The Ninth Spirit Ring: Seven-Colored Gilding! The 990,000-Year Ancestral Qilin! (Part Two)

At the very bottom of Su Chen's Sea of Spirit lay a corner he had sealed away himself.

The moment the seal opened, his spiritual form snapped its eyes open.

Images surged forth.

Qian Renxue.

At Spirit Hall, she stood on a raised platform, looking down at him with cool judgment in her pale-gold eyes. The phantom of a Six-Winged Angel spread its wings behind her, dazzling and holy.

In a back alley of Heaven Dou City, she used her authority as the Holy Maiden to suppress intelligence that would have helped Spirit Hall hunt Su Chen. Once it was done, she turned to leave.

Su Chen called out to her. She looked away and said only, "Don't read too much into it. I just think you're still useful."

The tips of her ears were red.

At the Sun Moon Empire's border, a Level 7 Soul Cannon shell locked onto Su Chen. At the last second, Qian Renxue unfurled her Angel Wings and took the blast squarely on their bones.

When Su Chen dug her out of the rubble, blood covered her lips. She could barely get out her stubborn excuse—

"I was just... passing by."

Her lashes trembled.

The last time. Before leaving the Abyss Court, she stood in the doorway with her back to him.

"Su Chen, you owe me an answer."

The images froze.

The Ancestral Qilin's will fell silent before that memory.

Su Chen's spiritual form stood at the center of it, watching Qian Renxue walk away.

He did not seal it away. He did not look away.

"Her name is Qian Renxue. Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden. She has an Angel Martial Soul."

Su Chen's voice echoed through the Sea of Spirit, his tone exactly as it was when he issued battle orders.

"By any measure,