Qian Renxue Awakens Her Martial Soul

Today was the day of Qian Renxue's spirit awakening, and as the child's biological father, Qian Xunji had made a rare appearance.

Qian Renxue felt a deep sense of rejection toward this father who was both familiar and a stranger to her.

The one presiding over Qian Renxue's awakening at the Pope's Palace was none other than the Deputy Pope, Qian Xunqian.

As expected, the awakened spirit was the Six-Winged Angel. Once the spirit power was tested, everyone present was shocked!

Innate spirit power level twenty!

Qian Daoliu wept with joy, happier than he had been reading that novel about his own shameless, blissful life with Poseidon!

Innate level twenty! Only two people in the history of the Angel family had possessed such talent!

The first was the progenitor of the Angel family, the Angel God herself!

And the second was none other than Qian Renxue.

In other words, Qian Renxue possessed the potential to become a god!

Qian Xunji's gaze toward this convenient daughter of his softened, while he screamed frantically in his heart:

I, Qian Xunji, am not a failure! I, Qian Xunji am not a failure! A failure could never produce a daughter with god-level talent!

Qian Yun'er looked at her daughter in shock, her face streaming with tears:

"Xue... Xue'er..."

Qian Renxue hugged her mother, "Mom..."

Qian Xunqian: I've awakened a god!

Just at this warm and harmonious moment, Qian Xunji suddenly stepped in to join the fray.

He reached out with his large hands to embrace both mother and daughter at once, attempting a wave of long-overdue affection.

Alas, affection that comes too late is worth less than grass.

Qian Renxue pushed her father away and hid behind Qian Xunqian.

"Xue'er..." Qian Xunji started, then stopped.

Qian Xunqian did not forget to twist the knife:

"Big Brother, as the saying goes, the grace of raising is greater than the grace of birth. Naturally, you, the Pope who only visits a few times a year, cannot compare to me, the teacher who guides her practice every day. It's only natural for Xue'er to be closer to me, isn't it?"

Qian Xunji cast a gloomy glance at his meddlesome cousin. Over the years, this cousin who had once appeared "weak and easy to bully" had almost completely hollowed out his authority.

Not only that, but the Elders and Title Douluo of Spirit Hall were, without exception, her people. Only Ju and Gui, who had been by his side since childhood, remained somewhat loyal to him.

Now, even his daughter had been snatched away by her. Qian Xunji was furious, but he had to hold it in; after all, he was the Pope, and losing his temper in public would be a loss of face.

Qian Xunji smiled, "Naturally, naturally. But little sister, you cling to Xue'er so tightly that it makes it difficult for me, as her father, to get close to my daughter!"

Qian Daoliu was speechless, thinking to himself: Isn't it because you ignored their mother in the first place?

Still, because he was his son, he suppressed the anger in his heart and said nothing.

The awakening ceremony ended in this extremely bizarre atmosphere.

Qian Renxue chatted and played with her mother as usual, then followed her aunt to begin her day of cultivation.

"Xue'er, this is the immortal herb I searched all over the Douluo Continent to find for you—the Evil-Slaying Golden Sun Flower."

"This flower cannot be consumed immediately. You must carry it with you every day, nourishing it with your pure Angel spirit power to ripen it. Furthermore, you must slay nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine powerful evil spirit masters to serve as fertilizer for the flower."

"For every one thousand evil spirit masters you slay, a petal of the Evil-Slaying Golden Sun Flower will bloom. Only after you have slain nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine evil spirit masters will this flower truly open!"

"And when that time comes, you will be able to absorb it, taking your god-level Angel spirit to the next level!"

Qian Renxue nodded and took the bud. The moment the Evil-Slaying Golden Sun Flower touched her small hand, it turned into a beam of light and entered her forehead.

Ten petals appeared on her forehead, truly a miraculous sight.

"Very well, here is the Love-Sickness Heartbroken Red for you. However, you must pluck this immortal herb yourself. When plucking it, you must be single-minded; your mind must contain only your beloved, without a shred of distraction, suspicion, or reservation. Then, you must nourish the heart of the flower with your own essence blood, awakening the spirit of the herb with your ultimate love!"

"Only after the herb recognizes its master can it be consumed!"

Qian Xunqian wanted to test whether Qian Renxue still harbored any lingering feelings for Tang San, and secondly, to see if only romantic love could move the Love-Sickness Heartbroken Red.

Qian Renxue held the Love-Sickness Heartbroken Red and closed her eyes. In her mind, she saw the image of Bibi Dong in her previous life, standing resolutely in front of her, and the image of her grandfather's loving face when he sacrificed himself.

And, in this life, the many people in Spirit Hall who loved her and whom she loved: the mother who had loved her since she was small, the gentle and responsible aunt, the kind grandfather, and Aunt Bibi Dong, who was mischievous and teased her from time to time...

Her heart was vast enough to hold so many people she loved; her heart was also small, and she only wanted to protect those she loved! She did not want to fall in love with someone she shouldn't...

"Pfft!" A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed onto the Love-Sickness Heartbroken Red, and the immortal herb shone with a pink light.

It worked!

Qian Xunqian looked at the Bright Heaven Grass in her hand and silently tucked it back into her spirit tool.

Qian Renxue was not as sentimental as Xiao Wu; great love did not need a flower to bear witness.

And the steady, flowing stream of family and friendship likewise did not need a flower to bear witness; it existed silently in the heart and was proven through action.

The glorious years they had experienced together were the true witnesses of family, friendship, and love!

Without another word, Qian Renxue took a large bite of the flower and chewed it a few times.

Before long, Qian Renxue entered a meditative state, beginning to absorb and digest the immense medicinal power of the Love-Sickness Heartbroken Red.

It had to be said, the Love-Sickness Heartbroken Red was truly worthy of being the true king of immortal herbs; it was far superior to the Fragrant Silk Immortal Herb, that fake king which could only neutralize toxins.

Fragrant Silk Immortal Herb: What the hell! Without me, how could these immortal herbs grow so fast? Without me neutralizing the toxins within them so that only the essence remains, how could they even be called immortal herbs! Why do you believe that rating system? It completely alienates the contributions of us immortal herbs...

After absorbing the Love-Sickness Heartbroken Red, Qian Renxue underwent a complete transformation; her physique, mental power, and innate talent were all significantly enhanced.

"Aunt, I... I actually..." Qian Renxue wanted to reveal her identity as a reincarnator.

Qian Xunqian, being such a clever person, pressed her lips shut with her folding fan.

Like a domineering CEO, she whispered, "Shh..."

"There is no need to say it; just be yourself..."

Qian Renxue's eyes lit up. C-could it be...

Qian Xunqian simply shook her head silently and gave her bottom a sharp smack with the folding fan:

"You brat! Still daydreaming! Do you think you don't need to cultivate just because you ate an immortal herb? Hurry up and meditate! Consolidate your cultivation. In a few days, Aunt will take you to obtain your first and second spirit rings!"

Qian Xunji watched the happy aunt and niece from the shadows, gnashing his teeth in fury, smoke practically billowing from his seven orifices.

Damn it! Even my own daughter is drifting away from me at this very moment!

"Your Holiness the Pope, a letter from Tang Hao of the Clear Sky Sect!"

"Oh? Why is that scoundrel Tang Hao, who consorts with spirit beasts, writing to me? I've shown him some respect for the sake of him being a disciple of the Clear Sky Sect and haven't gone to cause him trouble, yet he dares to come looking for me?"

Qian Xunji suppressed the rage in his heart and opened the envelope.

He nodded as he read the contents of the letter, a wicked smirk appearing on his face.

"This matter must not be known to outsiders! Especially not my cousin!"