[I Have No Mom]: "@Douluo People Don't Deceive Douluo People, Group Owner, my cat is white and big."
In the girls' dormitory at Shrek Academy.
Xiao Wu was getting worked up, too.
As a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast undergoing reincarnation, she understood better than anyone what an astonishing blessing a Ten Thousand Year Spirit Ring Age represented.
How could she let that enormous boon be snatched up entirely by that bad woman?!
Xiao Wu tossed aside the carrot-shaped bolster in her arms and stood right on her bed.
Her pink, form-fitting outfit perfectly outlined her pair of long, toned, straight legs, which she'd kept in shape with years of exercise. She looked full of energy.
"Click!"
[Bunny Eats Radish]: "My legs are long and pretty, too! Group Owner Brother, look at me!"
Inside a classroom at Spirit Hall Academy.
Qin Feng propped his chin up with one hand, watching the rapidly refreshing screen before him with great interest.
In less than the time it took to burn a stick of incense,
the Chat Group, which had been brimming with hostility and poised for a fight, had completely changed its tune.
The entire interface was now flooded with gorgeous photos in all kinds of styles, each one equally enticing.
Black stockings on a mature beauty, white stockings on a young girl, cute little skirts... it had everything.
Qin Feng leaned back in his chair, looking thoroughly pleased.
He had ten blind-box red packets, and he'd only sent out one so far, yet it had already lured out so many fish.
If he sent them all out, who knew what even more exciting sights he'd get to see?
Sitting in the classroom at Spirit Hall Academy, Qin Feng let his gaze sweep across the screen.
Just a moment ago, they'd been locked in a fierce academic debate. Now the screen was entirely covered with beautiful legs and figures.
These women really had a strong competitive streak.
All it took was the temptation of a Ten Thousand Year Spirit Ring Age to make even Spirit Hall's pope and a spy in the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace throw away their dignity. This behavior of posting pretty pictures in exchange for rewards had to be sternly criticized.
Looking at the enticing images filling the screen, Qin Feng shook his head helplessly.
Still, as the group owner, he couldn't just sit back and watch without doing anything.
His thoughts raced through the system interface, and he opened the Chat Group's text input box.
[Douluo People Don't Deceive Douluo People]: "Everyone, don't get so worked up."
[Douluo People Don't Deceive Douluo People]: "Douluo People Don't Deceive Douluo People. That's right, exactly. We're one big, loving family."
[Douluo People Don't Deceive Douluo People]: "Since everyone's so enthusiastic, I'll give out some benefits, too."
As soon as these messages went out, the flood of messages in the group stopped.
Everyone stared at the screen, afraid they might miss some enormous opportunity.
Qin Feng didn't waste any more words. He selected the remaining nine blind-box red packets.
With a light tap of his finger, he sent them to the whole group.
"Red packets for everyone, one each. If you see one, you get one."
Nine glittering golden red-packet icons appeared on the Chat Group interface.
Deep inside the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.
Qian Renxue sat on an expensive sofa, staring intently at the screen before her.
When she saw the red-packet icon reserved for her pop up, a smug smile rose on her stunning face.
That lofty woman from Spirit Hall had received a reward.
As the inheritor of a divine-grade Martial Soul, she naturally couldn't be left behind.
She stretched out her long, fair fingers and tapped the red packet.
Blinding golden light instantly poured out of the screen, illuminating the hidden room as brightly as day.
[Congratulations, "I Have No Mom," for opening a red packet and receiving the reward: Martial Soul Evolution once!]
The crisp system notification exploded in her mind.
Before Qian Renxue had any time to react, an immense, supremely sacred energy poured straight into her from above.
It surged wildly through her limbs and body, cleansing every inch of her meridians and bones.
Qian Renxue felt a pleasant, tingling numbness spread throughout her body.
Her red lips parted, and she couldn't help letting out a soft, alluring moan.
Her long, beautiful legs crossed gently on the sofa, and an enticing pink sheen rose across her fair skin.
Then, sacred power erupted.
Six immaculate white wings spread uncontrollably from her back.
Golden feathers drifted through the air.
As her bones crackled, the immense power forcibly tore an opening in her back.
A brand-new pair of wings, broader and whiter than before, burst out of her body.
Eight-Winged Angel!
A powerful aura swept through the entire room.
Qian Renxue abruptly opened her eyes, golden light of wild joy sparkling in them.
She could clearly feel that her talent and foundation had undergone a qualitative leap.
"So strong... This power is really incredible!"
Qian Renxue stood up and spread her arms, feeling the surging Soul Power within her, vast as the sea.
This heaven-defying ability to directly alter the Martial Soul Origin was beyond the limits of her understanding.
An irrepressible delight appeared on her stunning face.
Her potential and aptitude now absolutely surpassed that woman, Bibi Dong, by a wide margin.
One day, she'd pull that woman down from the pope's throne.
Amid her excitement, Qian Renxue's gaze fell once more on the group owner's avatar on the screen.
Who exactly was this mysterious being who called himself "Douluo People Don't Deceive Douluo People"?
He could casually give away the chance to evolve a divine-grade Martial Soul.
Even her invincible grandfather in the Worship Hall couldn't manage something like that.
A bold thought rose in Qian Renxue's heart.
If she stayed in this group,
could her Martial Soul undergo another transformation?
Could it even surpass the Angel God, who had founded Spirit Hall?
The moment this thought appeared, it grew wildly in her heart like weeds.
At the same time,
in the dormitory area of Shrek Academy,
Xiao Wu lay on her soft bedding, her clear, wide eyes fixed on the screen.
When she saw the red-packet icon appear, she rubbed her hands together excitedly.
"Wow! There really are red packets!"
She was wearing a pink nightdress, and her two slender, fair legs kicked happily in the air.
Just as she was about to reach out and tap the red packet,
the dormitory door was gently pushed open from outside.
Tang San came in carrying a cup of warm water.
Seeing Xiao Wu tossing and turning on the bed in excitement, Tang San frowned slightly.
"Xiao Wu."
"We have to do high-intensity physical training tomorrow. If you don't get some rest now, you won't be able to keep up."
Standing beside the bed, Tang San began droning on with a string of high-minded advice about how it was all for her own good.
If this had happened before,
Xiao Wu would certainly have sat up obediently, sweetly called him Third Brother, and then listened to him.
But right now, all of Xiao Wu's thoughts were on that golden red packet.
She had no time to pay attention to Tang San beside her.
She waved her fair arm in annoyance.
"Aw, Third Brother, stop bothering me!"
"I'm busy!"