After the battle ended, the group left Ghost Soul Forest and pitched camp in the wilderness, roasting a whole sheep.
"Brother Xun, why didn't you wait for me? I had to search for you all over the place!" Zi Ning complained as she arrived at their campsite.
Seeing this, Qian Xunji smiled, cut off a piece of well-roasted mutton, and handed it to her.
"Alright, alright, it was our fault. You can have the first piece."
Zi Ning took the meat and bit into it, then mumbled through her mouthful, "That's more like it..."
"By the way, Brother Xun, what exactly is your Martial Soul? When I saw it back then, I felt like my soul was trembling." Man Zhen couldn't help asking. The others all turned to look at Qian Xunji, too.
Seeing this, Qian Xunji smiled and explained,
"To be honest, my Martial Soul is called the Radiant Seraph. It evolved from the Six-Winged Angel."
"The Six-Winged Angel?!"
Among them, the man whose Martial Soul was the Thunder War Hammer cried out in shock. The others came to their senses.
"Th-that's the Pope's Martial Soul!"
"Wait, His Holiness the Pope is called Qian Daoliu, and Brother Xun's surname is Qian, too. You also have an Angel Martial Soul. Could it be that you're from Spirit Hall?"
"Come on, the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul is Spirit Hall's hereditary Martial Soul. Anyone who has it lives in luxury. Who'd go around eating at farmers' houses with us every day, like Brother Xun?"
"I know!!" Zi Ning cried out.
At her exclamation, everyone turned to her. "What do you know?"
Zi Ning looked at Qian Xunji, her expression brimming with mysterious confidence.
"Brother Xun is so powerful, he must be His Holiness the Pope's illegitimate son! He was cast out into