Young Master, You Seem Different

The wrapped wings unfolded once more.

The golden flames that appeared on the Angel Sacred Sword made Qian Renxue frown slightly.

"Flames?"

"Nanchen, you really do know how to surprise me!"

The Sacred Sword fusing with flames was a situation he could pull off.

"Since you are not willing to give up, then take my Flame Slash!"

Jiang Nanchen gripped the Angel Sacred Sword, raised the Sacred Sword high above his head, and the next moment, swung out a Flame Slash.

The scorching slash fell rapidly.

"Golden-Winged Fire Dragon!"

Qin Tianhan roared fiercely, gripped his Frost Sword, and once again urged his first soul skill, charging into battle despite all the chilling air.

As long as he broke through this layer of sword qi, he would definitely be able to severely injure him.

The fantasy was wonderful, but reality was harsh.

The moment they made contact, Qin Tianhan was instantly swallowed up by the Flame Slash and knocked down onto the ground.

When the smoke cleared, a deep pit was left on the ground, and Qin Tianhan had already passed out completely.

Seeing this, the twin sisters stepped onto the stage once more.

"Congratulations to the Golden-Winged Fire Dragon for winning this match!"

As the words fell, warm applause rang out.

Among them were also the shouts of gamblers.

"It's over, my five hundred gold soul coins are all gone!"

Quite a few people who bet on Qin Tianhan were wailing.

"Hahaha, I told you, the Angel Martial Soul is powerful, good thing I bet right."

The people who bet on Jiang Nanchen beamed with joy.

Jiang Nanchen landed on the ground and turned to leave the Spirit Arena.

Qin Tianhan was hoisted up by two people and carried away.

Arriving at the entrance of the passageway, he saw Qian Renxue standing there waiting.

"Not bad at all, you can even summon flames."

"You won very beautifully."

Qian Renxue praised with a smile.

"So-so."

Jiang Nanchen indicated it was no difficulty.

"Quite the showoff, aren't you." Qian Renxue chuckled.

She didn't say much else either, taking Jiang Nanchen's small hand as she left the spirit arena.

As for Ning Fengzhi, she had just spotted Ning Fengzhi and the others across from her.

Having watched the whole process, Ning Fengzhi would inevitably overthink things and want to rope Jiang Nanchen in.

As an old fox of many years, she certainly wouldn't think Ning Fengzhi was such a good person, and herself acknowledging him as a teacher was merely putting on a show.

How could she possibly truly acknowledge him as a teacher? No one was qualified to be Qian Renxue's teacher.

After leaving, Qian Renxue took Jiang Nanchen to the Gathering Immortals Tower to enjoy a hearty meal before returning to the Crown Prince's Residence.

"Go back to your room, you've been tired all day."

"Remember my matter." Jiang Nanchen reminded her once before turning to go back to his room.

"This brat isn't afraid I'll forget at all."

Qian Renxue muttered to herself, as she was a former little angel after all, yet she was being ordered around like this.

Someday when I snap at you, I'll make you wash your big sister's feet—you'll have to wash them until I'm completely satisfied.

Qian Renxue gave a light huff, then imagined the little fellow who looked just like her bathing her, feeling both awkward and a little bit expectant.

"Pull yourself together."

Qian Renxue raised her hand and patted her own cheeks twice to calm herself down; how could her mind start wandering wildly again all of a sudden?

Good grief, how was it that as soon as Jiang Nanchen arrived, she stopped being focused?

Forcing her mind to be quiet, she returned to the study and closed her eyes to regulate her breathing for a moment, her heart calming down quite a bit.

"Uncle Pufferfish."

Qian Renxue called out.

A gust of wind swept by, and Porcupinefish Douluo appeared before Qian Renxue.

"Young Master, what is it?"

Porcupinefish Douluo asked.

Qian Renxue slowly opened her eyes, her gaze falling upon him.

"Nanchen wants a few treatises recording the continent's herbs. Make a trip back to Spirit Hall and check the library to see if there are any suitable ones. I remember Elder Yue Guan is a plant-attribute martial soul master; he is most well-versed in these."

"Yes." Porcupinefish Douluo nodded. "Elder Yue Guan is indeed obsessed with vegetation and immortal herbs on ordinary days, so he might have recorded treatises."

"Then find an excuse to ask him." Qian Renxue instructed. "Just say you have use for them and have him bring all the herbal treatises he has on hand. Don't mention they're for a child, lest he overthinks."

Porcupinefish Douluo nodded in agreement, but didn't set off immediately, hesitating for a moment.

"Young Master, don't you think you are being overly good to this child?"

Qian Renxue raised her eyes, her face showing confusion: "Am I?"

She truly hadn't noticed. In her view, things like arranging school admission, accompanying the child to meals and matches, and looking for a few treatises were all standard provisions top-tier geniuses deserved; they couldn't be counted as anything special.

"You are." Porcupinefish Douluo's tone was earnest. "In the past when Young Master was in Heaven Dou City, infiltration was top priority in all things, and you never broke precedent lightly. Not to mention personally taking someone to eat and stroll around, even ordinary geniuses wouldn't trouble you to run to the auction house. Yet in just two days, you've been running around for him, and you even personally inquire about cultivation treatises. It's completely different from before."

Qian Renxue was slightly startled, then gave a light huff: "He has the Sacred Angel Martial Soul, Innate Full Soul Power, and dared to absorb an eight-hundred-year soul ring for his first soul ring. This kind of talent is encountered once in a century. If we nurture him well, in the future he'll be the backbone of Spirit Hall. What's wrong with me paying a bit more attention?"

Though her words sounded high-sounding, her heart skipped a beat for some reason.

It seemed that just as Uncle Pufferfish had said, she really did have a bit more patience for Jiang Nanchen than for anyone else.

Previously, even when geniuses came to pay visits, she hadn't had this much patience.

"It was this subordinate who spoke out of turn." Seeing her put up a stubborn front, Porcupinefish Douluo said no more. "Snake Lance Douluo has been secretly guarding the residence recently, so safety is guaranteed. This subordinate will set off for Spirit Hall right now to retrieve the treatises from Elder Yue Guan and return as quickly as possible."

"Mn, go." Qian Renxue waved her hand. "Make this matter discrete, don't alarm others."

Porcupinefish Douluo bowed in assent, his figure flickering and soundlessly disappearing into the study.

The study returned to quiet.

Qian Renxue leaned against the back of her chair, Jiang Nanchen's appearance involuntarily flashing through her mind.

Golden hair and golden eyes, his brows and eyes carved from the same mold as her own. Clearly a six-year-old child, yet he was extremely mature, sharp-tongued when refuting people, and exceptionally steady when serious.

"He just looks similar, I'm just taking care of him more." Qian Renxue muttered softly, as if trying to convince herself. "Once he grows up and can stand on his own, it will only benefit me."

Having figured this out, she reined in her focus and picked up the political affairs documents on the desk once more, though her gaze would still occasionally drift off unconsciously.

On the other side, after returning to his room, Jiang Nanchen did not rest immediately. He sat cross-legged on the bed, circulating his soul power and repeatedly experiencing the sensation of flames and sacred light fusing during today's spirit duel.

The light attribute of the Sacred Angel was gentle yet tyrannical, while the Fire Dragon King's flames were scorching and violent. When the two forces blended on the Sacred Sword, their might far surpassed a single attribute.

Only, he still couldn't control it well right now; the fused flames were extremely unstable and would turn chaotic at the slightest lapse in attention.

"I still need to practice more." Jiang Nanchen opened his eyes, a faint glimmer flashing through the depths of his gaze.

Once he obtained the herbal treatises, he would slowly research methods for improvement.

The secret of the dual martial souls could not be exposed for the time being; he had to wait until his strength was sufficient.

Withdrawing his soul power, Jiang Nanchen lay down on the bed to rest, waiting for the Immortal Herb Record to fall into his hands so he could go secure the immortal herbs.

Tomorrow he would go to the academy and find out the specific situation.