Childhood Sweethearts! Betrothed to Qian Renxue!

Qian Renxue's heart tightened along with the tension.

Lin Jiang...

What kind of Martial Soul would he awaken?

[It is Lin Jiang's turn to awaken his Martial Soul.]

[Everyone holds their breath, waiting for the result.]

[Qian Daoliu stands to the side, his gaze complex.]

[Although Xue'er and Lin Jiang are childhood sweethearts with a deep bond, after today... I fear they can no longer be allowed to play together.]

[The heir to the Six-Winged Angel cannot be held back by anyone.]

[Not even a child he watched grow up.]

[The next moment—]

[Lin Jiang presses his hand onto the crystal ball.]

[Light erupts!]

[The crystal ball instantly shines as bright as the scorching sun, so piercing that everyone is forced to shut their eyes!]

Qian Renxue's heart skips a beat.

[Golden Crocodile Douluo widens his eyes: "In, Innate Full Soul Power?!"]

[The entire hall is in an uproar!]

[Everyone's mouths hang open in disbelief!]

[You stand to the side, your eyes curving into crescent moons, smiling happier than anyone else.]

[However—]

[Qian Daoliu's expression changes abruptly: "No! The light is still rising!"]

[The radiance of the crystal ball does not fade; instead, it grows stronger and more intense!]

["Boom—!"]

[Behind Lin Jiang, a golden phantom surges into the sky!]

[Golden Dragon King!]

[The golden dragon shadow coils above the great hall, looking down upon all living beings! The terrifying pressure makes every Martial Soul present tremble!]

[Golden Crocodile Douluo's Golden Crocodile King even lowers its head of its own accord, signaling submission!]

[Qian Daoliu stumbles back a step, his voice trembling: "How is this possible..."]

["Innate... Level 20 Full Soul Power?!"]

[He snaps his head up, staring at Lin Jiang, his eyes filled with incredulity.]

["Aside from my Six-Winged Angel lineage, there is actually another Martial Soul with Innate Level 20 Full Soul Power?!"]

[Golden Crocodile Douluo freezes for three seconds, then throws his head back and laughs!]

["Hahahaha—!"]

["This is a god-level Martial Soul! A true god-level Martial Soul!"]

[Qian Daoliu stares at Lin Jiang, his gaze growing brighter and brighter.]

[He looks at Lin Jiang, then at you, a smile gradually appearing at the corners of his mouth.]

["Good! Good! Good!"]

[He says the word 'good' three times, steps forward, and takes Lin Jiang's hand in one of his, and yours in the other.]

["This child is born extraordinary; he is the perfect companion to protect the God of Angels!"]

["This old man makes the decision today—"]

["When the two of you come of age, you shall be wed and take charge of Martial Soul Hall!"]

[The entire hall erupts in cheers!]

[You are stunned, and then your face turns bright red.]

[You steal a glance at Lin Jiang.]

[Lin Jiang happens to be looking at you too, a smile on his lips.]

[He squeezes your hand tightly.]

[You lower your head, your heart feeling as sweet as if you had eaten honey.]

[So...]

[Happiness can arrive so suddenly.]

The scene slowly shifts.

Qian Renxue sits cross-legged on the bed, her cheeks burning slightly.

According to the oracle, she and Lin Jiang had been betrothed since they were children...

Betrothed?

[Ever since the Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony, your life has changed completely.]

[Qian Daoliu personally initiated your Angel inheritance training, and you spent every day in the Angel Temple, painstakingly studying the secret arts of the Six-Winged Angel lineage.]

[As for Lin Jiang, he was personally mentored by Golden Crocodile Douluo.]

[Ultimate strength training—carrying ten thousand catties of weight daily, fighting thousand-year soul beasts with bare hands, and throwing one hundred thousand punches under a waterfall.]

[Lin Jiang's strength grew at a terrifying speed. Despite his young age, he possessed fearsome close-quarters combat ability; among his peers, no one could get within three meters of him.]

[Yet, no matter how exhausted he was, he would wait outside the hall where you cultivated every night, waiting for you to emerge so he could accompany you back to your sleeping quarters.]

[You once asked him: "Aren't you tired?"]

[He smiled: "Accompanying you, I am not tired."]

[You felt you were the happiest person in the world.]

[However—]

[Good times did not last.]

[The year you turned eight, the tragic news arrived.]

[Pope Qian Xunji had been critically wounded in a battle against Tang Hao!]

Qian Renxue's fists clenched tightly.

Father...

Of course, she remembered this year.

It was this very year that her father died.

[Everyone believed that Qian Xunji died because of the severe wounds inflicted by Tang Hao.]

[But the truth...]

[Was far from that.]

Qian Renxue's pupils constricted.

What?

There was a hidden story?

[That night, in the secret chamber of the Pope Palace.]

[Qian Xunji lay on the bed, his breath fading, his entire body wrapped in bandages.]

[A figure pushed the door open and entered.]

[It was your mother, Bibi Dong.]

[Qian Xunji opened his eyes, and upon seeing her, a complex look flashed through them: "You... have come."]

[Bibi Dong did not speak.]

[She simply stood quietly by the bedside, looking down at him.]

[And then—]

[She smiled.]

[That smile was sinister, eerie, and filled with endless hatred.]

["Qian Xunji," she said softly, "do you know how I have lived these past few years?"]

[Qian Xunji closed his eyes: "I know... I have failed you..."]

["Failed me?" Bibi Dong's voice turned abruptly cold. "Can a single apology buy back my innocence? Can it buy back everything I have lost?"]

[She raised her hand, and a terrifying phantom emerged behind her—it was the projection of the Rakshasa God! Black and purple light engulfed the entire secret chamber!]

Qian Renxue shuddered.

Rakshasa God?!

["I obtained the Nine Trials of the Rakshasa God in the Capital of Slaughter," Bibi Dong said, enunciating every word, "and the first condition to initiate these nine trials—"]

[She leaned down, staring into Qian Xunji's terrified eyes.]

["—is to devour an Angel Martial Soul."]

[Qian Xunji struggled to escape, but his severely wounded body could not move even an inch.]

["No... don't... Xue'er is still young... you cannot..."]

["Xue'er?" Bibi Dong laughed, laughing until tears streamed down her face. "She is your daughter, not mine!"]

["Qian Xunji, I hate you! I hate this world!"]

["Therefore, I will take revenge on everything!"]

["I will destroy Martial Soul Hall! I will destroy this world!"]

["And I have destroyed myself as well!"]

As the words fell, the Soul-Devouring Spider Emperor avatar erupted with a deafening roar!

Countless spider spears pierced into Qian Xunji's body, beginning to devour his Angel martial soul!

["Ah--!!!"]

A shrill, miserable scream echoed through the secret chamber, heard by no one.

Qian Renxue trembled all over.

Her eye sockets were rimmed with red, tears swirling within, yet they refused to fall.

A lunatic.

This woman is a lunatic!

[The image slowly faded to black.]

[Qian Xunji's screams gradually vanished.]

[Bibi Dong stood in the center of the secret chamber, drenched in blood, a twisted smile upon her face.]

["This is only the first step," she murmured. "Just you wait, Martial Soul Hall... Xiao Gang..."]

Qian Renxue snapped her eyes open.

Golden light flickered within her pupils.

She sat on the bed, her hands gripping the sheets so tightly her knuckles turned white.

A long time passed.

She took a deep breath, enunciating every word.

"I absolutely cannot allow the honor of our Angel clan—"

"To be buried by her hands!"