Shui Bing'er's Mother Speculates, Meng Chen Is a Deity!

Skywater Academy, Vice Dean's office.

Leng Qishuang sat behind her desk, reviewing the academy's files with a deeply furrowed brow.

She looked to be just over thirty, though her actual age was naturally far greater. Yet time seemed not to have left many marks on her face.

Her features bore a seventy-percent resemblance to Shui Bing'er's, except she was more mature and alluring.

Her ice-blue hair was tied high, exposing her smooth forehead and slender neck.

Even the loose ice-blue robe could not conceal Leng Qishuang's voluptuous figure. The fullness of her chest stretched the robe into a startling curve, while her slender waist seemed small enough to encircle with one hand. Below that were her rounded, firm hips and a pair of straight, long legs.

The charm unique to a mature woman was impossible for her to hide.

When such a beautiful woman furrowed her brow, it naturally made one ache for her and wonder what troubled her.

And what troubled a beautiful married woman was often her children and family.

Watching her daughter's Soul Power vanish day by day, she was more anxious than anyone, yet utterly helpless.

She could only pretend to remain calm and comfort her daughter, then turn away and redden her eyes more times than she could count.

It was the same now. She had no mind to handle academy affairs at all.

Though her eyes were on the files, her gaze was unfocused. Her mind had wandered elsewhere entirely.

At that moment, Shui Bing'er's situation was tormenting her, and she did not know what to do.

"Knock, knock, knock—"

The sound of knocking startled Leng Qishuang from her thoughts.

"Come in." Leng Qishuang set down the files and looked toward the door.

The door opened, and Shui Bing'er walked in.

Leng Qishuang immediately saw that something was different about her daughter today. It was not the usual dejection and despair, but... joy?

"Bing'er?" Leng Qishuang rose to her feet and looked at her daughter with concern. "Why did you come so early? Did something go wrong with your cultivation?"

Shui Bing'er walked up to her mother, took a deep breath, and said, "Mom, there's something I need to tell you."

Seeing the solemn expression on her daughter's face, Leng Qishuang's heart tightened. She hurriedly pulled her over to sit on the sofa, then said softly, "What is it? Tell me."

Shui Bing'er gathered her thoughts before saying, "Mom, I found the reason my Soul Power disappeared."

Leng Qishuang was shocked. "What reason?"

"There is... someone living inside me." Shui Bing'er said, "It's the bead that struck me three months ago. There is a person's soul inside it."

"He was too weak, so he unconsciously absorbed my Soul Power to recover. That was why my Soul Power kept declining."

Leng Qishuang's face changed drastically. "What? There's a soul living inside you? Who is he? What does he want? Has he hurt you?"

The string of questions spilled from her mouth. Her face was filled with tension and worry, and her grip on Shui Bing'er's hand tightened.

Shui Bing'er quickly reassured her, "Mom, don't worry. He hasn't hurt me. On the contrary, he helped me."

"He helped you?" Leng Qishuang did not understand.

Shui Bing'er nodded firmly. Before her mother, she revealed a trace of a young girl's disposition as she said eagerly, "He taught me an Art. My cultivation speed is many times faster than before. So... I have already acknowledged him as my master."

Leng Qishuang froze.

Acknowledged him as her master?

Her daughter had acknowledged a soul living inside her body as her master?

"Bing'er, you... explain it clearly." Leng Qishuang took a deep breath, trying her best to calm herself. "What exactly happened?"

Shui Bing'er then explained everything in detail, from how the bead had struck her three months ago and caused her Soul Power to gradually vanish, to Meng Chen appearing last night, teaching her the Nine Revolutions Ice Phoenix Art, and accepting her as his disciple.

After listening, Leng Qishuang fell silent for a long time.

She looked at her daughter and sensed the faint Soul Power fluctuations lingering around her body, her heart filled with indescribable shock.

This was simply unbelievable. An Art that led directly to the divine realm?

"Bing'er, is what you said true?" Leng Qishuang still found it hard to believe. "That senior... really taught you an Art and restored your Soul Power?"

"Mom, when have I ever lied to you?" Shui Bing'er said. "If you don't believe me, you can examine my Soul Power."

Leng Qishuang reached out and grasped her daughter's wrist, sending her Soul Power inside to examine her carefully.

A moment later, she released her hand, her eyes filled with shock.

It was real. Though it was only level three, it was genuine Soul Power—and it was more condensed and colder than the Soul Power Shui Bing'er had gained through meditation.

"This..." Leng Qishuang murmured. This was beyond her understanding. "How is this possible...?"

At that moment, a streak of Chaos Flowing Light flew out from Shui Bing'er's chest and condensed into a somewhat illusory figure within the office.

After resting through the night, Meng Chen had recovered some of his strength.

Seeing Leng Qishuang's disbelief, he appeared, intending to personally explain things for his good disciple.

Meng Chen floated in midair, looking down at Leng Qishuang.

The instant Leng Qishuang saw Meng Chen, her entire body stiffened.

It truly was a remnant soul.

But what kind of remnant soul was this?

The illusory Soul Body seemed to be formed from countless Light Spots, exuding an oppressive aura as majestic as mountains and as vast as the sea.

Clad in a purple robe, with black hair cascading like a waterfall, he wore garments unlike anything of the mortal world. Upon his incomparably handsome face was a mysterious and noble mark.

"Y-you are..." Leng Qishuang's voice trembled, and her face flushed slightly.

The moment she saw Meng Chen, her heart began pounding.

Meng Chen's expression remained calm, his voice clear and gentle. "I am the Lord of Heavenly Court, Heavenly Emperor Chen."

Lord of Heavenly Court? Heavenly Emperor Chen?

Leng Qishuang's mind went blank.

She was knowledgeable and well-traveled, yet she had never heard either of these titles.

But her instincts told her that the phantom before her was no ordinary figure.

Titles she had never heard, extraordinary bearing and attire, miraculous Arts and methods.

Could this senior... be a legendary Deity?!

The moment that thought emerged, Leng Qishuang frightened herself.

But upon careful thought, it was very possible!

Had he drained her daughter's Soul Power to test her character?

So that was it. As expected of Lord God!

With that thought, Leng Qishuang bowed to Meng Chen. "This junior is Leng Qishuang. Greetings, Senior."

She did not dare address Meng Chen directly by his title, much less treat him as an equal. She could only call him "Senior" to show her respect.

Meng Chen waved a hand. "No need for such ceremony. I have temporarily taken up residence within your daughter's body and caused much disturbance. I hope you can forgive me."

Leng Qishuang hurriedly said, "You are too courteous, Senior. That you have taken a liking to Bing'er is Bing'er's good fortune."

She paused, then continued, "I heard from Bing'er that you taught her an Art and helped her restore her Soul Power. This junior is deeply grateful."

Meng Chen said calmly, "I absorbed her Soul Power for three months. Teaching her an Art is only what I should do. There is no need to thank me."

Leng Qishuang nodded inwardly. This Deity-like figure seemed reasonable and did not use his strength to bully others or seize things by force.

Her gaze toward Meng Chen grew increasingly reverent, though she also felt somewhat worried.

A God's trial was surely extremely dangerous. Was this truly a blessing, or a disaster?

Meng Chen seemed to see through her concerns. "Rest assured. I bear no ill will toward Bing'er."

"Since she has acknowledged me as her master, I will teach her with all my heart. I will not harm her."

Having her thoughts exposed, a trace of embarrassment flashed across Leng Qishuang's face. She hurriedly said, "Senior, you misunderstand. That is not what this junior meant..."

"It is fine." Meng Chen interrupted her. "Your concern is perfectly normal. If it were me, I would not feel at ease allowing an unfamiliar soul to live within my daughter's body either."

He paused before continuing, "I can promise you this: as long as I remain within Bing'er's body, I will protect her completely."

"Anyone who wishes to harm her must first get past me."

Hearing this, Leng Qishuang was greatly reassured.

Since this Deity had made such a promise, then his trial naturally would not put her life in danger.

"Thank you, Senior." Leng Qishuang bowed once more. "For Bing'er to acknowledge you as her master is her honor, and the honor of our Skywater Academy as well. If Bing'er encounters anything she does not understand in the future, I hope Senior will take great care in teaching her."

Meng Chen nodded. "Naturally."