Douluo: Reincarnation, the King's Power Never Dies, Unrivaled in the World

Chapter 242: The fallen royal family once again stands tall on the continent
Qian Renxue nodded slightly, with a hint of admiration in her eyes. "It's not easy to create a god yourself. You really have courage and determination."

Wang Quan Wu Mu smiled calmly, "I just want to walk a path that belongs to me. Although there are shortcuts to the inheritance of gods, it is not a power that belongs entirely to me after all."

Qian Renxue was silent for a moment, as if thinking about Wang Quan Wumu's words. "You are right. Only with your own power can you truly control your own destiny."

The atmosphere between the two became somewhat solemn. They both knew that the road ahead was full of challenges and uncertainties. Whether it was inheriting a god or creating one's own god, it would require tremendous effort and cost.

"I hope we can all succeed." Qian Renxue said softly.

Wang Quan Wumu looked at Qian Renxue, his eyes full of determination. "I definitely will. We all have our own beliefs and goals, and in order to achieve them, we will not give up easily."

Qian Renxue smiled slightly, and that beautiful smile was like a blooming flower, intoxicating. "Okay, then we will each work hard, and look forward to becoming true gods when we meet next time."

Wang Quan Wumu nodded and said, "I will definitely live up to your expectations when we meet next time."

Wang Quan Wumu stood up slowly. At this moment, the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone through the mottled leaves and slowly fell on the shoulders of the two people.

Qian Renxue walked side by side with him on the small path in the Star Dou Great Forest. Similarly, the two of them looked at each other at the same time.

"Is there anything you...want to say to me?"

Qian Renxue pursed her immature lips and asked.

Wang Quan Wumu is now twenty years old. Unknowingly, he has been in this world for eight years. During these eight years, he is no longer the little kid he used to be.

Wang Quan Wumu stopped and looked at Qian Renxue beside him. After pondering for a long time, he said, "You... work hard to cultivate and strive to break through to level 100 as soon as possible one day."

"Is that really... all?"

Qian Renxue lowered her head, obviously feeling a little disappointed.

Wang Quan Wumu turned around and gently stroked Qian Renxue's delicate cheek with his right hand, feeling the warmth coming from the other's face.

"wait for me."

Qian Renxue's eyes were filled with mist at this moment. She raised her head and said with tears in her eyes:
"Wu Mu... I'm waiting for you, waiting for you to truly become a strong man who stands tall among the crowd. Xue'er has always believed that you will stand at the top of the continent. By then, the declining royal family will once again stand tall on the continent because of you!"

However, just when his palm was about to leave Qian Renxue's arm, his hand suddenly reached out, wrapped around the slender and soft waist, and hugged her tightly, burying his head deeply into Qian Renxue, exuding a faint fragrance. In the black hair.

Wang Quan Wumu's mood became a tangled mess after hearing Qian Renxue's words. Although after all these years of experience, he is no longer the impulsive boy he used to be, but after experiencing the drastic changes in his family, experiencing this kind of separation again really makes him feel hard to accept.

The original Wang Quan Wumu never thought that he would find the person he loved one one day, and even thought that the rest of his life would be dark.

Only after meeting Qian Renxue did he come out of this artistic conception. But when the day of separation really comes, anyone else would probably be heartbroken.

Qian Renxue was held tightly in Wang Quan Wumu's arms. She was startled for a moment, then slowly raised her hands and gently hugged Wang Quan Wumu's back. She could feel the turmoil and reluctance in Wang Quan Wumu's heart, and so could she.
The two of them just hugged each other quietly, as if time had stopped at this moment. The sun shone on them, warm and gentle, as if blessing them.

After a long time, Wang Quan Wumu slowly let go of Qian Renxue, looking at her eyes that were sparkling with tears, his heart full of tenderness. "If there really comes such a day, perhaps the two of us can really be together in the true sense."

Qian Renxue nodded gently, with a shy but determined smile on her face. "I will wait for you, brother Wu Mu. No matter how long it takes, I will wait for you."

Wang Quan Wumu took a deep breath and tried to calm himself.

He knew that now was not the time to be sentimental, as they all had their own missions and responsibilities.

"Okay, Xue'er, it's time for us to part ways. You must practice hard and inherit the deity of the Angel God. I will also work hard to create my own deity and fight for our future."

Qian Renxue nodded slightly, her eyes full of reluctance. "Brother Wumu, you must take care of yourself. I will always pray for you in my heart."

Wang Quan Wumu took a deep look at Qian Renxue for the last time, then turned around resolutely and strode away. His back was firm and resolute, as if telling Qian Renxue that he would definitely come back.

Qian Renxue stared at Wang Quan Wumu's departing back, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.

Only when Wang Quan Wumu's figure completely disappeared from her sight did she slowly turn around and walk in another direction. She knew that they all had to work hard for their goals and fight for their future.

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half a month later.

Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong looked solemnly at the strong men from the Spirit Hall in front of her. This time, the losses were heavy. Not only did several Titled Douluo from the Spirit Hall die, but even two hundred thousand year old soul beasts became the spoils of Wang Quan Wumu.

All the Title Douluo of the Spirit Hall knelt on the ground, looking at each other in fear and not daring to say a word. After all, this was the first time that their Pope suffered a loss.

Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with anger and unwillingness. She glanced at the Titled Douluo kneeling below, and the anger in her heart was difficult to calm down.

"A bunch of trash!" Bibi Dong shouted angrily, her voice echoing in the Pope's Palace, making all the Title Douluo tremble with fear. "With so many of you, you can't even deal with Wang Quan Wu Mu, and you caused such a heavy loss to the Spirit Hall."

The Title Douluo lowered their heads and dared not speak. They knew that the Pope was angry at the moment, and any explanation might lead to more severe punishment.

"Everyone, get up!" Bibi Dong suppressed her anger. "From now on, investigate the power of the Wang Quan family with all your strength. I will make them pay a heavy price for what happened today!"

All the Title Douluo quickly stood up and responded in unison: "Yes, Your Majesty the Pope!"

Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes slightly, thinking about the next plan in her mind. She knew that Wang Quan Wu Mu had become a huge threat to the Spirit Hall, and he must be eliminated as soon as possible. Otherwise, the future of the Spirit Empire would be full of variables.

"Pass the order down to strengthen the Spirit Hall's defense and send people to win over other forces. We can't let this happen again." Bibi Dong ordered.

(End of this chapter)