Qian Xunji Came Back to Life!

Ye Lingling was a little confused.

Even while suppressing his cultivation, he could still win with ease!

Yu Tianheng and Yu Tianxin were known as the Blue Lightning Twins.

They were the finest of the younger generation in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

The others were no weaklings either; every one of them was a genius.

Could Su Yu really be a true genius?

"Yanyan, why did Su Yu say that?"

Faced with Ye Lingling's confusion, Dugu Yan replied with a grin:

"Su Yu is amazing. He's a four-ringed Soul Ancestor, and when he fought me, he suppressed his strength too and still defeated me easily!"

"I forgot to tell you about that."

Ye Lingling paused. "A four-ringed Soul Ancestor at such a young age."

Dugu Yan nodded. "Of course. Su Yu is incredible. And don't you think he's very special?"

"Special?"

Ye Lingling looked him over from left to right. Aside from being handsome, he did not seem particularly special.

Still, that eye-catching golden hair was indeed somewhat unusual. Other than Xue Ye and Crown Prince Xue Qinghe in the palace, golden-haired people were rarely seen.

Seeing that Ye Lingling did not understand, Dugu Yan immediately explained in a low voice, "Don't you think Su Yu looks a lot like the Former Pope, Qian Xunji?"

Qian Xunji?

"But Yanyan, I don't have any image of Qian Xunji in my mind."

That was not her fault.

She had never seen Qian Xunji. He had died long ago.

Unless there was a portrait, she truly could not tell.

"How about letting Aunt Ye take a look?" Dugu Yan thought of that beautiful woman. "Aunt Ye must know."

Ye Lingling's mother had not only met many important figures on the continent, but even Tang Hao, who had disappeared long ago.

"My mother probably won't go to the competition venue. She usually just stays at home."

As for her mother, she was the sort who never left the house unless absolutely necessary.

"That's a pity."

"Still, you can see his Martial Soul."

Dugu Yan chuckled.

"You definitely haven't seen an Angel Martial Soul before."

Then she moved closer to Su Yu and blinked her big eyes. "Su Yu, let Lingling see your Martial Soul. Otherwise, Lingling will think I'm bragging."

"You said it yourself, and now you want me to prove it?"

Su Yu raised an eyebrow.

"Hehe, I got carried away. I just wanted to show off, right?" Dugu Yan stuck out her tongue. "Show it off, just once!"

"As you wish!"

With a thought, Su Yu immediately released his Martial Soul. A phantom angel appeared behind him, four golden wings slowly unfurling, sacred and imposing.

Yellow, purple, purple, black!

Four soul rings rose up.

It was Ye Lingling's first time seeing an Angel Martial Soul, and her eyes went wide. Su Yu looked even more like an angel descending into the world.

Am I about to enter heaven?

Su Yu withdrew his Martial Soul.

Dugu Yan said, "So? Amazing, right?"

Ye Lingling nodded repeatedly. "It's my first time seeing an Angel Martial Soul. It's so beautiful. When I go back, I'll ask my mother to come watch the competition in person."

"Sure!" Dugu Yan smiled.

"It's about time. Let's go to Heaven Dou Royal Academy. Everyone should be there by now."

Soon afterward, the three headed for Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

They chatted along the way.

By the time they arrived at the entrance of Heaven Dou Royal Academy,

the place was already packed with people.

"I registered you. After a few matches, it should be your turn."

Dugu Yan pulled the two of them toward a spot with a good view and sat down.

Their seats happened to be close to Xue Ye's position.

With just one glance, Qian Renxue spotted Su Yu among the crowd.

"My little brother really is eye-catching."

Qian Renxue let out a soft laugh.

Beside her sat Xue Ye, his beard and hair white, his face lined with wrinkles. He wore a gold-trimmed imperial robe embroidered with white swans.

Though his eyes carried weariness, they still concealed the calm majesty of an emperor. His back was slightly hunched, and his pale complexion could not hide the air of decline caused by years of poison erosion.

Next came the representatives of the two great sects.

Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong.

Yu Yuanzhen and Yu Luomian.

As Ning Fengzhi watched the younger generation below the stage with a genial smile, he noticed a striking figure in the crowd, and his smile instantly froze.

That was Qian Xunji!

Ning Fengzhi's heart sank.

Qian Xunji had come back to life!

Ning Fengzhi forcibly calmed himself and realized that the figure before him was only about the same age as his daughter, Ning Rongrong.

With such similar features, could he be Qian Xunji's illegitimate son, left out in the world and never discovered?

At that thought, Ning Fengzhi's heart grew even heavier.

"Fengzhi, what's wrong?"

Chen Xin noticed Ning Fengzhi's strange expression.

"Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone, look over there."

Chen Xin and Gu Rong followed Ning Fengzhi's gaze, and their eyes immediately widened.

"Qian Xunji!"

For a moment, both of them thought the man himself had been resurrected from the dead.

After thinking it over, they confirmed that he merely looked far too similar, yet he had appeared within the Heaven Dou Empire.

Wasn't that just absurd?

The Angel Martial Soul had not appeared for many years.

The last time was when Qian Xunji had tried to capture Tang Hao's wife, Ah Yin.

He understood the Angel Martial Soul's power better than anyone.

His father, Chen Jianjun, had once fought Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu had only gotten slightly serious before defeating his father. Back then, he had witnessed the power of a Peak Douluo and the might of the Angel Martial Soul.

Otherwise, he would not have joined the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect afterward.

Yu Yuanzhen and Yu Luomian noticed him as well, including Xue Ye.

"Qinghe, investigate whether that young man is participating in this competition."

Xue Ye questioned the crown prince beside him.

"Father, I'll look into it right away."

Qian Renxue symbolically summoned the person responsible for compiling information.

A middle-aged man approached, bowed, and began searching for Su Yu's records.

"Your Highness, this person is named Su Yu. He entered the competition as an independent participant," the middle-aged man said.

"An independent participant. All right, you may leave," Qian Renxue said.

"Yes." The middle-aged man withdrew.

Qian Renxue replied, "Father, his name is Su Yu. He entered as an independent participant, is at the Soul Ancestor realm, and voluntarily suppressed his cultivation to compete."

"The Soul Ancestor realm!"

Those four words shocked everyone present, including Xue Ye.

At such an age, he did not look very old at all, yet he was already in the Soul Ancestor realm.

With talent like that, even if they were told he was not Qian Xunji's illegitimate son, they would not believe it.

Qian Renxue, however, was inwardly delighted. Now you people know how amazing my little brother is, don't you?

The champion of this tournament would be none other than my little brother.

Whatever so-called geniuses there were, all of them would be trampled beneath my little brother's feet.

"Interesting."

"It will be quite interesting if he participates."

After giving it some thought, Xue Ye felt that having someone like this compete would truly reveal the gap between the younger generation of the Heaven Dou Empire and genuine geniuses.

Winning or losing was secondary, and this was not an actual soul master tournament anyway.

If they lost, it would also make those self-important geniuses among the students adjust themselves properly in preparation for the upcoming soul master tournament.

Seeing Xue Ye say this, Ning Fengzhi and the others began looking forward to it as well.