Chapter 183: Accompanying the Little Angel Back to Her Hometown
As the preliminaries came to a close, Ning Bei exchanged a glance with the little angel and nodded at her.
Back at the sect, Ning Bei directly sought out Ning Fengzhi.
"Father, you and Grandpa Bone, along with Grandpa Jian, should take the little ones to Soul Master City. I have something to take care of and will leave ahead of you."
"Oh? You mean…"
Ning Fengzhi paused, then seemed to realize Ning Bei was referring to his fourth divine trial. A deep worry appeared in his eyes.
Ning Bei nodded, confirming his father's guess, then comforted him.
"Don't worry, Father. I'm fully prepared, and nothing unexpected will happen."
"Well, then be careful. The Spirit Hall is no small matter…"
Hearing Ning Fengzhi prepare to go into a long explanation about the potential dangers, Ning Bei helplessly interrupted him.
"Rest assured, Father. Don't worry about my soul beast companions, and if it really gets tough, can't I just hide in the Ice God Hall?"
Ning Fengzhi's eyes lit up at the mention of the Ice God Hall. He had indeed forgotten that.
"Alright, I won't nag you. If you need any help, just ask."
After bidding farewell to Ning Fengzhi, Ning Bei headed toward the outskirts of Tiandou City, where a luxurious carriage was waiting for him.
"How was it? Did you talk to your father?"
"Huh? Isn't he our father?"
Qian Renxue sent him a playful glare and gave him a light tap.
"Can you stop trying to get the upper hand with your words?"
"Haha, no more jokes. I've already talked to him. What about you?"
Qian Renxue knew he was referring to Xue Ye and nodded.
"I've already arranged things with Xue Ye. He's going to Soul Master City to handle the team's lodging and training matters."
"That's good. Let's head out then, time to meet Grandpa!"
"Ugh, that's my grandpa!"
Seeing her man start with the jokes again, Qian Renxue smiled helplessly and scolded him.
The journey was uneventful, as many royal guards were accompanying them, so they couldn't fly directly to Soul Master City. They had to travel slowly with the caravan.
Ning Bei didn't mind. He got his share of jokes in, and when they had time, they even stopped by the Ice God Hall, so the trip wasn't boring at all.
By the evening of the second day, the gates of Soul Master City finally appeared on the horizon.
After Qian Renxue changed back into her Xue Qinghe disguise and gave instructions to her subordinates to handle the lodging and training arrangements, she led Ning Bei directly toward the Spirit Hall.
It had to be said that, as the holy land in the hearts of common soul masters across the continent, the Spirit Hall was quite magnificent.
The exquisitely towering city walls and the splendid palaces spoke volumes about the glory of this power. Compared to their own sect, the architecture here was less luxurious but carried a sense of dignity and solemnity.
Qian Renxue led Ning Bei through the front gates. After showing their worship tokens, they encountered no resistance and quietly made their way to a palace behind the main hall.
The palace was situated halfway up a mountain. The staircase seemed endless, and the towering buildings exuded a sense of reverence and sanctity.
"This is the Angel Temple, where my grandfather and a few of the elders live," Qian Renxue explained.
Ning Bei nodded, amused as he watched his girlfriend proudly introduce the place. He ruffled her hair with a smile.
"Let's go. Today, I'll accompany Xue'er through this dragon's den."
"Pfft, your family's the real dragon's den. Just make sure you show some respect later."
Qian Renxue slapped away his teasing hand and glared at him with mock annoyance. Then, with a serious face, she reminded him, "Just relax and stand shoulder to shoulder with us. I guarantee you, by the end, the elders will be begging me to marry you!"
"Ugh! Let go, let go! I won't joke anymore!"
"Hmph!"
With a soft snort, Qian Renxue dismissed the divine soul-killing lock and didn't give him another chance to joke around. She took his hand and led him up the stairs step by step.
"Can't we fly instead?"
"No, it's a sign of respect for the divine."
"I'm a divine too! You still won't stop your antics? And I don't see you respecting me!"
Seeing the little angel's forehead slowly heating up with extreme anger and her fingers itching again, Ning Bei offered a sincere smile and mimicked a zipper motion over his mouth.
With a final glare, the little angel continued her climb.
After nearly ten minutes, they reached the middle of the mountain, walking step by step in reverent silence.
The sacred palace appeared before them, its doors carved with angelic designs, marking the temple's ownership.
Perhaps feeling nervous about returning home or wanting to introduce her boyfriend to her elders, the little angel hesitated at the door, her hand stretching and pulling back several times without knocking.
Ning Bei rolled his eyes in exasperation, thinking it was like visiting the in-laws in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
"What are you doing? You've even wiped all the dust off the door!"
Taking a deep breath, the little angel turned and shot him a stern look.
"I'll say it again. When we go in, show some respect. Don't act like usual, and when you see Grandpa, you must…"
Seeing the little angel's continuous chatter without stopping, Ning Bei sighed in annoyance and then raised his head, shouting into the hall.
"Junior Ning Bei, here with my wife Qian Renxue to meet the elders!"
Qian Renxue's eyes widened in shock, staring at him as if he had gone mad. All the advice she had given was now swallowed in silence.
A divine soul-killing lock immediately came flying toward Ning Bei's waist.
"You're something else, aren't you? You really drive me crazy!"
Just as Qian Renxue was still scolding her man, the palace doors slowly opened, revealing the golden and ornate interior.
"Come in, Xue'er. You didn't even announce your return."
The voice was full of affection and longing, and it froze Qian Renxue in her tracks. Tears welled up in her eyes as she immediately ran toward the figure in the center of the room.
Ning Bei also took a deep breath and stepped into the hall.
"Grandpa!"
Qian Daoliu caught the rushing figure and gently patted her back, before glaring at Ning Bei, who was following.
"You brat, did you bully Xue'er?"
Ning Bei stared wide-eyed at himself, as if to say, "Me? Bully her? With me?"
Then, under Qian Daoliu's scrutinizing gaze, he expressionlessly lifted his shirt to reveal a patch of purple and blue bruises at his waist.
Seeing this, Qian Daoliu immediately turned his gaze away and awkwardly coughed twice.
Just as Qian Renxue, who had been lost in the reunion with her grandfather, looked up and hurriedly explained to her grandfather:
"No, Grandpa, the bad guy didn't bully me!"
Afterward, fearing that her grandfather might continue to blame her lover, she gave him a pleading smile.
Seeing this, a surge of unspoken frustration flared up in Qian Daoliu's heart. He hadn't dealt with the young man yet, and now Xue'er was already protecting him?
He turned his angry gaze back to Ning Bei, thinking to himself that he had to teach this brat a lesson.
Ning Bei sighed deeply, casting a helpless look at Qian Renxue. This explanation was practically adding fuel to the fire. Initially, the old man just wanted to intimidate him, but now, it seemed that a beating was inevitable.
With this thought, Ning Bei still respectfully cupped his hands.
"Junior Ning Bei, greetings to Grandpa Qian."
(END CHAPTER)
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