Douluo Dalu: I Am The True Son of Destiny!

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--- Chapter 170 ---

"I-I am the Son of Plane?" Although this term is new to Qian Renxue, after hearing the explanation about the Son of Corruption, it is not difficult to make some deductions about it.

Frankly, since the Son of Corruption is a bad guy, then the Son of Plane must be a good guy.

Yeah, that's easy!

The golden flame's body shook, "Yes, you're the Son of Plane."

"You're born with immense luck, possessing high talent that no one has, and even a noble born from the previous Son of Plane's lineage."

"You must protect the Douluo Continent, no, Douluo Planet, eradicating and suppressing evil."

"That's your purpose."

"That's why you're born in this era."

"You're born for greatness."

Han Yuan was stunned by the plane's consciousness's statement because if what it said was true, then the 'original' Qian Renxue from the first book should be the one rising to the top, and not Tang San. Of course, what happened and what is supposed to happen are two different things.

If Qian Renxue really is the Son of Plane, her clash with Tang San would end differently. That "if" costs a lot.

Costs that only Godking could play.

Since the Son of Corruption could take luck and resources from a plane, it is not weird for Qian Renxue to have her luck devoured away.

And it's not hard to guess who the Son of Corruption is.

Meanwhile, Qian Renxue is just as shocked as Han Yuan was. She stared at the golden flame in disbelief, "I must protect this world."

"I was born for greatness."

"T-Then, why did that woman hate me so much?"

"That woman? You mean your mother?" The golden flame asked back.

Qian Renxue sighed and felt uncomfortable, but still nodded her head, despite the pain. "Y-Yes."

The golden flame stayed quiet for a moment before answering, "Your mother is a candidate for Son of Destiny, even the Son of Plane."

"Her talent is truly one of a kind, especially in this era."

"Unfortunately, she was targeted."

"Played around like a broken puppet, dancing on a villain's palm."

Qian Renxue's eyes widened, "W-What do you mean by that? How could my mother-, I mean, that woman get targeted and become a puppet?"

"Mortals can't, but gods... They are always bored." The golden flame said casually.

"Human gods, don't forget that!" Di Yating commented indifferently. "My Dragon Clan wouldn't stop so low to play around with humans' fate."

"If not, we wouldn't allow humans to enter the Divine Realm back then."

The golden flame didn't respond to Di Yating, as if she were invisible, and added, "Your mother's life is tragic."

"I can tell you about it, but it would be painful for you and her. You should ask her yourself."

"The Son of Destiny has weakened the string (influence) those gods had on her. I believe she wouldn't attack you or treat you so negatively anymore."

"Is she really..." Qian Renxue glanced at Han Yuan. Her eyes are getting very wet.

Han Yuan raised his arms helplessly, "Right after you left last night, I met the pope. Let's say it was an unpleasant first impression, having someone aiming for your life, but I got over it."

"Then, I noticed something was influencing her mind and heart. It was like a plague, clouding her judgment."

"I don't know what your thoughts are on the current Spirit Hall, but your image has been worse in recent years."

"Although you spread your branch all over the Douluo Continent and even awaken everyone's spirit for free, giving them gold coins as expenditure upon becoming a spirit master, the gratitude goes somewhere else."

"No, let's not talk about gratitude."

"Some spirit masters even abused this system and sucked gold coins from your spirit hall every day."

"Not to mention, those bishops and high-level members of your Spirit Hall started becoming greedy and corrupt."

"Aren't your Spirit Hall supposed to be the Religion of Light?"

"Why is that?" Han Yuan smiled faintly.

"What do you think, Qian Renxue?"

Qian Renxue fell into a complete silence. She became confused and even questioned if this Spirit Hall was the "Spirit Hall" she knew, the Spirit Hall she grew up in.

Since when did it go downhill?

After Bibi Dong became pope?

No, the Spirit Hall showed a sign of corruption when her late father was the pope.

Her grandfather once told her that Spirit Hall is getting worse every year when her father was in the seat.

But why?

Like Qian Renxue, her father is also the possessor of Seraphim martial soul, and his pathway is always true to the light.

"My father..." She mumbled, clutching her head. She felt like she didn't know much about her late father.

Di Yating yawned, "What a weak-hearted human."

"You're unlike your ancestor."

"I heard she was Thunder God's disciple."

"Your light is also strange. As a superior wielder of light, you actually hold such an immense darkness in your heart."

"What a foolish, little angel. Your light hides such ugliness."

"Even my darkness wasn't ugly."

"Light hides ugliness." Qian Renxue snapped. She looked up and down, seeing both the sun and its shadow below.

She realized something, but was afraid to think of it.

She was afraid her world would shatter upon knowing the truth.

The golden flame shook slightly, "You're not mature enough, Son of Plane."

"It seems you're not ready for this yet."

"I am afraid you're not able to accompany the Son of Destiny against the Son of Corruption."

"I can! I will do it!" Qian Renxue glared at the golden flame.

"J-Just give me some time to think..."

The golden flame pondered briefly, "While it is true you're not ready for this yet, we still have time to prepare."

"If you're still not ready by then, I will revoke your Son of Plane's position and give it to someone else."

"Good..." Qian Renxue replied softly. "That's fine with me."

Then, she bowed to Han Yuan. "Thank you."

"Hmm, for what?" Han Yuan raised his eyebrow.

"For helping her." Qian Renxue sighed helplessly. "That woman, my mother, I hate her."

"But she's still my mother."

"The one who carried me for nine months."

"The one who gave birth to me."

"So, thank you." She looked up, staring into Han Yuan's silver eyes.

"I will repay you in the future."

"You're welcome, I guess." Han Yuan replied awkwardly.

This girl is really changing so quickly. Last night, she was playful, then not too long ago, she was prideful, and now this.

Then, again, Qian Renxue went through a lot in the last 24 hours.

Qian Renxue closed her eyes and opened them again with a newfound determination, saying to the plane's consciousness, "Since I am not ready yet, please send me outside."

"After I uncover the truth, I will return and cooperate with Han Yuan fully to eradicate the Son of Corruption."

"Okay." The golden flame didn't find this as a problem. "But to be safe, I will give you my blessing."

"Who knows if some gods wanted to influence you..."

"Thank you." Qian Renxue nodded lightly, didn't refuse the kind gesture.

The golden flame sent one of its sparks toward Qian Renxue's forehead and then teleported her out of the domain.

After Qian Renxue went out, the golden flame returned its focus to Han Yuan and said, "So, where are we again, Son of Destiny?"

"Bruh, I should be the one asking that!" Han Yuan gave the golden flame an annoyed look. 'You come here all of a sudden and start spouting spoilers to people...'