As that cold voice fell, there was a moment of deathly silence in the room.
Qian Daoliu turned his head and looked at his granddaughter.
When he saw Qian Renxue's calm yet resolute gaze, a surge of ecstasy erupted like a volcanic eruption, instantly overwhelming all his reason.
"good!"
"Great! Great!"
This peerless Douluo, at level ninety-nine, was laughing like a three-hundred-pound child, his wrinkles smoothing out as he paced back and forth, muttering to himself.
He glanced at Ning Liu for a moment, then at Qian Renxue, his eyes overflowing with satisfaction and admiration.
One moment he was fighting tooth and nail for his granddaughter's status, the next he was the most enlightened grandfather in the world.
"My daughter, the Qilin of the Qian family, deserves to be paired with a true dragon of the world!"
He patted his chest and declared in a loud voice, "I like this marriage!"
Ning Liu couldn't help but twitch her lips as she watched him act out a whole drama by himself.
He ignored Qian Daoliu, who was already in a state of ecstasy, and kept his gaze fixed on Qian Renxue.
Have you thought it through?
He asked again.
Qian Renxue met his gaze, and this time, she did not look away.
Although those beautiful golden eyes still held complex emotions, they also revealed a sense of composure after making a decision.
"I have never had a choice in my life."
Her voice was soft, yet clear: "This is the first and the last time."
The implication is that she accepted all the consequences of this "choice".
Ning Liu looked at her and suddenly smiled.
He nodded, acknowledging her decision.
"Since that's the case..."
He stretched out his hand, palm up, the gesture casual.
"This shall be considered the betrothal gift."
As soon as he finished speaking, an ancient white jade scroll appeared silently in his palm, hovering quietly in mid-air.
The scroll was made of some kind of jade, its entire surface was warm and pure, without the slightest carving, yet its surface naturally exuded an indescribable sacred aura.
As soon as it appeared, the light in the entire room softened by a third, and a sacred scent that brought peace to the soul filled the air.
"This is……"
Qian Daoliu's laughter stopped abruptly as his gaze was instantly drawn to the scroll.
As the guardian of the angel god, he sensed almost immediately the aura on the scroll that was of the same origin as the angel god's power, yet purer and more primal.
What is that?
A divine artifact bestowed by some angel?
No, even the angel statues he worships do not possess such pure divine energy.
At the same time, Qian Renxue, who had been standing still, suddenly trembled.
The small golden angel mark between her brows lit up uncontrollably at this moment, emitting a dazzling golden light that echoed the white jade scroll, as if it had been drawn by some kind of fatal attraction.
A deep-seated desire made her almost unable to resist reaching out to touch the scroll.
Ning Liu took in the reactions of the two people calmly.
"This item is called the 'Edict of Faith in the Angel God'."
"An imperial edict?"
Qian Daoliu muttered to himself, his eyes filled with confusion.
Ning Liu didn't keep them in suspense and immediately explained the function of this item.
"The High Priest should know that the reason why gods are able to become gods, and that they have power and rank, is largely due to the faith of believers."
Qian Daoliu nodded subconsciously; this was common sense.
"And the purpose of this edict..."
Ning Liu paused, then uttered a statement that was enough to overturn the entire pantheon.
"It allows you to intercept, deprive, and even usurp all the power of faith generated from praying to the angels."
"What?!"
Qian Daoliu cried out in alarm. He could no longer maintain the composure of a peerless Douluo. He was struck as if by lightning, staggered back two steps, and stared in horror at the small scroll.
Intercept? Deprive? Usurp faith?!
This...this is impossible!
Faith is the foundation of God and the source of His power!
To usurp faith is tantamount to tearing flesh and drinking blood from a god, which is the most fundamental blasphemy and challenge to God!
He wouldn't even dare to think about doing such a thing!
But now, this young man has casually brought out something capable of doing this, treating it as...
A wedding ceremony?
Qian Daoliu's brain was buzzing, and he felt his cognition being crushed and reshaped again and again.
Qian Renxue's pretty face turned deathly pale, and her golden pupils contracted sharply.
She understood this better than her grandfather. Her path to godhood was one of constantly accumulating angelic power, ultimately drawing upon divine inheritance, accepting immense faith, and igniting the divine fire.
This scroll essentially brought the end of the road right to her face.
With it, she no longer needed to undergo the tests step by step; she could directly plunder faith and forcibly condense a divine position!
This... this is simply opening up an unprecedented shortcut to godhood!
Ning Liu seemed to think they hadn't been stimulated enough, so he added,
"I'm afraid it can guarantee that Qian Renxue will face no further obstacles on her path to godhood."
Qian Daoliu's lips trembled; he no longer knew what expression to use to face Ning Liu.
He had thought that by witnessing the Asura God's inheritance, he had already seen Ning Liu's trump card. But now he realized that it might only be the tip of the iceberg.
If I completely offend Ning Liu, and Ning Liu, in his anger, uses this item against Xue'er...
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