Zhao Ling spent a few days with Bibi Dong in Spirit City. Over these years, as she gradually accepted the Asura God's inheritance, Bibi Dong's strength had infinitely approached that of a demigod. Therefore, Qian Xunji and Qian Daoliu no longer had an excuse to keep Zhao Ling and Bibi Dong apart.
Then, Zhao Ling went to see Qian Xunji. As for the reason… well, naturally, because he had taken his daughter, he felt it would be improper not to visit his father-in-law.
Qian Xunji, who was leisurely brewing tea and enjoying his "retirement," found Zhao Ling's somewhat hesitant demeanor strange. This fellow had never been so awkward in front of him before. When this guy first came to Spirit City with Dong'er, he wasn't timid at all when facing him. Now, why did he seem to constantly hesitate to speak?
Qian Xunji felt a sense of unease and asked Zhao Ling,
"You, kid, why are you being so wishy-washy? What happened? Speak your mind, say what you need to say. Your hesitation makes me even more uneasy."
Zhao Ling rubbed his nose, a sheepish smile on his face.
"Um… Brother Qian, no, wait, Teacher… that's not right either. I should say, Father-in-law, your son-in-law greets you…"
Zhao Ling's words completely dumbfounded Qian Xunji. Father-in-law? What the hell?!
Qian Xunji suddenly remembered that his precious daughter, who was hidden in the Heaven Dou Imperial City, was about sixteen or seventeen years old. Given his daughter's consistent主动投怀送抱 (proactively throwing herself into his arms) actions toward Zhao Ling, this kid had probably already done "that" with his daughter.
"You… you…"
Qian Xunji stood up from his stool, pointed at Zhao Ling, and stammered "you" repeatedly without being able to complete his sentence.
Zhao Ling chuckled, saying to Qian Xunji,
"Father-in-law, there's no need to be so 'you'… For you, Dong'er is like a half-daughter, so I've actually wanted to call you father-in-law for a long time. Now that Xi'er and I have become husband and wife, calling you father-in-law simply fulfills my wish. Besides, with my current strength, you won't lose out by having me as your father-in-law, definitely not."
"You, you have the nerve to say that! I've never seen such a shameless person! I… you…"
Qian Xunji was shaking with anger. Although he had long guessed that such a day might come sooner or later, after all, that child Xi'er had been infatuated with Zhao Ling since birth.
At two or three years old, she would already cling to him, calling out, "Brother Ling, kiss me, Brother Ling, hug me."
But now that Zhao Ling had truly done "that" with his daughter, Qian Xunji felt like his prized cabbage, cultivated for over a decade, had been trampled by a pig. His heart ached so much he was trembling.
"You, you're how old? How could you bring yourself to do that? Xi'er is so young, only sixteen or seventeen. You…"
Qian Xunji wished he could unleash his Six-Winged Angel Spirit and fight Zhao Ling for three thousand rounds, beating him senseless.
However, Qian Xunji knew very well that he couldn't defeat this guy. From the very beginning, when this guy first arrived in Spirit City, he was no match for him.
Now, not only could he not defeat this guy, but even if all the Titled Douluo of their Pope's Hall were combined, it would be a serious question whether they could withstand a single blow from Zhao Ling.
Therefore, his desire to severely punish Zhao Ling was clearly a pipe dream.
Zhao Ling, seeing Qian Xunji's trembling and angry expression, flashed a naive smile.
"Hehe… Father-in-law, I actually couldn't help it. That girl Xi'er was simply devoted to me. If I didn't follow her wishes, she would cause a ruckus in my mansion all day. Sigh, Father-in-law, just quietly accept me as your son-in-law. From now on, your affairs are my affairs, your daughter is my wife, and your wife is my old… cough cough… mother-in-law."
Zhao Ling found it amusing to see Qian Xunji so angry he wanted to kill him, yet helpless.
Perhaps at this moment, the only person who could infuriate this guy to such an extent was himself?
"Whew…" Qian Xunji took several deep breaths, forcibly suppressing the dissatisfaction in his heart, and glared fiercely at Zhao Ling.
"Have you told Xi'er's grandfather about this?"
"Um… Not yet. I plan to tell him after seeing you."
Zhao Ling grinned mischievously, looking utterly fearless.
"Get lost, you brat! The old man dotes on that child Xi'er immensely. If he knew that brat you 'trampled' Xi'er, wouldn't he have a brain hemorrhage from anger?"
Qian Xunji almost slapped Zhao Ling across the face. You brat, still young? You brat, still have the nerve to smile?
"This matter will have to be told to the old man eventually, so why not tell him directly? Perhaps that old man would be very happy to hear that his granddaughter's husband is such a promising young man like me?"
Zhao Ling was displeased now. He wasn't some useless good-for-nothing. After all, his strength was stronger than those so-called gods of the Douluo plane.
Why wouldn't this guy let Qian Daoliu know about him and Xi'er?
"Go, go, go… I said no means no. It won't be too late to tell the old man when Xi'er is older and returns to Spirit City."
Qian Xunji directly ordered Zhao Ling to leave. Zhao Ling could only shrug, then tore open space with his left hand, and his body vanished from the spot.
This scene left Qian Xunji in silence. Zhao Ling's strength was growing more and more terrifying.
This method of tearing open space to leave, according to Qian Daoliu's estimation, was something even gods couldn't all do.
Yet, Zhao Ling could easily traverse space. Qian Xunji found it difficult to fathom what level of strength he had reached.
Qian Xunji even suspected that Zhao Ling might no longer be comparable to ordinary gods.
Even the Angel God, inherited by their Six-Winged Angel Clan, was undoubtedly many levels below Zhao Ling.
Then, looking at the child of Dong'er and Zhao Ling, who had actually stayed in the womb for a full 16 years.
He could fly the moment he was born, as if he could disregard the natural laws of this world.
Clearly, Dong'er herself didn't possess this ability; that child must have inherited some of Zhao Ling's abilities.
Presumably, if Xi'er could have children with Zhao Ling in the future, they might also possess this ability to disregard the natural laws of this world.
At that time, their Six-Winged Angel Clan might become even stronger because of that child. Of course, Xi'er and Zhao Ling's children would certainly not bear the Qian surname in the future.
But that didn't matter. As long as the child had the bloodline of the Six-Winged Angel Clan and was their descendant, that was enough…