MTLNOVEL Chapter 283: Angel God has fallen
Hearing that Zhongli enjoys tea, Qian Daoliu naturally came prepared.
Arriving at the corner by the window in the Angelic Sanctuary, Qian Daoliu took out a table, chairs, and tea set from his storage soul tool and began to brew tea.
"Zhongli, please!"
Brewing tea in the Angelic Sanctuary to entertain a deity, surely the Angel God wouldn't hold this against him?
Qian Daoliu thought to himself but didn't dwell on it further.
"Please!"
Qian Daoliu's tea was excellent, and his technique was equally impressive.
The two chatted about everyday matters as time passed.
After about two hours, they had become like old friends who hadn't seen each other in years.
Qian Daoliu's anecdotes were merely interesting to Zhongli, as he could easily learn about such things by delving into the ley lines.
The ley lines recorded everything that had happened on the Douluo Continent.
However, information from too far in the past was fragmented.
Listening to Qian Daoliu's youthful experiences, Zhongli nodded occasionally and offered a few words of praise.
This man was nothing short of legendary.
Even though his stories were but a fraction of Zhongli's own experiences, they were still filled with color and intrigue.
Someone like Qian Daoliu, by all accounts, should have been more suited to inherit the Angel God's legacy than Qian Renxue. So why was he merely a high priest?
This was a question worth pondering.
"From a rational perspective, you are more suited than Xue'er to inherit the Angel God's legacy."
Hearing this, Qian Daoliu was momentarily stunned, looking at Zhongli with disbelief and confusion.
Having reached this level, it was impossible to say he had no desire to become a god.
But Zhongli's words shocked him.
After all, before Qian Renxue truly underwent the Angel's Nine Trials, he couldn't be certain she would succeed.
Yet Zhongli's words...
Truly befitting of the Martial God!
"Can Xue'er really become a god..."
Even though he had considered this possibility before, Qian Daoliu was still overjoyed rather than envious.
Zhongli observed Qian Daoliu. Both he and Qian Renxue shared a common trait, or rather, a characteristic of the Douluo Continent.
That was the pain of unrequited love.
But Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue were different. He could let go, while Qian Renxue...
It could be said that Qian Daoliu had no weaknesses, but Qian Renxue did. This might be the reason why those people didn't want Qian Daoliu to become a god.
"Xue'er has this hope. I have no regrets in this life."
Qian Daoliu accepted this calmly, with a smile on his face.
"Truly no regrets?"
Zhongli smiled, his amber eyes seemingly able to see through everything.
The two great regrets of Douluo!
The deaths of the two Supreme Elders of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
The battle between Qian Daoliu and Tang Chen!
Did he really have no regrets?
Zhongli's words echoed in Qian Daoliu's heart.
Did he truly have no regrets?
"There are still regrets. I truly wish to fight Tang Chen again, regardless of the outcome."
"The Angel's Nine Trials, I will come."
Zhongli stood up, patted Qian Daoliu's shoulder, and said.
Qian Daoliu trembled, looking at Zhongli with newfound respect.
A simple sentence had given him hope to make up for his regrets.
If one could avoid death, who would willingly choose it?
"By the way, the Angel God has fallen. Do you understand?"
"???"
"!!!"
Qian Daoliu trembled, his pupils contracting, his eyes wide, his mouth slightly open, as if something was stuck in his throat!
He raised his right hand, pointing at Zhongli, but his gaze involuntarily turned to the statue of the Angel God.
If the Angel God had fallen, how did the Angel Trials and other tests come into existence?
Had the ancestor fallen?
"No, impossible!"
"My ancestor was the Angel God who swept through the darkness. How could she have fallen?"
Even though he had already guessed it in his heart, Qian Daoliu couldn't accept this outcome.
The Martial God Zhongli had no reason to lie to him!
"She interfered with the interests of too many deities. The new Angel God should appear in this generation."
"The position of the Angel God should also be destroyed."
"That's why Qian Renxue appeared."
Qian Daoliu trembled, instinctively taking a few steps back.
He understood Zhongli's words, and because he understood, he was so distraught.
The ancestor had died, but those people didn't want to let go of her divine position!
Was it a trial for the inheritors of other gods?
"Please, Martial God Douluo, save Xue'er!"
This time, Qian Daoliu knelt on both knees and kowtowed to Zhongli.
"I am just a guest. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."
Regardless of what Qian Daoliu might say next, Zhongli had already opened the door and quietly left.
Qian Daoliu stood up, lost in thought.
After a while, he looked at the statue of the Angel God again, clenched his fists, but took no further action.
Zhongli's words were not alarmist; there must be truth to them.
"Even the divine position of my ancestor is in the hands of those gods!"
"Martial God, if you can help my Qian family through this calamity, you will forever be our great benefactor."
"Even if it means bowing and submitting, we would do so!"
After a while, Qian Daoliu finally put away his things. As he walked to the side of the prayer mat, he glanced at the statue of the Angel God once more.
This statue belonged to the ancestor, but the one receiving its faith might not be the ancestor.
The Angel God had fallen, fallen...
Even a being as powerful as the Angel God could fall.
A flash of killing intent passed through his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it, burying it deep in his heart.
With a harmonious "smile," Qian Daoliu sat on the prayer mat and began to pray.
He didn't know how strong Zhongli was or why he had told him these things.
Everything would become clear once the Angel's Nine Trials were over.
Whoever it was, Qian Daoliu would make them pay.
To dare scheme against his Qian family, against Xue'er!
With his current strength, he couldn't afford to reveal any flaws.
Of course, he still had some doubts about Zhongli's words, as this was only their first meeting.
Unable to discern whether it was good or bad, this was the most difficult part for Qian Daoliu at the moment.
Everything would only become clear with time.
As Zhongli walked out of the hall, he glanced back at the Angelic Sanctuary and finally shook his head.
With him isolating this place, those behind the scheme wouldn't know about his conversation with Qian Daoliu.
A deity like the Angel God, who truly acted for the world, being schemed against by other gods, made it hard to distinguish between good and evil.
He told Qian Daoliu these things only to ensure he wasn't kept in the dark, dying without understanding.
Leaving the Hall of Worship, he was met with the sight of the Pope's Hall.
"Since the Martial God has arrived, why not come in and sit?"
From within the Pope's Hall, Bibi Dong's voice rang out.
Zhongli pondered for a moment before entering the hall.
At this moment, Bibi Dong wasn't seated on the papal throne but had come down to the steps.
A table, two chairs, and a pot of tea.
It seemed she had been prepared.
"If not for the Martial God's appearance, I would still be deceived by that fool. The Martial God's kindness will never be forgotten."
Bibi Dong spoke with a smile, but Zhongli remained expressionless.
Was she truly unaware?
She simply didn't want to accept reality.