"Leaving?"
Golden Crown was slightly stunned, his brain spinning rapidly.
In an instant, he understood what Qian Renxue meant by "leaving."
In the original work, Bibi Dong wanted to swallow the Two Great Empires and complete the unification of the Douluo Continent.
But while the idea was beautiful, implementing it was extremely difficult.
Because although Spirit Hall possessed powerful Soul Master combat strength, it lacked military force.
Thus, she thought of sending undercover agents to infiltrate the Two Great Empires.
Compared to the Star Luo Empire's highly centralized rule and cruel "fratricidal" succession system, the Heaven Dou Imperial Family was much easier to deal with.
Because most of the Soul Masters in the Heaven Dou Empire were controlled by Sect powers, and the interior of the Imperial Family was also corrupt.
Therefore, it was much easier to infiltrate.
To smoothly plant an undercover agent, Bibi Dong set her sights on Qian Renxue.
For no other reason than that the Qian family possessed a set of inherited Seraphim Spirit Bones, among which the skull bone could achieve perfect disguise, not only changing the owner's appearance and voice but even disguising the Martial Soul as the Swan Spirit exclusive to the Heaven Dou Imperial Family.
Just like that, under various verbal provocations from Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue finally agreed to go undercover.
The dignified little princess of the Hall of Worship, an owner of a God-level Spirit, and a peerless genius with innate spirit power reaching rank twenty, was about to be wasted like this.
Thinking of this, Golden Crown couldn't help but feel regretful.
But unfortunately, he currently had no way to change this decision; after all, although he was Jin E's grandson and his status was better than other Soul Masters...
...at the end of the day, he was just a six-year-old child who had just awakened his Martial Soul. What kind of say could he have?
However, he couldn't just stand by and watch Qian Renxue be wasted by going undercover as she was in the original work.
When the time comes...
Seeing the expectant gaze Qian Renxue cast his way, Golden Crown said confidently, "Of course I won't forget you. With our relationship, I guarantee that even if you turned to ash, I'd recognize you instantly."
Upon hearing the first half of the sentence, Qian Renxue's mood couldn't have been better; this was exactly the answer she wanted in her heart.
But the second half made her mouth twitch involuntarily as she raised her hand and gave Golden Crown a smack: "Are you cursing me to turn into ash?"
Golden Crown clutched his head and said, "Who's cursing you? That was just a metaphor, okay?"
"Also, you're a girl after all. Can't you be a bit gentler and not so violent? Careful, or you won't be able to get married later."
"Who are you calling violent?" Qian Renxue clenched her fists and cast a death glare at Golden Crown.
Golden Crown waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, you misheard."
Qian Renxue didn't dwell on it and turned her head away: "So what if I'm violent? This young lady likes being violent. So what if I can't get married? It's no big deal, at worst I'll just live alone."
"Sigh, seeing you so worried about getting married is so pitiful. This young master will show some mercy; if you really can't get married in the future, I'll marry you." Golden Crown said with a sigh.
Qian Renxue covered her mouth and laughed: "Oh, please. Do you even know what love is, you little kid? Besides, I'm three years older than you."
"What's wrong with being three years older? As the saying goes, a wife three years older is like holding a gold brick. If no one wants this gold brick of yours, then I'll be the one to carry it away." Golden Crown said seriously.
After hearing Golden Crown's words, for some reason, Qian Renxue's heart suddenly raced, and her face turned red involuntarily, just like the setting sun about to dip below the horizon.
This was the first time she had felt such a strange sensation.
"Are you serious?"
"Of course!"
"Then pinky swear on it."
"No problem."
"Pinky swear, hang yourself, the words spoken will never change!" x2.
As the last words were spoken, their thumbs touched under the witness of the setting sun.
The invisible Threads of karma between the two tightly intertwined at this moment.
And in the distance.
Seven figures were also silently watching what was happening here.
"Not bad, as expected of my beloved grandson. His flirting skills are better than his father's!" Jin E laughed very happily.
Light Feather Douluo quickly interrupted: "Second brother, you should say less."
"Why?" Jin E had a puzzled look.
The other Consecrates pointed in unison at Qian Daoliu, who had already drawn his sword.
Jin E then realized.
He secretly thought, "Oh no."
His beloved grandson had made off with the cabbage right in front of the farmer's face.
And he was still here clapping and cheering.
"Boss, let's go to my place for a couple of drinks. I just remembered I have a jar of fine wine that's been stored for a hundred years. Let's drink until we're drunk today."
As he spoke, Jin E didn't forget to snatch the sword from Qian Daoliu's hand and shove it back into its scabbard.
Qian Daoliu didn't speak, but just glanced at Jin E and said indifferently, "That brat Golden Crown devised a physical training plan for himself, didn't he? And he even asked you all to help strictly supervise him?"
"Yes." The six Consecrates nodded in unison.
Qian Daoliu continued, "Very good, excellent. From tomorrow onwards, I will supervise all of his subsequent cultivation."
"Ah!"
"Boss, didn't you say you didn't have time when we asked you before?" Jin E already sensed something was wrong.
Qian Daoliu was expressionless: "I suddenly have time again. Alright, Old Jin, go drink your hundred-year-old fine wine."
Hearing this, Jin E could only silently pray for Golden Crown in his heart.
"My dear grandson, Grandpa can only help you this much. The rest is up to you."
...A month passed by in a flash.
Since that afternoon, Golden Crown had rarely seen Qian Renxue.
Because Qian Renxue had already disguised herself as a maid and was lurking by the side of the Heaven Dou Crown Prince, Xue Qinghe, learning his mannerisms.
But what Golden Crown couldn't understand was that in the following days, the person supervising his training had become High Priest Qian Daoliu.
Of course, there was nothing inherently wrong with that.
But during training, this old geezer Qian Daoliu was a bit too heavy-handed.
Especially when he mentioned Qian Renxue, Qian Daoliu would explode for no reason and chase him with a sword for ten kilometers.
While shouting, "Golden Crown, don't run! Come at my sword!"
Good grief!
If I don't run, am I supposed to wait to be hacked?
It could be said that for the remainder of the time, due to Qian Daoliu's intervention, Golden Crown's original training difficulty had increased several times over.
Fortunately, the training ended just yesterday.
Although there were a few "tiny" accidents during the process, the result was very good.
Golden Crown clearly felt that under this month of high-intensity training, his physical fitness had received a massive boost.
And so, the grandfather and grandson were currently in a carriage on their way to the Star Dou Great Forest.
Inside the carriage.
Golden Crown complained, "Grandpa, I'm not trying to nag, but why don't you dare pick a fight with the High Priest? Do you know how miserably I was tortured by him this month?"
"I know, but the point is, I can't beat the High Priest." Jin E honestly stated the facts.
Golden Crown was choked up, and after a long while, he said, "Fine, let it be. Considering the physical strength improvement exceeded expectations, I won't hold a grudge against the High Priest."
Hearing this, Jin E was somewhat speechless.
You brat, you're the one holding a grudge. If you hadn't made off with his cabbage, would the High Priest have trained you so miserably?
But he only thought it in his heart and didn't say it out loud.
Jin E asked again, "By the way, for this Soul Ring hunt, what age do you plan to absorb?"
"What do you think, Grandpa?" Golden Crown asked back.
Jin E thought for a moment and said, "With your current physical strength, an eight-hundred-year Soul Ring shouldn't be a problem."
Golden Crown smiled and shook his head: "Eight hundred years? No, that's too low. With my talent, the age of my first Soul Ring must at least start at a thousand years."
"What? A Thousand-year spirit ring!!!"