“Angel Grandpa,” Lin Feng said politely, his eyes innocent as he greeted Qian Daoliu.
At this moment, Qian Daoliu looked at the well-behaved child in front of him with a very complicated expression.
Why had this child awakened the Six-Winged Angel martial soul?
More importantly—
Why was the angel power within this martial soul even stronger than his granddaughter’s?
His granddaughter was the most talented person in Spirit Hall’s history, the one most likely to inherit the Angel God’s position.
But now, this child’s talent clearly surpassed hers.
Did this mean… Is Lin Feng even more suitable to inherit the Angel God’s power?
Qian Daoliu smiled gently.
“Child, what is your name?”
Lin Feng answered honestly,
“Angel Grandpa, my surname is Lin, my name is Feng—like the maple leaf.”
“I was born during late autumn, when the maple trees were losing their leaves, so my father named me Lin Feng.”
“Then… Can Grandpa take a look at your martial soul?”
“Of course.”
Without hesitation, Lin Feng released his Holy Light Angel martial soul.
Behind him, the angel slowly appeared—hands clasped in prayer, eyes shining like the sun.
Qian Daoliu carefully observed it.
After sensing it, he thought to himself:
“This… is not the Six-Winged Angel martial soul. Although it also has six wings, it’s different!”
“Is it a mutation? Or something else?”
Even with his vast experience, he couldn’t figure it out.
“Child,” Qian Daoliu said kindly,
“Hundreds of years ago, we were one family. Would you be willing to acknowledge me as your godfather and come with me to train in the Worship Hall? If you refuse, that’s fine too.”
At that moment—
【Ding! God-Level Choice activated. Please choose according to your will.】
【Choice 1: Refuse Qian Daoliu and shout ‘My fate is mine, not the heavens!’ Reward: Title “Idiot.” Effect: -500% cultivation speed, -500% mental power.】
【Choice 2: Politely refuse and explain your reason. Reward: Two God-bestowed thousand-year soul rings.】
【Choice 3: Accept and acknowledge Qian Daoliu as godfather. Reward: Favor from Peerless Douluo Qian Daoliu.】
Lin Feng was happy the system appeared again…
But looking at the choices, his lips twitched.
Choice 1?
That was basically suicide!
A -500% mental power penalty might turn him into an idiot instantly!
Choice 2?
Tempting—but only thousand-year soul rings.
If they were hundred-thousand-year rings, maybe he’d consider it.
So the answer was obvious.
Choice 3.
【Choice confirmed. God-Level Choice ended. Next activation time: unknown.】
“Feng’er!”
“Son!”
Lin Yetian and Ying Chuchu looked at him nervously, waiting for his decision.
They hoped he would agree.
After all, becoming the godson of a Peerless Douluo would bring only benefits.
Qian Daoliu waited calmly.
Then—
Lin Feng suddenly knelt down.
One… two… three… he kowtowed properly.
“Grandpa!”
Seeing this, Qian Daoliu was overjoyed. He quickly helped Lin Feng up.
“Child, do you know that kowtowing is usually done to rulers and parents?” he asked gently.
Lin Feng replied seriously,
“Yes, Grandpa. But I also know it is a礼 for elders in the family.”
“Since I recognize you as my grandfather, you are my elder. So this is only proper.”
Qian Daoliu was extremely satisfied.
Such understanding—from a six-year-old!
Clearly, his parents had raised him very well.
“Good child… truly a good child.”
“Since you acknowledge me, I will pass on everything I have learned to you!”
He then turned to Lin Yetian and Ying Chuchu.
“Since we are now family, there’s no need for formalities.”
“You are both young yet already Soul Douluo. In the future, becoming titled Douluo is very possible.”
“When that time comes, Spirit Hall will gain two new elders.”
“For now, you will serve as Honorary Elders.”
Hearing this, the couple was overjoyed.
Honorary Elder status was extremely prestigious—
Higher than Platinum Bishops, just below true Elders.
It represented great power and recognition.
“Thank you, High Priest!” they said respectfully.
Qian Daoliu waved it off casually.
What truly mattered to him… was Lin Feng.
“Feng’er, shall we go?” he asked.
“Feng’er, listen to your grandfather and train hard!” Ying Chuchu said, reluctant.
“Son, your father will be waiting for you at home!” Lin Yetian added.
Lin Feng smiled helplessly.
“Father, Mother, the Worship Hall isn’t far. If I want to visit, Grandpa won’t stop me.”
“Yes, that’s right,” Qian Daoliu agreed.
“Let’s go, Grandpa,” Lin Feng said.
Then—
Qian Daoliu took Lin Feng with him and left, heading straight toward the Worship Hall.
A new journey had begun.