Sacred Radiance Seraph

"Ah, no, Dad, I was just joking. I do want it." Qian Xunji quickly "snatched" the Sacred Flame Radiance Lotus and gave a cheeky grin.

Qian Daoliu rolled his eyes. He could feel it, too: though both Immortal Grade Herbs were light-aligned and suited the Six-Winged Angel, the latter gave them a much stronger feeling than the Dawn Nebula Fruit. Naturally, its effects would be better.

Qian Daoliu was also interested in the Sacred Flame Radiance Lotus, but what father wouldn't want his child to be the more outstanding one? Of course he would leave the best for his son. He could make do with the other one.

"Teacher, why don't you take them now?"

The two nodded. They sat cross-legged in the Pope Palace and began absorbing the two Immortal Grade Herbs. With nothing better to do, Murong Huai climbed the steps and went to Qian Xunji's desk. He sat down, picked up a memorial, and began reading.

"Balak Kingdom, Heaven Dou Empire. A mid-level Soul Hunting Forest in a remote eastern region has run amok. Many civilians have been affected. Troops have been dispatched to hold it back, but casualties are heavy. Reinforcements are needed..."

"After the battle on Sea God Island, the Black Flame Army suffered 6,324 casualties. Details for recruiting new soldiers are as follows..."

"Xiwei City, Star Luo Empire. Several civilians have died within three days, their deaths brutal. Evil Soul Masters are suspected..."

"Siers City, Heaven Dou Empire. The Heaven Dou Empire has not allocated funds for three years, leaving the Spirit Hall Branch in a budget deficit and unable to pay Soul Master subsidies..."

"His Holiness the Pope, how are you..."

"..."

These memorials had been submitted in turn by Spirit Hall's various subsidiary halls, branches, and Sacred Halls. Most reported incidents in their regions and requested aid. Naturally, some other odds and ends were mixed in as well.

Such as... Has His Holiness the Pope eaten?

Did His Holiness the Pope sleep well last night?

"His Holiness the Pope, she's getting married. Too bad I'm not the groom..."

"Ugh, this is such a mess. What even is this stuff? Sending things like this up is just a complete waste of time, isn't it?"

Murong Huai complained as he read.

"Who cares whether you're the groom? Whoever she wants."

"What's the Pope's sleep got to do with you? Are you trying to warm her bed or become her concubine—"

"..."

Time passed bit by bit. About half an hour later, Qian Daoliu opened his eyes first and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air. He raised his hand, and golden Soul Power appeared, like dawn shining over a swirling nebula. He slowly lowered his hand and let out another breath.

As a Peak Douluo, Qian Daoliu had profound cultivation and refined the Immortal Herb very quickly. Murong Huai had expected him to wake first.

"Teacher, how did it go?"

Qian Daoliu nodded. "Very well. This Immortal Grade Herb is as potent as they say. It's made the light power of my Six-Winged Angel at least twenty percent stronger. In two years, I'm confident I can reach Level 98."

Murong Huai nodded at Qian Daoliu's words. Qian Daoliu then glanced at the memorial in Murong Huai's hand and said with a smile,

"What is it, Huai'er? Interested in this sort of thing?"

Murong Huai looked at the memorial in his hand. He had forgotten to put it down. After all, these were Spirit Hall's official affairs. He smiled and said,

"No, Teacher. I was just taking a look."

Qian Daoliu waved a hand. "Oh, I'm not blaming you. Other people aren't allowed to read these, but you're Spirit Hall's Holy Son. Looking through the memorials will help you understand Spirit Hall better."

As he spoke, Qian Daoliu pointed at the memorial in Murong Huai's hand and asked,

"What do you think of these?"

"They're pretty funny..." Murong Huai muttered under his breath.

"Hm?" Qian Daoliu froze at Murong Huai's words. Murong Huai realized what he'd said and quickly added,

"Ah, no. They're just a bit jumbled. And judging by the reports from each region, Spirit Hall's policies have some problems, too."

"Oh? Problems? Then what do you think..."

Qian Daoliu grew interested at Murong Huai's words and was about to ask him more when Qian Xunji, meditating nearby, suddenly opened his eyes. A golden pillar of sacred light shot into the sky.

Then a golden figure appeared. Flowing silver-white sacred robes draped over its body, and six wings gleamed like translucent glass behind it. Divine radiance swirled in its golden eyes, while a pale golden halo circled it. Each step left a lotus-shaped mark of light. As its wings beat, ripples spread through the air.

"Th-this... Is that the Six-Winged Angel?" Murong Huai couldn't help asking.

Qian Daoliu shook his head. "No... It isn't the Six-Winged Angel. It's even stronger... Could it have evolved?"

Qian Xunji rose into the air. The golden, sacred figure slowly sank into his body. Seven Spirit Rings—two yellow, two purple, and three black—fell around him, releasing a powerful aura.

Then Qian Xunji slowly descended. Seeing this, Qian Daoliu asked,

"Xunji, did your Martial Soul evolve?"

Qian Xunji smiled at Qian Daoliu's question. "That's right, Father. After I took the Sacred Flame Radiance Lotus, my original Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul underwent an evolution. Its three attributes—light, flame, and holiness—have fused. My Martial Soul is now called the Sacred Radiance Seraph."

Qian Daoliu was astonished. The Qian Family's Martial Soul had always been the strongest light-type Martial Soul on the continent. Its powers of light, holiness, and flame were the bane of all evil.

And now, those three attributes had actually fused, evolving into an even stronger Martial Soul—the Sacred Radiance Seraph.

Just as Qian Xunji's Martial Soul evolved into the Sacred Radiance Seraph, the Angel God Statue in the Hall of Worship suddenly burst into light that shot into the sky. A streak of light flew out of it and straight into Qian Xunji's brow. In an instant, endless angelic radiance poured forth.

Seeing this, Qian Daoliu exclaimed in surprise,

"This is... Angel's Blessing!"

Qian Daoliu slapped his thigh, instantly regretting it. Ah! I should've never let that brat have it!

Angel's Blessing was a special power bestowed by the Angel God upon descendants of the Qian Family with the potential to become gods. It was incredibly precious and meant that the recipient's talent was exceptional.

Angel God: Kid, you've got guts. I like you!

(•̤̀ᵕ•̤́๑)ᵒᵏᵎᵎᵎᵎ Endorsed by a god.

"Hahaha! Good, good, good! Oh, what a wonderful son... what a wonderful son!" Qian Daoliu patted Qian Xunji hard on the shoulder, speaking through gritted teeth.

On the surface, Qian Daoliu was overjoyed, full of praise for his own son. But inside, he was smacking himself hard on the forehead, his heart flooded with regret. What a big mouth...

Show-off!

You had to show off!

That'll teach you to show off!

What the hell were you showing off for?!

(σ｀д′)σ--

And you had to give the good stuff to your son first... You're even better at showing off than with the Angel God Armor!

My Seraph!

My Angel's Blessing!

(ㄒoㄒ)!