Wuhun Temple.

After Qian Renchuan left the City of Slaughter, he stayed at the Shui family in Element City for a day, and then returned to the Spirit Hall with Shui Bing'er.

Shui Binger's cultivation had advanced to the 62nd level Soul Emperor in the past two years. However, the Shui family had already taken the initiative that night. After Qian Renchuan reached the Soul Saint level, they added a -year soul ring bestowed by God. They were simply unable to withstand the impact of the huge increase in strength for long.

After Qian Renchuan returned to the Spirit Hall, the murderous aura of the Killing Angel Spirit attracted Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue from the Worship Hall.

When Qian Daoliu saw Qian Renchuan's appearance change drastically, his hair turned white and his eyes turned red, and his martial soul turned into a killing angel, he couldn't help but doubt his life. Was it because he didn't teach him well? Or was there something wrong with his teaching method?

Just as Qianxunji said, the City of Slaughter is an absolute forbidden place for angel spirit masters, and the evil aura inside can easily pollute angel spirits. But as long as one's willpower is strong enough and one's heart is pure, one will not be affected.

Qian Renchuan couldn't say that he brought them up single-handedly, but the time he spent teaching them was definitely longer than Qian Xunji and A Yin, but in the end they were so thoroughly influenced and had such a strong murderous intent.

Qian Daoliu suddenly noticed the blood-red sword-shaped pattern on Qian Renchuan's forehead. His eyes flashed with brilliance, and in the blink of an eye he came in front of Qian Renchuan.

Qian Renchuan's muscles swelled up like a conditioned reflex, and he was about to take action subconsciously. This was the result of countless life and death trials in the City of Slaughter. But when he saw that the person in front of him was his respected and invincible great grandfather, he immediately relaxed.

After Qian Daoliu carefully observed the blood-colored sword-shaped pattern, his face, which rarely showed big changes in expression, became excited, "This is the symbol of the successor of the gods. You are worthy of being my grandson, and you have been chosen by the gods!"

Qian Renchuan was stunned for a moment, "Grandpa, you said that this pattern on my forehead that I can't erase is the symbol of the heir of the gods?"

Qian Daoliu nodded with satisfaction, "Yes, although I don't know which god chose you, I can be sure that this god will never be weaker than our God Ancestor."

"But I don't feel anything?"

Qian Renchuan really had no feeling at all. If Elder Juegui hadn't pointed it out, he wouldn't even know when this pattern appeared on his forehead.

Qian Daoliu thought for a moment and said: "Either your level is not high enough, or you are not within the range of the divine test."

Qian Renchuan's face twitched slightly. If it was about the level, it would be fine. But if it was about the scope of the divine test, he got this mark after he walked out of the Slaughter City, but he had already poisoned the Slaughter City with the Blood Swan Kiss. ​​Who knows what the poison in the blood river will reach under the influence of the Blood Swan Kiss? And if that strange Slaughter City was really built by a god, then he would have destroyed his own divine test place. If the god knew about this, would he still choose him as the successor?
"Do you have any other questions?"

"No, no, my grandson will definitely practice hard and reach the level to start the Divine Test as soon as possible."

Qian Renchuan naturally couldn't say that he had poisoned the City of Slaughter with the Bloody Swan Kiss, as he was worried that his family would beat him to death.

Qian Daoliu's previous doubts about life were now completely gone. He believed that there was absolutely no problem with his teachings. The transformation of his granddaughter's martial soul into this state should be due to the god who chose his granddaughter. Because the aura emitted from this sword-shaped mark was very similar to that of the killing angel. As long as his granddaughter could pass the angel's nine tests, he felt that his life was complete.

Ah Yin was extremely excited. Her precious son was chosen by God to become a god. Qian Renxue was under great pressure. Her cultivation had reached the peak of level 88. With her cultivation speed, she would be able to break through level and take part in the Angel Divine Exam in another year. If she failed to pass the Angel Divine Exam and had no potential to become a god, then she would be inferior to her stinky brother.

Shui Bing'er's beautiful ice-blue eyes were completely occupied by Qian Renchuan's figure, and there was bitterness in the beautiful smile on the corner of her mouth. Her man was really too outstanding. Such a man was not something she could possess alone, and she could not withstand Qian Renchuan's full-strength attack alone.

Qian Renchuan flipped his palm, and a blood-red bead emitting an extremely hot aura appeared in his palm. He walked towards Qian Renxue and said, "Sister, this is the inner elixir I obtained from the body of a ten-headed scorching sun snake I killed in the Hell Road. This inner elixir is very suitable for your martial soul. I think its effect will never be inferior to that of a fairy-grade herb. You should take it."

There was no need to say so much between siblings. Qian Renxue obtained the 100,000-year-old right arm bone from killing the Titan ape, and she gave it to Qian Renchuan without saying a word.

After Qian Renxue received the inner elixir of the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Snake, she gave Qian Renchuan a slap on the head.

"Sister, why did you hit me?"

Qian Renxue shook her little pink fist and said with a smile: "My brother's strength will soon catch up with my sister. If I don't fight him now, I will have no chance in the future."

Everyone in the Pope's Palace smiled slightly.

After handing the Ten-Headed Fiery Sun Snake to Qian Renxue, Qian Renchuan's expression became more serious. "Mom, did you arrange another marriage for me with Ning Rongrong, the daughter of Elder Ning?"

"Yes."

Ah Yin showed a gentle smile. On the way that Qianxunji was heading to the City of Slaughter, Ning Fengzhi came to find her. Naturally, she agreed immediately. She had seen Ning Rongrong at the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Competition. Ning Rongrong had the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda, the best auxiliary spirit in the continent. She was also so beautiful. She would definitely be a great helper to her precious son in the future. She was also a lady from a noble family. She had no reason to refuse!

And for some reason, the more she got along with Ning Rongrong, the more she liked her.

Qian Xunji naturally knew the reason. A Yin had taken the Eight-petal Fairy Orchid, and Ning Rongrong had taken the Qiluo Tulip. These two fairy herbs were completely lovers' fairy herbs and had the property of attracting each other and creating affection.

"I don't agree. There are three thousand rivers, but I only want to take one." Qian Renchuan turned his head to look at Shui Bing'er, walked in front of her, his eyes were also full of her, took Shui Bing'er's hands, and said: "I will always have only Bing'er as my wife, and I only like Bing'er."

"Mom, please cancel this marriage!"

Ah Yin was stunned.

Qian Daoliu smiled and nodded. He was indeed the grandson he had taught. This infatuation was indeed what an old man's grandson should be. As for the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda, let alone the fact that his grandson could become a god, he would not care even if he could not.

(End of this chapter)