Chapter 1: Traveling Through Qianxunji

At the back of the luxurious, ancient and historical Wuhun City, there is a towering mountain.

This mountain is called Pope's Hill. There is a magnificent, huge and luxurious palace on the hill. The warm sunlight pours down, setting off against the architecture of the Pope's Palace, making it look particularly beautiful and magnificent, like a fairyland on earth.

This palace is called the Pope's Palace, where the Pope lives. The sacred title of Pope is the belief of soul masters all over the continent.

In a secret room in the Pope's Palace, there was a man with long golden hair and an extremely handsome appearance. He was wearing a platinum robe, which made him look luxurious and elegant.

This man was Qian Xunji, the only son of the current Pope Qian Daoliu. At this moment, he was lying quietly on the ground, not breathing. He was dead, having been angered to death.

Qian Xunji is only in his thirties now and has just broken through to the level of Soul Douluo. He is excitedly looking for Qian Daoliu to share his joy.

A Soul Douluo in his thirties is unique in the entire continent and is undoubtedly a super genius.

Qian Xunji also thought so in his heart. Just when he thought that he could continue to break through and become stronger and stronger, reaching the level his father was at, and even inherit the dream of Qian's ancestors, the throne of angel, Qian Daoliu's first sentence poured a bucket of cold water on him.

"After you obtain the spirit ring, you will succeed the position of Pope."

Qian Xunji was full of questions when he heard this. "Father, if I succeed the Pope, I will have to deal with a mountain of affairs every day, which will greatly shorten my time for cultivation. I still have to work hard to cultivate and fulfill the dream that the Qian family has always had!"

Qian Daoliu turned his back, as if he didn't want Qian Xunji to see his expression at the moment, "Don't even think about inheriting the position of the Divine Ancestor. Just guard the foundation of our Spirit Hall and pass on the Qian family's bloodline."

"Why, father, can you tell me why?" Qian Xunji asked anxiously. He didn't understand what he had done wrong. Isn't the talent of a Soul Douluo in his thirties high enough?

Qian Daoliu said calmly: "Ji'er, our Qian family is blessed by the God Ancestor, and our innate soul power is ten levels higher than that of ordinary people. Because of this, our cultivation speed is much faster than that of people from the outside world. Do you know who is the youngest Titled Douluo in the continent today?"

Qianxunji nodded, "I know father, it's your old rival Tang Chen, who broke through to the Titled Douluo at the age of 46."

"Then do you know how old I was when I broke through to the Title Douluo?"

Qian Xunji shook his head. Qian Daoliu was already seventy years old when he was born. He was already an Extreme Douluo. All the ancestors of the Qian family had reached the age of breaking through to the Titled Douluo level, but none of them stayed until they reached that age.

"I was two years older when I broke through to the Title Douluo level than you were when you broke through to the Soul Douluo level."

The calm voice reached Qianxunji's ears, and his pupils widened instantly. The next words from Qian Daoliu exploded in his mind like thunder.

"And this age is not considered too outstanding among our Qian family's ancestors."

"Ji'er, do you understand? To the outside world, being the youngest Titled Douluo in the entire continent is the highest honor, but in the eyes of our Qian family, it means nothing. The reason why our Qian family's ancestral book does not record the ages of those who broke through the Titled Douluo generation after generation is because we don't care about competing with mortals from the outside world. We are the family of God."

Having said that, although Qian Daoliu's tone was calm, the arrogance and fanaticism in his eyes could not be concealed.

"And you breaking through to Soul Douluo at this age is the worst achievement in our Qian family for generations."

Worst Worst Worst
These three words kept echoing in Qianxunji's ears, like a needle, deeply embedded in his soul.

"So do you understand? Forget about inheriting the position of the God Ancestor. Leave it to the descendants to complete. As for your cultivation level falling behind, don't worry. Our clan has the blessing of the God Ancestor. Even if your talent is poor, as long as your martial soul is a six-winged angel, you can participate in the God Ancestor's divine test. After completing the divine test, you will be able to achieve the same cultivation level as me." Qian Daoliu waved his hand, "Pull yourself together and go get the spirit ring."

Qian Xunji nodded again, this time with a dull expression, and returned to his own secret training room.

Qian Xunji returned to the secret room to consolidate his cultivation. He remembered Qian Daoliu's words that he was the worst descendant in the history of the Qian family. The more he thought about it, the angrier, sadder and more ashamed he became. His mentality became unstable, his soul power became disordered, he spat out blood and died of anger.

After a moment, Qianxunji suddenly opened his eyes. His azure blue pupils were not as dull and arrogant as usual. Instead, he looked around in confusion, his face a little bewildered.

"Where is this? Why am I here?"

The next second, Qianxunji felt a sharp pain in his brain, and all the memories of the original owner came to his mind.

Douluo Continent, Pope's Palace, Qianxunji
After getting the information, Qianxunji's face darkened. Why did he travel through time to this guy when there are so many other people he could travel through time to?
He knew very well that in the future Qianxunji would take away Bibi Dong's first blood in the secret room, and his own first blood would be lost, causing Bibi Dong to give birth to a daughter, who was the only one in the Qian family in thousands of years with a congenital full soul power of level 20.

At that time, the Spirit Hall was extremely powerful. The seven great priests of the Worship Hall and more than ten elders of the Elder Hall could flatten the entire continent by themselves. However, what happened next... cannot be described in words.

After ten days of seclusion to master the power of this body, Qianxun quickly walked out of the secret room, subconsciously shielding the scorching sun above his head with his hands, and swept his mental power over the magnificent Pope's Palace, which was almost like a dream castle, and sighed softly.

"Let's take one step at a time."

Qian Xunji's so-called step-by-step approach actually means that he is not sure about the current situation of Douluo Continent and the stage of the timeline, but he is still confident about the continuation of the Spirit Hall. As long as he does not die, even if things develop as in the original novel, he can still eliminate the danger as soon as it appears.

It's not because of anything else, it's because he is the only brain of the Spirit Hall. The Spirit Hall is now invincible. Even if Tang Chen risks his life, Qian Daoliu drags him, and the other Titled Douluo all use their ninth soul skills from a distance, based on the defense of the Douluo soul masters, I don't think Tang Chen can hold on for a few breaths.

"Young Master." A cardinal said respectfully, "His Holiness the Pope asked you to go find him immediately after you come out of confinement."

"I see."

Qian Xunji walked towards the direction of Wuhun City, and before leaving, he went to the Wuhun Hall's library.

PS: Copy it again.

The resume is probably very clear after it was written. In the first round, Qian Renchuan (Tang San) beat up the Shrek Seven Devils in the second round. As for Qian Renchuan's martial spirits, I will explain them here: the Blue Silver Emperor and the Two-winged Angel. The two-winged angel later turned into a two-winged fallen angel.

How could Qian Xunji, a grandfather, bully Tang San, a grandson? Don’t you think this is too embarrassing?

As for the idea of ​​teaching Qian Renchuan to have a correct outlook on life, that doesn't exist. To put it simply, it's just double standards beating up double standards. Xiaobai Wen just feels good about it.

As for the protagonist’s spouse, let’s exclude Bibi Dong first. The introduction clearly states that Lian Tong does not exist.

I'll put Ah Yin here, and as for who else to add, book friends can suggest. The author doesn't mind writing something sexy. An old cow eats young grass, and I will support your wife and children. Is there any problem with this kind of thing as the Pope?

(End of this chapter)