"Sixth Brother? Seventh Brother?"
Qian Daoliu's whole body shuddered. He trembled violently as he called out to the two brothers before him without thinking.
Bo Saixi, who was helping Qian Daoliu recruit people, noticed his strange behavior and hurried over to ask, "Qian Daoliu, what's wrong?"
Ye Guyi also noticed Qian Daoliu's reaction and hurriedly asked with concern, "Ancestor, what's wrong?"
"Ah!"
Qiangu Zhenyue and Qiangu Zhenxie, the two brothers he had called out to, were also completely bewildered.
They were usually forthright and upright, and hated Evil Soul Masters more than anything.
The sight of Qian Daoliu releasing his Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul and fighting two Limit Douluo Evil Soul Masters, leaving one dead and the other wounded, had left them deeply shaken and filled with admiration.
And for certain special reasons, when they heard the Sun Moon Emperor announce that two Limit Douluo, Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi, were joining the Soul Hall,
they hadn't even stopped to eat before rushing to the Soul Hall, hoping to see the two Limit Douluo for themselves.
Qian Daoliu also recovered from his shock. First, he turned to Bo Saixi and said, "Saixi, remember how I told you that I had six close brothers back when I was in Spirit Hall? These two look remarkably like my old brothers from ten thousand years ago, Qianjun Douluo and Demon Subduing Douluo!"
Bo Saixi covered her mouth in shock. "Qian Daoliu, you mean..."
Ye Guyi seemed to realize something, but didn't say anything to Qian Daoliu just yet.
Bo Saixi didn't ask any more questions, but the two of them had long since become of one mind.
She had heard the legendary stories of Qian Daoliu and his six close brothers, and knew how deep the bond between the seven of them had been. Now, she didn't know how to comfort him, so she could only take his hand and say, "Qian Daoliu, ten thousand years have passed. Those we once knew have long since faded away. Perhaps they just happen to look alike."
Ye Guyi voiced the thought that had occurred to her. "Ancestor, do you think they might also be descendants of Spirit Hall?"
Qian Daoliu thought Ye Guyi could be right, so he continued questioning the two brothers. "Young sirs, would you mind telling me what your Martial Souls are?"
Hearing their idol ask about their Martial Souls,
Qiangu Zhenyue and Qiangu Zhenxie exchanged a look, excitement plain in both their eyes.
Then the brothers answered Qian Daoliu in unison. "Of course, Angel Majesty!"
Thinking Qian Daoliu was testing their strength, the brothers immediately gathered their Soul Power, raised their hands, and summoned their Martial Souls.
Two deep rumbles rang out as a pair of ancient, heavy staffs shot through the air. Their surfaces were etched with spiraling dragon patterns that gleamed brilliantly.
Five standard, optimal Soul Rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black—rose in perfect order from beneath their feet, revolving ceaselessly around the staffs.
At the sight of the all-too-familiar Martial Souls, Qian Daoliu was shaken to the core. His body trembled faintly as he murmured over and over, "Coiling Dragon Staff... It really is the Coiling Dragon Staff..."
Memories of the past surged up in an instant, roiling through his heart.
Seeing him like this, Bo Saixi hurried forward to support him. "Qian Daoliu, what's wrong?"
Qian Daoliu explained to Bo Saixi, "Saixi, my sixth and seventh brothers had the Coiling Dragon Staff as their Martial Souls too!"
He was almost certain that the two before him were descendants of the people from Spirit Hall.
So Qian Daoliu didn't hesitate any longer and gave Ye Guyi a few more instructions.
Then Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi led Qiangu Zhenyue and Qiangu Zhenxie to the Worship Hall of the Soul Hall.
The moment they entered, the solemn, weighty doors slammed shut, cutting off every sound from outside.
Qian Daoliu's heart churned, and he could no longer suppress the surge of emotion within him. Brilliant golden holy light burst from his body.
Six pairs of sacred, majestic angel wings spread behind him with a thunderous beat. His awe-inspiring Angel Domain instantly sealed off the entire space.
Qiangu Zhenyue and Qiangu Zhenxie's faces changed. Their bodies stiffened, and, thinking Qian Daoliu was about to attack them, they hurriedly bowed and cried out in alarm, "Angel Majesty! What are you doing?"
Seeing their reaction, Qian Daoliu realized the brothers had misunderstood.
So he immediately spoke to them gently. "Young sirs, have you ever heard of Spirit Hall?"
"Buzz!"
The moment Qiangu Zhenyue and Qiangu Zhenxie heard the words "Spirit Hall," wariness flashed across both their faces.
"Angel Majesty, we've never heard of Spirit Hall!"
"Please let us leave. We won't join this Soul Hall after all!"
Qian Daoliu's divine sense was incredibly powerful. He instantly caught the change in their expressions.
He could now be certain that the two were descendants of Spirit Hall.
So Qian Daoliu said to them, "There's no need to be nervous. I am Qian Daoliu of the Angel Clan, from Spirit Hall. Have you ever heard of Qian Jun and Jiang Mo?"
Qian Daoliu didn't tell them outright that he had traveled here from ten thousand years in the past. He was mainly afraid of frightening them.
"The Angel Clan? The Qian Family!"
At those words, Qiangu Zhenxie and Qiangu Zhenyue visibly relaxed. Excitement and joy shone in both their eyes.
As descendants of the Qiangu Clan, they had remembered their family's ancestral teachings since childhood: their lineage came from Qianjun Douluo of Spirit Hall, ten thousand years ago. The task passed down through every generation was to seek out Spirit Hall's successors and help them. What they didn't know was that, because of the Evil Soul Masters, the Angel Clan's Qian Family, once famous across the continent, had been forced to change its surname.
In truth, when they saw Qian Daoliu's distinctive Angel Martial Soul, they had come to the Soul Hall hoping to find clues, though they weren't sure what they'd discover.
"Angel Majesty, we are descendants of Qianjun Douluo of Spirit Hall!"
Hearing their answer, Qian Daoliu could no longer contain his feelings. A long-lost smile spread across his face as he said, "Mm, I know! And there's no need to call me Angel Majesty. Just call me Uncle Qian!"
Bo Saixi couldn't help joining Qian Daoliu in a happy laugh.
As he spoke, Qian Daoliu withdrew his Angel Domain and put away his Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul. Then he said to the brothers, "Zhenyue, Zhenxie, this is your Aunt Bo Saixi! From now on, just call her Auntie Xi!"
Qiangu Zhenyue and Qiangu Zhenxie obediently greeted the beautiful and powerful Bo Saixi. "Hello, Auntie Xi!"
"Hello, Auntie Xi!"
Bo Saixi returned their greeting with a sincere smile. "Hello!"
Seeing the descendants of his old brothers from ten thousand years ago lifted the gloom that had shadowed Qian Daoliu for days because of the Evil Soul Masters' crimes.
So Qian Daoliu said to Qiangu Zhenyue and Qiangu Zhenxie, "Zhenyue, Zhenxie, wait here for a little while. We'll finish today's recruitment first!"
"Then I'll introduce you to Ye Guyi, another successor of the Angel Clan, so you can get to know each other!"
At that, Qiangu Zhenyue and Qiangu Zhenxie exchanged a look, then answered in unison, "Uncle Qian, Auntie Xi, please wait a moment. We'll be right back!"
"We have a surprise for you, too!"
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