Chapter 124: Useless at Everything, Master of Holding Others Back—Qian Daoliu
Spirit Hall.
"Dad, what does it mean to become a god?"
Qian Renxue, who had been training with Qian Daoliu, came into the meeting room and asked Qian Xunji, who was handling affairs.
Qian Xunji planned to dodge the question. The final trial of the Angel God assessment was utterly ridiculous, and the fact that the Sea God Trials could broadcast it like a live stream was even more outrageous—like a livestreamed first time. It made him wonder if the Sea God had tampered with the Angel God Trials.
Though he had no proof, it was easy to infer.
Why were there so many conflicts in the world—from Spirit Hall vs. the upper three clans to street vendor squabbles? It all came down to clashing interests.
The Sea God and Angel God were both faith-based deities—one ruled the seas, the other the mainland. To strengthen their divine positions, they needed more belief energy. That made them natural rivals, not allies.
A single God King could easily suppress two first-rank gods. And since Tang San was undergoing his divine trials, the Sea God had every reason to sabotage the Angel God's trials to seize more of the mainland's faith.
Even divine beings born as gods fought for power. Would a human-ascended god like the Sea God not crave faith?
So Qian Xunji had to stall. He needed to wait until Qian Renchuan matured, then send him to Sea God Island to test the waters—or send him to Slaughter City to obtain the Shura God's inheritance. As long as there was divine backing in the God Realm, they'd be far more secure.
In the end, circumstances dictated action. Even someone as strong as Tang Chen was easily sabotaged by the Rakshasa God.
When a god wants to eliminate a mortal—or a divine trial candidate—it's beyond easy.
"Xue'er, why are you suddenly asking your father this?"
"Because Grandpa said one of his friends has a candidate with potential to become a god. And I'm the most promising person in our family in the past thousand years."
"Someone on Sea God Island might become a god?"
Qian Xunji thought it over. Qian Daoliu's only known friends were Tang Chen and Bo Saixi. Tang Chen was out of the picture, so it had to be someone from Sea God Island.
But in this timeline, who could qualify? Bibi Dong had been presumed dead for years. Qian Renxue and Qian Renchuan were both here with him. Could there be another transmigrator besides him?
If there really was another transmigrator—and a potential god-level one at that—Qian Xunji had to tread carefully. Most of those guys were all lower-body thinkers, collecting harems everywhere and causing chaos with no bottom line.
Evil Qian Xunji, evil scumbags—they all had it coming!
Beautiful women were innocent, peerless beauties even more so—they were all part of his harem, his warm weapons.
If those guys ever found out that he, their fellow transmigrator, had sent Bibi Dong—top-tier harem material—to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, leading to her death at the hands of soul beasts, they'd definitely kill him behind his back.
"Fellow transmigrators stabbing each other in the back" wasn't just a joke. Not everyone was as noble as Xiao Yan.
Not 100%, but at least 70% of them were like that.
They'd probably off Qian Xunji in secret and swoop in to charm Ah Yin and Qian Renxue, maybe even add Hu Liena to their harem. A classic mother-daughter combo.
Qian Xunji couldn't imagine a reason why such a transmigrator wouldn't eliminate him.
"Xue'er, don't worry about becoming a god for now. Just focus on reaching Title Douluo. Your father will take care of everything after that."
After rubbing Qian Renxue's head, Qian Xunji rushed to the Douluo Hall.
"Father."
"What do you want from me, brat?"
"I want to ask you to make a trip to Sea God Island."
Qian Xunji didn't bother explaining the tangled web of interest and intrigue. He just needed Qian Daoliu to confirm who the Sea God candidate was.
"Why should I go to Sea God Island?" Qian Daoliu frowned. As a failed suitor of Bo Saixi, going there willingly was asking for emotional damage.
Qian Xunji shouted, "If you don't go now, you might miss your last chance to see your goddess before she sacrifices herself!"
Qian Daoliu quickly turned around, hands behind his back, body bent at an 80-degree angle. His face turned from black to red.
He hadn't told Qian Xunji about chasing Bo Saixi. How did this brat find out?
"How do you know about that?"
"Need I say? You stayed on Sea God Island for days after a fight, even stopped guarding the ancestor's statue. What else could it have been?"
Qian Xunji pushed him. "Go, Father. Also, find out the name of that Sea God candidate."
"Don't push me, brat."
Qian Daoliu thought Qian Xunji was getting more disrespectful by the day. Just because he reached level 97, he thought he could do whatever he wanted? Still, he was moved. Whether as a former friend or suitor, he should see Bo Saixi one last time.
"You take good care of the ancestor's statue."
"I will. Just don't forget to ask Senior Bo Saixi for the Sea God candidate's name!"
Qian Xunji gazed into the distance as a golden shooting star streaked away. He truly hadn't expected a Sea God inheritor to appear at this time. No matter what, he needed to confirm whether this person was a stranger or not.
The Sea God's Heart and Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud were still in the treasury of the Heaven Dou Palace—he could use them to block progress.
If it turned out to be the worst-case scenario—someone who wouldn't spare even a century-old lady like Bo Saixi—then he'd bring the Vast Sea Shroud to Slaughter City, go dark, and claim the Rakshasa God's position, sacrificing Qian Daoliu in the process.
Sea God Island.
In just two hours, using his Six-Winged Angel martial soul's speed, Qian Daoliu arrived. He had already ditched his golden armor and changed into a white-gold robe woven with golden thread, looking noble.
As soon as he arrived, before seeing Bo Saixi, he sensed an extremely evil aura that made him uneasy. Looking toward the foot of the mountain, he saw a woman more charming than Bo Saixi sitting cross-legged, surrounded by a crimson soul ring—absorbing a soul ring.
That woman was Bibi Dong. In just a year, her cultivation had jumped from level 78 to 80 while climbing the Sea God Temple stairs under immense pressure. She was now absorbing a divine gift soul ring granted by Bo Saixi—her first ring on the Rakshasa Martial Soul.
Fueled by hatred, she broke through the limit to absorb a 100,000-year soul ring. Qian Daoliu couldn't tell its exact age, only that it was more than 100,000 years.
"It's been a while, Qian Daoliu. Why have you come?"
The doors of the Sea God Temple opened, and Bo Saixi emerged. Since Tang Chen's departure, she had worn a conservative red high priest robe that covered everything but her hands, neck, and face.
"Bo Saixi, long time no see," Qian Daoliu said with a complicated expression. "I sensed a new Sea God inheritor here and came to see. Have you made your decision?"
"This day was bound to come. Whether Little Dong can inherit Lord Sea God's divine seat, I don't know. But as High Priest, I will perform my duty."
"To sacrifice oneself and bring Lord Sea God back to the world—shouldn't that be an honor for us High Priests?"
Though she spoke calmly, Bo Saixi had her own intentions. During the sixth trial, she intended to push Bibi Dong to the limit so she would fail the test—then she could continue waiting for Tang Chen.
Even if Bibi Dong passed the sixth trial, she couldn't take on the seventh without the Sea God's Heart, which had been missing for years. So in Bo Saixi's mind, Bibi Dong could go no further than the sixth trial.
Qian Daoliu smiled. "Indeed. To bring our gods back into the world is both duty and honor. I'll be walking the same path soon."
"Oh? It seems the Qian family has produced another gifted descendant."
Bo Saixi smiled, then regained her composure. "Qian Daoliu, any word on Tang Chen?"
The mood shattered instantly. A wave of defeat washed over Qian Daoliu. He had never beaten Tang Chen at anything in life—but at least his descendants were promising.
"That brute took the path of godhood and never returned. I haven't heard from him in over twenty years."
"I see…" Bo Saixi lowered her head. A trace of sadness flashed through her beautiful eyes. "It's been so long. Have a meal before you go?"
"No. I can't leave the Angel God's statue for long. I wish you well."
With that, Qian Daoliu returned to Spirit Hall.
Two hours later, clad once again in golden armor, Qian Daoliu reentered the Douluo Hall.
Qian Xunji immediately asked, "Father, what's the name of this new Sea God inheritor?"
Qian Daoliu choked. He had completely forgotten to ask.
"You forgot to ask, didn't you?"
Seeing Qian Daoliu remain silent, Qian Xunji wanted to strangle the old man on the spot. He had poured his heart and soul into building Spirit Hall, while this old man couldn't handle a single task and constantly held him back. Just go rot already!
"I only heard Bo Saixi call her Little Dong."
"Little Dong? Male or female?"
"Female."
Little Dong. Female. Could it be... Bibi Dong?
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