Young Master, Come Sleep

But they would meticulously record the appearances of those Titled Douluo, making it easier for Spirit Hall to gather intelligence.

Qian Chenzhou had to admire Spirit Hall's intelligence network. It was absolutely top-tier. Presumably, this system was still maintained among the bishops of those Spirit Hall branches.

"No wonder Tang Ritian initially hid in a small village like Holy Soul Village." Qian Chenzhou could not help but sigh.

After all, Spirit Hall would not pay attention to people in such small villages. Even if they investigated, with Tang Hao's strength as a Titled Douluo, he could leave quickly without ever being discovered.

Since Tang Hao had been able to scheme the Blue Silver Emperor to death, he was not the reckless sort.

Killing Spirit Hall soul masters would inevitably trigger a large-scale investigation by Spirit Hall. That would only create a vicious cycle and draw the attention of figures above the rank of Red-Clothed Bishop.

Time passed bit by bit.

Other than the rustling of turning pages, the entire bedroom was silent.

The maid looked at the wall clock. It was already eleven at night. She gently hugged Qian Chenzhou and gave his tiny body a face-washing service.

"Young Master, it's time for bed."

Qian Chenzhou only felt suffocated. He kept lightly patting those pale steamed buns with his hands, but their soft, springy rebound made his little hands especially powerless.

"Alright, alright, let me go first."

Qian Chenzhou spoke. If his hardware allowed it right now, he would definitely show this woman what it meant to discipline a woman with a stick!

The woman released Qian Chenzhou, then watched as he took off his sleeping robe, lifted a corner of the quilt, and lightly patted it. "Young Master, come sleep."

Qian Chenzhou once again sensed the soul power within his body. It was completely empty. He tried circulating the Qian Clan's cultivation method, but without soul power, it truly could not be activated.

"Use martial soul, Human Emperor Body."

[Use successful!]

Qian Chenzhou felt a special kind of power emerge within him and begin flowing through his meridians. Threads of abundant energy spread throughout his body, warm and exceptionally comfortable.

When he circulated the Qian Clan's meditation method again, it indeed performed completely differently from before.

Though a Soul Elder was not considered powerful combat strength within Spirit Hall, her perception was still there.

From being a mere child before to now being able to meditate independently, the woman quickly sat up. She did not dare disturb Qian Chenzhou's cultivation. She swiftly dressed, gently pushed open the door, and headed outside.

In less than ten minutes, Qian Daoliu of the Offering Hall and Qian Xunji of the Pope Hall received the news at the same time and hurried over from outside.

Gently pushing open the door, they indeed saw little Qian Chenzhou sitting cross-legged on the bed, cultivating.

As people who practiced the same meditation method, they could naturally clearly sense the route circulating through Qian Chenzhou's body!

The father and son said nothing. They backed away and carefully closed the door.

"From now on, keep a close eye on Chenzhou's time. Do not let him cultivate for too long." Qian Daoliu instructed the women in the courtyard.

The earlier one cultivated, the more beneficial it obviously was. Yet cultivating too early, possessing soul power before awakening one's martial soul, placed an equally heavy burden on a young body.

At least, no such case had ever appeared in Spirit Hall's records on the Douluo Continent.

Even Qian Daoliu found it difficult to make a decision.

After all, Qian Chenzhou possessed a godly inheritance. As long as he became a god, he would surely bring another godly inheritance to the Qian Clan in the future. At that time, the Qian Clan's strength would inevitably soar!

There was no need to take risks for such a brief initial stage.

"Yes, Grand Offering!"

The night passed without sleep.

When the morning sun rose, Qian Chenzhou ended his meditation. Though he had clearly not slept all night, he felt exceptionally refreshed.

When he pushed open the door, the maids had already prepared breakfast.

After breakfast, it was still the usual routine: sword practice!

The morning quickly passed. In the afternoon, accompanied by Ghost, Qian Chenzhou once again went to the corner from yesterday afternoon and continued searching for the knowledge he wanted.

Ghost continued sitting nearby in meditation.

A Spirit Hall intelligence agent entered, respectfully handed Ghost a note, then turned and left.

Ghost merely glanced at it.

"Young Master, that trash Yu Xiaogang has already been sent to the Healing Hall by Bibi Dong and is receiving treatment there."

The pen in Qian Chenzhou's hand stopped. He was speechless at Bibi Dong's lovestruck brain, but it was also within his expectations. "Tell them to take good care of Yu Xiaogang. I hope he does not appear in my sight for the next half year."

"Yes."

Ghost instantly vanished into the dark shadows.

In less than half a minute, another Soul Douluo came to replace Ghost's position and quietly sat beside Qian Chenzhou.

Every morning, he practiced swordsmanship. Every afternoon, he searched for the knowledge he needed. At night, he ate at the Offering Hall, then returned to his own palace to cultivate. The days passed quickly, and a month went by in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, Qian Chenzhou had completely gathered the information he needed.

Evening.

Qian Xunji was reviewing documents while Qian Chenzhou cultivated soul power when the doors of the Pope Hall were pushed open.

Bibi Dong, whose punishment had ended, walked in. Her expression was not very good. When she saw that Qian Chenzhou had already begun cultivating, a trace of surprise flashed through her eyes.

"Dong'er, what is it?" Qian Xunji frowned slightly, deeply displeased by Bibi Dong barging in without reporting first.

Considering that she was his disciple, he did not punish her directly.

"Your Holiness, please send a healing-type Soul Douluo to treat Xiaogang." Bibi Dong knelt.

Qian Xunji merely glanced at his little brother and found that he was still cultivating soul power, showing no sign of being affected by the outside world. "I know about this matter. Go wait."

Bibi Dong rose without speaking and silently left Spirit Hall.

She knew that her teacher would absolutely not find a healing-type Soul Douluo to help Xiaogang now. But those damned people at the Healing Hall were not sincerely treating Xiaogang at all—they were experimenting on him instead!

And all of this had definitely been ordered by Qian Chenzhou!

That night, Bibi Dong went directly into the Healing Hall and forcibly took Yu Xiaogang away.

When it happened, the soul masters outside the Healing Hall immediately went to the Pope Hall to report the matter.

"I understand. You may go." Qian Xunji waved his hand.

"Yes, Your Holiness!"

After the soul master withdrew, Qian Xunji kept tapping his fingers on the table. "Little brother, what do you think?"

Qian Chenzhou slowly opened his eyes and looked at his elder brother. The other man had actually already made his decision; asking him was merely going through the motions.

Yet after all the things his good brother Yu Xiaogang had endured during this time, he had not given him even a single good thing.