Ah-! Teacher, Give Me Back My Innocence! The Offerings Get Torn to Shreds! Qian Daoliu Is Shocked

Inside the bathtub.

The unconscious Qian Renxue slowly opened her eyes.

"Did I... succeed?"

She was still a little dazed.

In her memory, she had failed to break through at the last moment. Unable to withstand the intense pain, she had fainted on the spot.

But now,

a warm current flowed slowly through her body.

Her soul, exhausted and weakened by years of unrelenting pressure, felt as if it had been nourished by a fresh spring. She had never felt so refreshed.

But before she could sort out her thoughts—

Several powerful auras suddenly descended.

The door burst open.

Qian Renxue instinctively tried to get up and dodge.

But the next second, the sensation of bathwater sliding off her body made her realize—

She was in the bathtub.

And completely naked.

"Ah—!"

Qian Renxue screamed.

In that instant, a burst of white light erupted, enveloping the entire bathroom.

Not only could she not open her eyes,

but Qian Daoliu, Golden Crocodile Douluo, and the others, who had yet to cross the threshold, were blinded by the light as well.

They all instinctively raised their hands to shield their eyes, their feet skidding to a halt.

A moment later,

the strange white light abruptly vanished, as if it had never existed.

Recovering from her shock and scream, Qian Renxue looked down.

Somehow, several thick bathrobes had already been wrapped around her,

bundling her up from head to toe.

"Xiao Xue! Are you all right? What just happened?"

Qian Daoliu was the first to rush into the room.

After witnessing the strange phenomenon and sudden white light, and hearing Qian Renxue's scream,

even the usually composed Qian Daoliu grew tense.

"Exactly. Was that enormous angelic apparition just now caused by you?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo hurriedly asked as well.

But Qian Renxue didn't take in a word anyone said.

All she could think about was—

Where had this bathrobe come from?

"It was Teacher. He must have put it around me."

"Then just now... did Teacher see me naked?"

"And when my Martial Soul evolved earlier, I'd clearly failed. It must have been Teacher who stepped in."

"When he did, I was still in the bathtub, so at that time..."

"T-two times. He saw me naked twice!"

"Ahhhhh, this is so embarrassing!"

Qian Renxue covered her burning-red cheeks,

wishing she could curl up inside the bathtub and hide there forever. Beneath her bathrobe, her toes curled tightly against the tub's bottom. She was dying of shame.

"Teacher! Come out! Come out and explain yourself!"

She yelled in her mind, gnashing her teeth.

"Ahem—"

"Earlier, I exhausted myself refining spirit liquid for you, so I must enter seclusion immediately."

Ling Xiao's weak yet righteous-sounding voice came from her sea of consciousness:

"Don't come looking for me during this time!"

Qian Renxue didn't believe a word of his excuse. She wailed inwardly in despair:

"Teacher, you went back on your word! You're shameless! Give me back my innocence... sob!"

But to everyone else,

Qian Renxue was simply standing beside the bathtub, wrapped in a bathrobe,

her face turning red, then pale,

her expression shifting unpredictably as she stood there without saying a word.

She looked... like she was of two minds, had water in her brain, or had suffered a cultivation mishap!

Qian Daoliu's heart tightened. He didn't care about anything else and reached out to check on her.

A sharp smack rang out.

Qian Renxue suddenly snapped out of it and slapped his hand away.

"What are you doing?! I was bathing, and you barged in! What do you think you're doing?!"

All the anger she had bottled up poured out at Qian Daoliu and the other offerings.

"Get out! All of you, get out!"

The group of old men froze at her shout.

Then they noticed the bathrobe wrapped tightly around her and the water still dripping from the ends of her wet hair,

and only then did they realize what a stupid thing they'd done.

Their weather-beaten faces flushed red,

and they wished the floor would split open and swallow them whole.

"Xiao Xue, listen to me. We were worried about you because of the strange phenomenon just now. We had no choice but to barge in..."

Qian Daoliu tried to explain, grimacing.

But Qian Renxue didn't give him a chance to finish:

"I don't want to hear it!"

"Get out! All of you, get out!"

The offerings knew they were in the wrong. Breaking into a young woman's room in the middle of the night—

it was utterly mortifying.

They hurriedly bowed and backed out of the room.

As Light Feather Douluo left, he even thoughtfully used his Soul Power to piece together the door panels that had been smashed apart, barely managing to cover the doorway.

Outside in the corridor,

the old men stared at one another, so awkward that the air itself seemed to freeze.

"Fourth, honestly!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo pointed at Mighty Lion Douluo, exasperated.

"Couldn't you stop acting so recklessly? You've made us all look like fools!"

Mighty Lion Douluo was no spring chicken, but Golden Crocodile Douluo was older still.

Besides, he really was the one who had kicked the door in,

so he could only lower his head in shame, not daring to argue.

The other elders also cast reproachful looks his way.

"Big Brother, you all wait here. I'll go chase off those little brats who don't know their place."

Mighty Lion Douluo couldn't stand staying there any longer.

He sensed several auras closing in around them and seized on them like a drowning man grasping at a lifeline, fleeing the scene at once.

The corridor fell silent, and the awkwardness grew even heavier.

Qian Daoliu also felt rather embarrassed.

But compared with this minor incident, he was more worried about what had happened to his granddaughter.

Fortunately, they didn't have to wait long.

After freshening up and getting dressed, Qian Renxue opened the door.

"Well? Why have you come looking for me in the middle of the night?"

She knew what they wanted, but because of their rash actions just now,

as well as their coldness toward her in the Worship Hall and the distance that had gradually grown between them over the past few years, all her feelings had piled up.

Facing these elders she had once respected, she no longer felt the reverence and closeness she once had.

"Xiao Xue, that Twelve-Winged Angel just now..."

Qian Daoliu ignored the details and spoke first.

Before he could finish, Qian Renxue cut him off coldly:

"If there's no other explanation, then I caused it."

Perhaps she was afraid they would take their anger out on Ling Xiao, or perhaps there was some other reason she couldn't quite explain.

She didn't mention Ling Xiao's existence,

and attributed everything to an accident—one that had happened because of her.

"I fell asleep while I was bathing. When I woke up, my Martial Soul had already changed."

As she spoke, she summoned her Martial Soul with a thought.

Six pairs of snow-white, sacred wings slowly unfolded behind her,

each feather shimmering with a pale golden holy radiance.

At the same time,

the phantom of a sacred angel, about two meters tall, took shape behind her.

Its face bore a strong resemblance to hers, and it wore ornate golden armor.

Six pairs of wings unfurled behind it as well, surrounded by divine light so brilliant that no one dared look directly at it.

"Yes... this is the aura! This is it!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo cried out,

unable to hide his shock, despite always being so steady and composed.

"It's the same origin as the Six-Winged Angel, but it's even more... oppressive than Big Brother's Martial Soul!"

At close range, the hierarchical suppression emanating from deep within the Martial Soul became all the more unmistakable.

It was like an ant facing a dragon, making them afraid even to breathe.