Preparing for Enrollment

The progress of his spirit power cultivation was quite gratifying. When he had just finished absorbing his spirit ring, Lin Beiya's spirit power was at level 12 and a half. Counting the continuous cultivation during his journey and the few days since his return, he had quietly touched the threshold of level 13; he estimated that in another week, it would naturally fall into place.

After getting up and finishing the breakfast delivered by the maid, Lin Beiya walked toward the garden pavilion.

Just as he approached, he spotted Qian Renxue peering out from over there, and Lin Beiya smiled and waved at her.

"You're quite early every day."

"Hmph, do you think everyone is like you, you big sleepyhead?"

Shrugging, Lin Beiya didn't mind the nickname the little girl had given him; instead, he asked about the matter he cared about.

"Do you know how to enroll in the Spirit Academy?"

"Huh? Why do you want to go there? If you want to learn, I can talk to Grandpa and have him invite special teachers to instruct you."

Lin Beiya shook his head and declined her kindness. Seeing her expression darken slightly, he hurriedly explained:

"I had a friend I grew up with at the orphanage, and we promised to go to the Spirit Academy together. Besides, the Grand Pontiff has already agreed to it."

"I see. How is your friend's talent?"

Seeing that Qian Renxue had the intention of giving Shi Tou special treatment as well, Lin Beiya quickly waved his hand to refuse.

"Better not. Although Shi Tou's talent is decent, it's clearly not enough to join Douluo Hall. Let's not add trouble for the old man."

"I'm only going there to attend classes; I'll still be living and eating at Douluo Hall."

"Alright then, I'll go talk to Grandpa and have him send someone to take you to register."

Hearing this, Qian Renxue stopped insisting. In any case, he wasn't moving to the Spirit Academy to live, and since Douluo Hall wasn't far from the Spirit Academy, it was only a few dozen minutes of travel back and forth.

"Then many thanks, Young Miss."

"Pfft!"

Qian Renxue felt somewhat dissatisfied with Lin Beiya reverting to calling her "Young Miss," especially since he had been calling her "Xiao Xue" just fine yesterday.

Lin Beiya, who had been single in his past life, didn't notice the little girl's displeasure. However, since he had troubled someone, he still needed to provide the appropriate benefits. The Athena Statue appeared in his hand, transformed into a golden stream of light that shot toward the sky, and the Aries Gold Cloth suddenly appeared before their eyes.

Sure enough, seeing the Golden Ram, the little angel immediately cast that bit of unhappiness to the back of her mind, revealing a look of pleasant surprise.

"Can I wear it now?"

"Of course. I brought it out for you to wear. Just return it to me tonight."

"Great! I'm going to wear it to show Grandpa."

Injecting spirit power into the Sacred Cloth, the Aries Sacred Cloth immediately attached itself to her. The little angel lowered her head to inspect it, then nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing her turn around and prepare to run toward the Angel Temple, Lin Beiya hurriedly stopped her; he still had some ideas that needed verification.

"Right, Xiao Xue, try to see if you can still use your Angel Martial Soul while wearing the Sacred Cloth."

"Oh? Let me try."

Hearing this, the little angel didn't object. In fact, she was very curious herself, so she closed her eyes and began to communicate with her martial soul.

As three pairs of golden wings appeared behind Qian Renxue, who was clad in the Gold Cloth, two yellow spirit rings also rose quietly. The heart Lin Beiya had been holding in his throat instantly settled back into his chest.

If she couldn't use her own martial soul while using the Sacred Cloth, the limitations would be too great. Now, it seemed this wasn't an issue.

"I can use my own martial soul! It seems the amplification and those combat techniques of the Sacred Cloth are additional bonuses."

"I'll go find Grandpa and help you talk about the enrollment."

"Then many thanks."

"You're welcome, consider it the rental fee for the Sacred Cloth!"

Watching the little angel rush toward the Angel Temple in a flurry, Lin Beiya shook his head helplessly, thinking to himself: You just want to show off the Sacred Cloth, don't you!

With the Gold Cloth on her body, the little angel left crisp footsteps as she ran, drawing the gazes of the busy servants nearby.

Entering the temple and seeing the old man sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed at the head of the hall, Qian Renxue hurried forward and called out.

"Grandpa, Grandpa!"

"What is it, Xiao Xue... Hmm?"

Qian Daoliu, who had long sensed his granddaughter's arrival, opened his eyes with a smile, only to be surprised to find a little angel in golden armor before him.

"You are... Beiya's armor can actually be worn by you?"

"That's right, that's right! And that's not all. Grandpa, look."

Qian Renxue was very satisfied with her grandfather's astonishment. She then summoned a wall of light in front of her like she was presenting a treasure, which made the old man's jaw drop even further.

"You can even use those combat techniques?"

"That's right, including Starlight Extinction, I can use it too. It's just that I can't perform it after taking off the Sacred Cloth."

Speaking of this, the little angel looked a bit disappointed. Such a good Sacred Cloth wasn't hers, after all, and she had to return it to Lin Beiya at night. However, he seemed to have said that as his cultivation improved, different Sacred Cloths would be born in the future. As a good friend, it wouldn't be too much to keep one set for a long time, right?

Thinking of this, the gloom on Qian Renxue's face immediately dissipated.

Qian Daoliu didn't pay attention to his granddaughter's change in mood; instead, he began to re-evaluate the importance of the child, Lin Beiya.

If only he himself could use the Sacred Cloth, then Lin Beiya would merely be an object with excellent talent worth cultivating. But now that the Sacred Cloth could be given to others to use, this undoubtedly raised the boy's status in his mind to an infinite degree.

The four words "an army of one" quickly surfaced in Qian Daoliu's mind, and this was no ordinary army, but a force composed of high-tier combatants.

Qian Daoliu already understood the bonus the Gold Cloth provided to a spirit master; a ten percent increase to all attributes seemed unremarkable, but he did not believe for a second that this boost wouldn't grow stronger as Lin Beiya increased his cultivation.

"Xiaoxue, you should maintain a good relationship with Lin Beiya; he will become your right-hand man after you take over Martial Soul Hall."

"What 'take over Martial Soul Hall'? Isn't Father still in the prime of his life? Why would I consider such things?"

At this stage, although Qian Xunji had not led Martial Soul Hall to greater glory, his administration was steady and without major errors, and the little angel had never considered succeeding her father.

Watching his granddaughter's dismissive expression, Qian Daoliu shook his head helplessly; she was still too young, and it was indeed too early to discuss such matters.

"Fine, let's not mention that for now. I will have someone arrange Beiya's enrollment; he can go directly to the dean of the primary academy."

"Alright, Grandfather, I'll go tell him right now."

Watching Qian Renxue leave in a flurry, Qian Daoliu could only shake his head helplessly, wondering when she would finally become a qualified successor to the Angel God.

As for Lin Beiya's intention to report to Spirit Academy, he was very clear on it and felt no aversion to the decision; in his view, this was a sign that Lin Beiya was a person of sentiment and righteousness who kept his promises.

Only by cultivating such a person would one not have to fear him becoming an ingrate like someone else.

That's right, he was referring to a certain saintess of Martial Soul Hall; having just returned from that evil place, the baleful aura radiating from her was enough to knock an ordinary person over, and he truly didn't know what to do about her.