Bullying Little Qian Renxue

Bullying Little Qian Renxue

"Thank you, Great Enshriner, for granting this."

With that thought, Chen Changfeng immediately clasped his hands toward Qian Daoliu and said bluntly, "In the future, Changfeng wishes to become the Worship Hall's Judgment Elder—answering calls to action but not summons, sweeping away and destroying every powerful opponent of Spirit Hall."

As soon as those words fell—

Not only was Qian Daoliu stunned.

Even the Six Great Enshriners could not help but suck in a cold breath.

This boy was ambitious! His temperament was somewhat similar to his own.

He actually wanted to become Spirit Hall's Judgment Elder?

Though the Judgment Elder was nominally an elder, to put it plainly, he was Spirit Hall's "executioner," specifically tasked with eliminating powerful opponents who threatened Spirit Hall's development. This kid was indeed shrewd. The Judgment Elder would not influence any of Spirit Hall's decisions, which meant he did not wish to interfere with Spirit Hall's growth at all.

He was only responsible for destruction.

What a fine "answering calls to action but not summons."

Aside from having an unusual temperament, this little child even had a bit of personality.

What did answering calls to action but not summons mean? Put simply, if something came up, give the word and he would handle it. But if nothing was happening, do not bother him, and he would not come currying favor either.

And Qian Daoliu truly liked that.

His eyes were full of approval for Chen Changfeng. This boy would surely achieve great things in the future!

"Hahaha! Good! I'll let you become this Judgment Elder—answering calls to action but not summons!" Qian Daoliu laughed.

"Great Enshriner."

Golden Crocodile Douluo was startled. "This little fellow is only six years old, yet you—"

"No need to say more. I know what I'm doing."

Qian Daoliu raised a hand to interrupt Golden Crocodile Douluo, thinking, Is this fellow an idiot?

What was wrong with being six?

The fact that he could unleash such a powerful soul skill at such a young age was precisely what deserved attention.

Qian Daoliu had already begun to suspect whether Chen Changfeng was a god's child.

For such a peerless prodigy who could grant Spirit Hall an unlimited future, Spirit Hall had to spare no expense in drawing him in. Though the position of Judgment Elder carried extraordinary status, it was still far more worthwhile than allowing him to become an enemy Spirit Hall would find difficult to contend with in the future.

In this world where the strong were revered, strength could represent everything.

Why should anyone care about his age?

Qian Daoliu carefully examined Chen Changfeng, then suddenly asked softly, "Changfeng, you have lived in Spirit City for six years. Do you understand the meaning of Spirit Hall's existence?"

Hmm?

Chen Changfeng's heart stirred slightly. Was he planning to test him?

After all, being the Judgment Elder was not so easy.

With that thought—

Chen Changfeng took a deep breath and said, "It exists for destruction."

"Destruction?!"

As soon as those words fell, not only were the Six Great Enshriners startled, even Qian Daoliu could not help but draw in a cold breath.

This little fellow truly said shocking things!

Spirit Hall existed for destruction?

A trace of surprise flashed through Qian Daoliu's eyes. "Oh? Tell me your thoughts."

"Great Enshriner, the destruction I speak of is not the kind you imagine."

Chen Changfeng steadied himself and said calmly, "Douluo Continent is a world belonging to imperial nobles. Even soul masters who wish to rise must contend with the four great mountains of martial souls, poverty, talent, and birth. The thinking of the nobility is deeply entrenched. The two great empires treat commoners like livestock, trampling, bullying, and enslaving them at will. Should that not be destroyed?"

"Although Spirit Hall helps children awaken their martial souls for free, provides subsidies to low-level soul masters, and even allows low-level soul masters to obtain soul rings from the soul beasts raised in the Spirit Hunting Mountain Range with Spirit Hall's advancement certificates, betrayal remains unavoidable in the end. The two great empires need only grant them a noble title, and they become the empires' soul masters."

"The roots of noble thinking lie in the two great empires, and the rot lies there as well."

"Should such a corrupt world not be destroyed?"

He answered with a question.

Qian Daoliu's emotions gradually shifted from confusion to approval, then recognition, and finally shock.

This boy—

His heart was darker than ordinary.

But that suited Qian Daoliu perfectly. Someone like this was most fit to become Spirit Hall's Judgment Elder.

"Good boy!"

Qian Daoliu nodded in satisfaction. "From today onward, stay by my side and study together with Xiaoxue. When you grow up, I will make you Spirit Hall's Judgment Elder."

Chen Changfeng clasped his hands again at those words.

Who was Xiaoxue?

The Xiaoxue Qian Daoliu spoke of was naturally Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden, Qian Renxue.

Being able to receive Qian Daoliu's training alongside the future Angel God showed just how much weight he currently held in Qian Daoliu's heart.

However—

The training process would naturally be even harsher than that of Spirit Academy's Golden Generation. It could even be described as brutal. After all, Qian Daoliu intended to raise Qian Renxue into the Angel God, so the intensity of his methods was naturally beyond what ordinary people could compare to.

One year later.

Spirit Hunting Mountain Range, Ghost Face Pig Ravine.

Ever since this place had been destroyed by lightning a year ago, it had become a forbidden ground of Spirit Hall, and the Worship Hall had sealed off all news of that day.

Now, spring grass had returned to Ghost Face Pig Ravine.

The desolate mountain forest had finally welcomed new life.

Chen Changfeng stood quietly amid the mountains, gazing at the vegetation bursting with renewed life. His understanding of destruction deepened another step.

Rebirth.

That was the meaning of destruction.

Just as Chen Changfeng was lost in thought, a petite figure appeared behind him.

The little girl had long golden hair and exquisitely delicate features. Her large eyes narrowed slightly as she silently crept toward Chen Changfeng. Her footsteps were light, as though she feared alerting him.

A sneak attack!

Qian Renxue sprang into action in an instant. Golden light burst forth as she struck directly toward Chen Changfeng's back.

"Again?"

Sensing the palm wind behind him, Chen Changfeng's lips curved slightly. "Your attacks still aren't decisive enough."

As he spoke—

Chen Changfeng suddenly slid sideways to the left, neatly evading Qian Renxue's palm strike before seizing her wrist in passing.

Qian Renxue's little hand was soft and smooth, like a ball of cotton to the touch. But Chen Changfeng was in no mood to savor that wonderful feeling, because Qian Renxue's arm had already turned golden.

Martial Soul Possession.

That was more like it.

Chen Changfeng smiled inwardly. Qian Renxue's arm, after completing Martial Soul Possession, still looked tender and pink, but it had become incomparably tough. His palm felt as if it were gripping a blazing furnace, and he was just about to pull back when he suddenly discovered that the scorching sensation had vanished.

Rather than feeling relieved, Chen Changfeng frowned.

This fool had gone soft again?

Was she afraid of hurting him?

His heart turned cold. Seizing the opportunity, Chen Changfeng twisted Qian Renxue's wrist behind her back and gave it a fierce yank.

Qian Renxue immediately felt her footing weaken as a force lifted her off balance. She could no longer control her body's balance.

"Ah!"

With a cry, Qian Renxue fell to the ground with a thud.

Chen Changfeng deftly twisted Qian Renxue's right hand behind her back, making her arm go numb and weak, unable to exert any strength. Then he straddled her completely.

Subdued in a second.

"How many times have I told you? Once you make a move, you must go all out. Why can't you learn?" Chen Changfeng looked down at Qian Renxue, his expression serious.

"Brother Changfeng, you're bullying Xiaoxue again."

Qian Renxue angrily pounded the grass before her, looking utterly unconvinced. "You hurt me."

Feeling Qian Renxue struggle beneath him, along with that soul-stirring softness—

Chen Changfeng could not help but be pulled back to reality.