Spirit Hall.
The annual Awakening Day.
Ying Chengfeng arrived at the Awakening Hall early.
He had already awakened his Martial Soul last year.
And the Martial Soul he awakened was one that couldn't absorb Soul Rings.
He was here today mainly to watch Qian Renxue awaken her Martial Soul.
As the grandson of Azure Luan Elder, seven-year-old Ying Chengfeng already had the looks of a cool, handsome young man.
But when he thought about what he was about to do, he felt a little nervous.
That was right. He was about to do something that would seriously offend Spirit Hall!
Ying Chengfeng was also a Blue Star native who had been reincarnated in the womb.
Last year, he had awakened a Martial Soul called [Dream Space].
This Martial Soul had only one use.
It could create one incredibly realistic dream.
So realistic, in fact, that things imagined in the dream could even be brought back to reality.
However, opening the dream required a prerequisite, and he could only create one dream.
He needed a Soul Master to cooperate with him.
The higher the level of that Soul Master's Martial Soul, the more powerful the dream would be.
And the more precious the things he could bring out.
As for the highest-level Martial Soul on the entire continent, it was the Six-Winged Angel, a God-Given Martial Soul.
Ying Chengfeng's goal was to coax Qian Renxue into cooperating with him to open the dream.
At that moment, before the Awakening Stone.
Qian Renxue, dressed in luxurious golden-yellow clothes, nervously placed her hand on the Awakening Stone.
In an instant, a dazzling golden light nearly blinded everyone present.
The Awakening Stone was instantly filled with Soul Power.
"Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul! Innate Soul Power at level 20!"
"Not just that. Judging by the quality of her Martial Soul, her bloodline purity is also very high!"
Qian Xunji, the gloomy-faced Pope seated at the head of the room, even showed a rare trace of delight.
"Excellent, excellent, excellent! This is the future of my Spirit Hall!"
"From this moment on, Qian Renxue is the new generation's Saintess of Spirit Hall!"
After making the announcement, Qian Xunji told Qian Renxue to train hard, then left the Awakening Hall and returned to the secret chamber in his residence.
After completing her awakening, Qian Renxue looked around.
It seemed she hadn't found the person she wanted to see, and the joy of awakening her Martial Soul was immediately swept away.
Qian Renxue walked out on her own.
In the end, she sat beside a pillar at the entrance to the Pope Palace.
From day to night, she sat there in silence.
The night was still.
Suddenly, the crisp, melodious sound of a piano rang out, bright and cheerful.
Qian Renxue looked up and saw Ying Chengfeng, seated not far away, playing the piano.
"Why didn't you go practice your sword today?" Qian Renxue asked, sounding somewhat irritated.
"Sometimes I practice the piano instead. Are you waiting for your mother?" Ying Chengfeng pressed down on the strings.
A hint of sadness crossed Qian Renxue's face. "My sister won't let me call her Mom."
Ying Chengfeng walked over and took her hand. "I'll take you somewhere your mom is. Do you want to go?"
Qian Renxue froze at his words, then hurriedly asked, "Where?"
"In a dream."
A wisp of gray mist appeared in his palm.
The mist was hazy, neither real nor unreal, like a dream or illusion.
"Pour your Soul Power into it, like you would when testing your Soul Power."
Qian Renxue reached out her small left hand and touched the mist.
After she released her Soul Power into it, the two of them appeared in a silent space.
Everything here was shrouded in gray.
A blunt sword suddenly appeared in Ying Chengfeng's hand.
Though it had no edge, it still gave off an incredibly sharp feeling.
"As expected of a god-level dream. Amazing!"
Ying Chengfeng's face lit up with excitement.
Qian Renxue, however, looked at him in confusion.
"Where is this?"
"The Dream World. Here, you can get whatever you want," Ying Chengfeng explained.
"Then what if I want her to like me a little more?"
As soon as Qian Renxue had this thought, an elegant, noble woman appeared in the dream.
It was none other than Bibi Dong, the former Saintess of Spirit Hall.
But Bibi Dong wasn't as cold as usual. Instead, she was incredibly gentle.
"Mom..." Qian Renxue stared in disbelief as Bibi Dong smiled tenderly at her.
Her eyes instantly grew red.
Bibi Dong gently gathered her into her arms.
The touch was so real, and her voice and bearing were exactly the same.
It was just that the real woman had never been this gentle.
But for a six-year-old child, Qian Renxue couldn't even tell what was real and what was an illusion.
Every child might experience something like this at some point:
One minute, their mother was scolding and hitting them, but the next, she was gentle again, and the child would still throw themselves into her arms.
Not far away, Ying Chengfeng watched in silence.
He had spent countless brain cells turning Dream Space into an exact replica of Spirit Hall.
In fact, he had imagined the Bibi Dong from just now as well.
Qian Renxue couldn't control anything here at all.
Ying Chengfeng took one last look at Qian Renxue and murmured:
"I'll find a way to get your real mother to accept you as soon as possible."
"For now, I'm sorry, but you'll have to settle for this false maternal love."
After that, Ying Chengfeng left the Spirit Hall he had imagined.
He entered an area shrouded in gray.
There was no concept of time in the Dream World.
Likewise, there was no hunger or fatigue.
His mental strength remained perpetually replenished.
This world was fixed and eternal.
But time in the outside world didn't stop.
In the outside world, Qian Renxue had been missing for a year, and Spirit Hall had nearly turned the place upside down looking for her.
Inside a secret chamber, Qian Xunji looked at Bibi Dong on the bed, his expression exceedingly dark.
Bibi Dong looked up at him coldly.
"What? You can't find her, so you want me to give you another child?"
Qian Xunji's expression darkened further.
The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul passed down through a single line. If he had another child, the strongest Martial Soul they could awaken would be a Four-Winged Angel.
That was the best-case scenario.
And compared with the Six-Winged Angel, the Four-Winged Angel fell far short.
But for the sake of passing on the bloodline, and to find out whether Qian Renxue was dead;
Qian Xunji decided to find someone to continue his bloodline.
But he didn't go to Bibi Dong again.
Another two years passed.
That year, Qian Xunji brought back a baby girl from outside. Her surname was Qian.
That same year, a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast that had taken human form appeared in Spirit City.
Qian Xunji led the experts of Spirit Hall in a pursuit!
When he returned, Qian Xunji was gravely injured!
And because Qian Xunji had paid too high a price to have Qian Renshuang, this injury left him on the brink of death. Qian Daoliu declared he wouldn't survive seven days.
But on the third day, Qian Xunji died ahead of time.
All of Spirit Hall mourned him. Half a month later, Bibi Dong became acting Pope.
Another six years passed. Qian Renxue had now been missing for nine years.
A girl named Qian Renshuang awakened a Four-Winged Angel Martial Soul, with Innate Soul Power at level 20 and a Martial Soul quality of Pseudo-God Grade.
Inside the Dream World.
Ying Chengfeng had finally obtained the Super-God Grade Martial Soul he had dreamed of.
A Body Martial Soul more powerful than a God-Given Martial Soul: Twelve-Winged Wind Angel.
The Twelve Wings were Ying Chengfeng's Body Martial Soul;
while the Wind Angel was his bloodline!
He was a Wind Angel with twelve wings, not someone who had awakened a Twelve-Winged Wind Angel.
"This is what it feels like to be brimming with power. The first step is done."
"Now, let's see how much I can bring out."
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