Like most reincarnators and transmigrators, Qian Renxue appeared exceptionally bright to outsiders. She could speak and recognize written characters at just one year old.
However, with Qian Xunqian as a living example, nobody in Spirit Hall noticed anything unusual.
Qian Daoliu was even so excited that he shouted:
"My Qian Family has another prodigy!"
Once Qian Renxue could walk, aside from her mother, Qian Yun'er, the person she was closest to was Bibi Dong.
As though they shared a bond from her previous life, Bibi Dong also doted on the child before her. For some reason, she felt an inexplicable urge to look after and cherish her.
There was just one thing that infuriated her most: the child kept calling her Auntie.
No, she was only twenty! She wasn't old!
She corrected Qian Renxue countless times, trying to get her to call her "Big Sis" instead, but the results remained unsatisfactory.
Qian Renxue still called her "Auntie," over and over.
"All right, Big Sis Bi, you've had enough fun. Give the child back to me. She hasn't finished today's training!"
Where there was a loving mother, there was bound to be a strict father. And Qian Xunqian was clearly the villain here.
After all, she had promised the child's mother that she would be Qian Renxue's master. She wasn't that Grandmaster, Yu Xiaogang, who hadn't taught a child a thing but still claimed to have nurtured a god.
She genuinely intended to raise Qian Renxue to become a god—preferably one who surpassed the original story, beat Tang San to a pulp, and kicked the Asura God to the curb!
No wonder she'd started with level twenty Innate Soul Power and become the Angel God. A talent like hers was one of a kind, even on Douluo Continent.
Her physical constitution alone far surpassed that of ordinary children, and her mind was every bit as exceptional.
Qian Xunqian adored this uncut jade. At the same time, she couldn't help taking another jab at her dear uncle.
Education simply wasn't Qian Daoliu's forte. If not for his level ninety-nine Limit Douluo cultivation, she'd have thought he could sit at the same table as that master educator, Yu Xiaogang.
One day in a parallel world, Yu Xiaogang and Qian Daoliu sat together, discussing their educational philosophies.
Yu Xiaogang: I nurtured a god!
Qian Daoliu: I nurtured a god too! Brother, how did you do it?
Yu Xiaogang: I got a head start and tricked Tang San into becoming my disciple right from the beginning. As for the actual teaching, I had Flender and Dugu Bo, those two suckers, handle it. What about you, brother?
Qian Daoliu: I chose Xue'er's Soul Ring Configuration very carefully: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red. And I never objected to anything Xue'er wanted to do. Even when she wasted her talent by becoming a spy in the Heaven Dou Empire, I agreed.
Yu Xiaogang and Qian Daoliu: What kindred spirits! We really are the Crouching Dragon and Young Phoenix of Douluo Continent's educational world!
Back to the main story: Qian Renxue now both loved and feared this unfamiliar aunt.
She loved her because her aunt's training methods were scientific and sensible, balancing work and rest without ever squeezing her talent dry. She could feel that her constitution was far better than it had been in her previous life.
She feared her because, without overtaxing her talent, Qian Xunqian still "tormented"—ahem, tempered—her to the greatest extent possible.
She had to run every day, supposedly to build endurance; lift weights, supposedly to strengthen her arms; and read books, supposedly to train her mental strength.
She also had to take a medicinal bath once a week and sit a theory exam every season.
Grandpa really was the best! These days, she was so exhausted by the time she climbed into bed that she fell fast asleep without even dreaming. The moment she opened her eyes, another cruel day had begun.
"My foundation is much stronger now than it was in my previous life! This time, I have a mother who loves me, Auntie and my other aunt, Grandpa, and all the Grandfathers from the Worship Hall! Tang San, you just wait! I'll kill you and atone for the wrongs I committed in my previous life! This time, I'll protect everyone in Spirit Hall!"
Whenever Qian Renxue thought about the hatred she carried from her previous life, she wanted to train a little longer, push herself to the limit, and make sure she could kill Tang San when they met again.
Whenever that happened, Qian Xunqian would sternly stop her:
"Xue'er, everything has its limits. Today's training ends here. Overtraining will only damage your body, and then all your effort will have been for nothing!"
Qian Xunqian wasn't stupid. As a scientist, she had enough powers of observation to notice that Qian Renxue's gaze sometimes turned sharp and murderous while she was running. That wasn't the look of a two-year-old child.
After observing Xue'er carefully for a month, Qian Xunqian finally reached her conclusion: the child had been reborn!
The vast world held all kinds of wonders. She herself had inexplicably ended up here, so being reborn was hardly surprising anymore.
She suddenly grew curious. Qian Renxue had been reborn, but how would Tang San fare in this life?
She also had no intention of telling Qian Renxue that she was a transmigrator, much less revealing the original story.
As if! If she told her where to find Tang San and sent her off to kill him in one strike, then yes, Qian Renxue would get her revenge—but it would be far too easy, and she wouldn't have relied on her own strength at all.
Qian Renxue was proud. What she wanted was to defeat Tang San openly and fairly with her own strength, avenging Bibi Dong and all of Spirit Hall. Otherwise, what was the point of all her training?
Like Qian Daoliu in the original story, Qian Xunqian had already decided that Tang San would be Qian Renxue's whetstone.
Unlike Qian Daoliu in the original story, Qian Xunqian didn't spend every day holed up in the Worship Hall, "getting hot and bothered" in front of the Angel God Statue. She had proper work to do.
Changing Douluo Continent and improving the lives of its people was far more meaningful than going after that little punk Tang San.
Even if Qian Renxue couldn't beat Tang San in the end, she was still there. When the time came, she could bring out a Level 10 Soul Tool, or even a god-level Soul Tool, and bail her out. No problem.
"By my estimate, it's almost time to tally the experiment results. I wonder whether those five hundred subjects can awaken Innate Soul Power. I can't wait to find out!"
Qian Xunqian personally conducted the Martial Soul awakenings for the five hundred subjects.
"Shi Nian, Martial Soul: Solitary Bamboo. Innate Soul Power: level four!"
"Xiao Yan, Martial Soul: Datura Snake. Innate Soul Power: level eight!"
"Bald Jian, Martial Soul: Chainsaw. Innate Soul Power: level five!"
"Xiong San, Martial Soul: Vajra Bear. Innate Soul Power: level eight!"
Qian Xunqian nodded, her face lighting up with delight.
High-grade Martial Souls like the Datura Snake and Vajra Bear were powerful, but their average Innate Soul Power was usually level six or seven, and few ever reached level eight. Now several had appeared at once. It seemed the Innate Spirit Power Cultivation Device was working!
"Qian Muchun, Martial Soul: Hoe. Innate Soul Power: level three!"
"Lin Xianji, Martial Soul: Sickle. Innate Soul Power: level two point five!"
"Hu Shi, Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass. Innate Soul Power: level two!"
"Xu Zhimo, Martial Soul: Rat Snake. Innate Soul Power: level three!"
Qian Xunqian was so excited she nearly jumped for joy. If the children present hadn't been watching, she wouldn't have bothered to restrain herself for the sake of appearances. As it was, she was barely holding back the urge to tear the roof off the Spirit Awakening Hall.