Emerald Swan?

In the year 2626 of the Douluo Calendar, the sky was as clear as if washed clean by water. The sun hung high, temperatures ranged from 12 to 25 degrees, suitable for funerals and unsuitable for weddings.

In the early morning, the rosy clouds poured down like brilliant fragments of gold, gently draping the earth in a gorgeous veil.

At that moment, within a secluded courtyard in Spirit City, a Beautiful Woman in a simple long dress stood quietly.

She was exquisitely beautiful, her features seemingly carved with painstaking precision. Her fair skin was nearly translucent beneath the morning light, carrying the texture of flawless jade. Yet her frosty expression was like an invisible wall, keeping others at a thousand miles' distance. Tall and slender, she resembled a plum blossom standing proudly against snow, cold and aloof. Every subtle movement she made exuded an innate elegance.

Before the Beautiful Woman stood a little girl of five or six, standing within a formation that flickered with golden light.

The little girl had pale golden hair, smooth as silk and faintly gleaming with a mysterious luster beneath the sunlight. Her pale golden eyes were exceptionally lively.

At that moment, as a pale golden glow slowly rose from the formation, the little girl was enveloped in golden light within moments.

After a brief moment of panic at being shrouded in the light, the little girl quickly calmed down, her face replaced by delight.

Two pure white wings slowly unfurled from her back. White as snow, they radiated a soft glow, sacred and beautiful.

Seeing this, the little girl could not help extending her small hands to gently stroke the two wings, her eyes brimming with surprise and joy.

Though the wings seemed to be condensed from light and shadow, giving them an illusory quality, the moment her fingertips touched them, she could clearly feel their soft yet resilient texture, as though they were truly solid and real.

She had been here for six years already. There had been no system, no Golden Finger, nothing at all. Who would have thought it had been waiting for her here?

With her knowledge of the plot, if she was not mistaken, this should be the legendary Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, right?

At that thought, her heart surged with excitement.

What was the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul?

It was a legendary god-tier Martial Soul. In the original story, Qian Renxue, who possessed the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, could beat Tang San, the so-called cheat king, into submission without any lucky encounters or immortal herbs. If she had not been constantly influenced by the Asura God and shown Tang San mercy, the story would have ended long ago.

This showed just how powerful the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul was.

In her previous life, she had merely been an ordinary person. In this life, she no longer wanted to willingly remain ordinary. From this moment onward, she, Liu Ruyan, would make it so the heavens could no longer blind her eyes, the earth could no longer bury her heart, and the gods filling the skies would all vanish into smoke!

No, that was not right. The past was like smoke, already gone. Now, she should be called Ye Xinyu.

Thinking this, Ye Xinyu could barely contain her excitement. She turned toward her mother beside her, expectation shining in her eyes.

"Mom, this Martial Soul of mine is?"

That was right. The Beautiful Woman standing beside her was her mother in this life. Though she seemed to be in her thirties or forties, she was still as stunningly beautiful as an eighteen-year-old girl.

Liu Ruyan? The Beautiful Woman had been lost in thought. Hearing her daughter's question, she paused slightly, then narrowed her eyes. After thinking for a moment, a meaningful curve suddenly formed at the corner of her lips as she softly said,

"Swan Martial Soul."

"What?" Ye Xinyu froze. Her purple-black eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief. She instinctively raised her voice.

"How could it be a Swan Martial Soul? Shouldn't white wings be—" Her words abruptly stopped there.

Seeing her daughter's astonished expression, the Beautiful Woman secretly chuckled to herself, though her face remained composed. She asked in return,

"It's a Swan Martial Soul. What, did you think it was something else?"

One had to know that the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul only revealed its true form after a second awakening at rank seventy. Upon the first Martial Soul awakening, it only had a single pair of wings. Not even an angel phantom would appear. Aside from members of the same clan, who could sense it through its aura, few outsiders had ever even seen the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul. Who could possibly recognize it?

Ye Xinyu looked unwilling to accept it, her brows tightly furrowed as she said,

"Nothing. It's just that, Mom, this Martial Soul doesn't feel like an ordinary Martial Soul to me."

The Beautiful Woman's brows twitched slightly. A trace of imperceptible panic flashed through her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure and snorted coldly.

"No. That is merely your illusion. It is just an ordinary Swan Martial Soul."

After considering it, the Beautiful Woman added,

"Still, it may have undergone some sort of mutation. It looks a little like an Emerald Swan."

"Emerald Swan?"

The Beautiful Woman nodded.

"That is only my guess. We will need to wait until you obtain a soul ring to know for sure. All right, stop overthinking it. Hold out both hands."

Though Ye Xinyu was somewhat puzzled, she obediently held out her hands.

Only after extending them did she notice that, at some point, a strange mark had appeared in the center of her right palm. It looked peculiar, somewhat like the outline of a pair of wings.

"All right, put your hand away." After merely glancing at it, the Beautiful Woman spoke with faint disappointment in her tone.

Ye Xinyu could not help pointing at the mark in her palm and asking,

"Mom, what is this?"

The Beautiful Woman replied indifferently,

"It is only a Martial Soul mark. Once someone awakens their Martial Soul, this naturally appears in their palm. All right, put your Martial Soul away and test your Soul Power. I still need to return all this equipment used for awakening Martial Souls later."

Hearing such an obviously perfunctory explanation, Ye Xinyu helplessly pouted, but she still obediently withdrew her Martial Soul and slowly placed her hand over the testing crystal. Yet no one noticed that, at the instant her Martial Soul vanished, a flash of purple-black light passed through her golden eyes and disappeared.

As Ye Xinyu's hand touched the testing crystal, the Beautiful Woman appeared calm, but a long-absent trace of nervousness showed in her eyes.

As Soul Power slowly flowed into the crystal, a layer of golden light appeared across its surface the next moment. However, the golden glow lasted only briefly before fading away, and the crystal returned to its original state.

The Beautiful Woman's brows furrowed slightly as she muttered to herself,

"Rank ten? How could this possibly be rank ten Soul Power?"

Hearing her mother's words, Ye Xinyu was also stunned.

Rank ten Soul Power—was that not Innate Full Soul Power? Why did her mother seem somewhat disappointed?

"Mom, what's wrong with rank ten Soul Power?"

After taking a deep breath, the Beautiful Woman waved her hand and said blandly,

"Nothing. Go make dinner first. I have something to tell you later."

"Huh? Me again?"

The Beautiful Woman glared slightly.

"What, after raising you for so long, I can't order you around?"

Hearing that, Ye Xinyu could only pull a long face as she headed toward the kitchen. Heaven knew that ever since her mother discovered she could cook, she had handed all the household chores to her. She was only a six-year-old little girl—how could anyone order her around like this?

But circumstances left her no choice.

The moment she left, a strange light flashed through the Beautiful Woman's eyes.

"System, open the mission panel."

As she spoke, a screen of light invisible to others appeared before the Beautiful Woman.

"Ding. Mission requirement: Awaken Innate Full Soul Power. Mission complete. Submit?"

Looking at the system panel, the Beautiful Woman fell into memories. Back when she had killed that man, she had unexpectedly discovered that she was already pregnant. At the time, she had wanted to abort it, but for some reason, she had become bound to this so-called system.

It claimed that as long as she completed its objectives, she could receive all manner of rewards. Yet this damned system had only bound itself halfway. In other words, while she could claim the rewards, the missions had to be completed by her daughter.

Although she had not wanted to give birth to this bastard child, after much deliberation, she had secretly given birth to her.

The rewards were secondary. The main reason was that she could not bear to do it.

Yes, that was it.

A brief explanation in advance: the protagonist's surname was only chosen because Bibi Dong did not want the protagonist to share Qian Daoliu's surname.

Ye is what remains when you remove the top of the character Qian.

As for the name, it means exactly what it says. Bibi Dong can hear the protagonist's inner thoughts.

Estrangement comes from a lack of communication.

If one can know what another person is thinking, misunderstandings will not arise. That is why Bibi Dong gradually came to accept the protagonist.

Also, this new story mixes in many elements. It is not only about soul rings. Too many people have written that, and it is too monotonous, so I added other elements. The resurgence of spiritual energy has led to all sorts of heavenly treasures appearing, along with the Void Race, Abyssal Demons, and so on. Things I did not get to write in the previous book, I will do my best to incorporate reasonably into this one.

I am also considering adding cultivation techniques that improve the quality of Soul Power: gaseous, liquid, solid, and so on. Seven forms in total. Whenever Soul Power evolves into the next form, its total amount doubles. What do you think of that setting? At the seventh stage of Soul Power quality, Soul Power would increase sixty-fourfold. Would that multiplier be too high?