Qian Renxue Infiltrates the Family as a Mole

Only after repeatedly warning her stand-in not to show herself carelessly did Qian Renxue slowly withdraw the disguise secret art attached to her soul bone.

The hazy light and shadow shrouding her body slowly faded, and that breathtakingly beautiful face, lovely enough to topple the world, appeared once more.

She sensed the vast soul power flowing through her body for a moment, then suppressed most of her cultivation and firmly locked her level at the rank of a forty-fifth-level Soul Ancestor.

"Forty-five is just right."

This level was not so absurdly monstrous that it would invite excessive investigation, but among the younger generation, it was dazzling enough to make the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect focus on nurturing her.

Snake Spear Douluo, who was standing in attendance at the side, instantly furrowed his brow at the sight, his face full of worry. He could not help but speak up to dissuade her.

"Young Mistress, this is far too risky! If you infiltrate the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and your identity is exposed, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Faced with Snake Spear Douluo's concern, Qian Renxue merely shook her head lightly, her golden eyes incomparably resolute.

"I wouldn't feel at ease leaving this matter to anyone else. Only going personally is most appropriate. I know what I'm doing. I absolutely won't expose my identity."

Hearing this, Snake Spear Douluo could only let out a helpless long sigh.

This little ancestor's temper was far too stubborn. Once she decided on something, not even ten oxen could drag her back.

And the Grand Worship actually let her do as she pleased like this. His heart was big enough, all right.

Snake Spear Douluo sighed inwardly. This family really left a person with nothing to say.

Qian Renxue did not know about Snake Spear Douluo's internal grumbling. After confirming that no one was watching the surroundings, she slipped silently out of the imperial palace.

After stepping beyond the palace grounds, golden light flashed behind her, and the Six-Winged Angel martial soul quietly unfolded.

Soft golden wings of light gently flapped, carrying her into the air as she flew swiftly toward the distant Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Mountain.

Traveling at full speed the entire way, it was not long before she could see Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Mountain, where the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was entrenched, from afar.

As she approached the sect's territory, Qian Renxue did not fly directly through the mountain gate. Instead, she deliberately chose a remote, deserted corner to land.

She restrained all the holy aura of the angel martial soul around her. With a thought, she changed the martial soul's form, turning it into a sacred longsword.

Only after confirming that there were no flaws did she lift her feet and calmly walk toward the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's mountain gate.

Then she stood at the end of the line to queue. A female soul master in front of her saw Qian Renxue's outrageously beautiful face and was immediately somewhat surprised.

"Huh? Sister, you're so pretty. Why are you here to sign up too?"

Qian Renxue was somewhat puzzled.

"Why would you say that?"

The female soul master sighed.

"Ah, one look and I can tell you've never been beaten down by society. We female soul masters may be relatively rare, but we still have to rely on ourselves for cultivation resources. For civilian soul masters like us, with no talent, no backing, and no looks, resources are pitifully scarce.

"I'm already sixteen, but only level twenty-five. That's why I decided to join a clan. I heard that under the protection of the Aeon of Harmony, everyone can receive resources. The main focus is progressing together.

"It's a good place for us civilian soul masters to turn our lives around!"

Qian Renxue looked at the female soul master's excited expression and fell somewhat silent. Spirit Hall did awaken martial souls for civilians for free and distribute subsidies, but that was only in the early stages. It was impossible to support them forever.

But why would this clan announce that it would distribute resources to everyone? Could their resources really be unlimited?

In the face of the female soul master's endless chatter, Qian Renxue gave perfunctory responses now and then while thinking.

Before long, it was her turn to register. When the disciple in charge of recording saw her appearance, he was slightly stunned, then continued with the procedure.

"Name."

"Xiao Xue."

"Age."

"Seventeen."

"Martial soul and soul power level."

"Martial soul, Holy Sword. Forty-fifth-level assault-type Battle Soul Ancestor."

The disciple in charge of recording's eyes lit up. Reaching level forty-five at seventeen—she was a proper heaven's favored genius!!

Suppressing the shock in his heart, he hurriedly turned his head and shouted to a fellow disciple on duty beside him.

"Dabao, come take over the registration for me! I'm taking this young lady to meet the sect master!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately stood up, his face shifting into an incomparably respectful expression. He turned sideways and raised a hand in an inviting gesture, indicating for Qian Renxue to follow him.

Afraid that this peerless genius would feel restrained, he hurriedly comforted her in a gentle voice.

"Miss Xiao Xue, don't worry. I'll take you to pay respects to the sect master right now. With your talent, the sect master will definitely value you greatly. This is a tremendously good thing, so relax. There's no need to be nervous."

Qian Renxue nodded and slowly followed.

Along the way, when she saw the forests and vegetation that had been flattened, she could not help but pause in surprise. If she remembered correctly, that place should have been the herb garden, right? They just flattened it like that?

And over there too—the leisure forest garden that had consumed vast amounts of wealth and manpower to build had now all become flat ground.

Seeing Qian Renxue's puzzled expression, that disciple was already used to it and hurriedly began explaining.

"This was done according to Young Master Ye Yun's wishes. I heard they're going to build some kind of base station here, along with a few other things."

Qian Renxue nodded slightly, but her eyes kept darting around, trying to find where those defensive structures were.

Unfortunately, the path the two of them took perfectly avoided those building areas.

Soon, they arrived before the sect's council hall.

"Miss Xiao Xue, please wait a moment. I'll go in and report your arrival."

With that, the sect disciple trotted into the council hall to make the report.

In just a short while, he returned. With a respectful look on his face, he reminded her, "Miss Xiao Xue, the sect master, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and our young master are all inside. After you enter, just mind your words and conduct."

"Thank you for the reminder."

Qian Renxue answered calmly.

She quietly suppressed the emotions in her heart, reined in every trace of her aura, and walked with composed poise, slowly stepping into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's council hall.

The moment she entered the hall, the scene before her made her pause slightly.

Ning Fengzhi, who was usually refined and elegant, always maintaining his bearing, as well as the imposing Chen Xin and Gu Rong—

At this moment, each of them was holding a glowing brick in his hands, quietly gathered in front of Ye Yun. They looked exactly as if they were humbly listening to a lecture, no different from students paying close attention in class.

Sensing the movement at the doorway, Ning Fengzhi gave two light coughs, instantly composed himself, and sat back down in his chair.

His gaze fell on Qian Renxue. After carefully sizing up the young woman before him, his expression gentle, he slowly spoke in a tone carrying a hint of probing.

"Ahem. You are Xiao Xue? A talent of rank forty-five at seventeen years old—placed in any force across the entire continent, you would be treated as a core genius and nurtured with great importance.

I'm very curious. Why did you choose to seek refuge with our clan in particular?"

Qian Renxue's expression was open and calm, and the explanation she had prepared long ago came out at once.

"I heard that the clan is protected by a god, and I have always yearned for that from the bottom of my heart.

Aside from that, I utterly loathe the current Pope of Spirit Hall. I would never set foot in Spirit Hall, no matter what. That is the reason I came here to seek refuge."

Seeing the hatred on Qian Renxue's face that seemed to come straight from the heart, Ning Fengzhi could not help but feel somewhat curious.

Just what had the Pope of Spirit Hall done to her? To make her hate her so much—had she killed her parents, or stolen her soul bone?