Qian Renxue Weeps! Is This System Broken?!

"Don't you dare call me sister!"

Qian Renxue bristled instantly, like a kitten whose tail had been stepped on.

She glared at Lin Qiu, tears finally spilling over and sliding down her fair, delicate cheeks.

"Why do you get to call her sister?"

"You stole my mother away, you stole everything that belonged to me—you're a villain!"

The more Qian Renxue spoke, the more aggrieved she became.

She sobbed, her accusations coming out in broken fragments:

"It's just... it's just that I worked so hard."

"I woke up before dawn every single day to practice my swordsmanship, until my hands were rubbed raw."

"Yet Mother never even spared me a glance."

"And you?"

"You do nothing but bask in the sun and sleep all day, you haven't even awakened your Martial Soul."

"Why does Mother treat you so well?"

"Why does she give all her love to you?"

The little girl's voice was filled with envy, jealousy, and a profound sense of helplessness.

She truly could not understand it.

She was a genius with Innate Full Soul Power of level twenty, possessing the god-tier Martial Soul, the Six-Winged Angel.

In the eyes of everyone else, she was a darling of the heavens.

Only to Bibi Dong did she feel like a superfluous burden.

In contrast, Lin Qiu had effortlessly obtained the maternal love she dreamed of.

Watching Qian Renxue's tear-streaked face, Lin Qiu couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.

He was naturally well aware of Qian Renxue's background.

These were the grudges of the previous generation, yet the retribution had fallen upon a child.

When Bibi Dong faced Qian Renxue, she saw only her past humiliation and pain, so she naturally could not offer a kind expression.

But for Qian Renxue, this was truly unfair.

Lin Qiu sighed, pulled a handkerchief from his robe, and held it out.

"Actually, Teacher has her own hidden hardships..."

"I don't want your hypocrisy!"

Qian Renxue slapped Lin Qiu's hand away, sending the handkerchief fluttering to the ground.

She took two steps back, lifted her head stubbornly, and wiped her face haphazardly with the back of her hand.

"I don't need your comfort."

"Mother said you are stronger than me in your perception of power, but I don't believe it!"

Qian Renxue's gaze turned sharp.

From her perspective, as long as she could prove she was stronger than Lin Qiu, as long as she could prove Lin Qiu was a good-for-nothing, Mother would change her mind and finally see her excellence.

It had to be that way.

It must be that Lin Qiu had used some flowery words to deceive Mother.

As long as she exposed him, everything would be better.

"Lin Qiu, I challenge you to a duel!"

Qian Renxue shouted sharply.

Lin Qiu shook his head helplessly:

"Xue'er, I don't even have a Martial Soul right now, how am I supposed to fight you?"

"You are a Soul Grand Master; it wouldn't sound very good if word got out that you were bullying a commoner."

Qian Renxue gritted her teeth and pulled two wooden swords from a nearby weapon rack.

She tossed one of them to Lin Qiu.

"I won't use my Soul Power!"

"And I won't use my Martial Soul!"

"We'll just compare swordsmanship and reflexes!"

"If I lose, then... then I will never come to bother you again."

"If you lose, you have to go tell Mother that you are inferior to me!"

Looking at the wooden sword lying at his feet, Lin Qiu couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time.

This little girl, her desire to win is truly terrifying.

He bent down to pick up the wooden sword, casually spinning it into a flourish.

"Since you want to play, then I'll play along with you."

Seeing this, Qian Renxue took a deep breath, gripped the wooden sword with both hands, and assumed an offensive stance.

Although young, she had received orthodox training at Martial Soul Hall, and her posture was quite professional.

Her eyes narrowed, she pushed off with her feet, and her entire body lunged toward Lin Qiu like an arrow released from a bow.

The wooden sword in her hand whistled through the air, thrusting straight at Lin Qiu's chest.

The very moment Qian Renxue made her move.

The system in Lin Qiu's mind let out another piercing shriek.

[Alert! Alert!]

[A Dao Palace powerhouse has launched a fatal strike against the host!]

[This attack contains terrifying power, enough to shatter mountains!]

[Please flee immediately! Please flee immediately!]

Listening to the system's hysterical warnings, then looking at the little girl in front of him, charging over with a serious face while brandishing a small wooden sword.

Lin Qiu couldn't help but want to laugh.

Shatter mountains?

This?

The system's misunderstanding of power seemed a bit profound.

However, since the system deemed this a "life-or-death crisis."

Then as long as he handled it, the rewards shouldn't be going anywhere, right?

Lin Qiu's wooden sword had only just been raised, and he hadn't even had time to set up a defensive stance.

A golden afterimage had already closed in on him.

Too fast.

For the current Lin Qiu, Qian Renxue, who possessed level 20 soul power, was moving at a speed impossible to track.

Even if his consciousness could react, this mortal body that hadn't fully grown yet simply couldn't keep up with the speed of his thoughts.

Clack!

A crisp sound of impact rang out.

Lin Qiu felt a jolt in the web of his thumb, and the wooden sword flew from his hand, tracing a parabola in the air before landing in the grass far away.

Immediately following, a soft yet irresistible force pushed against his chest.

Lin Qiu stumbled, falling backward onto a stone bench.

Even though Qian Renxue hadn't used any soul skills and had even deliberately restrained her strength.

The gap between a Soul Grand Master and an ordinary child was still like a chasm.

This was absolute suppression of power.

In his mind, the system's alarm grew increasingly shrill, as if it were trying to blow the top of Lin Qiu's head off.

[Alert! Alert!]

[The host has been severely injured by a Dao Palace powerhouse! Life is in critical condition!]

[Please burn your origin immediately and use the Blood Escape Technique to flee!]

Is this system broken?

Lin Qiu rubbed his numb wrist, directly ignoring the system's noisy clamor.

He looked up.

The wooden sword in Qian Renxue's hand was held level, the tip less than an inch from the tip of his nose.

On the little girl's exquisite face, the initial anger had mostly faded.

Replacing it was a look of astonishment, along with a trace of undisguised panic.

She hadn't expected Lin Qiu to be this weak.

Weak as a sheet of paper, breaking at the slightest touch.

In that instant just now, she had truly been afraid that she wouldn't be able to hold back her strength and would hurt this guy.

Watching Lin Qiu fall back, Qian Renxue subconsciously wanted to retract the wooden sword and step forward to check on him.

But thinking of her mother's favoritism toward him, and thinking of her own grievances from just moments ago, the foot she had just extended was abruptly pulled back.

Qian Renxue took a deep breath, trying hard to make herself look dignified.

She lifted her chin, the wooden sword in her hand trembling slightly, and pointed it at Lin Qiu:

"You lost."

The voice was crisp, carrying a hint of triumph after the victory, yet lacking the sharp edge it had held before.

Lin Qiu looked at the little girl before him who was trying so hard to act like an adult.

Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves and spilled onto her, gilding her with a golden rim of light.

That was the sacred aura brought forth by the Six-Winged Angel martial soul.

It had to be said that Qian Renxue, at this moment, truly possessed a charm that commanded admiration.

Lin Qiu blinked, his face showing not a shred of the dejection one might expect after a defeat.

On the contrary, he opened his mouth slightly, his eyes sparkling as if filled with little stars, and he gazed at Qian Renxue with an expression of pure adoration.

"Wow!"

"Sister Xue'er, that move you just made was so fast!"

"I hadn't even seen it clearly before my sword was knocked flying by you!"