The Demonic Angel Stunned Qian Daoliu

Nuoding City, Spirit Hall, Branch Hall.

"The address they gave me leads here. Qian Renxue is waiting inside."

A golden gate stood at the entrance to Spirit Hall, gleaming beneath the watch of two guards.

Damn it, they didn't even reimburse my fare. That's another two Gold Soul Coins gone!

Lu Mingzi stared blankly at the gate, cursing inwardly, utterly at a loss for words.

He...

His parents had both died. Born in an unnamed village near Nuoding City, he came from a poor family of humble standing.

That carriage ride had cost nearly everything his family had saved. Two Gold Soul Coins had emptied his purse.

Lu Mingzi sighed and slowly approached the golden gate.

"Stop! Who goes there?"

One guard spotted him and stepped forward, raising a hand to halt him.

"Little brother, have you come to Spirit Hall because you're in trouble?"

Seeing how young he was, the lead guard assumed he had come seeking help.

"Thank you, brothers. I was invited."

Without another word, Lu Mingzi took out proof of invitation. Its rank was exceptionally high.

"A Black Letter!"

The two guards took the document and exchanged a glance. Then they carefully put it away and led him into Spirit Hall.

"You'll have to go on by yourself, little brother. We don't have permission to enter."

Lu Mingzi waved to them and entered the underground passage alone, following it to a chamber at the far end.

He pushed open the door. Inside stood two men, one fat and one thin. Between them was a golden-haired woman whose skin was fairer than snow, as though an immortal maiden had descended from the Moon Palace.

"This junior, Lu Mingzi, pays his respects to you three!"

Lu Mingzi hurried forward and dropped to one knee.

"Rise."

Qian Renxue spoke coolly without looking at him, her eyes fixed on the envelope in her hand.

"Uh..."

Lu Mingzi tried to stand, but pain stabbed through his body. Black flames surged wildly inside him.

For some reason, his Demonic Angel Martial Soul was stirring.

"The young mistress told you to rise! Are you deaf?"

Snake Lance Douluo glared at him fiercely.

"Don't speak to him like that. He's still a little boy."

Qian Renxue intervened and finally turned around.

Lu Mingzi saw her true face, beautiful as an immortal maiden. She was not wearing Xue Qinghe's appearance.

The demonfire burned into his heart. Unable to endure the pain any longer, Lu Mingzi began to bleed from the nose.

"You! How dare you defile the young mistress!"

Snake Lance lunged forward, ready to punch him, but Lu Mingzi collapsed with a thud before the blow landed.

"Snake Lance!"

Qian Renxue's silvery-white dress fluttered and her golden hair swayed as she glared at Snake Lance Douluo in irritation.

"Young... young mistress, he fell on his own! I didn't touch him!"

Snake Lance awkwardly drew back his hand and lowered his head.

Qian Renxue walked over and supported Lu Mingzi's upper body with one arm. Then she felt her Angel Martial Soul stir.

What's going on?

My Angel Martial Soul only feels anger when it encounters a formidable enemy. But when I touched this boy, I felt something I've never experienced before.

Half an hour later, Lu Mingzi woke.

"You're all right. Let's get straight to the point—show me your Martial Soul."

Qian Renxue spoke bluntly. She seemed cold and distant, but she alone had cared for him and examined him while he was unconscious.

"Yes."

At a thought from Lu Mingzi, a blade wreathed in flames appeared in his hand.

"I've never seen this Martial Soul before, little brother. What is it called?"

Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes widened slightly as she studied him. She herself was only sixteen.

Yet her voice held a maturity beyond her years.

"The Demonfire Blade."

"Right, kid, don't you have another Martial Soul? Bring it out."

Snake Lance spoke from where he lounged against the wall.

"My Second Martial Soul is called the Demonic Angel."

As Lu Mingzi explained, he released his Second Martial Soul.

Demonic energy thickened the air. Black markings surfaced across his skin, and his back split open as a pair of black feathered wings unfurled.

"This... I've never seen this Martial Soul."

Qian Renxue stared in astonishment. Her Angel Martial Soul stirred again, deepening her confusion.

Neither Snake Lance nor Pufferfish had seen such a Martial Soul, either.

"This Martial Soul is strange. It resonates with my Angel Martial Soul. Come, I'll take you to see my grandfather."

After several days of travel, the four finally reached Spirit Hall headquarters.

"A boy with Twin Martial Souls. How rare! If he joins Spirit Hall, he'll surely become someone great!"

Before the towering statues of Douluo Hall stood a figure suspended in midair, radiant with golden light.

He was one of the strongest people alive: a level 99 Peerless Douluo and Spirit Hall's Great Enshrined, Qian Daoliu!

"Grandfather."

A slender figure rushed into the hall. Qian Daoliu showed no displeasure; instead, his expression softened.

So this is the Worship Hall? Tang San's backwater academy can't compare.

Lu Mingzi entered Douluo Hall and looked around. Gold and splendor filled the hall, making it seem like paradise on earth.

"This junior pays his respects to the Great Enshrined!"

Lu Mingzi followed behind Qian Renxue and saluted with cupped fists.

"Xue'er, who is this?"

Qian Daoliu descended slowly to the floor, noticing the boy behind Qian Renxue.

"This little brother has Twin Martial Souls and Innate Full Soul Power. But... his Second Martial Soul is rather strange. It can resonate with my Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul."

Qian Renxue knelt on one knee and recounted everything she had seen in the chamber.

"Hmm? Such a thing can happen? Little brother, there's no need to be so nervous. I'm no monster guilty of every crime under heaven. Show me your Martial Soul."

Qian Daoliu swept out a hand. Two brilliant beams of golden light shot forth and helped Qian Renxue to her feet.

"Yes."

Lu Mingzi revealed his Second Martial Soul. The Demonic Angel appeared, its black wings beating.

"This Martial Soul of mine is called the Demonic Angel."

He introduced it aloud.

"This! This is... No, impossible!"

The moment the Demonic Angel appeared, Qian Daoliu nearly froze from head to toe. His eyes went wide.

He strode over and gripped Lu Mingzi's shoulders with both hands, shock written across his face.

"There's no mistake. It really is the Demonic Angel!"

Qian Daoliu seemed delighted and burst into laughter.

"Grandfather, his Martial Soul..."

Qian Renxue's cool expression shifted slightly as her gaze moved between Lu Mingzi and her grandfather.

"The Demonic Angel Martial Soul is also an angel, but it was born from an evil thought of the Primordial Supreme Angel God."

"The Demonic Angel can join with the Six-Winged Angel. One is yin, the other yang; together, they are immensely powerful."

"One of your ancestors possessed the Demonic Angel... But this Martial Soul went extinct a thousand years ago. I never thought I'd see it again today."

"Xue'er, take this little brother to the basement. There are records of the Demonic Angel and methods for cultivating it there. Go quickly."

Qian Daoliu grew more excited as he spoke and told Qian Renxue where the basement was.

"Grandfather, I'll go right now!"

Qian Renxue nodded, took Lu Mingzi's hand, and hurried toward the basement.

Douluo Hall, basement.

"So this is the basement? By the way, big sister, your hand?"

Lu Mingzi glanced at Qian Renxue's hand and quietly reminded her.

"Sorry."

Qian Renxue snatched her hand back as if shocked. A blush spread across her face, but the basement was too dim for Lu Mingzi to see it.

That was my first time holding a girl's hand. I never thought it would be Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden.

No one had entered the basement in years, and dust had gathered everywhere. Bookshelves filled the room, all laden with Qian Daoliu's collection.

They lit an oil lamp and searched through the sea of books.

"Little brother, look."

Qian Renxue's voice came from deep within the basement. Lu Mingzi walked over and found a black book.

Only eight characters were written on it.

"The Demonic Angel: A Body Without Equal."