Qian Renxue: Is This... A Divine Decree?

(Image of Qian Renxue)

Lin Jiang's eyes lit up.

"Really?!"

He took the silk pouch, turning it over and over in his hands.

A living space?

Doesn't that mean the immortal herbs in the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well could be packed up and taken away?

Seeing his interest, Dugu Bo stroked his beard and chuckled, "You can transplant those immortal-grade items from the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well into it and carry them with you."

Lin Jiang immediately tucked the pouch away.

"Old Poison, then I shall accept your offer without further ceremony!"

Dugu Bo waved his hand, "Why stand on ceremony with us? If you want something, just ask!"

Dugu Yan pouted at the side.

The ring she gave him was clearly excellent too!

Yet it had been overshadowed by her grandfather!

Ignoring her, Dugu Bo looked at Lin Jiang, "What are your plans for the near future?"

Lin Jiang pondered for a moment.

Dugu Yan also leaned in, her eyes sparkling as she stared at him.

"Hmm..." Lin Jiang spoke slowly, "My soul power has increased too rapidly, leaving my foundation unstable. In the coming days, I must solidify my foundation and refine my soul power further."

Dugu Bo was stunned for a moment, then nodded in gratification.

"Rare indeed!"

He had expected this kid to continue his frantic pace of advancement; he hadn't anticipated that he would know to stabilize himself.

This mindset was even rarer than his talent.

Dugu Bo quietly signaled to Dugu Yan—Yan-yan, seize this opportunity.

Dugu Yan returned a look that said, "Received."

Lin Jiang, oblivious to the small exchange between the grandfather and granddaughter, continued, "We cannot just take from the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well without replanting. Old Poison, I'll leave the maintenance and cultivation to you."

Dugu Bo nodded solemnly.

This kid really thinks far ahead.

Night fell.

Dugu Manor grew quiet.

Dugu Yan was truly exhausted from the past few days; for once, she didn't cling to Lin Jiang and went to her room to sleep early.

Lying on his bed, Lin Jiang finally had time to open his system panel.

[Current available simulation attempts: 1]

[Current remaining subversion points: 90]

Lin Jiang stared at the panel, the corners of his mouth curling upward.

Over the past few days, he had already decided on the target for this simulation—

Qian Renxue.

Successor to the Angel God, Young Master of Martial Soul Hall, and the Crown Prince "Xue Qinghe" who had been lurking in the Heaven Dou Empire for years.

Her luck value was absolutely maxed out.

"Begin distribution."

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Meanwhile.

Heaven Dou City, Crown Prince's Eastern Palace.

The bedchamber was brightly lit.

Xue Qinghe, or rather, Qian Renxue, waved her hand, signaling all the maids to withdraw.

The door closed.

She was the only one left in the hall.

She walked to the bedside and sat down, exhausted.

Disguising herself as a man every day, maneuvering through the political circles, and dealing with the probes and schemes of those old foxes was truly mentally draining.

She raised her hand and undid her hair crown.

Her golden hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

A flash of light passed, and the face belonging to "Xue Qinghe" vanished, replaced by a peerless countenance—

Golden eyes, skin whiter than snow, a straight bridge of the nose, and slightly slender phoenix eyes that carried a hint of sharp authority.

Qian Renxue.

She collapsed onto the bed and closed her eyes.

Finally, she could relax for a moment—

[Ding! Congratulations to the host, the Life Simulator has been bound! Use the simulator to obtain life simulation rewards!]

Qian Renxue snapped her eyes open!

"Who goes there?!"

She sprang up instantly, a flash of light passed, and she reverted to the appearance of Xue Qinghe!

Soul power fluctuations rippled out, sweeping across the entire bedchamber—

No one.

Qian Renxue narrowed her eyes, scanning her surroundings with vigilance.

"Who is it? Who dares to trespass into the East Palace at night?"

Silence.

There was only the rustling of wind through the leaves outside the window.

[Current available simulations: 1]

[Does the host wish to initiate a simulation?]

Qian Renxue was stunned.

This voice... came from the depths of her mind?

It was not a sound transmission, nor a soul skill, but something that rang directly within her consciousness?

She swept her soul power across the bedchamber once more.

There was truly no second person present.

Qian Renxue slowly lowered her guard.

Could it be...

A divine oracle?

Was the Angel God giving her instructions?

She took a deep breath and recited silently in her heart.

"Confirm simulation."

A flash of light passed; she returned to her original appearance and sat cross-legged on the bed, her expression pious.

[Simulation starting—]

Qian Renxue watched quietly.

[Age 0, you are born in Martial Soul Hall.]

[Your father is the reigning Pope Qian Xunji, and your mother is the Saintess Bibi Dong.]

Qian Renxue's gaze flickered slightly.

The fact that her mother was Bibi Dong... very few people on the entire continent knew this.

This simulator was truly not simple.

[In the same year, Golden Crocodile Douluo returns from abroad, carrying an abandoned infant.]

["This child was abandoned in the wilderness, yet golden light coiled around his body, and my martial soul, the Golden Crocodile King, actually felt a trace of trembling before him! This child must be extraordinary!"]

[In the swaddling clothes he was wrapped in, there was only a wooden nameplate with the two characters 'Lin Jiang' carved upon it.]

Qian Renxue raised an eyebrow.

Lin Jiang?

It was hard not to take notice.

[Age 3.]

[You are playing alone in the plaza of Martial Soul Hall. There are no playmates by your side, only a flock of white pigeons keeping you company.]

[Day after day, you feel so bored.]

[Until that day—]

[A little boy walks toward you.]

[He is very good-looking, with delicate features, and his smile is like sunshine.]

["Are you all alone?"]

[You blink your large, watery eyes and nod.]

[The little boy reached out his hand, a piece of candy resting in his palm.]

["Here, have a candy."]

[You tilted your head: "Candy?"]

["It's Dried Tangerine Peel Candy!" The little boy blinked. "Have you never had one before?"]

[You shook your head.]

[He carefully peeled off the wrapper and fed the candy to your lips.]

[A sweet and sour flavor melted on the tip of your tongue.]

[You were stunned.]

[It was very sweet.]

[The little boy looked at you and smiled: "Let's play together!"]

[You finally smiled back.]

["Okay."]

The corners of Qian Renxue's mouth curled up slightly.

Dried Tangerine Peel Candy...

She couldn't quite remember, but it seemed that when she was young, she had indeed eaten a very sweet piece of candy.

So it was him who gave it to her?

[From then on, you became the best of friends.]

[Your name was Qian Renxue, and his name was Lin Jiang.]

[You were inseparable every day, childhood sweethearts.]

[He accompanied you to feed the pigeons, and you accompanied him to climb the rockery. You stole snacks from the kitchen together, were caught and made to stand in punishment by Qian Daoliu together, and then secretly looked at each other and laughed while standing there.]

[Those were the happiest times of your childhood.]

[At age six, the day of the Martial Soul Awakening arrived.]

[You began to worry.]

[You knew your own bloodline—the Six-Winged Angel, the most sacred heritage of the Martial Soul Hall. After awakening, you would inevitably have to shoulder the heavy responsibilities of the Angel lineage, practicing bitterly every day with no leisure time left.]

[But what about Lin Jiang?]

[If his martial soul was very ordinary, or if he had no martial soul at all...]

[Then you were destined to walk different paths.]

Qian Renxue's fingers tightened slightly.

So, when she was six, she had thought about these things?

[The Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony was presided over personally by the Great High Priest, Qian Daoliu.]

[You and Lin Jiang stood together, your palms slick with sweat.]

[A flash of light passed—]

[A phantom of the Six-Winged Angel appeared behind you! The sacred golden light illuminated the entire great hall!]

[Innate full soul power of level twenty!]

[Qian Daoliu's eyes welled with tears as he knelt and kowtowed: "Heaven bless our Angel lineage!"]

[Everyone was cheering, everyone was worshipping.]

[But you couldn't pay attention to any of that.]

[You turned your head to look at Lin Jiang beside you.]

Qian Renxue's heart rose along with the scene.

Lin Jiang...

What kind of martial soul would he awaken?