Rebellious Girl! The Qian Family's Number One Prodigy? Showing Off Feels Good, But the Aftermath is a Crematorium!

"No, this is far beyond that level."

Qian Daoliu's voice trembled with excitement.

The Angel Martial Soul was not the original martial soul of the Qian family, but a legacy martial soul bestowed upon them after their ancestor achieved the status of the Angel God; it was a true god-level martial soul.

And now, Qian Renxue's martial soul had actually evolved even further.

What did this mean?

Could it be that she was destined to surpass the Angel God in the future and become an even more powerful existence?

It was simply too exciting... too shocking... too unbelievable!

He had thought his granddaughter had been reduced to a cripple, but unexpectedly, the situation had taken a turn for the better.

Not only had she recovered, but she had also leaped forward to possess potential that surpassed all the ancestors of the Qian family.

For a moment, Qian Daoliu's fingers trembled with agitation.

Golden Crocodile Douluo, Azure Luan, and the other elders also had eyes shining with brilliance.

The way they looked at Qian Renxue was as if they were gazing at a rare, priceless treasure.

They could already foresee that, with her here, the future of Martial Soul Hall would surely see the arrival of a true deity.

Perhaps, even an existence more revered than the Angel God!

Feeling those long-lost, expectant gazes cast by the elders, Qian Renxue felt a bit dazed.

She had grown up under such gazes since she was a child.

Held in the palm of their hands, the center of everyone's attention, everyone said she was the pride of Martial Soul Hall and the future hope of the Qian family.

Then, five years ago, all of this shattered into pieces.

She fell into the dust, and those expectant gazes turned into disappointment, into indifference, into turning a blind eye.

So she had tried her best, wanting to regain that feeling and win back everyone's approval.

But now, as this moment truly arrived, she found that she didn't seem to be as expectant as she had imagined.

There was excitement, yes.

But it was like a wave crashing against the shore, receding in an instant to return to calm.

Then, the image of that man in the golden-threaded black robe surfaced in her mind involuntarily.

All of this... was his doing.

"Congratulations, Young Mistress, on your martial soul evolving further and being reborn!

I presume your previous hidden injuries have also recovered along with it?

With your cultivation talent, coupled with such a powerful martial soul—

it seems I shall have to hand back the title of 'Number One Genius of the Qian Family' once again."

Qian Ye's voice rang out from the crowd, carrying just the right amount of joy and a hint of self-deprecating sighing.

Although Mighty Lion Douluo had blocked the idle onlookers, Qian Ye, as the designated successor of Martial Soul Hall, was naturally not among them.

He stood behind Thousand Jun, wearing an impeccable smile on his face.

Qian Renxue frowned slightly upon hearing this.

For some reason, she had never liked this person.

It wasn't because he had taken her place, but an instinctive, inexplicable aversion.

And this remark from Qian Ye

also pulled the attention of the elders away from the super-evolved Twelve-Winged Angel

and back to a more realistic question.

"That's right, Xiaoxue, your previously lost soul power... has it recovered?"

Qian Daoliu asked with a hint of nervousness.

"I'm sure it has recovered!"

Light Feather Douluo snatched the conversation, shaking his head with excitement plastered all over his face.

"The previous loss of soul power must have been because the Martial Soul Evolution was absorbing energy! Now that the Martial Soul has successfully evolved, it will naturally return to its original state!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo, Azure Luan Douluo, and the other elders also looked at Qian Renxue in unison.

Although the massive commotion just now led them to guess that Qian Renxue had likely recovered, no one felt at ease without a definitive answer.

"It hasn't!"

Qian Renxue calmed her heart to sense her condition, then shook her head calmly.

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

"Little Xue, sense it carefully once more!"

The smile on Light Feather Douluo's face froze as he asked, unwilling to give up.

Qian Daoliu didn't say a word; he stepped forward directly and placed his hand on Qian Renxue's shoulder.

A wisp of gentle Angel Divine Power probed into her body.

Then, everyone saw it.

Qian Daoliu's complexion turned several shades paler in an instant.

Watching his changing expression, the hearts of the elders plummeted to the bottom of the abyss in an instant.

The scene fell into an eerie silence.

Qian Ye, standing among the crowd, also wore a grave expression, tinged with a hint of disbelief.

Yet deep within his heart, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next second, he put on a consoling tone and said:

"I think Senior Light Feather Douluo makes sense.

Young Mistress, the previous mysterious disappearance of your soul power must have been because your Martial Soul was on the verge of a Second Awakening, far exceeding what your body could withstand, and thus it actively absorbed and seized soul power.

Now that the Martial Soul has successfully evolved into the higher-tier Twelve-Winged Angel, this problem surely won't exist anymore.

As long as you wait for a period of time, the Young Mistress's talent will surely be fully revealed."

Qian Renxue looked calmly at Qian Ye, who appeared to be thinking for her, and did not offer any explanation.

Hearing this, the crowd was skeptical, but they followed the path he provided.

"Right, Qian Ye is right; it must be like that."

Qian Daoliu forced a smile.

"Little Xue, don't worry too much.

So much has happened tonight, and you've been through a fright, so get some good rest.

Tomorrow, we will examine your body carefully again."

After saying this, he disappeared at the end of the corridor with the other elders, carrying a sense of reluctance and desolation.

Qian Renxue stood before the shattered door, recalling the disappointment on everyone's faces and their gradually returning indifference, and for some reason—

she did not feel the usual fear, nor did she feel an urgent desire to prove herself once again.

Perhaps it was because Ling Xiao had truly fulfilled his promise to her.

The Angel Martial Soul had evolved.

And he indeed had a way to restore her cultivation.

Thus, a thought she had never experienced before, one tinged with a hint of rebellion, quietly emerged.

She chose to say nothing.

Over the next few days, Qian Daoliu and the others called Qian Renxue to the Worship Hall every day to check her body, test her Martial Soul, and inquire about her cultivation progress.

Undoubtedly, it was just as it had been before.

And the fact that she had previously gone to Martial Soul Hall to retrieve rare treasures naturally did not escape the notice of the elders.

However, Qian Renxue dismissed them all with a few words, never revealing the truth.

Every single time, watching them shift from brimming with expectation to gradually growing cold, a strange, indescribable sense of pleasure sprouted deep within Qian Renxue's heart.

She knew this was wrong, yet she found herself inexplicably fond of this rebellious feeling.

In the past, as the Young Master of Martial Soul Hall and the Crown Prince of Heaven Dou, everyone else could act as they pleased, but she was the only one who could not.

From the moment she could remember, she had carried the glory of the Qian family and the future of Martial Soul Hall on her shoulders; not a single day had belonged to her.

But now, for the first time, she tasted that long-overdue rebellion that belonged only to a young girl.

However, acting cool for a moment was satisfying, but it came with consequences.

Ling Xiao had yet to respond to her, which made her feel somewhat anxious.

Furthermore, Qian Daoliu had previously stated that he intended to strip the Angel God Suit from her.

Because of her Martial Soul Evolution, this matter had been temporarily shelved.

Yet, the issue of her disappearing soul power remained unresolved.

If Qian Daoliu were to bring up the old matter again one day, and her greatest backing was still sleeping like the dead...

Thinking of this, Qian Renxue could not help but grit her teeth in annoyance.