Seven days later.
Qian Cheng, dressed in a simple black robe, quietly gazed at the manor in the distance.
Six-year-old Qian Renxue and Hu Liena stood prettily at his sides.
"Is this your former home?"
Qian Renxue asked Hu Liena softly, a trace of surprise in her voice.
"Mm!"
"My brother and I weren't orphans before. Our family was actually quite well-off."
"But one night, a group of evil soul masters broke in and slaughtered my entire family."
"My brother and I hid in the cellar, which was why they didn't kill us. In the end, Spirit Hall's rescue arrived."
Hu Liena took a deep breath and slowly recounted her past.
"No wonder both you and your brother have such high Innate Soul Power."
Qian Renxue nodded thoughtfully.
Even ordinary people with Innate Soul Power usually only had level two or three, unless their spirits mutated and reached level seven or higher.
For Hu Liena and Xie Yue, the only explanation was that they had started from a much higher point.
"Teacher, I want to go inside and have a look."
Hu Liena raised her head and looked at Qian Cheng with expectant eyes.
"Then let's go in."
Qian Cheng withdrew his gaze, a meaningful smile appearing at the corner of his lips.
"Thank you, Teacher."
Hu Liena's face lit up with a brilliant smile as she eagerly ran toward the manor ahead.
"Ancestor, there's something off about that smile of yours..."
Qian Renxue keenly noticed the oddness in Qian Cheng's expression.
"You know me that well?"
Qian Cheng asked with interest.
"I'm guessing... someone's about to have bad luck!"
The corners of Qian Renxue's lips curved upward slightly. She jogged after Hu Liena, as though she had already sensed what was about to happen.
When the three reached the