Holy Light Firefly Lily! Martial Soul Evolution, Eight-Winged Angel!

(Image of Qian Renxue)

In this life, she could not repeat the same mistakes.

Qian Renxue raised her head, her gaze far more resolute than before.

"Lin Jiang, why don't you come stay at my East Palace?" She paused, her voice softening involuntarily. "We can cultivate together, and I can provide you with all sorts of cultivation resources."

Lin Jiang scratched his head.

"As for that... let's talk about it later."

A flicker of disappointment flashed through Qian Renxue's eyes, but she did not force the issue.

Watching her pretend to be calm, Lin Jiang was inwardly delighted.

It seemed Xue'er had completely accepted the existence of the "him" from the Simulator.

He cleared his throat.

"Xue'er, I have something good for you."

Qian Renxue blinked. "Hm?"

Deep down, however, she was unimpressed.

As the Young Mistress of Martial Soul Hall and the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, what rare treasures had she not seen?

What good thing could Lin Jiang possibly give her?

Could it be a fish?

She glanced at the fishing rod propped against a tree branch by the stream, her mouth twitching slightly.

Lin Jiang reached into his robe and pulled out a brocade pouch.

A Wish-fulfilling Hundred Treasure Pouch.

Qian Renxue took one look and raised an eyebrow.

"A storage Soul Tool?"

Her tone was flat, even tinged with confusion.

While such items weren't exactly common, they certainly didn't qualify as precious treasures given her status.

Lin Jiang said nothing, merely reaching into the pouch and rummaging around for a long time.

Then—

He brought out a golden lily.

Its petals unfurled like wings, the entire flower shimmering with flowing golden light, faintly radiating a pure and sacred energy fluctuation.

Tiny specks of light drifted continuously from between the petals, swirling slowly like fireflies, looking unreal under the sunlight.

Qian Renxue's pupils constricted.

"Hm?"

She stared at the flower, her breath hitching involuntarily.

Lin Jiang held the golden lily, speaking slowly.

"This is the Holy Light Firefly Lily."

"Its fragrance is light and holy; smelling it calms the mind and stabilizes one's soul power."

He paused, looking at Qian Renxue.

"It can resonate with the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, forcibly elevating the purity of the angel bloodline."

"And even—"

"It is not impossible for it to trigger a Martial Soul Evolution for the Six-Winged Angel."

Qian Renxue's pupils shrank to pinpricks.

"For real?!"

Her voice went up an octave.

Could such a celestial item truly exist in this world?

She had originally thought that whatever good thing Lin Jiang could produce would be, at most, a rare ore or a high-grade spirit bone.

Yet he had pulled out an immortal herb capable of evolving an angel martial soul?

It seemed...

She had underestimated Lin Jiang.

She stared at the golden lily, her gaze burning.

But soon, she composed her expression, her tone becoming hesitant.

"This is too precious..."

Lin Jiang shoved the flower directly into her hands.

"Xue'er, is there any need for us to talk about this?"

Qian Renxue held the flower, stunned.

Lin Jiang waved his hand. "There is no time to lose; consume and absorb it quickly."

Qian Renxue looked at the Holy Light Firefly Lily in her hands, then looked at Lin Jiang's face, which wore an expression of taking it all for granted.

An indescribable emotion surged in her heart.

She took a deep breath and nodded.

"Alright."

She turned around and looked at She Long and Chi Xue, who were guarding in the distance.

"Come here."

The two men walked over quickly, catching sight of Qian Renxue in her original appearance at a glance.

Golden long hair, a stunningly beautiful face, and in her hands, she held a golden lily shimmering with radiant light.

Both men widened their eyes simultaneously.

They looked at Lin Jiang, then at the flower, then back at Qian Renxue.

What was going on?

Did this kid really have a way?

She Long and Chi Xue exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in the other's eyes.

Qian Renxue said indifferently, "I am going to consume an Immortal Herb; the two of you shall guard me."

The two men quickly promised, "As you command!"

They turned and retreated, taking up positions on either side of the stone pavilion, standing with their backs to the center.

Qian Renxue held the flower and sat down on the stone stool.

She looked up at Lin Jiang.

Lin Jiang smiled at her.

"Absorb it with peace of mind; I am guarding you."

Qian Renxue nodded and closed her eyes.

The golden petals slowly rotated in her palms, and a sacred light enveloped the entire stone pavilion.

She brought the Holy Light Firefly Lily close to the tip of her nose.

The petals were brilliant gold, and specks of fluorescent light danced between her fingers like sprites.

She took a deep breath, and an extremely pure, holy aura instantly surged into her body, spreading along her meridians to every limb and bone.

It was fragrant, sweet, and carried the scent of sunlight.

She did not hesitate and placed the entire Immortal Herb into her mouth.

"BOOM--!!"

The Immortal Herb melted upon contact, without the slightest obstruction.

The next second, a terrifying power exploded within her body!

That power was too pure, so pure that it lacked any impurities, like the most primordial power of light in heaven and earth, pouring directly into the origin of her Martial Soul!

Qian Renxue's entire body shook violently!

A tremor originating from the depths of her soul swept through her entire body.

The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul behind her resonated fiercely, its six golden wings spreading open simultaneously, the golden light shining brilliantly!

Outside the stone pavilion, She Long and Chi Xue turned their heads at the same time, blinded by the piercing golden light.

"This... this is..."

Chi Xue opened his mouth wide, unable to speak.

She Long was also stunned; after a moment of hesitation, the two turned their backs once more to guard the pavilion.

Lin Jiang sat to the side, arms crossed, the corners of his mouth curling up.

It was a success.

Time passed minute by minute.

The golden light grew increasingly intense, wrapping Qian Renxue into a cocoon of light.

Sweat slid down from her forehead, soaking the golden hair at her temples and dripping down her delicate jawline.

She gritted her teeth, enduring the tearing and reshaping coming from the depths of her bloodline.

It hurt.

But it was worth it.

Two full hours passed.

Qian Renxue was drenched in sweat, her clothes clinging to her body and outlining her exquisite curves.

Her face was flushed and her breathing ragged, yet she did not let out a single sound.

Suddenly—

"Hum—!!!"

A low, resonant hum emanated from within her body, as if something had been torn asunder!

The phantom of the Six-Winged Angel behind her shuddered violently!

Between the gaps of the six golden wings, two brand-new golden wings—

Tore their way out!

They unfurled steadily!

The six wings instantly transformed into eight!

Eight golden wings stretched out behind her, each one more solid and more brilliant than before!

The golden radiance was no longer a blinding burst, but flowed softly, like liquid gold, like solidified sunlight.

Qian Renxue snapped her eyes open.

Golden light flashed violently within her pupils!

The soul power within her body surged like a bursting dam, skyrocketing!

She sat there, golden light swirling around her, her eight wings fluttering gently, looking divine and beyond compare.

Qian Renxue looked down at her hands, feeling the evolution and sublimation deep within her bloodline.

Her martial soul had truly evolved.

Six wings had become eight.

A smile slowly curled at the corners of her lips, growing brighter and brighter until she finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"My martial soul has truly evolved! The Eight-Winged Angel!"

She tilted her head back, her golden eyes reflecting the sunlight.

"If Grandfather finds out, he will surely be overjoyed!"

As she laughed, she suddenly felt a chill on her body.

She looked down—

The smile on her face froze.

When the two newborn wings had torn their way out from her back, they had shredded her clothes along with them...