Young Master, You Seem to Have Changed

The wrapped wings spread open once more.

The golden flames appearing on the Angel Sacred Sword made Qian Renxue furrow her brow.

"Flames?"

"Nanchen, you really do keep surprising me!"

He could manage this fusion of the sacred sword and flames.

"Since you refuse to give up, then take my Flame Slash!"

Jiang Nanchen gripped the Angel Sacred Sword tightly and raised it above his head. The next instant, he swung out a Flame Slash.

The scorching slash came down swiftly.

"Golden-Winged Fire Dragon!"

Qin Tianhan roared, gripping his frost sword as he activated his first soul skill once more. Braving the freezing air, he charged forward again.

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

The fantasy was beautiful, but reality was harsh.

The instant Qin Tianhan made contact, he was swallowed by the Flame Slash and blasted down to the ground.

When the smoke cleared, a deep crater had been left in the ground. Qin Tianhan had already completely passed out.

Seeing this, the twin elder sister immediately stepped onto the stage again.

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

As soon as she finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted.

Mixed in were the cries of gamblers.

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

Quite a few people who had bet on Qin Tianhan wailed in misery.

"Hahaha, I told you the Angel martial soul was powerful! Good thing I bet right."

Those who had bet on Jiang Nanchen beamed with joy.

Jiang Nanchen landed on the ground, turned, and left the spirit fighting platform.

Qin Tianhan was carried away by two people supporting him between them.

When he reached the entrance to the passageway, he saw Qian Renxue standing there waiting.

"Not bad. You can even call upon flames."

"That was a beautiful win."

Qian Renxue smiled as she praised him.

"Just average."

Jiang Nanchen indicated that it had not been difficult.

"You're quite good at putting on an act." Qian Renxue laughed.

She did not say much else and took Jiang Nanchen's little hand as they left the spirit fighting arena.

As for Ning Fengzhi, Jiang Nanchen had just seen Ning Fengzhi and the others across the way.

Having watched the entire process, Ning Fengzhi would inevitably have his own thoughts and likely want to win Jiang Nanchen over.

As an old fox of many years, she would not think Ning Fengzhi was a particularly good person. Recognizing him as her teacher had merely been an act.

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

After leaving, Qian Renxue took Jiang Nanchen to Gathering Immortals Tower for a satisfying feast before returning to the Crown Prince's Residence.

"Go back to your room. You've been tired out all day."

"Remember my matter," Jiang Nanchen reminded her before turning and heading back to his room.

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

Qian Renxue muttered. She had once been a little angel, yet he was ordering her around like this.

The day I reveal myself to you, I'll have to make you wash your big sister's feet. You'll keep washing until I'm satisfied.

Qian Renxue gave a soft snort, then imagined the little fellow who looked just like her bathing her. It felt strange, yet she also felt a faint anticipation.

"Wake up, wake up."

Qian Renxue raised a hand and patted her cheeks twice, forcing herself to calm down. Why had she suddenly started letting her imagination run wild again?

Honestly, ever since Jiang Nanchen arrived, she had been unable to concentrate.

Forcing herself to settle her mind, she returned to the study and closed her eyes to meditate for a while. Her heart finally calmed considerably.

"Uncle Porcupinefish."

Qian Renxue called out.

A breeze swept through the room, and Porcupinefish Douluo appeared before Qian Renxue.

"Young Master, what is it?"

Porcupinefish Douluo asked.

Qian Renxue slowly opened her eyes, her gaze settling on him.

"Nanchen wants a few books that record the continent's herbs. Go back to Spirit Hall and check the library for anything suitable. I remember Elder Yue Guan has a plant-type martial soul, so he is the most knowledgeable about such things."

"Yes." Porcupinefish Douluo nodded. "Elder Yue Guan is indeed obsessed with plants and immortal herbs in his daily life. He may have books containing records of them."

"Then find an excuse to ask him." Qian Renxue instructed. "Say you need them for your own use and have him bring over all the herbal texts he has. Don't say they're for a child, lest he overthink it."

Porcupinefish Douluo nodded in acknowledgment, but did not leave immediately. After hesitating for a moment, he spoke.

"Young Master, don't you think you've been excessively kind to this child?"

Qian Renxue looked up, confusion on her face. "Have I?"

She truly had not noticed. In her eyes, arranging his enrollment, accompanying the child to eat and compete, and finding him a few reference books were simply what a top talent deserved. There was nothing particularly special about it.

"Yes." Porcupinefish Douluo's tone was earnest. "In the past, when you were in Heaven Dou City, everything revolved around maintaining your cover. You never made exceptions lightly. Not to mention personally taking someone out to eat or shop, even ordinary geniuses could not trouble you into making a trip to an auction house. Yet in just two days, you've been running around for him, even personally concerning yourself with cultivation texts. You are far too different from before."

Qian Renxue paused slightly, then gave a soft snort. "He has the Sacred Angel martial soul, innate full soul power, and even dared to absorb an eight-hundred-year soul ring as his first. Such talent is rarely seen in a century. If properly nurtured, he will become a pillar of Spirit Hall in the future. What's wrong with me paying him more attention?"

Though her words were impeccably righteous, her heart gave an inexplicable flutter.

It seemed Uncle Porcupinefish was right. She really did have more patience for Jiang Nanchen than for others.

Even when geniuses had visited before, she had never shown much patience.

"This subordinate spoke out of turn." Seeing that she remained stubborn, Porcupinefish Douluo said no more. "Serpent Spear Douluo has secretly been guarding the residence these past few days, so its safety is assured. This subordinate will depart for Spirit Hall at once, retrieve the books from Elder Yue Guan, and return as quickly as possible."

"Mm, go." Qian Renxue waved a hand. "Keep this matter discreet. Don't alert anyone else."

Porcupinefish Douluo bowed in acknowledgment. With a flicker of his body, he silently vanished from the study.

The study returned to silence.

Leaning against the back of her chair, Qian Renxue found Jiang Nanchen's appearance unconsciously flashing through her mind.

Golden hair, golden eyes, features identical to hers. Clearly only a six-year-old child, yet mature beyond his years, sharp-tongued whenever he argued with others, but exceptionally steady when serious.

"It's only because he looks like me that I'm taking better care of him." Qian Renxue murmured, as though convincing herself. "Once he grows up and can stand on his own, it will only benefit me."

Only after thinking it through did she compose herself and pick up the official documents on the desk again. Yet her gaze still occasionally wandered unconsciously.

Meanwhile, after returning to his room, Jiang Nanchen did not rest immediately. He sat cross-legged on the bed, circulating his soul power and repeatedly recalling the sensation from today's spirit fight when fire and holy light merged.

The light attribute of the Sacred Angel was gentle yet domineering, while the flames of the Fire Dragon King were scorching and violent. When the two powers fused upon the sacred sword, their might far surpassed that of a single attribute.

However, he still could not control them properly. The fused flames were highly unstable, and the slightest carelessness would throw them into disorder.

"I still need more practice." Jiang Nanchen opened his eyes, a faint glimmer flashing through them.

Once he obtained the herbal texts, he could slowly research methods to improve further.

The secret of his twin martial souls could not be exposed for now. He would have to wait until he was strong enough.

After withdrawing his soul power, Jiang Nanchen lay down on the bed to rest. He would wait until the Immortal Herb Record was in hand, then go secure the immortal herbs.

Tomorrow, he would go to the academy and learn about the specifics.