I Want to Become Stronger

Facing his two closest relatives, Ye Fan hurried half a step forward, raised his hand, and urged the soul power inside him as he anxiously explained, "Sister, Ancestor, I awakened the Life Angel martial soul and the Death Angel martial soul!"

Before he finished speaking, two completely different figures of light rose from behind him.

On the left was the Life Angel, surrounded by soft, luminous white light. Its wings glowed with a warm, holy radiance, and vitality flowed endlessly from it;

On the right was the Death Angel, wreathed in dark purple netherworld aura. Its black feathers were cold and sharp, exuding a deathly pressure. One black and one bright, they formed an extreme contrast.

Ye Guyi, off to the side, instantly widened her eyes and cried out despite herself, "Twin martial souls! My heavens, little brother, you really are a genius among geniuses! For two angel martial souls that are complete opposites to awaken at the same time—there probably hasn't been a second person like you from ancient times to now!"

Qian Daoliu quietly gazed at the twin martial souls. A trace of deep astonishment flashed through his eyes, and his fingertips trembled slightly, but he only signaled Ye Fan with his gaze to continue.

Ye Fan went on, "My first martial soul, the Life Angel, can burn my blood essence and life force to revive close blood relatives connected to me by blood."

"Ancestor, you were the first close relative I revived."

"As for my sister and me, we are direct descendants of our ancestor Qian Renxue. And since you are our ancestor Qian Renxue's grandfather, you are naturally our ancestor."

When Ye Guyi heard this, the first thing she thought of was not the powerful ability Ye Fan had gained. Instead, the first thing she cared about was Ye Fan's physical condition.

"Xiao Fan, you mean you used your life force and blood essence to revive Ancestor?"

"Hurry and tell your sister—how many years of life did you lose all at once?"

As she spoke, Ye Guyi was about to step forward and examine Ye Fan's body.

Hearing this, Ye Fan was moved. In a timid voice, he said, "Sister, I'm fine. I'm still young. Thirty years isn't anything."

"What? Thirty years of life force? Ye Fan, are you insane?"

When Ye Guyi heard the number thirty, her face filled with heartache.

"You remember this. In the future, if you dare use this ability again without my permission, I won't acknowledge you as my little brother anymore."

As Ye Guyi gently stroked Ye Fan's back in pain, she threatened him with her words.

As for Qian Daoliu, when he heard the number thirty, he was also slightly moved. And when Ye Fan mentioned Qian Renxue, Qian Daoliu could no longer sit still.

Qian Daoliu said, "You are Xiao Xue's descendants?"

"Xiao Xue should have become a god, shouldn't she?"

"You are members of the angel clan, yet you were hunted by the fallen, and Spirit Hall did nothing? Who is the current pope?"

Qian Daoliu asked many questions in one breath.

As for Ye Fan's ability to revive him, after seeing Ye Fan's martial souls, Qian Daoliu no longer doubted it. Instead, he was incomparably concerned about information regarding Qian Renxue.

Hearing this, Ye Guyi and Ye Fan looked at each other, their faces desolate.

"What happened?"

Seeing this, Qian Daoliu continued pressing them.

Helpless, Ye Fan could only tell Qian Daoliu the truth. "Ancestor, our ancestor Qian Renxue did indeed become a god back then, but later, because of certain reasons, her divine seat shattered..."

Ye Fan briefly told Qian Daoliu about how Qian Renxue's divine seat had shattered, how Spirit Hall had been destroyed, and how the angel clan had nearly been exterminated.

Qian Daoliu fell silent as he listened.

In the end, he sighed softly and said, "Children, you've suffered."

"From now on, your ancestor will protect you."

Hearing this, both Ye Guyi and Ye Fan were overjoyed.

Afterward, Qian Daoliu asked Ye Guyi and Ye Fan some questions about the present, and he gained a rough understanding of the era he was now in.

At the same time, in order to grow closer to Ye Fan and Ye Guyi, Qian Daoliu told them not to call him Ancestor anymore, but to call him Grandpa instead.

At first, Ye Guyi and Ye Fan refused no matter what, but helplessly, since he was their ancestor, the two could only agree with tears in their eyes.

The three chatted a while longer. As usual, Ye Fan said to Ye Guyi, "Sister, give me some fresh water. I'll go deliver it to everyone."

Ye Guyi instead handed Ye Fan a soul tool and said, "Little brother, this is a storage soul tool. You're a soul engineer now too. From now on, you can store fresh water yourself and deliver it to the villagers."

"Today, your sister will go with you to deliver water to everyone. Then we'll leave this place."

"Grandpa Qian, come with us too."

As Ye Guyi spoke, she prepared to go down the mountain with Ye Fan to deliver water to the villagers of Saint Guide Village.

"All right." Qian Daoliu did not refuse.

The three spread their angel wings and rode the wind down outside Saint Guide Village. The moment they landed, their hearts sank.

The entire village was deathly still. The village lanes were empty, and the grass and trees were covered with a layer of ashen, deathly aura. Everything exuded a strange, sinister chill.

Ye Fan and Ye Guyi exchanged a glance, unease rising in their hearts. They quickly stepped forward, knocked on a door, and pushed it open. In that instant, a cold, evil aura rushed into their faces. The villagers inside had already died miserable deaths, their corpses wreathed in dense, filthy black qi.

The two immediately thought of the Soul Douluo of Ten Thousand Souls who had appeared last night, and at once split up, hurrying from house to house to search carefully, hoping there might be survivors.

But after searching the entire village and counting them, out of the village's seventy-one people, only Xiao Ya was missing. All the other villagers were dead.

Looking at the innocent villagers who had died miserably all over the ground, grief and rage churned in Ye Fan's chest. He raised his head and let out a heart-rending howl. "Ah! Evil soul masters, I will never share the same sky with you!"

Seeing this, Ye Guyi gently patted Ye Fan's shoulder and said, "Xiao Fan, work hard to increase your strength! One day, I will make evil soul masters disappear from this world."

Qian Daoliu stood to the side, merely frowning slightly, but he did not say anything more.

He also wanted to see what kind of character these two remaining descendants of his in this later age truly had.

In the end, what surprised Qian Daoliu greatly was that—

Ye Fan asked Ye Guyi and Qian Daoliu, "Sister, ancestor, let's release our sacred power together and help purify the villagers' bodies!"

Hearing this, Ye Guyi and Qian Daoliu both nodded, then simultaneously activated the angelic sacred soul power within them. Three beams of pure white, holy light spread out and enveloped the entire village, slowly purifying the sinister, foul energy coiled around the corpses, allowing the bodies of the dead to peacefully ascend.

Once the purification was complete, Ye Fan forced down his grief and carefully carried the villagers' remains one by one to an open space outside the village. With his own hands, he dug the earth, built their graves, and erected simple wooden markers.

After everything had been properly settled, he dropped heavily to both knees, kowtowed three times with resounding force, and said in a firm, solemn voice, "Villagers of Saint Guide Village, rest in peace. I, Ye Fan, swear that in this life, I will completely eradicate the Holy Spirit Cult and avenge you all!"

He turned his head toward Xiao Ya's grandmother's grave mound, obsession filling his eyes. "Grandma Lin, please rest assured. As long as Xiao Ya is still alive, I will do everything in my power to bring her back safely."

After finishing all this, Ye Fan followed Ye Guyi and Qian Daoliu away from Saint Guide Village.

On the road, Qian Daoliu questioned Ye Guyi and Ye Fan about their dreams in a probing manner.

Ye Guyi answered first, "Grandfather, my dream is to kill evil soul masters, eradicate the Holy Spirit Cult, restore the Martial Soul Hall, and bring back the glory of the angel clan."

Qian Daoliu was not surprised by this. He could tell that Ye Guyi was someone with a strong sense of responsibility.

When it was Ye Fan's turn, however, Ye Fan fell somewhat silent.

It was not until Qian Daoliu asked again, "Xiao Fan, what about your dream?"

Only then did Ye Fan speak, his tone tinged with sorrow.

"What I want to do most right now is become stronger."

Hearing this, Ye Guyi and Qian Daoliu both fell silent for a while.

They could both see Ye Fan's determination to become stronger and take revenge.

In the end, it was Ye Guyi who helped Ye Fan out. "Ancestor, Xiao Fan has twin martial souls and innate full soul power. Our first step should be helping him obtain soul rings."

"After that? We'll arrange for him to study, to learn knowledge related to soul masters and soul engineers."

Afraid that Qian Daoliu and Ye Fan would not understand her plan, Ye Guyi continued, "Grandfather, Xiao Fan, this is already the era of soul tools. If we want to restore the Martial Soul Hall, we must rely on soul tools."