October Situation, Deepening Affection

The shrewd and experienced Golden Crocodile Douluo and Mighty Lion Douluo knew exactly what Su He was looking for, and they chuckled and teased her.

"You little rascal, now that you have a wife, you've completely forgotten about your grandpa and Teacher!"

"No, Grandpa." Su He felt a long-lost sense of warmth and said happily.

"Su He, let's have another fight when you've recovered!" Yan, with his red hair, hadn't changed his martial arts fanatic nature. Upon seeing Su He wake up, the first thing he did was to spar with him.

Su He had been unconscious for so long, but he had never slacked off in his cultivation, and had now become a level 62 Battle Spirit Emperor.

The Blazing Fire Saint Lord slowly emerged from behind Yan, his six Soul Ring— yellow, purple, black, and dark black—radiating an astonishing aura, seemingly wanting to challenge the lofty and Abyssal Golden Lion of the Underworld.

But the Abyssal Golden Lion let out a disdainful roar, as if to say...

"Kid, you're still too green!"

"Huh, when did I gain two more levels of Soul Power?" Su He belatedly realized that his Soul Power had reached level 66. If he remembered correctly, his Soul Power was level 64 after absorbing the Titan Giant Ape's Soul Ring. Now he had actually jumped by two levels.

He was still very shocked to hear that he had been in a coma for ten months, and he couldn't remember anything he had done during those ten months.

But a handsome and imposing halberd kept appearing in the fragments of Su He's memory.

"System, what's going on?"

Su He called out to the system in her heart and quickly received a reply from the system.

"During the host's coma, a significant portion of the energy used by the system to maintain the host's vital signs was absorbed by the host and became part of the host's Soul Power Level."

Su He nodded after hearing this, although she still vaguely felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

"He'er!"

At that moment, a voice that Su He had been waiting for for a long time entered Su He's ears, Su He looked up in surprise.

The newcomer wore a long yellow overall dress that accentuated her perfect curves. Her smooth blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders, exuding a faint fragrance.

It is Qian Renxue!

Qian Renxue's beautiful purple eyes were fixed on Su He, as if there was no room for anything else. Then, like a swallow throwing itself into Su He's arms, she nestled her cute little head against his chest and listened carefully to his heartbeat.

The Praying Saint Angel's Soul Power seeped into Su He's body, probing her condition, and the result delighted Qian Renxue.

Thump! Thump!

Strong and powerful. All of this told Qian Renxue one thing: Su He was back, and as healthy as before, without any aftereffects.

Her daughter, He'er, survived that desperate situation. Facing the ultimate technique unleashed by the Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear, which was comparable to the Limit Douluo, Su He withstood it.

As the saying goes, those who survive a great calamity are destined for good fortune, but Qian Renxue didn't care about such good fortune at this moment. She only wanted Su He to live a peaceful and safe life with her for the rest of their lives, and not to take any more risks.

Su He gently put her right arm around Qian Renxue's back and stroked Qian Renxue's head with her other hand, speaking softly to her.

"Xue'er, I'm sorry to have worried you."

Qian Renxue could no longer bear the grievances in her heart, and she raised her small fist and began to punch Su He, who looked helpless at the sight.

"Ahem, well then we'll be going now." The three people standing nearby were clearly unwilling to watch the young couple being so lovey-dovey any longer. Golden Crocodile Douluo coughed twice, then gave the other two a wink. Mighty Lion Douluo and Yan both nodded in understanding, and the three of them flew away.

Qian Renxue's face flushed slightly. She had been so excited that she had forgotten that the two elders and Yan were watching. She had really lost her composure. However, Su He didn't care. What's wrong with that? Haven't you ever seen a young couple being all lovey-dovey?

"I never imagined I'd be unconscious for so long. That damned Xiong Jun, I'll make sure he's dead!" Su He spat, already sentencing Xiong Jun to death in her heart.

"Xue'er, has anything major happened in these ten months?" Su He asked. This period of time was quite long; he had been lying in bed for almost a year.

"Yes, there are, but none of that matters." Qian Renxue looked at Su He's face with burning eyes.

"It's good that He'er is back."

Seeing Qian Renxue's barely perceptible haggardness, Su He couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache. At the same time, Su He knew that Qian Renxue must have some secret he didn't want to tell her, and her curiosity grew even stronger.

"Xue'er, you don't need to hide anything from me anymore, right?" Su He's voice turned dangerous as her right hand touched Qian Renxue's slender waist and began to tickle her.

"Ah... He'er, spare me! I'll talk, I'll talk!"

Qian Renxue was finally forced to succumb to Su He's tickling technique and spoke up.

"The Usurpation Plan is about to succeed. Old man Xue Ye is now relying entirely on Ning Fengzhi's secret technique to prolong his life, but there is no cure for this poison. He will probably die in about a year."

Qian Renxue first told Su He about the progress of the Usurpation Plan, and the latter nodded slightly. This development was very much in line with his expectations. It was possible that Xue Ye would lose his life before the Elite Spirit Master Tournament even started.

"And..." Qian Renxue's voice hesitated, and seeing this, Su He frowned slightly.

"What else, Xue'er?" Su He asked earnestly, demanding that Qian Renxue tell her.

"The relationship between the Pope and the Worship Hall is deteriorating. Bibi Dong now controls 40% of the Spirit Hall's resources. And... that woman has announced that she will make Hu Liena Saintess after the tournament ends."

"Bang!"

Before Qian Renxue's voice had even finished, Su He had already crushed the glass in her hand, her face terribly grim.

"Fine, fine, fine, you really like courting death, huh?" Su He sneered. Bibi Dong and Hu Liena, master and disciple, were truly shameless, especially fond of messing with things that didn't belong to them.

"He'er, it's alright," Qian Renxue comforted her.

"I didn't really want the position of Saintess anyway. Don't forget our goal."

"Xue'er, I haven't forgotten. It's just that Hu Liena is far too tactless," Su He said coldly.

"Since she wants to be the Saintess so much, then let her sit there. Xue'er, you can be the Pope."

Su He sneered, having already made up her mind.

Once he breaks through to the Soul Sage, the first thing he will do is to overthrow Bibi Dong's Papal Seat and make Xue'er the true ruler of the Spirit Hall.

Qian Renxue did not answer Su He, but simply rested her head on the latter's chest, listening to Su He's heartbeat.

At that moment, she felt incredibly at ease.