All her pain vanished beneath the surge of life energy.
Qian Renxue's eyes flew wide, her face filled with shock.
A warm current surged through every limb and bone.
It was life energy in its purest form, gentle as jade yet vast as the ocean. Wherever it flowed, every hidden injury and blockage was instantly washed away.
Qian Renxue could clearly feel the meridians within her, nearly shattered by Tang Hao's pressure, rebuilding and widening at an astonishing speed. They were even tougher than before she was injured.
Her Soul Power began circulating on its own, smoother than ever.
What... what kind of miracle was this?
She even felt that the bottleneck in her Soul Power had loosened ever so slightly.
"This... this..."
In the distance, She Long and Porcupinefish Douluo were equally dumbstruck.
They watched as their young mistress's face, once as pale as paper, regained its color in just a few breaths. Even her breathing had become steadier and stronger than it had been at her peak.
What kind of healing technique was this?
Even Ning Fengzhi, the head of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the greatest support-type Soul Master on the continent, could never have done anything like this!
He had shattered the Clear Sky Douluo with a wave of his hand, then healed someone on the brink of death with a turn of his palm...
Just who was this young man before them?
The shock in Qian Renxue's heart was no less than that of the two Titled Douluo.
She felt the immense life force still flowing through her, nourishing her Martial Soul, and her awe of Chen Xuan had climbed to its peak.
Just then, she belatedly realized something.
She was still half-embraced by him in an extremely intimate position.
One hand rested against her back, while the other... was supporting her chest.
"Boom!"
A rush of heat shot to her head, and Qian Renxue's cheeks turned red as ripe apples.
Like she'd been shocked, she sprang out of Chen Xuan's arms and stumbled back two steps before regaining her balance.
She lowered her head, not daring to meet his eyes. Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz.
"Th-thank you, senior, for saving my life and healing my injuries."
Chen Xuan withdrew his hands, his expression calm, as if he'd just done something trivial.
"It was nothing."
At this, She Long and Porcupinefish Douluo both twitched at the corners of their mouths.
Nothing?
The two of them, both Titled Douluo above level ninety, had joined forces and still been utterly helpless against Tang Hao. Their Martial Soul Avatars had been smashed to pieces with a single swing of his hammer.
But you'd shattered the Clear Sky Hammer with a blade of grass and forced Tang Hao to flee in disgrace, and you called that nothing?
If you actually went all out, wouldn't a poke of your finger pierce the sky?
The two Titled Douluo exchanged glances, each seeing deep shock and awe in the other's eyes.
Qian Renxue took a deep breath, forcing down her embarrassment and excitement.
She raised her head. An unprecedentedly resolute light shone in her beautiful golden eyes.
She stepped forward and bowed solemnly to Chen Xuan, lowering herself as far as she could.
"Senior, your powers are boundless. I admire you greatly. I humbly beg you to take me as your disciple!"
At that moment, Qian Renxue's heart was pounding.
This was a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity!
She had spent years undercover in the Heaven Dou Empire, all for the grand plan of seizing the throne.
But the Heaven Dou Empire had deep foundations and support from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, two of the Upper Three Sects. Carrying out her plan had been exceptionally difficult.
But if... if she could gain the support of the mysterious powerhouse before her, everything would change!
What would be so difficult about bringing down the Heaven Dou Empire?
More importantly, she could sense that the power Chen Xuan wielded was a higher form of energy, one that transcended Soul Power.
With his guidance, her strength would surely advance by leaps and bounds. She might even... surpass that woman!
Then, surely, she would earn her mother's approval!
At the thought, her gaze burned even brighter.
Chen Xuan's brows stirred when he heard her.
Take her as his disciple?
He had meant to refuse outright.
He had come to Holy Soul Village only to complete the system's task of taking Ah Yin as his disciple.
He had little interest in Qian Renxue, who was disguised as a man.
Yet just as he was about to speak, a cold, mechanical prompt rang in his mind.
[ Ding! Detected owner of the divine-grade Martial Soul, the Six-Winged Angel. Exceptional talent and abundant fortune. Meets the requirements for becoming a disciple! ]
[ Hidden task triggered: Take Qian Renxue as a disciple! ]
[ Task reward: Blue Silver Divine Statue! ]
[ Blue Silver Divine Statue: A special building. Placed within your domain, it can gather the power of faith and double the rate at which faith is accumulated! ]
Chen Xuan swallowed the refusal that had been on the tip of his tongue.
Blue Silver Divine Statue?
Double the power of faith?
The reward... seemed quite good.
He was already level ninety-nine. His next step was to pursue godhood.
And the power of faith was an indispensable part of the path to becoming a god.
Chen Xuan hesitated for a moment.
But in Qian Renxue's eyes, that flicker of hesitation meant something else.
Had he... seen through my disguise?
Of course. With his strength, how could this little trick of mine fool him?
If so, continuing to conceal the truth would only make me seem insincere.
Qian Renxue's thoughts raced, and she made an audacious decision.
She straightened and looked at Chen Xuan with a burning gaze. Then she raised both hands and gently brushed them over her face.
Humm—
A faint golden light flashed. The Soul Power disguise covering her face quietly vanished.
A flawless, breathtakingly beautiful face appeared before Chen Xuan.
Her skin was as white as snow, her brows like distant mountains, and her golden eyes noble and holy, as if they held the sun, moon, and stars.
Her delicate nose was high and elegant, her full lips rosy, carrying a fatal allure.
Her radiant golden hair cascaded like a waterfall to her waist.
The prince's uniform she wore now seemed ill-fitting, stretched tight against her and outlining her astonishingly perfect curves. Her long-trousered legs were especially striking—long, straight, and perfectly proportioned.
Noble, holy, alluring, spirited...
A host of utterly different qualities blended perfectly within her, creating a unique charm that could drive any man wild.
"Young... young mistress?!"
She Long and Porcupinefish Douluo stared at her, their eyes practically popping out of their sockets.
Their young mistress... had just removed her disguise?!
She wasn't going to keep pretending?
If her identity was exposed, wouldn't all those years of planning go to waste?
If His Holiness the Pope blamed them, who could possibly take responsibility?
The two Titled Douluo were frantic with worry, yet didn't dare step forward to stop her.
But Qian Renxue paid no heed to their shock.
She trusted her judgment.
If she was going to ask him to take her as his disciple, she had to show her full sincerity!
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