The Marvels of Detached Martial Souls: One Person as Three Combat Units?!

Qian Wuji's resurrection had happened yesterday. Ever since the two ancestors had climbed out of their graves one after another,

Qian Xunji, the current Pope, had keenly sensed that Spirit Hall's future structure was about to change.

He made a prompt decision to set aside a quiet area behind the Worship Hall and build a new grand hall.

He had already chosen a name for this new hall: the Supreme Elder Hall!

Without exception, those qualified to reside within would all be people revived by Qian Renheng.

One could imagine that once this place was completed, it would replace the Worship Hall and become Spirit Hall's true ultimate foundation!

In the past, Spirit Hall had been able to intimidate the world because Qian Daoliu, a Rank 99, stood guard in the Worship Hall, along with six veteran Super Douluo such as Golden Crocodile Douluo. That force was certainly powerful, but it was still far from enough to inspire utter despair!

But what about the future Supreme Elder Hall? The ones strolling around inside would be successive generations of Peerless Douluo in their prime!

Of course, this so-called Supreme Elder Hall was currently just a rough concept. Even its foundation had yet to be laid.

Meals had to be eaten one bite at a time, and roads had to be walked one step at a time. The huge crater Qian Wushuang and Qian Daoliu had blasted into the square before the Worship Hall still had not been fully repaired.

Want to send craftsmen to build the Supreme Elder Hall? That would have to wait until the construction in front of the Worship Hall was finished.

At this very moment, behind the Worship Hall.

There was a broad open space that had been cleared out, its ground entirely paved with hard granite.

The morning sunlight spilled over the Martial Arts Arena, where Qian Renheng stood alone.

"Seriously..." Qian Renheng said gloomily, "You can actually talk? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Hehe, Master never asked before."

A crisp voice like a clear spring, brimming with playfulness and vitality, sounded behind Qian Renheng.

A breathtakingly beautiful girl in an exquisite gold-green dress, with smooth gold-green hair and three pairs of dazzling wings growing from her back,

was currently wrapping both arms around Qian Renheng's neck without the slightest restraint, hanging off his back like a sloth.

Qian Renheng sighed helplessly, his gaze sweeping over the stunning black-clad figure before him.

She was Ming Ji, his first martial soul, the Death Angel.

And the lively girl hanging from his back like a sloth was Chun Xing, his second martial soul, the Life Angel.

Qian Renheng was utterly depressed. So his two martial souls not only possessed independent forms, but also astonishing intelligence no different from that of ordinary people!

"Ming Ji, if Chun Xing hadn't been unable to hold herself back today and wanted to come out and play, were you planning to keep this from me?!"

"You kept me in the dark for far too long." Qian Renheng looked resentfully at the girl dressed in Gothic attire before him.

Hearing her master's complaint, not the slightest ripple appeared on Ming Ji's beautiful face.

She merely lowered her head slightly, pursed her lips into a cool and obedient smile, and still did not speak.

Ming Ji's personality was much like the three attributes she commanded: aloof, solitary, and taciturn, like a snow lotus quietly blooming atop an ice-cold mountain.

Chun Xing, hanging from Qian Renheng's back, was the complete opposite of Ming Ji, forming a stark contrast.

She was like brilliantly blooming flowers covering the mountains in early spring, radiating vigorous life and the vitality of spring from head to toe. Her mouth never stayed quiet for even a moment.

"Aww~" Chun Xing rested her chin on Qian Renheng's shoulder and said sweetly, "Master, please don't blame Sister Ming Ji."

"Sister Ming Ji has always been like this. She was born not liking to speak, like a stuffy gourd. She wasn't deliberately hiding it from you."

"Besides," Chun Xing pouted, her tone carrying a hint of grievance, "ever since Master awakened your martial souls and we were born, you've always favored Sister and summoned her every time. You left Chun Xing off to the side and never once voluntarily let Chun Xing out for some fresh air."

"Chun Xing stayed alone in the Life Realm, and every day, all I did was look at grass after grass. I was so bored I was practically growing mushrooms."

"And besides, if Master had ever let Chun Xing out, how could you have found out so late?"

After hearing Chun Xing's soft, adorable grievance, Qian Renheng could not help blushing. He nodded slightly, feeling somewhat guilty.

Thinking carefully about it, he really had been in the wrong.

Ever since awakening his martial souls, he had frequently used Ming Ji, the Death Angel. As for the Life Angel martial soul?

Since he had never had the opportunity, he had never released it. And who could have imagined that these two martial souls would possess such high intelligence? They could even act spoiled and lodge complaints. Anyone unaware of the truth would think they were living, breathing people.

If he had not come to the Martial Arts Arena behind the Worship Hall today to test his soul skills, and Chun Xing had not wanted to come out on her own, he probably would never have realized that he had neglected her.

"But then again..." Qian Renheng put aside his joking mood and stroked his chin.

"Since Ming Ji and Chun Xing, both of you possess such astonishing intelligence and can also leave my body,"

"doesn't that mean that when I fight others, you can fight independently as well?!"

"Hmm? How should I put this?" Qian Renheng organized his words slightly. "You can also use soul skills and fight alongside me?!"

After hearing Qian Renheng's speculation, Ming Ji, who had remained silent all this time, actually nodded.

"Yes, Master." Ming Ji's voice was cool and ethereal, and her deep eyes were filled with attachment and obedience toward Qian Renheng.

"As long as Master grants permission and continuously provides soul power to support Ming Ji and Sister Chun Xing,"

"we can fight independently and even use soul skills."

"Ha—" Qian Renheng immediately grew excited.

"Doesn't that mean that I alone am equivalent to three combat units?!"

Qian Renheng's eyes grew brighter and brighter, as if a door to a new world had opened before him. "If I cultivate to the level of a Titled Douluo in the future, then with a wave of my hand, wouldn't I have two additional Titled Douluo's worth of combat power? What one-on-one duel? We'll just beat them up together in the name of justice!"

On Douluo Continent, possessors of Twin Martial Souls could only use one martial soul at a time. To use the other, they had to switch. That was an ironclad rule!

But he was different. Both of his Twin Martial Souls were Detached Martial Souls, and they even possessed astonishing intelligence. What did his martial souls using their own abilities have to do with him?

Then... hehe, once he cultivated to the level of a Peerless Douluo, one person would possess the combat power of three Peerless Douluo. Once he became a god, wouldn't he alone be equivalent to three gods?!

"That's right." Ming Ji nodded and said calmly, "The only limitation is that no matter how much combat power we unleash, what we consume will always be the Soul Power Pool within Master's body."

"As long as Master has enough soul power to withstand our expenditure, we can display strength equal to yours and clear away every obstacle before you!"