the purest light in the world! '

'I'm afraid even the brilliance of the God of Angels is not as pure, holy and beautiful as Dong'er's light! '

'In addition, the flames on Dong'er's wings should not be underestimated!This kind of flame seems to have no temperature, but once it burns, it can definitely burn a person to ashes in an instant! '

'I can feel the holiness and holiness of this flame, which is even compared to the brilliance of winter! '

The more he felt it, the stronger the shock in Qian Daoliu's heart!

He couldn't imagine that a being as majestic as him would be willing to be Dong'er's martial spirit!

It’s truly unimaginably shocking!

Regaining his overly shocked state of mind, Qian Daoliu slowly asked Qian Rendong:

"Dong'er, tell Grandpa about your martial spirit, starting with your name."

Qian Rendong put away his soul power, unfolded "The Ten Core Competencies of Martial Arts" again, sat on Qian Daoliu's lap, and said while reading:

“My martial spirit is called ‘Old Twelve-Winged Seraph’”

"Hmm~~Actually, I don't know much about my martial spirit."

"I only know that my martial soul is born with two supreme attributes, holy light and holy fire."

"That's the two attributes on the wings."

"And each attribute can cause one thousand percent damage to evil things."

"One thousand percent!" Qian Daoliu exclaimed.

You know, the full increase of the Qibao Glazed Tile Sect's Qibao Glazed Tile Tower is only 70.00% at most.

And such an increase is actually less than [-]% of one of Dong'er's attributes!

Although that is the effect that can be achieved on evil things, it is enough to stomp all kinds of auxiliary martial spirits on the ground and rub them with their feet.

One thousand percent!I wonder if there is any soul skill on the mainland that can compare with this attribute in terms of increase!

Qian Daoliu was greatly shocked by this!

But he never tired of this kind of shock, and continued to ask in high spirits: "Is there any more? Dong'er."

Qian Rendong shrugged, "No more."

"I've said it before! I only know two attributes of my martial soul now...emmm, does flying count?"

Qian Daoliu was speechless.

"That's all, if not, there won't be any."

After learning about Qian Rendong's martial soul tonight, Qian Daoliu has already thought about what soul ring he wants to hunt for him.

After getting up, he touched Qian Rendong's smooth hair and said:

"Tomorrow at nine o'clock, come to the Elder's Hall to see me after breakfast. Don't be late."

"Okay grandpa, go slowly grandpa, don't send grandpa off."

After saying goodbye, Qian Rendong sat back on his seat and read the "Ten Core Competencies of Wuhun".

Qian Daoliu shook his head helplessly and cursed with a smile: "Hey, what a brat!"