While the two old men in the hall were comforting Qian Ningshuang over her sigh, Qian Renxue had already arrived outside the gates of Douluo Hall.
After tidying her appearance, she stirred her Soul Power to make her face a little red, then walked into Douluo Hall, panting heavily. Yes, panting heavily. It was only climbing a mountain; she was a Spirit King, after all. If a young girl covered in sweat were not unfit to be seen, she would have even worked up a sweat before going inside.
A little scheming now and then was good for maintaining relationships—that was what her little sister said!
"Xiaoshuang, it's been two years. Did you miss your sister?"
Her voice arrived before she did.
Douluo Hall was quite large, yet Qian Ningshuang heard Qian Renxue's voice from far away. Though they had not met in two years and she had not heard her voice during that time, the instant Qian Ningshuang heard it, she ran toward its source.
Before she could take more than a few steps, another girl with equally dazzling golden hair but azure-blue eyes was already standing before her.
Qian Ningshuang was filled with joy and was just wondering what gesture would be appropriate—should she throw herself into her arms and cry, or stand there at a loss?
But when she saw Qian Renxue bracing her hands on her knees and panting heavily, she immediately turned her head away.
Tian'e and Qian Daoliu, standing nearby, looked at Qian Renxue rather speechlessly. She was a Title Douluo, after all. They had seen every little trick she had pulled outside the gates of Douluo Hall.
"My dear sister, in your last letter, you said you were almost breaking through to Spirit Emperor. So tell me, what kind of Spirit Master who's about to become a Spirit Emperor gets this exhausted from climbing a mountain? Even those auxiliary Spirit Masters from Seven Treasure Glazed Tile wouldn't be this bad!"
Hearing that familiar mockery, Qian Renxue stopped pretending at once. She straightened up, no longer panting, then walked over, bent down, and pinched Qian Ningshuang's cheeks.
"Didn't you say little schemes were good for maintaining relationships? What's wrong with your sister pretending a little? Couldn't you have come over and hugged me, been touched that I got so tired just to see you? It's only been two years, and Xiaoshuang already doesn't love her sister anymore. Though I'm still happy that my once-dim little Xiaoshuang has become so clever."
"Yoo'rrre sqweezing my face! I'm really, really going to get mad! Hey, Sister, what are you doing? Stop rubbing against me! Grandpa and Second Grandpa are still watching! Aren't you embarrassed?"
Qian Ningshuang had barely slapped away the demonic claws pinching her cheeks when Qian Renxue picked her up again and began rubbing her face all over Qian Ningshuang's.
After hearing her sister's protest, Qian Renxue indeed stopped rubbing against her. She merely took a deep sniff of her sister's golden hair, looking exactly like some cat-sniffing pervert.
"Ah, satisfied. Sister energy replenished."
With a sigh, she put Qian Ningshuang down. Seeing the defiance on her sister's face, along with the delight and attachment in her eyes, Qian Renxue thought for a moment. This was probably what her sister called being tsundere.
Still, you think your sister was pretending to be tired, but you forgot that you also said deliberately leaving little flaws for someone else to expose your disguise was one of the best ways to deepen a relationship.
This round, your sister is operating on a higher level!
"Grandpa, Second Grandpa, long time no see."
Composing herself, Qian Renxue held Qian Ningshuang's little hand and greeted the two elders. Although she had many things she wanted to tell her grandfather after returning to Spirit Hall, this was clearly not the right time.
Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Renxue, who was nearly as tall as he was, and the petite, adorable Qian Ningshuang, then smiled with relief.
"Since Xue'er is here, you can help Shuang'er awaken her Martial Soul."
"Mm, alright. Xiaoshuang, come stand here."
"Sister, can you really do it? Doesn't Martial Soul awakening require those black stones? Don't you need to set up some kind of formation? Will there be a problem if we just start directly? And isn't this a little too casual? There's no sense of ceremony at all!"
Qian Ningshuang looked at Qian Renxue in alarm. It was one thing that the blind God King Su Yuntao was not here to awaken her Martial Soul. After all, Nuoding City was quite far from Spirit City, so having Brother Tao come over was unrealistic.
She could have accepted a Limit Douluo or Super Douluo helping her awaken it, but it had to be this airheaded sister? What if something really went wrong?
"Did you borrow all those books from the library for nothing? Martial Soul awakening is nothing more than using Soul Power to enter the body, guide it, and stimulate it. Only Spirit Masters who are too weak or poor at controlling Soul Power need obsidian and formations as assistance. And your sister is a level fifty-nine Spirit King, not to mention that I possess the Angel Martial Soul. What could possibly go wrong with me helping you awaken it? Besides, awakening it beneath the statue of the Angel God Ancestor isn't solemn enough for you? You sure have a lot of questions. Come, hold out your right hand!"
Qian Renxue smacked Qian Ningshuang's little head. Her sister was most likely fooling around, but what if she had really read all those books without remembering any of it?
"Oh. Sister, your memory is really good. I was only testing you."
Qian Ningshuang curled her lips in disdain, but still obediently held out her right hand before Qian Renxue.
Qian Renxue could not be bothered to argue over her sister's disdain. She grabbed Qian Ningshuang's wrist and activated her Martial Soul. As the Angel Martial Soul rose behind her, Qian Renxue's aura became holy and gentle.
Looking at the sacred Angel behind Qian Renxue, Qian Ningshuang's eyes were full of envy.
Although she constantly mocked Douluo as a low-tier fantasy world, every time she saw the extraordinary power of Martial Souls, she could not help but marvel. She just wondered whether her cheat would be any good.
There were only a few things related to Durandal that could possibly become her Martial Soul: the Key of Creation, Abyss Flower; Holy Sword Durandal; and the various primary Lance weapons. She wondered which one would become her Martial Soul.
"Alright, stop daydreaming. Focus and calm yourself. I'm starting."
At Qian Renxue's soft shout, Qian Ningshuang stopped letting her thoughts wander.
She then felt a warm energy fill her entire body, causing her whole body to relax. Guided by that warm energy, something inside her seemed to shatter, and all the warmth instantly surged toward her palm.
The two old men in Douluo Hall stared blankly at the Martial Soul floating above Qian Ningshuang's palm. It appeared to be a white knight's Long Spear with a black shaft. Strange patterns ran along the outside of its body, while its inner side was purple and its spearhead black.
Along with the Martial Soul's appearance came a vast yet pure energy of life. Within that energy, the hidden injuries Qian Daoliu and Tian'e had sustained in battle during their younger years seemed to be slowly healing.
It did not merely seem that way—they truly were healing!
The two elders exchanged shocked looks. Their expectations for Qian Ningshuang had already been high enough; they had believed she would at least possess a top-tier Martial Soul, perhaps even a God-level Martial Soul.
But they had not expected it to be this powerful. When Qian Renxue, who possessed a God-level Martial Soul, had awakened hers, she had not affected those around her!
Qian Renxue, meanwhile, looked joyfully at her sister's Martial Soul. Her expectations for Qian Ningshuang had never been that high. As long as her sister could cultivate, that was enough; with her own innate level-twenty God-level Martial Soul, she could protect her sister for the rest of her life.
But after sensing that life energy, she understood that Qian Ningshuang's Martial Soul was far stronger than her own. All that remained in her heart was joy. Her sister having top-tier talent was far better than having none!
Qian Ningshuang looked at the three shocked and delighted people, then gripped the Lance hovering above her palm and let out a breath of relief.
Although she knew she had the Durandal Character Template, she had actually been nervous. After all, Douluo was such a low-tier fantasy world that even a truck could run over a God King. Getting Atagina or Hler would already have been a blessing from the heavens, yet she had received Abyss Flower. She was satisfied!
Moreover, she had felt it just now—there was still something else inside her body.
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