The Call of the Judgment Godhood

The Call of the Judgment Godhood

Hearing Qian Renxue's question, Ling Yuxuan carefully recalled everything that had just happened.

After he said the words "innate," it was as though he had lost consciousness.

"I don't know either, Xue'er Sister. That woman seemed to have angered something, so that was probably why I changed like that."

Qian Renxue recalled the moment Ling Yuxuan had told Bibi Dong, "You're not worthy." Seeing that woman left speechless, a trace of satisfaction rose in her heart.

Qian Renxue stroked Ling Yuxuan's head. She had truly been frightened just now, afraid that Ling Yuxuan would agree to Bibi Dong's offer. On Douluo Continent, the relationship between master and disciple was extremely strict. A person could only have one master in their lifetime, and could never betray them.

Previously, only Bibi Dong knew how to resolve the cultivation problem faced by those with Twin Martial Souls. But when she heard Ling Yuxuan refuse Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue began worrying about his future cultivation again. Yet Ling Yuxuan gave her another surprise: there was no conflict between his two Martial Souls, and he could even use them at the same time.

Qian Renxue looked at Ling Yuxuan and thought to herself:

That woman Bibi Dong wants Xiao Xuan as her disciple. Is she worthy?

Though that was what she thought, her hands did not stop moving, continuously ruffling Ling Yuxuan's hair.

"Xue'er Sister, stop rubbing it, stop rubbing it. If you keep rubbing, I won't grow any taller."

Ling Yuxuan's aggrieved voice rang out.

Hearing Ling Yuxuan's aggrieved complaint, Qian Renxue immediately stopped rubbing his head. Instead, both hands moved to pinch his cheeks. Mm, they still felt just as good.

Qian Renxue looked at Ling Yuxuan, whom she held in her arms and relentlessly teased.

He really is Xiao Xuan! When Xiao Xuan grows up, I wonder which girl he'll end up charming. I really want him to stay by my side forever, but once he grows up, he'll have to start a family. I really can't bear to let him go.

Qian Renxue lowered her head and looked at herself.

It seemed she could do it too. Even though they were siblings now, they were not related by blood, so what was there to fear?

While Qian Renxue was still lost in her thoughts, Ling Yuxuan's voice came from beside her ear.

"Xue'er Sister, I can tell that you and that woman don't get along, right?"

Qian Renxue said nothing, but nodded.

"Then, Xue'er Sister, you were afraid I would leave before, right?"

"Mhm, mhm. Xiao Xuan, I raised you. You're mine!"

Hearing the possessive tone in Qian Renxue's voice, Ling Yuxuan raised his head and spoke to her seriously.

"Don't worry, Xue'er Sister. I'll always stay by your side, both now and in the future!"

Qian Renxue lowered her head to look at Ling Yuxuan.

"With those words, Sister can rest easy. Close your eyes."

Although Ling Yuxuan did not know what Qian Renxue wanted to do, he still closed his eyes.

Qian Renxue then gently kissed Ling Yuxuan on the forehead, pulling away the instant their skin touched.

"All right, Sister is tired today. I'll go back and rest first."

With that, Qian Renxue walked into her room with a flushed face.

Leaving Ling Yuxuan standing there foolishly.

Ling Yuxuan felt the warm touch that had just rested on his forehead.

"Uh, uh, uh... Xue'er Sister seemed to have just kissed me."

Ling Yuxuan then returned to his own room and lay down to rest.

After lying on the bed, Ling Yuxuan quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Qian Renxue's room.

Qian Renxue covered her flushed face with both hands.

"Qian Renxue, Qian Renxue, why couldn't you hold yourself back just now? Xiao Xuan probably won't think too much about it, right? Mm, mm-hm. Xiao Xuan is only six years old anyway. He won't overthink it."

Qian Renxue buried her head beneath the blanket. Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night for her.

Meanwhile, in Ling Yuxuan's room, he had fallen deeply asleep the moment he returned. The day's exhaustion had taken too much out of him.

As Ling Yuxuan slept soundly, he did not know that the Seraphim Mark on his forehead had begun to glow.

Ling Yuxuan was now in a dream.

Ling Yuxuan uncertainly looked around. The sky here was brilliant gold, while the earth was crimson red. This was clearly some sort of secret realm.

Hadn't he just been sleeping? How had he suddenly come to this place?

Ling Yuxuan was unsure how he had arrived here. Could he be dreaming right now?

He could only walk forward. After an unknown amount of time, a grand golden-red hall appeared before him.

The hall as a whole emitted an imposing aura, but why did that aura feel so similar to the aura of his Judgment Seraph Martial Soul?

Before Ling Yuxuan could react, his Judgment Seraph Martial Soul automatically manifested behind him.

Ling Yuxuan sensed that something deep within the hall seemed to be drawing him in.

When Ling Yuxuan entered the depths of the hall, there was only a statue of a Judgment Seraph, though its face could not be seen clearly.

At that moment, a storm surged in Ling Yuxuan's heart. Hadn't his Judgment Seraph Martial Soul been given to him by the system?

Why was there a statue of the Judgment Seraph here as well?

A voice echoed in Ling Yuxuan's mind.

"I am the Judgment God King. Seeing that your aptitude is sufficient, once you reach the rank of Soul King, come to my Judgment Land and begin your Judgment God Trial!"

Upon hearing those words, Ling Yuxuan began to ponder. When he had read the original work, this so-called Judgment God King had never appeared. Still, they were both God Kings. Once he inherited the Judgment Godhood, he should have the ability to contend against Asura and the Sea God.

But why did that voice sound so much like his own?

Just as Ling Yuxuan was still thinking, the illusion collapsed, and his thoughts were dragged back to reality.

Ling Yuxuan shot upright from the bed and stared blankly at his hands.

He got out of bed and walked to the mirror, looking at the Seraphim Mark on his forehead. Although the mark had appeared a few times before, Ling Yuxuan himself had never felt it.

This time, the Seraphim Mark had been directly etched onto Ling Yuxuan's forehead.

Ling Yuxuan looked at the Seraphim Mark on his forehead.

"Then everything that happened in that dream was real! A Judgment God Trial? I'll definitely pass it!"

Ling Yuxuan looked toward Qian Renxue's room, his gaze turning firm!