The girl tried to sit up and bow despite her weakened state, but Qian Daoliu gently pressed her back down.
"What's your name?"
Qian Daoliu asked warmly. He remembered clearly that this was the second time he had seen the girl. The first had been at the scene of his slaying an Evil Soul Master during the Soul Master Tournament.
This time, too, he had encountered her while slaying an Evil Soul Master.
Qian Daoliu thought to himself, This girl really is fated to cross paths with me!
Qian Daoliu also couldn't understand why he was paying extra attention to the girl before him. Could it be only because our Martial Souls are both Angel Martial Souls?
"Your Holiness, my name is Ye Guyi!"
The girl's melodious voice sounded in Qian Daoliu's ear.
"Ye Guyi!" Qian Daoliu murmured.
For some reason, upon hearing the girl's name, the hopeful look in Qian Daoliu's eyes turned to disappointment.
Still, he decided to ask Ye Guyi, just in case:
"I see that your Martial Soul is also an Angel Martial Soul. We share the same origins, in a way. Do you know of the Angel Clan from the Spirit Hall ten thousand years ago?"
Bo Saixi, standing to the side, watched Ye Guyi with curiosity, hoping to hear anything about ten thousand years ago.
Under the gazes of two Limit Douluo, Ye Guyi felt her heart tighten. Her mind was full of struggle and hesitation; she had never dared reveal the secrets of her past lightly.
But she couldn't help recalling how Qian Daoliu had swept away the Evil Soul Masters during the tournament, protecting the people with such righteous resolve. She knew this great man was driven by justice and was no villain.
After her thoughts churned for a while, she pushed aside her misgivings, lowered her eyes, and spoke candidly. "Your Holinesses, I am indeed a descendant of the Angel God Qian Renxue's lineage from the Spirit Hall ten thousand years ago."
"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"
At her words, Qian Daoliu's expression changed dramatically. He hurried forward and gently grabbed her arm, his voice urgent as he fired off questions.
"What! Your ancestors came from the Spirit Hall?"
"Did your ancestors also bear the surname Qian?"
"Then why do you go by Ye now?"
The strength of a Peerless Douluo like Qian Daoliu was immense. His careless grip made Ye Guyi tremble all over, fine beads of cold sweat gathering on her forehead.
Seeing this, Bo Saixi hurried forward and gently urged him to stop. After several attempts to calm him, Qian Daoliu finally settled down and slowly let go.
"Guyi, I'm truly sorry. I was just too excited!"
"Was your great-grandfather's father Qian Xunji?"
After calming down, Qian Daoliu reasoned from the fact that Sea God Tang San's Divine Sense had recognized him that Qian Renxue was most likely his granddaughter. Then he asked Ye Guyi another question.
"Your Holiness, how did you know? Qian Xunji was the name of Ancestor Qian Renxue's father!"
Ye Guyi had recovered by now. Hearing Qian Daoliu call out her ancestor's father's name, she looked utterly incredulous.
"Boom!"
Qian Daoliu felt as if an explosion had gone off in his head.
"It all fits! It all fits!"
Qian Daoliu paced back and forth, both agitated and disbelieving.
"Qian Daoliu, what fits?"
Bo Saixi asked, looking completely baffled.
"Xixi, I told you that before I met you, I had a son. His name was Qian Xunji!"
"Boom!"
Now it was Bo Saixi's turn to feel as though her head were about to explode.
"Qian Daoliu, are you saying she's a descendant of your son Qian Xunji?"
Bo Saixi pointed at Ye Guyi, who was lying in bed, and asked Qian Daoliu.
"Yes, Xixi. That must be it."
"Why don't you ask Guyi whether Qian Renxue's grandfather was Qian Daoliu?"
Qian Daoliu gestured toward Ye Guyi, looking somewhat wistful.
Hearing this, Bo Saixi turned to Ye Guyi and asked her.
"Senior, how do you know the name of Ancestor Qian Renxue's grandfather?"
Ye Guyi couldn't help asking Qian Daoliu.
Now it was Ye Guyi's turn to feel amazed.
This Angel God before her not only knew the name of Ancestor Qian Renxue's father, but also knew the name of her grandfather.
At that, Qian Daoliu sighed helplessly at the wonders of fate. "Because I am Qian Daoliu, the Great Enshrined of the Spirit Hall ten thousand years ago!"
"What? You're Ancestor Qian Renxue's grandfather?"
"Senior, do you mean that you're from ten thousand years ago?"
Ye Guyi finally managed to process it.
But she still found it hard to believe.
Qian Daoliu knew Ye Guyi didn't believe him, so he immediately took a token from his Soul Tool. "Great Enshrined of the Sun Moon Empire!"
Ye Guyi took the token and slowly read the inscription. "Great Enshrined of the Sun Moon Empire!"
Qian Daoliu realized at once that something was wrong. "Sorry, I took the wrong one!"
Bo Saixi, standing nearby, pinched Qian Daoliu in the small of his back, looking a little reproachful.
"Hmph!"
Qian Daoliu endured the pain in his back and took another token from his Soul Tool, handing it to Ye Guyi. This one was engraved with the words: "Great Enshrined of the Spirit Hall!"
The token was warm and lustrous, its surface a gleaming white. At its center was a solemn angel relief, wings spread and imposing. Ancient, intricate gilt patterns encircled it, bearing all the weight of the Spirit Hall's former glory.
Ye Guyi's heart jolted. She immediately took out the bloodline token passed down through her family for generations and examined the two side by side. Aside from the slight difference in the engraved words, the overall carvings, the angelic emblem, and even the direction of the patterns were identical.
Recalling how Qian Daoliu, Bo Saixi, and the others had suddenly appeared in the sky above Ming Capital, along with the identical marks now plainly before her, Ye Guyi's doubts vanished. Her pupils contracted, and she was utterly convinced of Qian Daoliu's true identity.
"Your junior, Ye Guyi, pays her respects to her ancestor!"
Ye Guyi struggled to rise despite her weakened body so she could bow deeply to Qian Daoliu.
But Qian Daoliu stopped her at once.
Qian Daoliu looked at Ye Guyi with sympathy and said:
"Child, there's no need to be so formal!"
"Tell me about the Angel Clan!"
"Where are your parents and your clansmen?"
"And what exactly happened to the Spirit Hall a thousand years ago?"
As he spoke, Qian Daoliu used his angelic power to nourish Ye Guyi's injured body.
At the same time, Qian Daoliu swore silently to himself, I'll make sure to treat this descendant of mine well!
Ye Guyi felt the warm angelic power flowing from Qian Daoliu's hands on her back. A sense of indescribable comfort washed over her, body and soul.
After recovering somewhat, Ye Guyi spoke in a tearful, quiet voice. "Ancestor, the family has passed this story down from generation to generation. Ten thousand years ago, Ancestor Qian Renxue attained Angel Godhood, but was defeated by Sea God Tang San. Her godhood shattered, and she was forever trapped at level 89. The Heaven Dou Empire and Xingluo Empire joined forces and destroyed the Spirit Hall!"
"Ancestor Qian Renxue died in despair. In her final moments, she kept repeating your name, Ancestor. She said she had failed to live up to your hopes and that the Spirit Hall had fallen into ruin at her hands!"
"Ancestor Qian Renxue's only wish before she died was for her descendants to restore the glory of the Spirit Hall and the Angel Clan!"
Hearing this, Qian Daoliu couldn't help sighing. Although he had never met this granddaughter of his, the thought that the Spirit Hall had fallen at Qian Renxue's hands still made him blame her for her incompetence.
Ye Guyi wiped away her tears and continued, her face full of sorrow. "As for our Angel Clan, after the Spirit Hall fell, we were hunted by the two empires, Shrek Academy, the Tang Sect, and the other powers across the continent!"
"We were hunted everywhere. Our clansmen suffered terrible losses, and the survivors no longer dared to use the surname Qian. They changed it to Ye and went into hiding to survive."
"Then, four thousand years ago, when the Sun Moon Continent collided with the Douluo Continent, the Angel Clan migrated to the Sun Moon Continent to survive."
"Only then did the Angel Clan have a chance to recuperate!"
Ye Guyi's tears welled up again. Her voice choked as she continued, "Ancestor, we thought we could finally live in peace after migrating to the Sun Moon Continent. But our Angel Clan's Martial Soul naturally possesses holy attributes, and that made us a thorn in the Holy Spirit Cult's side. They devoted themselves to the power of Evil Soul Masters and viewed our holy Martial Souls as mortal enemies. They've hunted the Angel Clan for generations."
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