Angel Girl!

Ma Peter took a blue crystal ball about the size of two fists from his robes and placed it before Su Yu. A gentle sheen flowed across its surface.

"Young friend, this is a Soul Power Testing Crystal. You only need to place your hand on it, and it will reveal your Soul Power Level."

"Thank you for informing me, Hall Master Ma Peter."

Su Yu nodded and reached out to take the crystal ball.

The moment his fingertips touched its icy surface, a stream of pure Soul Power slowly flowed from his palm into it.

In an instant, the blue crystal ball erupted with a dazzling blue radiance.

The light was so intense it was nearly impossible to keep one's eyes open, casting wavering blue shadows across the small room.

"T-twenty-third level!"

Ma Peter's eyes widened as he stared fixedly at the blue glow, his face filled with incredulous shock.

Already a Soul Grandmaster at such an age—such talent was simply unheard of!

After all, he had lived more than half his life and had only barely broken through to Soul Elder a few years ago. Compared to the young man before him, he truly felt ashamed.

He clenched the crystal ball tightly, his knuckles turning faintly white, and even his voice trembled uncontrollably.

"L-little friend! Would... would you be willing to let me be your Teacher?"

Su Yu calmly shook his head. "Hall Master Ma Peter, I only came here this time for Soul Master certification. I have no plans to take a teacher for now."

Seeing Su Yu's clear yet resolute gaze, the hope on Ma Peter's face gradually faded.

He let out a self-mocking sigh. Of course. He was already so old and had achieved so little; how could he be qualified to teach such a genius?

He collected himself, took out a badge engraved with intricate patterns from beneath the counter, and handed it over.

"Little friend, your certification has been successful. From today onward, you are officially a Soul Grandmaster."

After a pause, he added, "From now on, you can use this badge to collect a monthly allowance of ten Gold Soul Coins from Spirit Hall."

As he spoke, he took ten gleaming soul coins from his pocket and placed them in Su Yu's hand as well.

Su Yu did not refuse. Taking the badge and Gold Soul Coins, he cupped his hands and said,

"Thank you, Hall Master. Then I will take my leave."

With that, he turned and left Spirit Hall.

After receiving the allowance, Su Yu hired a carriage in town and headed straight for the Star Dou Great Forest.

With his current strength, no one in this small town was likely to pose a threat to him. Naturally, he had no need to worry about being robbed and murdered for his belongings.

Three days later, the carriage arrived at the edge of the Star Dou Great Forest.

Su Yu paid the fare. Watching the coachman drive away, he turned his gaze toward the lush, sprawling forest ahead, its canopy blotting out the sky.

He took a deep breath, gripped the Immortal Slaying Sword on his back, and stepped into the dense brush.

The sight did look rather strange—Su Yu stood barely over 1.6 meters tall, while the Immortal Slaying Sword measured a full 1.1 meters.

The blade was broad and heavy. In his hands, it seemed somewhat disproportionate to his frame, and from afar, the sight was genuinely a little comical.

Not long after he entered the forest, a burst of clanging combat sounds drifted over on the wind.

Su Yu gripped the Immortal Slaying Sword with both hands, hurried forward, and pushed aside the bushes blocking his path.

The sight before him made him pause slightly—a young girl of sixteen or seventeen was fighting.

She wielded a golden holy sword, and her golden court dress shimmered with every movement.

Three pairs of White Wings behind her fluttered gently with her movements, stirring fine gusts of wind. She looked like an angel fallen into the mortal world.

The young girl was locked in battle with a purple spider Soul Beast. The Golden light cast by her holy sword collided with the spider's legs in crisp, ringing clashes.

Su Yu stared at the white fur on the spider's abdomen, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

The outline of a human face formed by that fur was sinister and grotesque, perfectly matching the traits of a Man Faced Demon Spider.

When it attacked, black Soul Power flowed between its legs like ink, carrying a bone-piercing chill.

This was proof that the Man Faced Demon Spider had reached the ten-thousand-year level.

Looking again at the young girl fighting it, Su Yu understood—her Six-winged Angel Martial Soul was Qian Renxue's unmistakable mark.

The sacred Golden light and the three pairs of wings unfurled behind her confirmed it beyond doubt.

Yet judging by her current state, though her aura was powerful, it was somewhat sluggish. She had clearly only recently broken through to the Spirit King realm.

She was already struggling to deal with this Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

Beads of sweat slid down her fair cheeks, dampening the hair at her temples.

She must have come to the Star Dou Great Forest to obtain a Soul Ring and had intended to train after successfully acquiring it.

Yet she had not expected such terrible luck, running into such a troublesome Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

Su Yu's gaze fell upon the rapidly spreading purple marks on Qian Renxue's lower leg, and his brows knitted tightly.

The Man Faced Demon Spider's deadly venom was devouring her life force. The nearly blackish purple carried a suffocating aura of death.

His expression grew increasingly grave. By all rights, given Qian Renxue's status, it was impossible that no Titled Douluo would be accompanying and protecting her.

Yet her aura was in disarray, and even the Golden light of her Angel Wings had dimmed. She was clearly nearing her limit.

But the guardian who should have appeared was nowhere to be seen. This was far too abnormal.

"Damn it! One day, I'm going to die because of a woman!"

Su Yu steeled himself and let out a low roar. Veins bulged on the hand gripping the Immortal Slaying Sword as the blade cleaved a brilliant arc through the sunlight.

The Demon Slaying Sword at his side seemed to sense his intent. It rose with a hum, and the two sword shadows shot forward from either side with sharp, wind-rending shrieks.

Qian Renxue's consciousness was sinking.

The Soul Power within her body was like a punctured sack, leaking through her wounds.

The sharp whistle of the spider's legs cutting through the air drew closer and closer. She could even smell the sickly sweetness mixed with rotting stench.

The dark blue venom at the tip of a spider leg fell toward Qian Renxue. Her closed eyelashes trembled like those of a dying butterfly.

Maybe it would be better to die like this. That woman hated me anyway. If I died, she would probably be happy, wouldn't she?

I'm only sorry for Grandpa. I'll make him bury his own grandchild again.

Thinking of Qian Daoliu, Qian Renxue murmured sorrowfully,

"Grandpa..."

The agony she had expected did not come.

A sharp metallic crash exploded beside her ears, numbing her eardrums.

Qian Renxue's eyes flew open, and her gaze met a pair of clear, bright eyes.

The young man's slender figure stood before her. The Immortal Slaying Sword was wedged firmly into the spider leg's joint, its blade trembling beneath the immense force yet not giving ground in the slightest.

On the other side, the Demon Slaying Sword hovered in midair, blue light blazing like flame as it steadily blocked the descending spider leg.

"Hey, Big Sister, you're still so young. What are you so hung up about?"

The young man's voice had the clear brightness unique to a Youth, yet it carried an unquestionable resolve.

Before his words had even faded, Su Yu suddenly exerted force with both hands, veins standing out across his arms.

The Demon Slaying Sword overhead hummed and erupted with blinding blue light, as though both swords had come alive.

The two Immortal Swords joined forces and knocked the Man Faced Demon Spider back. It crashed into an ancient tree in the distance, shaking loose a shower of leaves.

Su Yu turned around and held out his palm to her, the back of his hand still stained with blood splashed during the fight.

Qian Renxue knelt on one knee, the dull pain in her chest making her breath catch.

She looked at the young man before her. Fine sweat beaded his brow, but his eyes shone with startling brightness.

After hesitating for a moment, she finally raised her hand and gently placed it in his palm.

The young man's hand was warm. It trembled faintly from the fierce battle he had just endured, yet it steadily pulled her to her feet.