Chapter 662: Domestic Violence Ends, Awaiting News

"Xue Jie, there should be no need to keep fighting, right? The outcome is decided. To me now, there is actually not much difference between a so-called Limit Douluo and an ordinary Title Douluo." Nan Feihuang flew in front of Qian Renxue, lifted her chin, and said, "So surrender, Xue Jie. Assist me in unifying the continent; this can minimize war casualties to the greatest extent."

"You should understand that no matter how much I care about you, showing mercy is not something I can do over and over again. Today, I came here alone, but if one day it is the army of my Gulei Empire attacking Wuhun City, then when the city falls, I fear your family will all return to the underworld. And this day will not be too late, because I will not wait until you become a god to come and oppose me."

"I have already agreed to surrender to you... but I cannot yet make decisions for the entire Spirit Empire," Qian Renxue murmured. Although she was the Saintess of the Consecration Hall and an Adjudication Elder, because of Bibi Dong's hatred for her, the actual power she held in the Spirit Empire was not high, not even as much as Hu Liena.

"Don't be anxious, you will be able to soon. Go down, wait a little while, and you should be able to receive quite a bit of news." After saying this, Feihuang was the first to descend toward the ground.

Qian Renxue was somewhat puzzled. News... what news? She immediately followed Feihuang and landed in front of the Pope Palace. At this moment, Qian Daoliu had already regained consciousness.

After all, aside from his six wings being broken, his other injuries were only external. With the recovery power of the Angel martial soul, these surface injuries would heal quickly; it was just those wings that he would likely need to spend more time to re-condense.

As soon as they landed, Feihuang took hold of Qian Renxue's wrist and pulled her into his arms.

Qian Renxue was deeply embarrassed. "What are you doing? Let go of me, quickly let go of me!"

"What am I doing? Naturally, I am occupying you!" Feihuang laughed. "As the saying goes, occupy the land and dominate the woman. Now that the entire Wuhun City is in my hands, you naturally can no longer escape from my palm. Xue Jie, the fight is over. You just let me experience what it is like to be as passionate as fire; when will you let me experience what it is like to be as gentle as water?"

Qian Renxue said resentfully, "Hmph, you still have the nerve to say that. We haven't seen each other for a long time, and the moment you arrive, you commit domestic violence against me. Also, I haven't asked you yet: who was that mistress just now, and why does she live inside your Spirit Sea? If you don't explain it clearly to me, don't even think about entering my room for the rest of your life."

Because her grandfather was not in any serious trouble, Qian Renxue's knot with Nan Feihuang was completely untied, and she was also grateful for his mercy. The two returned to their original intimate state.

At this moment, what she cared about instead became Xiao Wu, and she was filled with jealousy.

"Cough, cough!" Just at this moment, a coughing sound rang out. After adjusting his breathing, Qian Daoliu's aura had recovered quite a bit. Now, only his face remained like a piece of charcoal; it would likely take some time to restore that handsome face.

As soon as he woke up, he saw Nan Feihuang and Qian Renxue, who were still fighting to the death just a moment ago, hugging each other and whispering sweet nothings.

He felt speechless; the little cotton-padded jacket at home was indeed leaking air. One had to know that this man had just beaten her own grandfather.

"Grandfather, are you alright?" Qian Renxue hurriedly moved out of Feihuang's arms and stepped forward to help her grandfather up.

"Nothing serious, I won't die," Qian Daoliu said. "I truly didn't expect that your cultivation level would have reached such a degree. No wonder Tang Chen, even with the Asura Demon Sword in hand, was completely no match for you. As for the girl you summoned just now, she shouldn't be human, right?"

"Hey, hey, hey! Who are you cursing, you old man? You're the one who isn't human! Your whole family isn't human!" Inside Feihuang's Spirit Sea, Xiao Wu was furious. If she didn't currently lack her own physical body, she would definitely go out and beat him up again. How dare he call her not human!

It seemed that having been a human for so long, Xiao Wu subconsciously forgot that she was indeed not human.

Qian Daoliu could not hear Xiao Wu's complaints and continued, "If I am not mistaken, this should be a hundred-thousand-year spirit beast that has taken human form. After being hunted by you, its soul was imprinted by you onto that book of yours, right? And that red horse is the same."

"As expected of Senior Qian Daoliu, your eyes are indeed like torches," Feihuang laughed. Hearing that it was actually a spirit beast hunted by Feihuang, the jealousy in Qian Renxue's heart lessened slightly. Moreover, she only just remembered that the red horse Feihuang summoned was none other than the ferocious beast that had attacked her back then.

She didn't expect Feihuang to have hunted even that one; it must have been to avenge her, Qian Renxue thought to herself. Her "love-brain" acted up again, and she became moved by her own imagination.

It was fortunate that she did not know Nan Feihuang and Red Hare were actually in cahoots.

Qian Daoliu continued, "With your second martial soul and so many hundred-thousand-year spirit rings, there must be other spirit beasts you can summon. It seems that in our battle, you used at most seventy percent of your strength. However, to be defeated by you at your strongest state, this old man's defeat is not considered unjust!"

"Seventy percent?" Nan Feihuang shook his head. "Senior Qian Daoliu, you are my future grandfather; how could I use seventy percent of my strength to deal with you? I used at most forty percent. The 'Man and Horse as One' combined with the dual martial soul form is indeed my trump card, but it is only one of them. For example, the trump card I used when dealing with Tang Chen is completely not inferior to the one used when fighting you. Also, I have actually learned the Clear Sky Sect's Ring Detonation; detonating nine rings simultaneously is not difficult for me, but with my current strength, I generally don't need to use such a move that hurts oneself before hurting the enemy."

"Forty... forty percent? You truly are a brat... cough, cough!!" Qian Daoliu was so angered that he started coughing again.

This brat must be intentionally trying to anger him. If he had been defeated by Nan Feihuang using seventy percent of his strength, he could barely accept it, but to be defeated by someone who hadn't even used half his strength—where would he, the Great High Priest of the Angel God and a dual pillar of the Spirit Master world, put his face?

"Grandfather, please don't be angry." Qian Renxue hurriedly stroked Qian Daoliu's back and gave Nan Feihuang a look of annoyance. Could this domestic-violence-committing man not speak? Even if he really hadn't used half his strength, couldn't he have lied to her grandfather?

In fact, Feihuang's purpose in saying this was to completely dispel any thoughts Qian Daoliu might have of opposing him again.

Today, when he came here, he had prepared several backup plans.

The show of strength was only the first.

It was expected that before long, the second and third would arrive one after another.

By then, Qian Daoliu would have to surrender whether he wanted to or not.

"Brat, you told us to wait a while; what exactly are we waiting for?" Qian Daoliu calmed his mood and asked.

"Senior, don't be anxious. I think they will be here soon," Feihuang said, smiling as he walked to the steps to sit down and closed his eyes to rest.

Seeing this, Qian Daoliu was not in a hurry either and sat cross-legged again to adjust his breathing. As a Limit Douluo, he still possessed this much patience.

He actually wanted to see what other gifts Nan Feihuang had prepared for him besides showing off his strength.

Qian Renxue looked at her grandfather, who was adjusting his breathing, and Feihuang, who was resting with his eyes closed. In the end, she heartlessly chose to sit beside Feihuang, using the excuse that she didn't want to disturb her grandfather's cultivation.

(End of chapter)