Qian Renxue Gets Slapped

Outside the Douluo Hall, everyone was filled with complicated emotions. The Fallen Angel represented the opposing side of the Angel Clan; the two clans were natural enemies.

"Dad, Grandpas Enshrined Elder, what's wrong with Brother?" Qian Renxue noticed that something was off as well and asked with a worried expression.

Qian Xunji forced out a smile. "Don't worry, Xiaoxue. As long as Xiaohan isn't influenced by his martial soul and led down that path, there won't be any problem."

Inside the hall, Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back, his expression extremely grave. "Xiaohan, do you know exactly what martial soul you have awakened?"

"Fallen Angel," Qian Renhan replied. Bathed in the light radiating from the Angel Statue, he felt intensely uncomfortable.

Qian Daoliu pointed at the wall behind the Angel Statue. "Xiaohan, do you still remember the sixteen words behind this wall?"

Perhaps his extraordinary talent had granted Qian Renhan a photographic memory. After thinking carefully, he finally recalled the image he had long buried away. "Blade in hand, punish the eight lands; protect the continent, eradicate evil."

"Xiaohan, since the time of the God Ancestor, our Angel Clan has regarded the eradication of Evil Soul Masters and the preservation of peace on the continent as our duty. If the Six-Winged Angel is the absolute bane of Evil Soul Masters, then your Fallen Angel is the absolute bane of the Six-Winged Angel. Your martial soul possesses Ultimate Darkness, Ultimate Yin Cold, and Ultimate Evil that surpass the Six-Winged Angel martial soul." Qian Daoliu stared fixedly at Qian Renhan.

"So, Grandpa intends to kill me? Then do it."

Qian Renhan answered indifferently. A Limit Douluo could kill him with ease; there was no way he could escape. Besides, they had given him this life and raised him. Their kindness in raising him could be repaid with his head.

"This old man is not so stubborn. The Fallen Angel is indeed the enemy of the Six-Winged Angel, but the Qian Clan's principle of eradicating evil refers to dealing with rebels and evil soul masters who use innocent civilians to increase their strength. If one day you fall and become an Evil Soul Master, then when that time comes, Grandpa will not spare you out of family affection. No matter the reason, I will personally kill you." Qian Daoliu bent down, bringing his eyes less than ten centimeters from Qian Renhan's, making him understand his resolve.

"Mm. Give me the Crystal Ball." Qian Renhan held out his hand. He wanted to finish testing his Soul Power and leave as soon as possible. He did not want to remain in the Douluo Hall for even another moment.

Qian Daoliu handed over the Crystal Ball and turned away, as though he did not wish to know Qian Renhan's Innate Soul Power. Yet his Mental Power continued to observe him.

Qian Renhan placed his hand on it, and the Crystal Ball immediately erupted with light on the same level as Qian Renxue's. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he was somewhat displeased. Innate twenty. I thought it would be a little higher. It seems Eight-Winged isn't much stronger than Six-Winged. It's still within the realm of a Level One God.

When he walked out of the Douluo Hall, everyone was waiting. Qian Renxue immediately rushed over. "Brother, what is your Innate Soul Power?"

Looking at Qian Renxue's face full of concern, then recalling the distance the Six Great Enshrined Elders, Qian Daoliu, and Qian Xunji had shown after he awakened his martial soul, a trace of warmth rose in Qian Renhan's heart. This little girl's feelings for him were even deeper than he had imagined. He smiled. "The same as yours."

Qian Xunji then asked, "Xiaohan, what did Father say to you?"

"Go back and ask him yourself," Qian Renhan replied blandly, the same distant look Qian Xunji had shown earlier appearing in his eyes.

Qian Xunji returned to the Papal Palace, while the Six Great Enshrined Elders returned to the Worship Hall. Qian Renxue hugged Qian Renhan's arm excitedly. "Brother, since we awakened such high talent, will Mom acknowledge us this time? I even prepared a gift. It's the one I put the most care into making."

As she spoke, the Soul Tool on Qian Renxue's hand lit up, and a wooden comb appeared in her hand. The comb was made from fine fragrant wood. When used to comb one's hair, its fragrance could calm the mind and refresh the senses. The words and symbols "(Mom Xiaoxue)" were carved onto it, showing how much care Qian Renxue had put into it.

"I don't know," Qian Renhan answered as before. Bibi Dong? Sorry, but he had not seen her even once in the past three and a half years. He had lived in the Worship Hall all that time. Though he might have to move today, or he would be illuminated to death by the Angel Statue.

"I believe it definitely can happen."

After wrapping the gift, Qian Renxue took Qian Renhan's hand and ran off. However, when they were still three hundred meters away, Qian Renhan stopped. "Xiaoxue, you go first. I need to use the restroom. I'll come after."

"Then hurry up, Brother." Qian Renxue did not doubt Qian Renhan and continued running toward where Bibi Dong was.

"Xiaoxue, only the most painful memories etched into your body might make you give up."

After Qian Renxue turned the corner, Qian Renhan slowly made his way toward Bibi Dong's residence. It was not that he knew where Bibi Dong lived, but the Angel aura on Qian Renxue's body pointed him in the right direction.

Within the Saintess Hall, Bibi Dong was sitting cross-legged in cultivation. If she wanted to kill Qian Xunji and devour the Angel's soul, her own strength had to be formidable first.

The doors were violently pushed open, and Qian Renxue walked in. "Mom!"

That cry of "Mom" was the loudest Qian Renxue had called her aside from their first meeting. If one listened closely, there was even a tremor in it. That tremor was fear, a natural bodily reaction caused by having been blasted out by Bibi Dong for three and a half years.

"What are you here for again? And how many times have I told you not to call me Mom!" Bibi Dong instantly lost control of her emotions and shouted angrily.

"Mom, I awakened my martial soul. I have Innate Full Soul Power, Rank Twenty, and this is my gift." Qian Renxue lowered her head and tremblingly offered the gift box, while releasing her Six-Winged Angel martial soul.

The instant the Six-Winged Angel appeared, Bibi Dong's pupils widened, swiftly turning bloodshot. Qian Xunji's figure overlapped with Qian Renxue's, and the miserable experience in the secret chamber resurfaced once more.

"Mom?"

Qian Renxue was confused as to why Bibi Dong did not respond. Usually, she would directly erupt with Soul Power and blast her out. Could it be that—

Holding onto that delighted thought, Qian Renxue raised her head, only to see a pale hand before her eyes, growing larger and larger.

Slap—

An exceptionally loud slap rang out. Qian Renxue's small body, along with the gift, flew out of the Saintess Hall and crashed onto the ground. She rolled across the ground, rolled again, and rolled once more, until she came to a stop right before Qian Renhan's feet, just as he arrived.

The gift box struck the ground with a clattering sound, and the exquisite wooden comb fell out. The sound brought Bibi Dong back to her senses. Looking at her right hand, then at Qian Renxue, who had rolled who knew how many times, and finally at the clearly carved words "(Mom Xiaoxue)" on the wooden comb, a trace of regret rose in her heart.

"Do you know pain now?" Qian Renhan looked at the unmistakable palm print on Qian Renxue's face. The frustration in his eyes over her failure to live up to expectations was gone. Naturally, he knew about Qian Renxue's circumstances over the past three and a half years. The first one or two times he heard she had been blasted out by Bibi Dong, he had felt heartache. After it happened too many times, he rarely took it to heart anymore.