Father and Daughter Turn Against Each Other

Qian Xunji glared at the woman lying in Qian Renxue's small arms with a sinister look. He couldn't believe that he had been stabbed by that woman in front of everyone. It was a disgrace!

Where does that leave the face of the Spirit Hall Pope! If it weren't for Qian Renxue awakening the Three-Winged Angel Martial Soul and being personally blessed by the Angel God, Qian Xunji would be filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred! Why can others awaken their Martial Soul and gain the favor of the Angel God, while he has to painstakingly cultivate to the Titled Douluo before evolving his Two-Winged Angel Martial Soul into Three-Winged Angel!

And his daughter, whom he disliked in name only, woke up to find that her Qidian was his ultimate destination! He was not satisfied! If it weren't for his hypocritical father, Qian Daoliu, protecting the mother and daughter, he would have dealt with them long ago.

Qian Xunji used his Soul Power to seal the wound on his abdomen that pierced through the light, and walked directly past Qian Renxue, who was carrying the seriously injured and unconscious Blood Butterfly, without looking back, intending to return directly to his Pope's Palace.

Qian Renxue cried and pleaded as if grasping at a straw:

"Father! Please save Mother! Please save Mother! This is the first time Xue'er has ever begged you!"

Qian Xunji stopped at the door, which made Qian Renxue extremely happy. While hoping that her nominal father would send someone to treat her mother, she gently wiped the blood from Blood Butterfly's mouth.

However, Qian Xunji merely turned his head slightly to glance at Qian Renxue, whose body was covered in the blood of the Blood Butterfly, and without answering, he flicked his robes and left. His cold, piercing words remained in the air:

"Considering you gave birth to a son for the Qian Family of the Spirit Hall, I'll let you go this time! Men, carry her back! Don't defile the Spirit Hall."

Qian Renxue felt that her expectations of her father were completely shattered. She didn't know why Qian Xunji treated her and her mother so coldly, or why her mother hated Qian Xunji so much that she would rather die together with him than let this nominal father, Qian Xunji.

Qian Renxue's eyes had lost their former bright and lively luster, becoming lifeless and empty. She followed the Blood Butterfly Guards back to the Saintess Hall where she had always lived, and sat alone by the bed watching the healing Soul Master busy themselves.

After a while, a leading healing Soul Master shook his head apologetically and said to Qian Renxue, who was radiating an aura of cold despair:

"Young Master, please accept my condolences. Lady Blood Butterfly's injuries are too severe. Whether she can survive depends on her will to live. After all, her ribs are all broken and her internal organs have been impacted by the Soul Power. It is already a testament to the strength of Soul Master that she did not die on the spot! Please take care of yourself and rest, Young Master. Then I will take my leave again."

The healing Soul Master sighed softly, led a group of people out and left, leaving Qian Renxue standing there blankly beside her dearest Blood Butterfly.

Qian Renxue never expected that such a thing would happen today, which had a huge impact on her young mind. Awakening a god-level Martial Soul with Innate Soul Power of level 20 should have been a happy and joyful thing. She had wanted to be spoiled in her mother's gentle embrace.

Who knew that after Qian Renxue received the baptism of the Angel God power, the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was a bloody scene she would never forget for the rest of her life: her dearest and most doting mother was kicked away by her father, whom she was meeting for the first time, her blood splattering on the spot! Qian Renxue felt as if the Spirit Hall had become an ice cellar, giving her a bone-chilling cold. For three days and three nights, Qian Renxue neither ate nor drank, guarding the Blood Butterfly. If it weren't for her innate 20 Soul Power supporting her, Qian Renxue would have long since fainted.

No one had visited them for the past three days, as if they were just outsiders living in the Spirit Hall. This made Qian Renxue hate the Spirit Hall even more and wanted to escape this huge prison with her mother! On this day, Qian Renxue was still by her mother Blood Butterfly's bedside as usual. Seeing that Blood Butterfly's lips were chapped, she carefully moistened them with water using a cotton swab. Just like when she was sick, she clumsily took care of Blood Butterfly, who was lying on the bed, pale, motionless, and unconscious.

Qian Daoliu stood silently at the door, watching the tiny Qian Renxue carefully tend to her unconscious mother. He felt that many things had been slipping out of his control lately. He was happy that his granddaughter, Qian Renxue, had awakened the divine-level Martial Soul, the Three-Winged Angel, but then Blood Butterfly suddenly attacked and attempted to assassinate the Spirit Hall Pope.

If it weren't for the fact that Blood Butterfly gave birth to an unparalleled genius for the Qian Family, she would have killed her on the spot. However, Qian Daoliu now deeply resents his reckless son, Qian Xunji. Blood Butterfly's death in front of Qian Renxue makes it impossible for Qian Renxue to view the Spirit Hall and their Qian Family!

Qian Renxue only noticed her grandfather's arrival when Qian Daoliu behind her. She forced a smile, but her eyes betrayed her sadness as she pleaded:

"Grandpa, if you're so powerful, can you save Mommy? Xue'er only has Mommy and you left now, Xue'er doesn't want to lose Mommy! Waaah..."

As Qian Renxue spoke, she hugged Qian Daoliu and buried her head in her hands Qian Renxue, crying. However, perhaps because she had shed too many tears in the past three days, she could only cry with a hoarse voice, without shedding a single tear. Her once bright and beautiful golden eyes were now red and swollen from crying.

Qian Daoliu sighed with a complicated expression, gently stroking Qian Renxue's somewhat dry hair and whispering, "Xue'er, Grandpa is not a god after all, not omnipotent. Your mother will be heartbroken if she sees you like this. Get some sleep! Everything will be alright once you fall asleep! My dear granddaughter."

Qian Daoliu, his hands imbued with gentle golden Soul Power, gently pressed on the back of Qian Renxue's neck, Qian Renxue, who hadn't slept for three days and three nights, instantly fell into a deep sleep. Qian Daoliu gently lifted Qian Renxue and placed her on the bed in the inner room, then walked to the Blood Butterfly bedside and murmured to himself:

"Blood Butterfly, I know you hate my son Qian Xunji, but why did you attack Qian Xunji in front of Xue'er, trying to take him down with you? Can't you put aside your hatred for Xue'er's sake? Xue'er is the most outstanding member of the Qian Family I've ever met. All I can do is help you awaken and cherish the time you have left!"

Qian Daoliu waved his hand, sending a burst of Angel God power into Blood Butterfly's body. In an instant, her pale complexion rapidly returned, and the cracking sound of bones piecing together could be heard. Blood Butterfly now appeared to have fully recovered, but all of this was due to Qian Daoliu's Angel God power overdrawing her life force; it was merely a final burst of energy before death.

When Qian Daoliu saw that Blood Butterfly had awakened, he explained the situation and told her what had happened. However, Blood Butterfly did not regret it. Her heart had died that night, and she had endured six long years of torment for Xue'er.

Although it was a pity that Qian Xunji wasn't killed, it still planted a thorn in the side of the Qian Family. Although Blood Butterfly paid the price with her life, she felt it was all worth it. This also made Xue'er see her beastly and devilish biological father for who he really was! Qian Renxue felt like she was having a nightmare. She dreamed that her mother was angrily stabbing her father. The man called her father, whose face she couldn't see, killed her mother and then walked towards her with a sinister smile.

"No! Mom, don't leave Xue'er!"

"Xue'er, Xue'er! Did you have another nightmare? Mommy's here!"

Qian Renxue froze, her eyes welling with golden tears again. Turning her head, she saw her mother gently protecting her. It felt as if everything from the past few days had been a dream. She hoped that the day her Martial Soul Awakening was a nightmare she never wanted to remember! "Waaah... Mom, you didn't leave Xue'er! Xue'er is so scared! Waaah..."

Qian Renxue threw herself into Blood Butterfly's arms and burst into tears, releasing her panic and fear. After all, Qian Renxue was just a little girl who had just turned six, and that day had hurt her deeply.

But how many days or months does Blood Butterfly, who was saved by Qian Daoliu at the cost of his own life, have left to live?

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