The Fallen Genius! Qian Renxue's Soul Bone Dug Out?! Qian Daoliu's Shifting Face!

"Soul power, level 3!"

Following Golden Crocodile Douluo's announcement, the entire Worship Hall fell into a deathly silence.

Qian Renxue stared at that soul power crystal ball.

The faint glimmer remaining inside was like a candle in the wind, ready to extinguish at any moment, much like the last shred of her pride.

She slowly withdrew her palm, tucked it into her sleeve, lowered her head, and said nothing.

She turned and walked toward the hall exit.

However, the hand inside her sleeve was already clenched into a fist, her fingernails digging deep into her palm, yet she seemed not to notice.

Five years ago, she was still in the Heaven Dou Empire executing her infiltration mission.

One morning, upon waking up, her soul power had mysteriously plummeted from the Soul King realm to a Soul Elder.

It was as if an invisible hole had been torn in her body; no matter how many heavenly treasures she consumed or how frantically she cultivated, her soul power continued to dissipate in that bizarre fashion.

Poison Thorn Douluo and Snake Lance Douluo were frightened out of their wits, checking her over countless times without finding any cause.

They even suspected she had been struck by some malicious soul skill, secretly rushing her back to Martial Soul Hall overnight.

Yet, even with the combined power of the entire Martial Soul Hall, there was no solution.

Not even when Qian Daoliu personally intervened, invoking the power of the Angel God to baptize her, could it be changed.

"Xiaoxue..."

Watching the young girl's dejected back, Light Feather Douluo raised his hand, wanting to offer some comfort, but the words stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single syllable.

The other titled elders could not help but sigh inwardly.

With innate soul power of level 20, she was the most dazzling genius in the history of Martial Soul Hall, the girl they had watched grow up, yet now...

Even though they had long guessed the outcome, when they truly witnessed this scene, they still felt a pang in their hearts, unable to bear looking any longer, and turned their heads away one by one.

Just then, a voice devoid of ripples suddenly rang out:

"Since Xiaoxue is here today, it is perfect; I have an announcement to make."

The one speaking was Qian Daoliu.

He stood beneath the towering statue of the Angel God, his expression cold and stern.

The gazes of the titled elders snapped toward him, and even Qian Renxue's footsteps involuntarily faltered.

"Three days from now, I will transfer the Angel God Suit from Xiaoxue and bestow it upon Qian Ye!"

As the words fell, the entire hall became deathly quiet.

"I do not agree!"

Light Feather Douluo's eyes widened in fury, and he was the first to leap up.

"Big Brother! Xiaoxue is your own granddaughter! How could you treat her like this?"

"Soul bones! After stripping her of her soul bones, will she even have a life left?"

"How could you be so heartless!"

Following closely behind, a handsome young man wearing golden robes, with the Six-Winged Angel family crest embroidered on his chest, stepped quickly from behind the elders, knelt heavily on the ground, his voice agitated and earnest:

"Great Elder, this must not be done!"

"I know you are thinking of the future of Martial Soul Hall, but if it requires sacrificing the Young Mistress, I absolutely cannot do it, and I will never agree to it!"

Qian Renxue also spun around abruptly, looking at Qian Daoliu in disbelief, a glimmer of hope still lingering in the depths of her eyes, wishing she had misheard.

Yet, Qian Daoliu did not even glance at her, his gaze remaining coldly fixed straight ahead.

"The Angel God Suit is not only the supreme treasure of our Qian family, but also the heirloom of Martial Soul Hall. How can we jeopardize the interests of the entire Martial Soul Hall for the sake of one person?"

Qian Daoliu seemed to have considered everything thoroughly, speaking without a hint of hesitation.

"As for Xiaoxue's safety..."

"Under normal circumstances, stripping soul bones leads to a regression in cultivation at best, and the loss of life at worst, but with the protection of the Angel God's power, her life will naturally be preserved!"

"Grandfather..."

Hearing these words, the tears swirling in Qian Renxue's eyes finally fell, unable to be held back any longer.

She wiped away her tears, turned abruptly, and stumbled as she rushed out.

"Xiaoxue! Your grandfather, he—"

Light Feather Douluo watched the direction Qian Renxue had fled, stomping his feet in anxiety, but in the blink of an eye, she was already gone.

"Third Brother... Second Brother... won't you at least try to persuade Big Brother!!!"

However, Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others acted as if they hadn't heard, coldly turning their faces away.

Before this, Qian Daoliu had already consulted with some of them, and everyone had reached their own conclusions.

Furthermore, Some had long since stood on the side of Qian Ye, So naturally, there was even less reason for them to speak up and intervene now.

"If she loses the Angel God Suit, how is Xiaoxue supposed to carry out her infiltration mission in the Heaven Dou Empire?"

Light Feather Douluo's voice was urgent; he was still making a final plea for Qian Renxue.

Qian Daoliu, however, remained calm as he spoke:

"The camouflage effect of the Angel God Suit will be the same once it is handed over to Qian Ye."

"Enough, my mind is made up on this matter; say no more!"

"Big Brother, you, all of you... sigh!"

Light Feather Douluo pointed a trembling finger at Qian Daoliu and the other enshrined elders, but after a long while, he couldn't utter another word.

He could only stomp his foot heavily, flick his sleeves in anger, and depart.

Qian Daoliu stood beneath the statue of the Angel God, silently watching the direction the two had left in, without the slightest intention of stopping them.

The holy light of the Angel God poured down upon him like a waterfall, enveloping him from head to toe in a halo, yet he could no longer feel a shred of warmth.

Qian Renxue was his only granddaughter, the apple of his eye whom he had watched grow up.

To strip her of her spirit bones, how was that any different from digging out his own heart?

But he had no choice but to do it.

Because he felt he could no longer suppress that woman.

Originally, he had poured all his hopes into Qian Renxue, keeping her away from Martial Soul Hall to cultivate in peace, while he personally monitored Bibi Dong, using heavy administrative burdens to slow her cultivation progress.

Everything had been within his control.

As long as Qian Renxue became a god first, every problem would be easily solved.

But things had gone wrong on Qian Renxue's end!

One move affected the whole situation;

the lack of a successor in the Qian family had allowed Bibi Dong's influence to grow daily, putting ever-increasing pressure on him and showing signs of shaking the very foundations of Martial Soul Hall.

Thus, he had to change his plans.

He intended to perish together with Bibi Dong, trading his old life for peace within Martial Soul Hall.

Yet the only thing he could not let go of was Qian Renxue, and the Qian family.

Once he died, Qian Renxue, possessing the Angel God Suit but unable to cultivate, would surely become a target for everyone.

And without a supreme powerhouse to hold the line, the Qian family would inevitably lose their voice within Martial Soul Hall.

Fortunately, the Angel favored their Qian family and had left a glimmer of hope.

Qian Daoliu slowly cast his gaze toward the young man kneeling on the ground, whose back was tensed with nervousness, his tone softening slightly:

"Good child, rise. In the future, you must never forget the ancestral teachings of the Qian family and must promote the glory of the Angel."

"I will strictly follow the Great Elder's instructions! Qian Ye will surely engrave them in his heart, never daring to forget them even in death, and will surely protect the Young Mistress with his life!"

Qian Ye stood up, promising respectfully and solemnly.

He naturally understood that Qian Daoliu was extracting a favor from him on behalf of Qian Renxue.

He was to protect her in the future.

But... how could that be?

He was only a year or two older than Qian Renxue, and before she awakened her martial soul, he had been the number one genius of the Qian family.

Yet, Qian Renxue's innate soul power of level twenty had instantly stolen all his radiance, pressing down on him until he couldn't catch his breath!

It had turned him into a mere background character overnight.

That resentment, that sliver of unwillingness, He had endured for over a decade.

And now, he had finally gotten his wish!

But this was merely his first step.

As long as Qian Daoliu remained, He would always remain as humble as ever, but he did not believe that this old fellow could live forever!

Seeing him so sensible, the heart Qian Daoliu had been holding in his throat finally settled.

Without the Angel Set, And with the care of Qian Ye, the successor of Martial Soul Hall, Plus his own deliberate distancing, It wouldn't be long before Xiaoxue faded from the public eye, living out the rest of her life in peace and safety.

Deep love leads to long-term planning.

As for those misunderstandings... let them remain misunderstandings forever!

Lest the day come when he falls, And he adds yet another layer of sorrow to her life for nothing!