Qian Xunji Heavily Injured

Amidst the fulfilling daily cultivation, Lin Beiya could always sense a trace of heaviness deep within his heart.

This feeling reached its peak when Qian Renxue told him that Qian Xunji was about to lead four Titled Douluo to a remote town on the border of the Heaven Dou Empire to capture a shapeshifted soul beast.

Lin Beiya knew that the major event destined to shake the entire continent had quietly arrived, and that God King Tang, whose reputation was questionable at best, was about to descend upon the Douluo Continent.

"Beiya, once our cultivation levels improve, we should also go and capture those soul beasts and fallen ones who are wreaking havoc in the human world."

This was, after all, the duty of Martial Soul Hall; it was only natural for the little angel to take this as her own responsibility. Looking at the young girl, whose eyes were filled with anticipation for the future, Lin Beiya felt a pang of unbearable sympathy in his heart.

"Alright, in the future, we will capture those fallen ones together."

Qian Renxue's positive attitude did not last long. Ten days later, news spread like wildfire that the Pope had clashed with Tang Hao, one of the Clear Sky Twin Stars, and had been severely wounded.

Two of the four Titled Douluo who accompanied him had died, and the remaining two were likely Chrysanthemum and Ghost.

Counting the severely injured Qian Xunji, this expedition had been a heavy loss for Martial Soul Hall.

The prestige of the Clear Sky Sect and Tang Hao reached an unprecedented height, while the authority of Martial Soul Hall plummeted to freezing point. Fallen ones who had previously dared not show their faces across the land began to seize this opportunity to emerge, stirring up bloody storms across the continent.

When Lin Beiya saw Qian Renxue again, it had already been three days since Qian Xunji dragged his heavily wounded body back to Martial Soul Hall.

The little blonde's eyes were bloodshot; she clearly hadn't closed them for several nights.

"Is the Pope's injury very severe?"

"Yes, the healing soul masters said he might need at least a full year of recuperation, and there is no guarantee he will be able to return to his peak state."

"Father is so proud; for him, this is..."

Lin Beiya nodded. It was only normal for the injury to be severe; otherwise, how could Bibi Dong have devoured Qian Xunji while only at the Soul Douluo level, even if the other party's guard was down?

For some reason, seeing Qian Renxue's withered appearance, a flash of heartache struck Lin Beiya for no apparent reason.

After much deliberation, he actually came up with a way to break the cycle.

"Xiao Xue, the Aries Gold Cloth can increase a person's recovery ability. Although the effect isn't very strong at the moment, it is better than nothing."

Hearing this, Qian Renxue's red, swollen eyes lit up instantly. She stood up and lunged into Lin Beiya's arms.

Stunned for a moment, Lin Beiya tightened his arms and patted the jade-like back before him.

After a long while, Qian Renxue's cheeks flushed slightly. She pulled away from Lin Beiya's embrace and said joyfully:

"Beiya, I will go lend the Aries Sacred Cloth to Father right now. I think it will be able to help him."

"Mm, go ahead."

Watching the little angel's hurried back as she left, Lin Beiya felt a complex mix of emotions.

He was not doing this simply to help Qian Xunji recover from his injuries; he wanted to see if, with the cultivation of a Titled Douluo, the other party could use the Crystal Wall to withstand the coming calamity.

If Qian Xunji did not die, then Qian Renxue would likely not feel the need to prove herself by going to the Heaven Dou Empire to act as an undercover agent, and Qian Daoliu would not have tacitly allowed it out of fear that Bibi Dong would harm his granddaughter.

Douluo II had already proven with facts that even if Qian Renxue did not intervene, the nobles of the Heaven Dou Empire would have destroyed themselves on their own.

Even if they didn't use the power of Martial Soul Hall to crush them, waiting for the enemy to fall into civil strife before striking would be better than letting the little angel waste her best years.

Inside the side hall on the east side of the Pope Hall, the injured Qian Xunji was recuperating.

Qian Renxue's journey was unobstructed, and she soon knocked on the door.

"Father, are you alright?"

"Xiao Xue? Cough... cough... Come... come in."

As the door opened, the little angel hurried to her father's side. Looking at Qian Xunji's bloodless face, Qian Renxue felt another pang of pain in her heart.

But she did not forget the purpose of her visit and quickly took out the Gold Card representing Aries.

"Father, try injecting your soul power into this."

"Cough... cough... What is this?"

"It is Beiya's Sacred Cloth. It can directly increase one's physical recovery ability by nearly twenty percent. Wearing it for a long time might be good for your injuries."

"Oh? That little fellow's martial soul has such an effect?"

Qian Xunji struggled to sit up, his pale complexion unable to hide the surprise in his eyes.

Although he did not believe that the martial soul of a mere Soul Grand Master could help his injuries, he decided to give it a try, if only to avoid discouraging his daughter's enthusiasm.

"Alright, it is rare for Xiao Xue to know how to worry about your father."

"Father, if you keep teasing me, I won't talk to you anymore. Just hurry up and try it."

Qian Renxue pouted, clearly dissatisfied with her father's teasing.

Nodding, Qian Xunji did not hesitate further and injected his soul power into the Gold Card in his hand.

As the Aries Gold Cloth manifested, Qian Xunji's expression slowly shifted from perfunctory to deep shock.

Not to mention the all-around enhancement this armor provided to his body, he could feel a force slowly promoting the self-repair of his injuries. This was likely the recovery boost his daughter had mentioned; although the healing speed was very slow, it was indeed repairing him.

"I didn't expect it to actually be effective."

"Really, Father? That's wonderful!"

Hearing that the Aries Sacred Cloth could indeed help with her father's injuries, Qian Renxue immediately became overjoyed. Then, as if remembering something, she stomped her foot and looked at Qian Xunji with dissatisfaction.

"Father, what do you mean 'really effective'? Are you saying you didn't believe me when I told you before?"

"Uh..."

Qian Xunji knew he had spoken carelessly and didn't know how to appease a child, leaving him awkward.

Fortunately, seeing her father's injuries, Qian Renxue decided not to throw a tantrum. She snorted and said, "Since it's effective, Father, you wear it for now. Hurry up and return it to me once you're healed. I still need it for my training!"

"Hahaha! Alright, your father will get better very soon."

Perhaps sensing his daughter's concern, or perhaps due to the Sacred Cloth's effect, Qian Xunji's complexion seemed to improve. After a brief chat between father and daughter, Qian Renxue took her leave.

Returning to the training grounds and finding Lin Beiya, Qian Renxue excitedly recounted the news.

"Beiya, the Sacred Cloth really helps Father's injuries! Thank you so much."

"That's good."

Lin Beiya looked at the little angel, whose mood had clearly improved, and felt a slight relief.

The Sacred Cloth has been lent to you; whether you can save your life with your combat skills depends on your own fortune.

Refusing Lin Beiya's suggestion to rest, the little angel immediately began her training for the day with Lin Beiya.

Meanwhile, in the Saintess Hall, not far from Qian Xunji's residence, Bibi Dong was deep in thought, her eyes bloodshot.

"I didn't expect Tang Hao to have such strength. It seems my plan to obtain a 100,000-year spirit ring is now out of the question."

"However, Qian Xunji, once I confirm you are truly heavily injured, we can settle this score properly."

"My good teacher..."

Gloomy and bloodthirsty – it was hard to associate these negative terms with Bibi Dong's stunning beauty, yet the reality was precisely so.