A World for Two

Qian Renxue turned to face the audience, clasped her hands in front of her, and bowed respectfully.

Staff members carried stretchers onto the Soul Fighting Platform, and the healing Soul Master knelt beside the Sea Soul Brothers, his hands glowing with healing light.

After assessing the injuries, the healing Soul Master wiped away his sweat, gave the supervisor a thumbs-up, and indicated that the two were out of danger.

The lights on the Soul Fighting Platform finally dimmed slowly, but the audience erupted in chaos.

A young man took off his glasses and wiped them again and again, while his companion was so excited that he was incoherent.

The old gambler leaning against the wall clutched his betting slip and sighed to the heavens; the entire deposit in the Sea Soul Brothers' section had vanished.

Someone in the distance suddenly slammed their hand on the railing, excitedly grabbing their friend and shaking him. "I told you to bet on that little girl!"

Qian Renxue pushed open the door to the lounge and stepped inside.

"Mom and Dad, how did I do?"

Qian Xunji him up and down. "Good job. You're not hurt, are you?"

"No." Qian Renxue shook her head. "I even held back, otherwise those two brothers probably wouldn't have survived."

Bibi Dong walked over, reached out and grasped Qian Renxue's wrist, and probed Qian Renxue's body with her Spiritual Power.

His Soul Power was stable, his meridians were unobstructed, there were indeed no internal injuries, and even the consumption of Soul Power was much less than expected.

She released her grip, her tone a mixture of relief and admiration. "The strength of this Eight-Winged Angel Martial Soul is truly terrifying."

"That's not true."

Bibi Dong glanced at him. "Your Martial Soul is far inferior to Xiao Xue's."

Is it that far?

"Have."

Qian Renxue laughed out loud, "Mom and Dad, let's go back, I'm sleepy."

"Good."

Qian Xunji supported her with one hand and took Bibi Dong's hand with the Bibi Dong, and walked towards the door.

As soon as the three of them entered the Soul Fighting Arena hall, they encountered a group of people.

The leader was a man in his early fifties, dressed in a dark blue robe, with his hair neatly combed and a respectful and eager smile on his face.

Behind him followed a tall female deputy, and then several staff members, including the supervisor who had managed to activate his Soul Power shield during the explosion.

The man strode forward, stopping three steps away from Qian Xunji. He clasped his hands in front of him and bowed in a standard greeting from the Spirit Hall.

"Your His Holiness the Pope, Your Excellency the Dean of the Research Institute, why didn't you inform us beforehand that you were coming to Vast Sea City?"

"So we can prepare for our reception in advance..."

Qian Xunji raised her hand, interrupting his polite formalities. "No need, this is a private trip for me, I don't need any hospitality."

After he finished speaking, his gaze went past the boss's shoulder and landed on the manager standing in the back row. "When the explosion on the Soul Fighting Platform reached the audience tonight, the manager next to you reacted quickly and put up the protective shield in time. He did a good job."

The boss was taken aback, clearly not expecting the Pope to skip over him and praise a subordinate directly.

But he reacted quickly, immediately stepping aside to let the supervisor step forward, his smile becoming even more ingratiating, "Yes, yes, Your Majesty is right, we will certainly reward him handsomely."

The supervisor nodded several times, flattered and surprised.

"Okay, we'll be going now."

Qian Xunji didn't continue the topic. He picked up Qian Renxue, who was yawning and resting on his shoulder, and walked through the hall with Bibi Dong, then pushed open the glass door of the Soul Fighting Arena and left.

After winning 45,000 Gold Soul Coin from the casino, the family returned to their newly booked hotel.

Although this hotel is not as luxurious as the Vast Sea Hotel, the rooms are clean and quiet, and you can see Nine Star Sea from the window.

Qian Xunji took the key from the front desk and carried the half-asleep Qian Renxue back to the room.

He put his daughter on the bed and pulled the blanket up to her chest.

Qian Renxue turned over and buried her face in the pillow.

Qian Xunji reached out and brushed the stray hairs from her forehead, kissed her on the forehead, then turned off the light and left the room.

He pushed open the glass door leading to the balcony, and the sea breeze, carrying a salty and damp scent, rushed in.

Bibi Dong was already lying on the rattan lounge chair on the balcony.

"Is Xiao Xue asleep?"

"Asleep."

Qian Xunji sat down on the recliner next to her, reached out and picked up the tea she had half-finished drinking from, taking a sip.

"Now it's just the two of us."

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong crossed her legs in a different direction and rubbed her bare feet against his calves.

"We're going out to sea tomorrow, shouldn't you conserve your energy?"

"I have plenty of energy."

Bibi Dong glared at him playfully, then picked up a hair tie from the small round table and gathered her long, loose hair behind her head.

Qian Xunji understood immediately...

The following morning, at Vast Sea Pier.

As dawn broke, the docks were already bustling with activity.

Several fishing boats coming out of the early tide were untying their mooring lines. The captain, with a pipe in his mouth, stood at the bow, directing his crew to carry the fishing nets and buoys onto the deck.

The porters carrying fish baskets were shirtless, their bodies glistening with sweat.

A fully loaded merchant ship was being loaded with its last cargo. The crew used thick hemp ropes to hoist wooden crates onto the deck, their shouts deafening.

Further away, several Sea Soul Master were squatting at the edge of the pier, dipping their hands into the seawater to sense something, probably checking the ocean currents before setting sail.

The archdeacon of the Vast Sea Temple had been standing on the dock for half an hour.

This vice-bishop was a cautious man. The previous bishop had just been kicked out by the Pope for embezzlement and was still waiting for trial in Spirit City. He did not want to follow in his footsteps.

Seeing the carriage of Qian Xunji's family approaching from afar, he jogged forward to greet them, stopped in front of Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong, and bowed respectfully.

The family of three got off the carriage.

"Your His Holiness the Pope, Your Dean the Dean."

"The ship is ready, it's at Pier Three."

"Okay, take us there."

"Yes."

He stepped aside to lead the way, and when they reached Pier Three, they saw a large ship quietly moored on the shore.

Four Soul Guidance Cannon were mounted on each side of the ship. The cannon barrels were polished to a shine, and the muzzles were sealed with oilcloth to prevent moisture.

Qian Xunji to the side of the boat, looked it over, and tapped the wooden hull.

How many cannons is this ship equipped with?

"Eight level-four Soul Guidance Cannon, four on each side."

"Not only is it stable during navigation, but it is also equipped with the latest Stabilizing Keel, so it will not capsize even in a storm."

"The bow is also equipped with Sea Soul Beast Repellent Device, making it the best seagoing vessel of our Vast Sea Temple."

"Hmm... well done." Qian Xunji praised generously.

The archdeacon, having received praise from the pope, finally relaxed a little.

He hesitated for two seconds before cautiously speaking, "Your Majesty, I have another question to ask you."

"Go ahead and ask."

"Since the previous bishop was suspended, the position of Bishop of the Vast Sea Temple has remained vacant. Do you think it's possible for me to...?"

Bibi Dong scrutinized him, asking, "What's your current strength?"

"Level 77 Soul Saint."

"His strength is a bit lacking, but the bishop doesn't just look at his Soul Power Level."

"Further enhance your capabilities, and while you're at it, let us see your leadership skills. Remember—no embezzlement or bribery, or you'll be severely punished."

The archdeacon's expression turned solemn and serious.

He placed his right hand on his chest. "Rest assured, Your His Holiness the Pope, I swear on my Martial Soul that I will never do anything to dishonor the Spirit Hall."

Bibi Dong nodded slightly and withdrew her gaze.

"Xunji, let's go."

"Good."

Qian Xunji bent down and picked up Qian Renxue, then flew to the deck.

Bibi Dong followed closely behind, landing steadily beside the father and daughter.

The archdeacon called out, "May Your Excellencies and Ladies have a safe journey."