Qian Renxue vs. Hu Liena? The Sensible Little Fox!

Night fell.

Martial Soul Temple.

Since she hadn't rested properly for several days and figured there probably wouldn't be any more explosive revelations tonight, Hu Liena didn't stay up late. She planned to turn in early.

However, just as the lights went out, a familiar yet abrupt voice suddenly rang out.

[ Ding! Another Dungeon Owner detected. Add as a friend? ]

Hu Liena opened her eyes, confusion in them. Before she could sort out what was happening, another notification suddenly popped up.

[ Ding! White Feather Does Not Cross Snow has requested to add you as a friend. Accept? ]

The moment she saw that nickname, Hu Liena instantly sobered up.

White Feather Does Not Cross Snow?

Wasn't that her teacher's number one anti-fan? Why was she adding her as a friend?

What was going on? Where was she?

"Tap, tap, tap!"

At that moment, footsteps suddenly sounded in the living room outside. Hu Liena gathered her thoughts and frowned in that direction.

Who dared barge in without even asking?

Wait, White Feather Does Not Cross Snow?

Glancing at the notification screen before her, Hu Liena suddenly realized.

It should be that person, but...

She was actually from Spirit Hall too?

And she'd come looking for her on her own?

What was she trying to do?

Hu Liena's suspicion was accompanied by deep vigilance, but she wasn't afraid. This was Spirit Hall—her home ground!

She quickly got dressed and headed into the living room.

The moment she saw the visitor, Hu Liena was about to question her, but before she could speak, an invisible pressure bore down on her.

"Dragging your feet, with no vigilance at all. As expected, what good could that woman possibly teach?"

Qian Renxue wore a flowing golden dress, invisible authority radiating from her body. Already tall and slender, she looked even more imposing now.

Hu Liena staggered, but quickly regained her footing.

After all, there was a gap between them, but it wasn't so great that mere pressure from an aura could subdue her.

She had only been caught off guard just now.

Faced with the other's mockery, Hu Liena didn't immediately retort. Instead, she began guessing her identity.

With that tone, she was undoubtedly White Feather Does Not Cross Snow.

But her true identity was... wait.

Hu Liena's eyes lit up as if she'd thought of something.

"Y-you're Sister Xue'er, aren't you?"

A matter as significant as Qian Renxue going undercover wasn't something a mere disciple of the Pope should have known.

Her teacher, Bibi Dong, had never taken the initiative to mention it before.

But ever since the Diary appeared—especially since Su Ye had mentioned Little Angel right at the beginning—

Now that someone had already been exposed and Hu Liena was going to Heaven Dou City, Bibi Dong naturally had no reason to keep such matters from her disciple any longer.

Especially after Bibi Dong had completely awakened some time ago, she revealed even more during their private conversations.

Hu Liena knew very well how much weight Qian Renxue held in her teacher's heart. She also wanted to help repair their relationship, so she acted both polite and intimate.

Sister Xue'er?

Qian Renxue froze. Even her previously cold expression showed a trace of bewilderment.

Was this right?

Shouldn't you be butting heads with me, so I could forcefully suppress you and let you know who's boss?

But you... started off being polite? What was this supposed to be?

"Hmph, don't try to claim kinshi—"

"Sister Xue'er, you're so beautiful! Even I, a woman, can't help but be moved when I see you. I used to think Teacher was the most beautiful woman in the world, but I never expected that Sister Xue'er, you..."

Hu Liena's little mouth seemed coated in honey, stuffing every word Qian Renxue had been about to say right back down her throat.

That last sentence, in particular, pleased her greatly.

If Hu Liena had merely praised her beauty, she wouldn't have felt much.

After all, she was beautiful. Wasn't that simply a fact?

But being compared with Bibi Dong was different.

Looking at Hu Liena, who was chattering away like a little fangirl, Qian Renxue's expression softened somewhat.

This ungrateful fox wasn't as annoying as she'd imagined.

She was much more pleasing to the eye than that woman.

Wait, if she lured Bibi Dong's disciple over to her side, wouldn't Bibi Dong be furious?

Qian Renxue suddenly thought of that, and the more she considered it, the more viable it seemed.

Mm, she'd do exactly that.

You didn't want me, your biological daughter? Then don't even think about keeping your adopted one. Die alone in your old age.

"Ahem... Nana, Sister Xue'er was only testing your strength and vigilance just now. From what I can see, you're not bad. Mm, you have great potential."

Qian Renxue put on an act as she patted Hu Liena's shoulder, wearing an expression that said, "I think highly of you."

Naturally, Hu Liena seized the opportunity and hurriedly offered another wave of emotional validation.

"Sister Xue'er, you're flattering me. I still have a long way to go."

"But I'll definitely work hard and learn from Sister Xue'er. When Sister Xue'er takes charge of Spirit Hall in the future, Nana will be the sharpest blade in your hand."

She said it naturally. In her view, Qian Renxue was her teacher's daughter and the direct descendant of the Qian Clan.

Once her teacher, Bibi Dong, stepped down, it was only natural for Qian Renxue to succeed her.

As for herself?

Honestly, she had no thoughts about that position.

Qian Renxue could sense the sincerity in her words, and her impression of Hu Liena improved once more. She thought, Isn't she quite good? How could she be an ungrateful wretch?

Mm, it seemed the problem was all with Bibi Dong, her teacher.

She'd ruined such a fine girl with her teaching.

Then again, that woman was an ungrateful wretch herself. What kind of disciple could she possibly teach?

A promising seedling like this still needed to be personally trained by me.

While Qian Renxue was busy figuring out how to poach her own mother's disciple, Su Ye finally finished refining this batch of medicinal power. His Soul Power broke through once again.

"Whew, level fifty-nine!"

Su Ye opened his eyes and restrained the aura around him, a smile appearing on his face.

Now this was the proper way for a transmigrator to get started.

Suppress his level? Temper his Soul Power?

Completely unnecessary. The pills naturally purified Soul Power. All he needed to do was follow the medicinal power and charge ahead with all his might.

Others worked hard in bitter cultivation, only for their Soul Power to become unstable and their foundations weak.

But I cultivated by taking pills—fast and steady.

"Huh? You broke through again? Congratulations!"

The moment Su Ye emerged from the Mandarin Duck Pot, a pleasant female voice sounded beside him. Looking up, he saw Dugu Yan, whose temperament had changed drastically, looking at him with a faint blush on her face.

Their relationship was different now, so she didn't yell and make a fuss this time. Of course, she was still somewhat shy.

"You're awake. How was your rest?"

Su Ye walked over, took her hand, and asked gently.

"Not bad. I'm a Soul Master, after all."

"Then..."

Hearing that, Su Ye raised his brows, his face full of anticipation.

Since she'd rested well, did that mean they could continue researching the great endeavor known as the Martial Soul Fusion Skill?

Dugu Yan naturally understood Su Ye's silent invitation now, and her face immediately reddened further.

She lightly thumped his chest in irritation and said coyly, "Why do you only ever think about that? Can't you be serious for once?"

"Hahaha, is that really so improper?"

Seeing that the beauty in his arms was still a little bashful, Su Ye suddenly had an idea and opened the Diary.