The Big Dipper Divine Guard Army!

However, her surprise did not last long. A cold chill soon took its place.

Qian Renxue stared coldly at the four of them, as though she were looking at four lambs awaiting slaughter.

"Since you've seen me, you'll have to pay the price. Once you're in hell, don't blame me for being ruthless." Qian Renxue's voice brimmed with murderous intent, as if she might strike at any moment.

Just then, Meng Yiran suddenly spoke up. "Big sister, you're so powerful, and so beautiful!"

Her voice carried a hint of admiration and reverence. She did not seem frightened by Qian Renxue's murderous intent.

At those words, Qian Renxue frowned slightly, seemingly taken aback by Meng Yiran's remark.

She gave Meng Yiran a cold look without speaking, but the murderous intent in her eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

A flicker of disdain crossed Chen Xuanqing's eyes. He curled his lip and said flatly, "All right, stop dawdling and absorb the soul ring! They're all with me. There's no need to worry."

A cold glint flashed in Qian Renxue's eyes at his words. Inwardly, she cursed Chen Xuanqing for being shameless and lecherous.

Then Qian Renxue swiftly ended the Sacred Spirit Three-Tailed Fox's life with a single slash before sitting cross-legged and concentrating on absorbing the soul ring's power.

Just then, Xiao Wu asked in a trembling voice, on the verge of tears, "Brother Xuanqing, is she... is she from Spirit Hall? Isn't the Angel Clan the Pope's clan?"

Her voice was filled with fear and unease. Clearly, she had remembered her mother, who had been hunted down and killed by Spirit Hall.

Seeing Xiao Wu tremble, Chen Xuanqing felt an ache in his heart.

He gently gathered Xiao Wu into his arms and comforted her in a tender voice. "Xiao Wu, don't be afraid. I'm here. Give me a little more time, all right? I'll find a way to bring your mother back to life and return her to your side."

As Xiao Wu listened to Chen Xuanqing, the fear and unease in her heart gradually subsided.

She nodded gently and buried her head in Chen Xuanqing's embrace, unwilling to let go.

At that moment, Xiao Wu wanted only to feel the warmth of Chen Xuanqing's embrace, as though that alone could give her a little peace.

Two hours later, Chen Xuanqing sat where he was, a trace of impatience showing between his brows.

Then Chen Xuanqing glanced around, silently counting the time as he waited for that important moment.

At last, Qian Renxue slowly rose to her feet. Her aura was noticeably stronger than before. Clearly, she had successfully absorbed the Sacred Spirit Three-Tailed Fox's soul ring and entered the Soul Saint realm.

Qian Renxue turned around and looked at Chen Xuanqing, gratitude shining in her eyes.

"Thank you!"

She spoke softly, a hint of gentleness in her voice. That icy murderous intent had vanished as well.

Then Qian Renxue continued, "This is our first meeting, but I've heard your name countless times. His Holiness the Pope and Grandfather often mention you. They say that, like me, you possess the peerless gift of innate level 20 soul power and are Spirit Hall's only candidate for Holy Son. To be honest, I've heard it so often my ears are practically growing calluses."

Hearing this, Meng Yiran and Zhu Zhuqing froze in place.

They had thought their own innate level eight and nine soul power made them rare geniuses. They had never imagined someone could possess the terrifying gift of innate level 20 soul power.

What astonished them even more was that this person was none other than their beloved Brother Xuanqing.

Chen Xuanqing chuckled softly, a teasing glint flashing in his eyes.

Then Chen Xuanqing shook his head and asked, "I wonder, then, what the mighty Pope and the Great Enshrined think of me. Do they believe I can carry on Spirit Hall's glory, or do they think I'm merely a young man with a little talent?"

Chen Xuanqing's words revealed confidence and composure, and that unruffled bearing made Qian Renxue regard him with even greater respect.

Qian Renxue knew full well that someone with such talent and bearing could never remain a mere fish confined to a pond.

Meanwhile, Meng Yiran and Zhu Zhuqing stood beside them, silently marveling at Chen Xuanqing's talent.

"A young man with a little talent? How modest." Qian Renxue's red lips parted slightly, her voice as sweet and pleasing as heavenly music.

Suddenly, a faint blush rose on Qian Renxue's cheeks, making her look like peach blossoms in spring, so lovely they seemed ready to drip with color.

She continued, "Grandfather once told me that your talent is rarely seen in this world. Even the position of Holy Son would probably be beneath you."

Of course, Qian Renxue left something unsaid: her grandfather had told her that Chen Xuanqing was quite a good match for her, given her own innate level 20 soul power. In time, he could become the Great Enshrined while his granddaughter became Pope-a perfect outcome on both counts.

"Then I wonder what the mighty Pope thinks of me?" Chen Xuanqing asked curiously.

Qian Renxue smiled faintly, a mischievous gleam flashing in her eyes.

Rather than answering Chen Xuanqing's question directly, she continued, "You seem to possess a miraculous power that lets even ordinary people gain strength surpassing that of Soul Masters. The Big Dipper Divine Guard Army you established is powerful and rigorously disciplined. It truly leaves one in awe."

"And yet that woman has no way to win them over. Money, status, soul rings, soul bones-all the things that tempt Soul Masters fail to sway a group of ordinary people. How laughable."

Chen Xuanqing's heart stirred at her words, and he understood what Qian Renxue meant.

Ever since Chen Xuanqing had unexpectedly crossed over into the Douluo World, he had gained a profound understanding of the seemingly insurmountable gulf between Soul Masters and ordinary people.

With their mighty soul power and soul skills, Soul Masters stood high above everyone else, enjoying endless glory and respect, while ordinary people could only gaze up at their retreating backs and silently endure their fate at the bottom of society.

However, Chen Xuanqing was not someone willing to bow to fate. He had a goal of his own.

Chen Xuanqing knew that relying solely on the strength of Soul Masters would undoubtedly make that goal difficult to achieve.

Thus, Chen Xuanqing decided to make a change by teaching ordinary people some of the low-tier martial arts provided by the system.

For instance, the Dragon Elephant Heaven-Shaking Art that Stark had obtained earlier could grant ten dragons and ten elephants power when cultivated to its highest realm. Blasting a Titled Douluo apart with one punch would be no problem.

Of course, the chances of reaching that realm through one's own efforts were minuscule.

Nevertheless, this power was already enough to let ordinary people who worked hard to grow stronger gain status and respect. With access to subsequent cultivation arts under his control as well, Chen Xuanqing trusted their loyalty.

"I didn't expect His Holiness the Pope to take notice of my Big Dipper Divine Guard Army," Chen Xuanqing said calmly.

Although Chen Xuanqing was somewhat surprised, he also felt it was only natural.

After all, the Big Dipper Divine Guard Army, built on cultivation arts such as the Dragon Elephant Heaven-Shaking Art, was already powerful enough to attract anyone's attention.

Moreover, the effects of some of the cultivation arts Chen Xuanqing provided were exceptionally valuable even to Soul Masters. Naturally, Bibi Dong was tempted.