Eight-Winged Blazing Light Holy Angel

After applying the healing salve, Dugu Yan asked in some confusion:

"Grandpa Chrysanthemum, Lin Huai just fought with his Martial Soul. How could it not be an external Martial Soul?"

Hearing Dugu Yan's affectionate nickname, Yue Guan couldn't stop smiling.

He applied more of the specially made salve to Lin Huai with one hand, then passed a bottle to Dugu Yan.

"Good girl, Xiao Yan. This salve is for you. It's much better than your grandpa's."

"After you apply it, you won't have any scars the next day."

Dugu Bo couldn't be bothered to humor the childish old man.

Images from last year, when he'd tried cultivating his Martial Soul, surfaced in Lin Huai's mind.

"I don't think I ever actually tried Martial Soul Possession."

Lin Huai then summoned Malenia.

He circulated his Soul Power and attempted Martial Soul Possession.

"Martial Soul, Possession!"

Although his Martial Soul didn't merge with him,

an Arm Guard and Prosthetic Blade appeared on Lin Huai's right hand once again.

A Winged Helm identical to Malenia's also appeared on his face.

His Soul Ring lit up again. With the Winged Helm amplifying his senses, Lin Huai was confident he could control his First Soul Skill's full-power boost.

"Elder Chrysanthemum, let me try out my Soul Skill."

A pale-yellow Soul Power barrier appeared in front of Yue Guan.

At full speed, Lin Huai slashed at the barrier.

The recoil sent him stumbling two steps backward.

He gazed at the blade still in his right hand, his face full of delight.

He repeatedly clenched and unclenched his fist. Even at three times his speed, his muscles didn't feel strained. It seemed his body had also been strengthened to a suitable degree.

Yue Guan's astonished voice reached his ears.

"Little Huai, your Martial Soul is just ridiculous!"

"Not only can you partially use Martial Soul Possession, you can also use it as an external Martial Soul."

"When you duel other people in the future, you'll be able to fight two against one."

Lin Huai waved the Prosthetic Blade in his hand.

"Elder Chrysanthemum, what level do you think this blade is when I use Possession?"

Yue Guan recalled the attack just now.

"It can absolutely be considered a top-tier weapon Martial Soul."

"Even compared to the Seven Kill Sword, it's every bit as good."

Lin Huai ended his Martial Soul Possession.

"Elder Chrysanthemum, want to try taking an attack from my Martial Soul?"

Yue Guan curled his lip.

"Go ahead. You think a Soul Master can break through my defense?"

Malenia lowered her body slightly, holding her blade behind her with her right hand.

(Cough, cough... This is a bit rough, so please don't mind.)

Malenia appeared before Chrysanthemum Douluo as if she'd blinked into existence, her heavy slash driving straight at him.

Feeling the terrifying force behind it, Yue Guan thought, This is bad.

His fifth Soul Ring flashed, and he swiftly released his Soul Skill.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Golden Glazed Body!"

A gigantic glazed chrysanthemum appeared in front of Yue Guan.

Like a hot knife through butter, the slash effortlessly cut through the first Soul Power barrier.

It struck the glazed chrysanthemum directly and cleaved through most of it before finally slowing to a stop.

Lin Huai excitedly withdrew his Martial Soul.

When he'd struck Yue Guan's defensive Soul Skill, Soul Power had surged rapidly through Lin Huai's body.

He couldn't absorb it directly, but it meant that Malenia's Martial Soul could fight without consuming Soul Power.

Yue Guan's voice trembled.

"A... divine weapon?"

Dugu Bo and his granddaughter stared at Lin Huai with wide eyes, too.

Lin Huai immediately composed himself and waved a hand modestly. "Don't be surprised. I'm just a little Soul Master with Innate Full Soul Power, a thousand-two-hundred-year First Soul Ring, and a Martial Soul that comes with a divine weapon. It's nothing special."

Hearing such an outrageous boast, Dugu Yan said,

"So this is what you're like, Lin Huai!"

Then she tugged on Dugu Bo's clothes.

"Grandpa, let's go hunt for a Soul Ring. I don't want to look at him right now."

Dugu Bo put away his complicated expression and left with Dugu Yan.

Yue Guan paid no mind to Lin Huai's words. They were hard to believe, but they were true.

"Little Huai..."

Lin Huai answered Yue Guan seriously.

"It's a divine weapon. Otherwise, I wouldn't have joked before about becoming a god. Because I really might."

"But since it's a divine weapon, how come it didn't cut straight through your Soul Skill?"

Yue Guan rolled his eyes.

"Do you think holding a divine weapon makes you invincible?"

"Could a three-year-old child kill an adult with a knife?"

"And your own level is too low, so your Martial Soul can't unleash its full power."

Before Lin Huai could speak again, Yue Guan drifted off toward the Immortal Herbs.

However, with his back to Lin Huai, Yue Guan's expression was grave.

The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul wasn't even this outrageous!

He was a Titled Douluo, yet by this measure, Lin Huai's Martial Soul could already kill a Soul King.

As Yue Guan pondered this, he realized he'd drifted right over to the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum.

He plucked it on the spot and swallowed it.

Watching Yue Guan float away, Lin Huai examined his dantian.

He noticed the Soul Power that had been absorbed through Lianlian.

Lin Huai immediately used Martial Soul Possession and practiced his swordsmanship with his Martial Soul's boost.

An hour after Yue Guan finished absorbing the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum,

the cocoon of light surrounding Qian Renxue suddenly expanded. Waves of heat were neutralized by Qian Daoliu's Soul Power.

Then a hundred-meter-tall phantom of the Angel God appeared.

As the cocoon of light began to shrink, the enormous phantom of the Angel God changed as well.

The armor on her body grew more dazzling, and a fourth pair of golden wings slowly appeared behind her. Golden-red flames also sprang up along the edges of the Angel Holy Sword in her hand and her wings.

Everyone present seemed to hear her name—

Eight-Winged Blazing Light Holy Angel!

Yue Guan would swear to the heavens: all the astonishment he'd accumulated over the first half of his life couldn't compare to what he'd witnessed over these past two days.

A god-level Martial Soul could mutate?

Who could've ever imagined that!

Once the cocoon of light had fully contracted, the angel phantom in midair vanished along with it.

Qian Renxue appeared in her Martial Soul Possession form.

Dazzling armor covered her from head to toe.

Without saying a word, she flapped both pairs of wings and flew toward the small wooden hut Dugu Bo had built.

Qian Renxue's appearance came to mind.

No wonder it felt so breezy. Her clothes must've burned off.

Seeing Qian Daoliu walk over excitedly,

Lin Huai asked a question that could get him killed.

"Teacher, what's Sister Xiao Xue's relationship with the Pope? I feel like they look a little alike."

Yue Guan's heart lurched at those words.

My ancestor, if you want to die, don't take me with you!

Qian Daoliu fell silent. Before he could speak, a voice came from nearby.

"Bibi Dong is my mother."

After approaching, Qian Renxue ignored Lin Huai and stared straight at Qian Daoliu.

"Grandpa, I think I should know why she doesn't like me."

"I'm already sixteen!"

Yue Guan did his best to rein in his presence, wishing he could bury himself in the ground. (In theory, Chrysanthemum Douluo should know the general details. The original text seems to say that he doesn't know Bibi Dong was forced in the secret chamber [uncertain].)

Qian Daoliu waved his hand, raising an especially thick Soul Power barrier.

It enclosed Lin Huai and Qian Renxue.

He sighed.

"Xiao Xue."

"Are you sure you want to know?"

Lin Huai timidly raised a hand.

"Teacher, am I allowed to hear this?"

Qian Renxue pulled Lin Huai into her arms.

"Since you've accepted me as your older sister, you're staying right here. Don't tell me you're thinking of stabbing me in the back?"

"It's all right, Little Huai. Just listen. You can help comfort Xiao Xue, too."