It's Time to Part Ways, Free Angel

"Just call me Ye Guyi. 'Little Angel' or whatever... it sounds a bit embarrassing."

Ye Guyi muttered, then grabbed the hand Xu Qing offered, using his strength to pull herself up.

Looking at everything around her, she still felt a lingering fear.

She spoke softly, "Isn't your Martial Soul an ice block?"

And that... that unheard-of Soul Ring configuration.

If it weren't for the sacred aura on you, I would have been scared into suspecting you were a member of the Holy Spirit Cult.

"Obviously, I have Twin Martial Souls."

"Mmm..."

Even with Twin Martial Souls, if the levels are similar, how are you so powerful...

A stretcher Martial Soul, no mechanics, just stacking stats.

Xu Qing naturally acted as a temporary crutch, supporting Ye Guyi as they walked toward the Great Holy Spirit.

That charred body could no longer struggle, and the soul fire in its eye sockets flickered like a candle in the wind.

"Use Holy Spirit Slash on him!"

Ye Guyi did not hesitate.

She raised her long sword, golden holy light condensing on the blade, and swung it down.

The skeleton crumbled inch by inch in the holy light, and the last trace of soul fire was completely extinguished.

At the same time, an incomparably pure energy surged into Ye Guyi's body along the blade, far greater and more turbulent than the Soul Power fed back from slaying Evil Soul Saints in the past!

Her delicate body trembled; unable to speak, she sat cross-legged and closed her eyes.

Her Soul Power fluctuations began to climb slowly.

Forty-seven, forty-eight...

Xu Qing stood to the side, watching the holy light surging around Ye Guyi, and said to Elder Yi in his mind:

"Elder Yi, can you study this and let me possess this magical ability too?"

"Impossible."

Elder Yi replied casually:

"I am not the Angel God; where would I get an Angel Martial Soul for you?"

As his voice fell, Elder Yi separated a wisp of his spiritual consciousness, which floated above the two broken pieces of the Holy Spirit Flag.

He looked down at the banner still oozing black mist, his voice turning cold:

"Ten Thousand Soul Banner. I didn't expect such an evil creation to exist in this world..."

With a cold snort, the flag turned into fly ash and was completely annihilated.

"Heretical path."

Xu Qing stood with his hands on his hips, looking around at the unconscious vengeful spirits still wandering the hall, and asked casually:

"Elder Yi, can you purify these?"

"Hehehe... as I said before, it's as easy as turning over one's hand."

Elder Yi's phantom waved his large hand, and a brilliant golden halo spread from his palm, sweeping across the entire hall like ripples.

The moment the ferocious vengeful spirits were touched by the golden light, the pain on their faces suddenly smoothed out, replaced by expressions of peace.

Then, one after another, they vanished.

Ye Guyi had just finished digesting the surging Soul Power; she opened her eyes and saw this scene.

Xu Qing stood in the center of the hall, and wherever his gaze fell, vengeful spirits were purified in droves.

"So amazing..."

Ye Guyi walked to Xu Qing's side.

She felt the surging Soul Power within her; by slaying an Evil Soul Saint, her level had jumped from forty-six directly to a level fifty Soul King!

Such a leveling speed made the Little Angel determined to forge ahead on the path of punishing evil and promoting good!

"Xu Qing, your other Martial Soul must be some kind of Martial Soul with a light attribute, right? Was it that Golden Crocodile from earlier?"

"No."

Xu Qing noticed that Ye Guyi didn't seem to be able to see Elder Yi, so he didn't think much of it and brushed it off:

"Just some trivial legwork."

"Plus the effect of that amplification Soul Skill you cast on me."

Ye Guyi: Stare...

I know my own level well enough; how could a single buff skill allow you to defeat an Evil Soul Saint in just a few moves?

Did you use some kind of special Soul Tool?

Or did you hide your true Soul Power Level?

I can't figure it out, I'm going to faint...

"Alright, don't overthink it. The Holy Spirit Cult in the Ming Capital has been wiped out by us, and your goal has already been achieved," Xu Qing waved his hand, speaking casually to Ye Guyi, whose brain was practically smoking.

"It's time to part ways, Ye Guyi."

After saying this, he glanced around the hall, which had already been reduced to ruins.

He pondered whether to punch a hole through the ceiling to leave or just take the stairs.

Better keep a low profile and take the stairs; no telling how the royal family will react to this...

Xu Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly stepped onto the stairs.

"Xu Qing, wait for me!"

Ye Guyi nimbly caught up, tilting her head to stare at the boy's profile, her eyelashes fluttering gently.

"You saved me this time, you know. That makes two times you've saved me."

"Plus, you intentionally left that Evil Soul Saint alive for me to finish off, which boosted my Soul Power by four levels all at once! That's a level of progress that would take me a year of hard cultivation to achieve!"

"But I wasn't able to help you with anything, and that won't do. A Holy Angel is the most grateful of all."

"How about this!"

She leaned in close to Xu Qing, her golden hair brushing against his wrist, her warm breath landing on the side of his neck:

"How about I give you my Soul Tool contact information? If you need anything in the future, just say the word!"

"Unlimited times, I promise to be there whenever you call!"

"From now on, I'm your gold-medal fighter!"

Xu Qing didn't stop walking, but he quietly shifted his body away; the girl's faint fragrance was truly hard to resist.

"For real?"

"Of course it's for real!!"

The two had already walked out of the alley and returned to the street.

The midday sun was particularly scorching, causing Xu Qing to squint instinctively.

Ye Guyi's attention, however, was drawn to a herbal tea stall by the side of the road.

"You must be exhausted, let me buy you a drink!"

She ran over excitedly, gestured to the owner, and then her smile froze on her face.

She patted her pocket... then patted it again...

"You invite, I pay."

Xu Qing walked over and handed two Silver Soul Coins to the owner.

"Did you spend all your funds on punishing the wicked?"

"Hehe..."

Ye Guyi gave a sheepish smile, her eyes curving into crescents.

She took the herbal tea, took a small sip, and her brows instantly relaxed.

"Special circumstances, just special circumstances..."

So embarrassing... sob, I forgot my little treasury had been emptied out...

"Actually, I was quite wealthy a few days ago, the kind of rich where I could buy a house in the Ming Capital, you know."

The fallen wealthy angel defended herself this way, "It's just because of some force majeure factors; anyway, the situation is what it is now, I'm out of money..."

"Actually, I was catching that Evil Soul Master because I could exchange him for money at the Aodu Chamber of Commerce in the city; after all, there was a bounty on him."

"Sigh, my fault. I should have left him alive for you."

"No, no... how could I blame you? I'm already grateful enough to you..."

Should I tell him...

Ye Guyi struggled, Ye Guyi pondered, and Ye Guyi decided to tell the truth.

"I'll tell you a secret..."

She looked as guilty as a thief, glancing left and right, and upon discovering that no one was paying them any mind, she tugged on Xu Qing's sleeve and whispered: