Chapter 87: Bo Sai Xi: Because He's Handsome

"Steel Body!"

As Qianxunji let out a loud shout, his body……

There was no change on his body; it remained the same as usual.

However, Qian Daoliu knew that Qianxunji's formidable physical strength was indeed real.

After all, even that terrifying world-destroying thunderbolt from before failed to kill Qianxunji, let alone Hai Bo Dong's first soul skill.

"Boom…… boom…… boom…… boom…… boom……"

Tornado after tornado swept over Qianxunji's body, like sharp gear blades with Qianxunji placed inside, rotating and cutting.

Such terrifying power, even if blocks of steel were placed within, would instantly be sliced into countless fragments.

However, no matter how terrifying the tornadoes were, Qianxunji's body remained standing in midair, not moving even slightly.

Like a divine needle that stabilizes the sea, no matter how tumultuous and surging the surrounding sea became, it remained upright and unmoving, firmly rooted in the seabed.

The might of the Steel Body was fully revealed at this moment.

Qian Daoliu had long since distanced himself from Qianxunji, for with his strength, if he were hit by these terrifying tornadoes without defense, his body would instantly turn into blood mist, dissolving into the river water.

Qian Daoliu watched Qianxunji amidst the terrifying tornadoes, revealing an expected smile and nodding.

When Bo Sai Xi attacked Qianxunji with this Storm Surge assault, he had already felt that her technique could not harm Qianxunji in the slightest; upon looking, it was indeed so.

Compared to Qian Daoliu's smiling face, Bo Sai Xi now displayed an entirely opposite expression.

On her beautiful face, she was now filled with disbelief.

She had thought that if Qianxunji did not defend or resist her Storm Surge attack, even if he didn't die, he would surely suffer grave injury.

Yet what she didn't expect was that Qianxunji was completely unharmed.

His proud, chest-out stance and lofty gaze seemed to say… Bo Sai Xi, you've lost.

Bo Sai Xi turned her gaze toward the distant Qian Daoliu, just catching his smiling expression, and she angrily said:

"Qian Daoliu, I never expected your son to be this tough—without any defense, relying solely on his physical strength he can block my soul skill."

Qian Daoliu, hearing Bo Sai Xi's surprised words, instantly showed a hint of pride and said triumphantly:

"Of course, and you should see whose son he is."

"I'm this strong myself, so he must be even stronger than me."

Bo Sai Xi, hearing this, gave Qian Daoliu a big eye roll and said:

"Show off, go ahead and show off—even if his physical strength is even greater, you know I still have stronger soul skills."

Qian Daoliu, hearing that, shook his head and said:

"I'll just show off."

"Besides, look at how strong my son is—it shows how formidable my genes are. Why don't you marry me? We'll have a son together, guaranteed to be stronger than Qianxunji."

"Shameless!" Bo Sai Xi, hearing Qian Daoliu's blunt words, flew into a rage and cursed outright, then said:

"Qian Daoliu, from now on I'll show you how I'll injure your son severely."

Qian Daoliu spread his hands, smiling, and said:

"Alright, I'll wait and see."

Suddenly, Qian Daoliu thought of something else and then said:

"How about we make another bet?"

"What bet?"

Bo Sai Xi asked, her eyes showing some interest.

Qian Daoliu glanced Bo Sai Xi up and down, secretly thinking she was truly beautiful—every glance was a pleasure, like admiring the most beautiful scenery in the world.

"Bo Sai Xi, if you fight my son and win, I will obey your judgment."

"If my son Qianxunji wins, will you marry me?"

"Impossible……" Bo Sai Xi, upon hearing this, was about to refuse but suddenly stopped herself.

Because she realized that if she later defeated Qianxunji and injured him severely, she might even accidentally kill him.

However, Bo Sai Xi knew Qian Daoliu, and if she killed Qianxunji, she feared provoking Qian Daoliu's wrath.

For she knew that even if Qian Daoliu loved her dearly, if she accidentally killed his son, Qian Daoliu would surely bear an eternal grudge against her.

Although she could defeat Qian Daoliu on Sea God Island, he is also hailed as invincible in the skies, possessing a six-winged angel martial soul with incomparable speed; if he tried to flee, she had no confidence in being able to detain him.

And if Qian Daoliu escaped, he would continually slaughter the inhabitants of Sea God Island to avenge his son's death.

Therefore, Bo Sai Xi greatly feared Qian Daoliu, and thus she felt that his bet was something she could agree to.

Because this was for the people of Sea God Island.

After all, if Qianxunji won, the final outcome would be the same.

However, Bo Sai Xi did not think she would lose, for she still possessed stronger soul skills and a trump card.

Thinking this through, Bo Sai Xi replied:

"I accept your bet."

"Well……… haha…… haha……"

Qian Daoliu, hearing that Bo Sai Xi had accepted the bet, instantly burst into loud laughter in the air, his body trembling from excitement.

Because he knew Qianxunji could not lose, after all, Qianxunji's second martial soul was incredibly powerful—capable of directly withstanding the third world-destroying heavenly thunder.

Moreover, Qian Daoliu understood Bo Sai Xi as well, knowing she kept her word; once she made a promise, she would certainly fulfill it, even if it meant marrying him.

"Wait!"

Just then, Bo Sai Xi's voice sounded again.

"What's wrong?" Qian Daoliu asked, feeling uneasy, afraid Bo Sai Xi would not continue the bet.

Bo Sai Xi glanced at Qianxunji still within the tornado-ridden river water and said:

I accept your bet, but I demand that if I lose, I will not marry you, but instead marry your son... Qianxunji.

Ah?

Qian Daoliu's face changed upon hearing that; his expression was as ugly as if he had eaten shit.

After a long while, Qian Daoliu finally reacted, asking sheepishly:

"Bo Sai Xi, why did you choose to marry my son?"

"Because, he's more handsome than you!"

Bo Sai Xi's faint voice rang out.

"More handsome than me?"

Qian Daoliu muttered, touching his extraordinarily handsome face, straightening his tall and mighty stature.

As possessors of the six-winged martial soul, the males of the Qian lineage are all extraordinarily handsome.

At least, having lived nearly a hundred years, he had never seen any man more handsome than himself, nor had he heard anyone say he was not handsome.

Even now, he still looks about thirty, his face excessively handsome, and when he goes out, female Soul Masters still confess their love to him.

But Qian Daoliu's gaze turned toward the distant Qianxunji.

Indeed, Qianxunji inherited the Qian bloodline; before his martial soul mutated, he also possessed the six-winged Angel martial soul, his face excessively handsome, his looks reaching the extreme, his stature tall and upright.

On the continent, if anyone claimed to be more handsome than him, Qian Daoliu would certainly not accept it.

But when it comes to the people of his Qian clan, he cannot help but accept it.

Looking at Qianxunji, who is even more handsome than himself, Qian Daoliu muttered to himself:

"Damn, I regret having given birth to you so handsome!"

(End of chapter)