Hearing this, a golden light flashed in Qian Daoliu's deep eyes, his gaze fixed on Ning Bei. He knew that this kid in front of him had many tricks up his sleeve, and he dared to speak to him like this, he must have something to rely on, but Qian Daoliu didn't dare to gamble.
"You should know that Little Snow being able to become a god is more important to me than anything else. I wouldn't accept it if it wasn't a foolproof plan."
"Nothing in this world is absolute. Even if you sacrifice yourself, can you ensure that Snow'er will definitely succeed?"
"This..."
Qian Daoliu obviously understood what Ning Bei meant, but he still preferred to use his own life to open the Road to Godhood for the Little Angel. Ning Bei, of course, saw what the old man was struggling with.
"Grandpa Qian, I also said just now that the Angel God's ninth God Test is likely to be a test of the heart. Do you think your fall will affect Snow'er's mood?"
The old man's breathing stagnated. Ning Bei's words completely dispelled his idea of sacrificing himself. Just as he said, he sacrificed his life to ensure Qian Renxue could become a god to the greatest extent. If his fall would definitely affect the God Test, then what was the point of persisting?
"Hoo, tell me about your method."
"A kind of Pills."
"Pills?"
"That's right, a kind of Pills that can supply the energy needed to open the Road to Godhood in an instant."
Qian Daoliu's eyes were full of horror, and he couldn't believe in the existence of such Pills.
"Are you sure? You must know that the energy required for the Road to Godhood is extremely terrifying, so much so that it requires a Limit Douluo to sacrifice all of his Soul Power."
"I understand. I wouldn't try this kind of Pills before I became a Limit Douluo, but the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Dual Soul Core I created gave me the confidence to make this Pills."
"Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Dual Soul Core? You're crazy!"
Ning Bei's Soul Core configuration once again shocked Qian Daoliu. He didn't expect this young man to be so crazy, and for a while, he even forgot about the heaven-defying Pills.
Ning Bei rubbed his nose. It was indeed a bit shocking to say this, but didn't he succeed in the end?
"Grandpa Qian, I've already succeeded by luck, so don't worry too much."
"You kid, stop risking your life. If it affects Little Snow's Road to Godhood, this old man will never forgive you."
Looking at the old man blowing his beard and glaring, Ning Bei was speechless. He originally thought that the other party was concerned about his safety, but it seemed that he was thinking too much.
"Okay, Grandpa Qian, that's the way it is. After Snow'er completes the first eight God Tests, I will start refining the Pills. Don't mention the matter of sacrificing yourself anymore, so as not to cause Snow'er to have a resistant attitude towards the God Test."
"Nonsense, who would want to die if there is another way?"
Qian Daoliu gave Ning Bei an annoyed glance, as if he was short of heart and had to rush to die, but then a trace of joy rose in his heart.
"That's great, I have the opportunity to witness the moment when Little Snow becomes a god with my own eyes."
Ning Bei still admired the old man for this. He had been an Elder of the Angel God for a lifetime, and in the end, he paid the price of his life for the inheritance of the god, and he did so without regret. It was just a pity that he didn't die in the right place in the end, and ended up with no Angel God in the God Realm.
"Okay, old man, everything has been said, I'll go and wait for Snow'er first, she's probably not in a good mood right now."
Hearing Ning Bei's farewell, Qian Daoliu didn't mean to keep him. Thinking about what his son had done, he could only sigh secretly.
"Alas, go ahead, take good care of Little Snow, this child..."
"Don't worry, Grandpa Qian, I will do it even if you don't tell me."
After making a promise, Ning Bei directly flashed back to the entrance of the Papal Hall. The door of the hall was still tightly closed, and it seemed that the conversation between the mother and daughter was still going on. He was not in a hurry and waited patiently at the door.
After another several minutes, the towering Papal Hall finally opened its doors, and Little Angel's familiar pretty face appeared in sight.
As he had expected, Qian Renxue, having learned the whole story, showed no joy in a mother-daughter reunion, but was instead filled with a sense of loss and brokenness.
Ning Bei didn't speak either, slowly walking towards Little Angel until he stood before her.
Her vision blocked by a shadow, Little Angel's empty eyes suddenly focused, and she looked up to see Ning Bei's familiar face, a bitter smile tugging at the corner of her lips.
"You know everything?"
"Yes, I know everything, but I almost wish I didn't!"
Little Angel's voice was somewhat hoarse, as if she had had a fierce argument with Bibi Dong, or perhaps it was simply Qian Renxue letting out an incredulous roar.
Ning Bei didn't offer comfort directly, but stepped forward and gently pressed his lips to Little Angel's smooth forehead, then pulled her tightly into his arms.
Qian Renxue's delicate body trembled suddenly, and then her whole body seemed to lose all its bones, going limp and relying entirely on Ning Bei's arms to keep her from falling.
"A-A Bei, I-I shouldn't have existed in the first place, you know?"
"My father, he..."
Little Angel choked repeatedly, appearing extremely sad, unable to even utter a complete sentence.
Ning Bei understood her feelings at this moment. The father she had always respected was a scumbag, and the fact that she had his blood flowing through her veins was the reason her mother had always hated her. All the efforts she had made over the years to win her mother's love seemed like a joke, and her birth was a mistake.
Gently patting the sobbing Little Angel in his arms, Ning Bei said softly:
"Nothing shouldn't exist. If there really is something, that Tang San is the most wrong existence."
"Besides, I really need my Snow'er. No matter what others think, Snow'er is the mother of my future children."
"Pfft!"
The man's words seemed to have a magical power, instantly making the tearful Little Angel smile through her tears, then quickly suppressing her smile.
"You're so annoying, I'm feeling sad, and you're making me laugh?"
"There's nothing to be sad about. Those aren't things you could decide. No one has any reason to dislike you. You just need to live for me."
"Bah, you're so shameless. Why should I live for you? Can't I live for myself?"
"Sure, sure!"
In fact, part of Little Angel's sadness came from worrying that Ning Bei would look down on her. Now that she saw that the man didn't mean that, it could be said that half of her worries instantly vanished, but she still couldn't accept that her father had gone from being a revered Pope to a despicable and shameless villain.
"Do you still hate that woman?"
Releasing Little Angel, wiping away her tears, and meeting her gaze, Ning Bei asked softly.
Qian Renxue's expression instantly twisted into a knot. In the past, she certainly hated Bibi Dong, after all, the other party had never given her, this daughter, any care. But now that she understood the reason, Qian Renxue didn't know if she should forgive her, especially since she was the real culprit who killed her father.
"I-I don't know."
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