Douluo: Copying Sunday, Lord of All Wishes
Chapter 26

Perhaps Call Her...

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Watching Ye Lulu's back, Qian Mo felt for the first time that she was so tall, so towering.

She gave him an overwhelming sense of security.

It was love at first sight~

Qian Mo hurriedly shook his head, throwing the messy background music out of his mind. Now was not the time to think about such nonsense. His gaze turned solemn again as he looked ahead.

At this moment, Ye Lulu had not only protected Qian Mo.

She had also gathered her soul power into a barrier, firmly confining the abnormality caused by Xiao Qi's Martial Soul awakening within this dozen-meter area and preventing it from spreading any farther.

Although everything had appeared effortless, Ye Lulu still exclaimed in surprise.

"What terrifying cold. Its intensity is almost comparable to that of some Soul Ancestor experts."

Then Ye Lulu asked worriedly, "Won't this little one freeze herself inside there?

"Qian Mo, hurry and evacuate everyone else. I'm afraid this little one will freeze herself sick in there."

Qian Mo rolled his eyes, inwardly lamenting that she was another Soul Master who did not like studying. How could a Soul Master with elemental abilities possibly be harmed by her own element?

Still, since Ye Lulu had just saved him, Qian Mo decided not to embarrass her.

He began evacuating everyone else.

Once everyone had moved to a safe distance, Ye Lulu dispelled the soul power barrier as well.

In an instant, terrifying extreme cold spread in every direction, coating the entire orphanage in a layer of white frost.

Only then did Qian Mo finally see Xiao Qi's current state clearly.

Xiao Qi's originally pink, shoulder-length hair now had frost-white tips, as though it had been dyed with highlights.

The greatest change, however, was in Xiao Qi's originally bright red eyes.

They had once resembled a little rabbit's eyes, but now, because of the deep blue pupils at their centers, the red seemed to have faded considerably, leaving a slightly reddish pink-to-blue gradient.

Emmm...

Pink-and-blue gradients, and an ice attribute too.

Qian Mo could not help wanting to complain.

Xiao Qi! And you still claim you aren't an Pure Child of Anāsrava!

On second thought, Qian Mo figured it was no big deal—an Pure Child of Anāsrava was merely an Aeon of Remembrance candidate, after all, and at the final moment of the Aeon of Remembrance's ascension, no one could be certain which Pure Child of Anāsrava would definitively turn out to be Fuli.

As for whether this child's incredibly prestigious identity would bring trouble?

Qian Mo had no doubt that it would.

After all, any arrangement made by an Aeon, even an idle move, could be a heaven-shattering burden to countless living beings.

Still, Qian Mo did not dwell on it too much.

Life was full of unexpected turns, especially after coming to a chaotic world like Douluo Continent.

Was it not perfectly normal for something to happen?

If anything, Xiao Qi's appearance had sounded an alarm for Qian Mo, making him decide to act more cautiously and make greater preparations from now on.

After that lightning-fast train of thought, Qian Mo looked toward the Martial Soul in Xiao Qi's hand.

It was a pink-and-blue gradient... primordial gem?

Or perhaps an ice block that looked like a Genshin primordial gem and radiated cold air.

Just then, Xiao Qi suddenly shuddered, as though she had only now recovered from the upheaval of her Martial Soul awakening. She looked around in a panic.

At last, she turned a pleading gaze toward Qian Mo.

"My lord, what is this...?"

"It's alright, Xiao Qi. Your Martial Soul has merely awakened."

Qian Mo spoke softly.

At the same time, he used Attunement to calm Xiao Qi down and prevent her power from losing control again.

Then, under Qian Mo's guidance, Xiao Qi gradually mastered her Martial Soul and recalled it, finally bringing this farce to an end.

Then Qian Lulu began making a fuss around Xiao Qi.

It could not be helped. After awakening her Martial Soul, Xiao Qi had already attained eighty percent of March 7th's beauty.

And she was an exquisite, adorable little girl. How could Qian Lulu, who loved cute things, possibly restrain herself?

Xiao Qi wanted to keep her distance and did not want to be treated like a toy.

But she also knew that the big sister before her had prevented the harm she might have caused earlier. Thus, she could only let Ye Lulu hold her in her arms with a reluctant expression, then cast a pleading look toward Qian Mo.

"My lord..."

Qian Mo slightly averted his gaze, refusing to look at those twisted, rolling peaks. Then he coughed lightly and said,

"Xiao Qi, your Martial Soul has awakened. From now on, don't call me my lord. Call me Teacher."

The moment those words were spoken, the awkwardness on Xiao Qi's face vanished, replaced by delight.

Then Ye Lulu called out from the side.

"Hehe, Xiao Qi is becoming a disciple!"

Ye Lulu then looked at Qian Mo suspiciously.

"But Qian Mo, are you really confident you can teach this child well? You may be smart, but our Angel Clan does not seem to have any cultivation experience with ice-type Martial Souls, does it?"

Qian Mo was just about to say that the Angel Clan did not, but the Martial Soul Hall library certainly did.

After all, Martial Soul Hall was a force that encompassed all of Douluo Continent. There were Soul Masters of every type, so naturally, it recorded the relevant experience of those who had come before.

But upon hearing Ye Lulu's doubts, Xiao Qi became unhappy before he could speak.

Forcefully wrenching herself free of Ye Lulu and away from that astonishing evil, Xiao Qi's usually expressionless face showed rare anger as she said,

"You're not allowed to question Teacher! Teacher will definitely teach me well!"

Seeing Xiao Qi bristle, Ye Lulu smiled warmly, the fondness in her eyes growing even stronger. She wanted to tease the little girl some more.

But at that moment, Qian Mo coughed lightly, interrupting Ye Lulu's spellcasting.

He was taking on a disciple. Be serious!

Afterward, Qian Mo thought for a moment. The storage soul tool on his wrist flashed, and a necklace bearing a teardrop-shaped ice-blue gemstone appeared in his hand.

Qian Mo held it out to Xiao Qi and said with a smile,

"I don't know what this necklace is called, but it has an ice-attribute gemstone on it.

"If you wear it, it can simulate an ice-attribute environment and accelerate your cultivation. Consider it a gift from me as your teacher."

Xiao Qi's eyes immediately lit up as she accepted it with both hands. She seemed to have no resistance to such a pretty little thing.

What left Qian Mo speechless, however, was that Ye Lulu was also staring at the necklace with shining eyes.

Seriously, big sister? You're even coveting a disciple gift meant for a child? Besides, it's an ice-attribute necklace. It doesn't suit your attribute at all!

Just as Qian Mo was complaining inwardly,

hesitation appeared in Xiao Qi's eyes. After a while, she finally gathered her courage and stared directly at Qian Mo with deer-like eyes.

"Teacher, could I ask you for a favor?"

Qian Mo smiled slightly and affectionately rubbed the little girl's head.

"You already call me Teacher, so what do you think? If there's ever anything you can't resolve, come find Teacher. Don't ever carry it all by yourself."

Having received his promise, Xiao Qi's eyes brightened, and she asked excitedly,

"Then, Teacher, can you give me a name?"

Qian Mo was slightly stunned by the request.

But after thinking carefully, it seemed that ever since Sister Zhang had introduced her, this little one had been like Xiao Wu—she only had a given name, with no surname.

That oddity made Qian Mo uneasy. Could Xiao Qi be a soul beast in human form?

But after spreading out his spiritual power slightly and sensing that Xiao Qi did not possess the characteristics of soul beasts taking human form recorded in ancient texts, Qian Mo relaxed. He assumed that Xiao Qi simply had some special circumstances.

Very soon, however, a thin sheen of cold sweat appeared on Qian Mo's forehead.

Because coming up with names was such a hassle!

But the self-proclaimed brilliant Qian Mo soon had a flash of inspiration!

The Astral Express had March 7th, and Blackie...

Then Xiao Qi might as well be called!

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