The Three-Month Deadline Has Arrived, Tang San, Die!

The exhaustion that had long been compressed to its limit within her body instead deeply stabbed at Shen Zhaoran's soul at this moment.

She could feel that surging tide of hatred!

Her body could still endure more!!!

Intense unwillingness, pain, and hatred drove her body onward, racing toward self-destruction!

"Benefactor... please... continue..."

Lin Yue lowered his head slightly and looked at Shen Zhaoran's face.

Her entire body had long been soaked in blood, yet her eyes now seemed to gather holy light, dazzling beyond measure!

Feeling the tight grip and strength coming from her palm, Lin Yue slowly closed his eyes.

"The success rate is less than ten percent. Are you sure you want to continue?"

"Continue!"

Gritting her teeth, Shen Zhaoran forced herself to remain upright. At this moment, her willpower rose to its peak alongside the agonizing pain within her body!

"Alright..."

[Warning, amplify Martial Soul 'Radiant Sword'. If amplification fails, the target Martial Soul will shatter. Amplification success rate: 10%. Fee: 3000 points.]

"Confirmed."

This time, violently overwhelming energy poured down! Even the air twisted into ripples!

In an instant, the girl's face turned ashen gold. A mouthful of blood burst from her, with streaks of blood spilling from all seven orifices!

Surging, violent power churned within the girl's body, smashing her apart bit by bit like a rag doll!

Blood seeped from every pore. The already frail girl instantly became a bloody figure.

Had she not been tightly gripping his hand, Lin Yue would have thought that this girl could no longer endure it and had already fainted.

Yet no matter how desperately she persevered, the Martial Soul floating before her completely dimmed at that moment—

"Shatter!"

Unable to withstand the immense amplification energy, the Radiant Sword Martial Soul instantly shattered under the infusion of power!

The girl's body seemed to have had its spine pulled out. Her skin and flesh split apart, blood bursting from her limbs in sprays, until not a single patch of intact flesh remained on her body!

Shen Zhaoran's body finally collapsed beneath the torment of agonizing pain, gradually going limp...

Lin Yue merely sighed softly at this.

Right. This was what probability looked like. Succeeding several times in a row was already a gift from heaven. How could he possibly succeed three times straight?

This also put an end to the girl's long-cherished wish... Allowing her to rest in peace could be considered completing the commission, in a sense.

Thinking this, Lin Yue was about to withdraw his hand when his expression abruptly changed!

Hm?

Something was wrong! There was still strength coming through her hand?! She was still holding on!!!

Feeling the trembling from his right hand, Lin Yue's pupils contracted.

[Ding, amplification successful.]

Along with the crisp, pleasant notification, the girl before Lin Yue slowly floated up amid the blood covering her body.

Within the filthy prison, a beam of holy light now descended, illuminating every corner of the cell.

Within the sacred radiance, the shattered broken sword slowly floated up, its fragments joining together and gradually reforging beneath the light!

The girl who should have been completely dead also began recovering from her external injuries bit by bit before Lin Yue's eyes.

The girl's body was remade at that moment. Beneath the sacred radiance, every inch of flesh and skin rapidly recovered... healed... as though reborn...

Yet Lin Yue's gaze was drawn to the sacred longsword before her, and he could no longer look away!

That longsword, wholly wrapped in holy light, entirely gilded, its blade enveloped in crimson flames... and six pure white wings at its hilt... was unmistakably—

[Ding! Amplification successful. Radiant Sword has evolved into Angel Holy Sword.]

"Angel Holy Sword?!!!"

The system notification made Lin Yue completely connect the holy sword before him with the angel divine artifact he had seen in his previous life.

If not for his memories of his previous life, Lin Yue would never have found this sword familiar.

But looking at it now, wasn't this the divine artifact of the Six-Winged Angel God? What else could it be but the Angel Holy Sword?!!

But could a divine artifact that only a god could possess and fully wield actually become a Martial Soul?

Just as he found this bizarre, Lin Yue suddenly remembered the Demon Sword in his right hand...

That Martial Soul, which required twenty levels of Soul Power to wield normally, immediately eased his expression somewhat.

Right, his Demon Sword seemed even more bizarre than this thing. Thinking about it that way, having the Angel Holy Sword as a Martial Soul did not seem all that strange.

He just wondered whether the Angel Holy Sword could also raise the girl's Innate Soul Power to a terrifying level.

After calming himself, Lin Yue raised his head and looked at Shen Zhaoran behind the holy sword.

The girl floating in the air was having her meridians, flesh, and wounds completely remade beneath that sacred radiance.

Even her once ordinary face now carried a hint more sanctity and unapproachable beauty beneath the divine light.

When she landed, the faint fluctuations emanating from her made Lin Yue secretly shudder.

There was no mistake. This feeling... Innate Full Soul Power? No, it should be even higher.

Not only had all the girl's injuries been remade, but even the grade of her meridians and her innate talent had been enhanced by several degrees as her Martial Soul underwent divinization!

Shen Zhaoran landed, opened her eyes, and gripped that Martial Soul at the very peak of the world. A trace of judgment-like righteousness and determination flashed through her eyes.

[Ding, mission complete. Reward obtained: 10,000 points, Gold +9 Enhancement Coupon, Amplification Blessing Coupon.]

Feeling the surging power within her body, the girl's eyes reddened, and she directly knelt before Lin Yue.

"Benefactor, thank you for the grace of giving me new life. I, Shen Zhaoran, am willing to remain by your side for the rest of my life, serving only as your maid, pouring your tea and fetching your water, to repay this debt of gratitude."

Lin Yue had not expected that the girl who had seemed sacred and inviolable, as pure as an angel just moments ago, would now kneel and bow before him. Her Martial Soul flickered repeatedly, as if engraving this vow into itself...

Stunned, Lin Yue froze for a moment before finally reacting.

"Wait, didn't you persist until now because you wanted to kill more despicable families like the Shi Family?"

With the generous reward in hand, Lin Yue looked at the little girl who had once been covered in wounds, whose clothes had long since been congealed with blood scabs, and a trace of awkwardness appeared in his eyes.

"You should still have some distant relatives, or perhaps unfulfilled wishes, right?"

"No, Benefactor. I have already lost everything."

Recalling the past, tears once again welled in Shen Zhaoran's eyes.

She had nothing left. Only the sword in her hand and the benefactor before her remained.

"But have you really decided to stay at my side for the rest of your life and do nothing else? You clearly have the ability to fulfill your dreams, yet you're willing to be just a little maid?"

Seeing the hesitation on the girl's face, Lin Yue stepped forward, lightly patted her shoulder, and smiled.

"It's alright. Go do what you need to do first."

If a girl whose Martial Soul was the Angel Holy Sword suddenly appeared at his side, who knew what madness that lunatic Tang Hao would unleash.

Fortunately, Tang Hao had apparently run off to wreak havoc at another Spirit Hall branch during this period. News of Spirit Hall branch halls being attacked had been arriving from all over. Otherwise, just the instant Shen Zhaoran's Martial Soul evolved tonight would probably have made that mad drunkard Tang Hao leap out and go berserk.

Keeping this girl by his side was absolutely not a good thing. Rather than letting Tang Hao target her, it would be better to let her go for now. Once she had grown stronger, she could prove even more valuable...

"Benefactor, y-you don't want me anymore?"

With her lips pressed together, tears shimmered in Shen Zhaoran's eyes. She had already lost everything. Was even her final benefactor going to abandon her?

"No. It's simply dangerous to stay by my side. You should go somewhere broader and make use of your talent."

Looking at the girl, Lin Yue sighed inwardly.

"Angel Holy Sword! This is the Angel Holy Sword!"

If Qian Daoliu met this child, holding the Angel Holy Sword while seeing that her Martial Soul was also the Angel Holy Sword, who knew how shocked that old man would be?

Why let her stay beside him and consume his resources when he could send her to Spirit Hall to drain Spirit Hall's reserves?

Come to think of it, since both were Angel Holy Swords, she could definitely perform a Martial Soul Fusion Skill with an Angel Martial Soul, right?

Once this girl became close with the little angel, could he use their strength to completely restrain that insane woman Bibi Dong, change Spirit Hall's original fate, and allow the Douluo Continent to reach peace and unification at a lower cost?

While Lin Yue was still deep in thought, Shen Zhaoran vaguely recalled Spirit Hall's previous recruitment and invitation.

It had been precisely because she had not joined Spirit Hall immediately that those people had found their chance. If she had relied on Spirit Hall, she would never have suffered such a tragic fate.

That was right. These local tyrant families were like scum, lying atop countless commoner Soul Masters and sucking their blood. Without Spirit Hall's deterrence, who knew how many more cases like hers there would be...

"Benefactor, I understand."

Putting away the Angel Holy Sword, the girl's expression turned solemn. Intense hatred erupted from her heroic face.

"I will join Spirit Hall and protect the growth of all commoner Soul Masters. I will kill every last one of these maggots!"

How nice...

Seeing the hope and purpose rising in the girl's eyes, Lin Yue smiled lightly.

The most important thing in life was purpose. Keeping her by his side would only give him a walking corpse that belonged solely to him.

This vibrant appearance, striving toward a goal, was the bearing and pride a genius Soul Master ought to possess...

Lin Yue nodded slightly and was about to praise her when the girl suddenly knelt before him once more, her forehead striking the ground heavily.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Before he could recover, three heavy kowtows rang out, accompanied by cracking floor tiles and sprays of blood blooming before Lin Yue.

When she raised her head, blood stained her forehead, and her eyes were full of apology.

"I, Shen Zhaoran, swear once again upon my Martial Soul. From this day onward, I will regard Benefactor as the one I serve for the rest of my life. No matter when it is, no matter the command, I will absolutely obey, to repay this great kindness."

"However, Shen Zhaoran cannot yet serve at Benefactor's side."

"Please forgive this humble girl for first joining Spirit Hall and exterminating all the scum in the world who prey upon commoner Soul Masters!"

"It's fine. Just go do what you want to do..."

Lin Yue looked at the floor tile that had been smashed bloody, then saw the Angel Holy Sword floating behind the girl flicker faintly, clearly recording this oath completely. He bared his teeth.

Hiss...

Why did he feel as though he had planted an utterly extraordinary nail inside Spirit Hall?