A few days later, the largest bookstore in Spirit City welcomed a special guest.
Qian Renxue wore a simple, elegant moon-white dress, her face veiled in gauze so that only a pair of cool violet eyes was visible. She walked to the counter and placed a thick manuscript on the table.
"I want to publish this article."
The bookstore owner was a slightly plump middle-aged man wearing a monocle. He looked up at the girl before casually glancing at the manuscript's title, <Refutations and Revisions Regarding Several Issues in the Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul>.
"Young lady, this..." The owner adjusted his glasses, his tone clearly dismissive. "This is a proper academic bookstore. We publish authoritative works in the field of Martial Soul theory. Your article... the title is certainly ambitious, but as for the contents..."
The implication could not have been clearer. What valuable thing could a little girl possibly write?
Qian Renxue said nothing. She merely calmly took a token from her sleeve and placed it lightly beside the manuscript.
It was a token forged from pure gold. The front bore the image of a Six-Winged Angel, surrounded by intricate patterns.
A Pontiff Token.
The bookstore owner's dismissive expression instantly froze, replaced by utter shock. He shot to his feet, nearly losing his monocle as his hands began trembling uncontrollably.
"Th-this is..." His voice shook as his gaze fixed on the token, as though he had seen something unimaginable.
"Can you do it?" Qian Renxue's voice remained calm, yet carried an unquestionable majesty.
"Yes! Yes, I can! Absolutely!" The owner nodded repeatedly, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead. "I'll arrange for the best printers at once and use the finest paper! Seven days—no! Within five days, it will be available in the major bookstores across