Qian Daoliu glanced at Ning Bei with a complex expression. After not seeing him for years, the divine aura around him had grown even stronger. If his hunch was correct, Ning Bei had undoubtedly gained the favor of a deity.
In terms of status, Ning Bei was even more honorable than himself. Qian Daoliu wondered if his decision to support him and Little Snow being together was right or wrong.
As Qian Daoliu was lost in thought, six more figures appeared one after another beside Little Angel and her grandfather.
"Little Snow, you're back!"
"You didn't even say hello! Your second grandfather would have picked you up!"
Little Angel broke free from Qian Daoliu's embrace and respectfully bowed to the two who had spoken.
"Second Grandfather, Third Grandfather, Snow'er is back. I made you worry!"
The first elder to speak had a handsome face, and it was no exaggeration to say he had sword-like brows and star-like eyes. He was Azure Luan Douluo, the Third Elder of the Worship Hall.
The second one to speak was a rugged-looking man with black hair. Little Angel's address revealed him to be Golden Crocodile Douluo, the Second Worship.
Golden Crocodile and Azure Luan looked at Qian Renxue with joyful expressions, clearly delighted by their child's return.
After exchanging pleasantries with Qian Renxue, all six of them turned their gazes, filled with displeasure, toward Ning Bei in the center of the hall.
Ning Bei felt the pressure around him intensify sharply. Clearly, these people were furious about what he had said before entering.
Having prepared himself mentally before coming, Ning Bei wasn't flustered. He smiled as he looked at the elders before him, as if their oppressive aura didn't exist.
It was only then that Qian Renxue belatedly realized her grandfathers were making things difficult for her man. She immediately began to stomp her feet in urgency.
"Grandfathers, don't make things difficult for him!"
The elders seemed not to hear Qian Renxue's cries and continued to increase their Soul Power pressure, surging it towards Ning Bei. They wanted to see what ability this young man possessed to dare call himself their granddaughter's husband!
After a long moment, a soft "Eh?" simultaneously escaped their lips.
They were surprised to find that no matter how much they increased their Soul Power pressure, Ning Bei before them remained unfazed, smiling as he faced them.
Seeing this, Qian Renxue slowly breathed a sigh of relief. Good thing my man is strong enough to withstand it.
Then, Little Angel stomped her foot, somewhat annoyed. She had been debating whether or not to join Ning Bei in taking action, but now she didn't have to agonize over it. How dare they ignore me? I'll make sure my grandfathers see how much I've grown!
Seeing that his old brothers' probing had no effect, a hint of astonishment appeared in Qian Daoliu's eyes. Has this young man grown so much in just a few years? The gods' judgment is truly extraordinary!
"Alright, stop!"
Qian Daoliu stopped his old brothers' actions, glancing helplessly at his pouting granddaughter. He could clearly see that his granddaughter was already a little displeased.
Then, he looked at Ning Bei with a calm expression.
"What level has your cultivation reached, young man? Even I can't see through it anymore."
"Level 97, still a ways to go before Level 98!"
"What?"
"Young man, are you boasting?"
Qian Jun and Jiang Mo, the twin brothers, looked at Ning Bei in horror, completely unable to imagine that this young man, barely in his twenties, had already surpassed them in cultivation.
Ning Bei didn't waste any more words. The Pill Tower appeared in his hand.
Nine Spirit Rings—two yellow, one purple, three black, and three red—emerged sequentially, and the fluctuation of his Soul Power indeed indicated Level 97.
"This…"
At this point, even the suspicion on Golden Crocodile's face turned into deep shock, and he then looked at Ning Bei with a complex expression.
As expected, someone who dares to speak so boldly at the Angel Temple's entrance truly has some tricks up his sleeve!
From the moment Ning Bei released his Martial Soul and Spirit Rings, Qian Renxue's face lit up with a triumphant smile. Her beautiful eyes secretly darted a glance at her grandfathers beside her, thinking, Aren't you going to praise my excellent judgment?
Among them, Qian Daoliu understood his granddaughter's temperament the best. He chuckled and rubbed Little Angel's head.
"My Little Snow has good taste!"
Little Angel's eyes narrowed into slits upon hearing her grandfather's words, clearly very pleased.
This was a side of Ning Bei she had never seen before. It seemed that only in front of the elders of the Worship Hall would Little Angel display such a childlike demeanor.
"Young man, where are you from?"
After collecting himself from the shock, Golden Crocodile slowly asked about Ning Bei's origins.
Ning Bei understood this was a sign of preliminary acceptance.
"I am from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and my father is Ning Fengzhi!"
"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? How did you and Little Snow end up together?"
Hearing the Second Grandfather's undisguised question, a blush appeared on Qian Renxue's face, and she shot Ning Bei a fierce glare.
Ning Bei could only awkwardly scratch his head and perfunctorily reply, "My father was Snow'er's teacher when she was the Crown Prince. We met then. As for how we ended up together, it's a matter for young people, and it's inconvenient to explain!"
He spoke very courteously, but the implication was clear: This is a matter for young people, you old folks shouldn't pry.
The elders looked strangely at the graceful figure beside them, noticing she was nervously fiddling with her skirt, clearly not wanting this young man to explain things clearly either. They immediately nodded in understanding.
Golden Crocodile shook his head and chuckled. Ah, to be young again!
"Since it's inconvenient for you to say, I won't press the matter. But you should be aware of Snow'er's standing. We have extremely high expectations for her, and her husband will naturally be no ordinary man."
"While your cultivation is decent, it's still not enough!"
Here it comes, Ning Bei thought, realizing this was the prelude to the next test. He bowed again to the elders.
"This junior came here for two reasons. First, I wanted to meet with the elders alongside Snow'er."
"And second, because of the Fourth God Test!"
Hearing Ning Bei's words, everyone except Qian Daoliu was slightly astonished.
"A God Test?"
"That's right. The Ice God Nine Trials, Fourth Trial: defeat six Titled Douluo!"
Once Ning Bei confirmed it, a look of appreciation appeared on their faces.
"Good kid, are you using us old folks as your stepping stones?"
A smile spread across Mighty Lion Douluo's face, and the Soul Power within him began to stir. Besides his old comrades in the Worship Hall, it had been a long time since he'd encountered an evenly matched opponent.
After a moment of thought, Qian Daoliu looked at Ning Bei and asked, "In that case, who do you wish to challenge?"
Upon hearing Qian Daoliu's words, the various elders puffed out their chests, their gazes burning as they looked at Ning Bei, as if all saying, Pick me!
Ning Bei scanned the group, his words a bit hesitant, unsure how to begin. Would it be rude if I just said, 'Me and Snow'er against all of you'?
"This... this... um!"
Mighty Lion Douluo, with his short temper, immediately got annoyed seeing him falter like a woman.
"Just say who you want to pick! Are you afraid we'll look down on you for underestimating us? What kind of behavior is this, being so wishy-washy?"
"That's right. If you think someone's weak, just choose them. We won't say anything more."
Guang Ling, the Fifth Elder, who had been silent until now, also became interested and chimed in.
Ning Bei scratched his head and said apologetically, "Elders, you've misunderstood. I'm not trying to single anyone out. I just feel that everyone present is quite weak, so... how about you all come at me together?"
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