Angel Qian Renxue looked at her young father, then shifted her gaze to the young Bibi Dong.
Nothing has happened yet...
Now that she had a choice, she did not want her father to do that sort of thing again. She thought she had to stop him.
The best way is to find Father a woman to marry. That Ling Yuan Douluo would be a good choice.
Angel Qian Renxue remembered that Spirit Hall had a Ling Yuan Douluo who was very young and reasonably talented.
If her father could marry her, that tragedy probably would not happen.
That way, my younger self could have a happy childhood too.
As Angel Qian Renxue thought this, her resolve hardened. She just did not know whether Ling Yuan Douluo had joined Spirit Hall at this point.
Qian Xunji had no idea that his daughter was already plotting against him.
Looking at the Six-Winged Angel behind Fang Yuan, Qian Xunji grew excited.
"Good!"
"It really is the Six-Winged Angel!"
Heaven had blessed Spirit Hall!
Qian Xunji was beside himself with excitement. Last year, he had picked up a genius with twin martial souls, and scarcely any time had passed since he named her Holy Maiden. Now a Six-Winged Angel had appeared!
Now Spirit Hall had its Holy Son too!
But why was Fang Yuan's Six-Winged Angel wearing a suit of armor, and why was her face so clear?
Qian Xunji's own Six-Winged Angel did not have this golden armor that Fang Yuan's wore, and its face was too indistinct to make out its features.
Yet Fang Yuan's Six-Winged Angel looked just like a living person.
Could this child's innate soul power be...
A possibility occurred to Qian Xunji, and surprise and delight welled up in him.
When ordinary Soul Masters awakened their martial souls, their innate soul power topped out at level ten.
But the direct bloodline of their Qian Family was different. Since the Six-Winged Angel was a divine martial soul, awakening it would trigger divine favor.
Direct descendants of the Qian Family generally awakened their martial souls with innate level 20 soul power!
At this thought, Qian Xunji could not help finding it strange. Wait, how could someone of our direct bloodline have ended up outside the family?
Who did this? Could it have been that old geezer?
Forget it. A test will tell.
As these thoughts flashed through his mind, Qian Xunji took out a special soul power crystal ball and held it out before Fang Yuan.
"Little Yuan, this is a special crystal ball. It can measure your soul power more accurately. Give it a try."
"All right." Fang Yuan nodded at the sight and raised his hand, placing it on the crystal ball before him.
In fact, he knew exactly how much innate soul power he had. After all, he had two gods with him, and awakening his martial souls had triggered divine favor twice.
Under Qian Xunji's expectant gaze, the crystal ball blazed with light the moment Fang Yuan placed his hand on it!
Qian Xunji's eyes lit up with delight at the sight. Then, with a crack, the crystal ball split open on the spot!
Qian Xunji: "?"
Wait, how could it have cracked?
This crystal ball could measure innate soul power up to level twenty, yet it had actually cracked.
Then didn't that mean...
The child before him had innate soul power above level twenty!
But how was such a thing possible?
Qian Xunji struggled to keep his expression composed. Looking down at the cracked crystal ball in his hand, he unconsciously muttered to himself.
"Innate level thirty!"
"This! Holy shit!"
"Innate level thirty!"
Beside him, Yue Guan's eyes widened at Qian Xunji's words, his expression stunned.
What had he just heard?
Fang Yuan's innate soul power was level thirty?!
Was this even a martial soul?
Yue Guan simply could not make sense of it.
The young Bibi Dong came over beside them, her eyes full of shock as she looked at Fang Yuan, her little mouth slightly open.
She had twin martial souls, yet her innate soul power was only level ten. But this Fang Yuan before her actually had innate soul power at level thirty?
Did that make sense?
Qian Xunji looked down at Fang Yuan before him as though he were gazing at a peerless treasure.
His gaze burned even hotter than if he had spotted a hundred thousand year soul bone in the wild!
This child and I are destined to be master and disciple!
At that thought, Qian Xunji badly wanted to run to his father and show off. That old geezer was always looking down on him-what about now?
Under his management, Spirit Hall had discovered two geniuses: one with twin martial souls and one with the Six-Winged Angel!
Especially with the latter's innate soul power at level thirty, he felt he could swagger through the Worship Hall!
Steady. I have to take him as my disciple first!
Something occurred to Qian Xunji, and he grew cautious again. What if that old geezer learned of Fang Yuan's talent and shamelessly fought him for this disciple?
He would not be able to beat him then.
With that thought, Qian Xunji looked gently at Fang Yuan before him, his tone careful, as though afraid of frightening the child.
"Little Yuan, would you be willing to become my disciple?"
Fang Yuan's Rakshasa Martial Soul stirred. He knew Rakshasa Bibi Dong was displeased, expressing that he should not take Qian Xunji as his master.
Although he had absolute control over his Rakshasa Martial Soul, his heart still leaned toward Rakshasa Bibi Dong. He was not close to the Qian Xunji before him.
So Fang Yuan turned to look behind him and prompted Angel Qian Renxue, "Sister Xue."
"I'm sorry, Father." Standing behind Fang Yuan, Angel Qian Renxue looked at Qian Xunji with a complicated gaze.
Qian Xunji: "!?"
Divine Angel Ancestor above, what did I just hear?
The Six-Winged Angel actually called me Father?
Am I awake?
Beside him, Yue Guan was utterly dumbfounded too. A martial soul could actually speak, and she had even called His Holiness the Pope Father?
Oh no!
Do I know too much?
Cold sweat instantly broke out on Yue Guan's back. He felt as though he had inadvertently learned an incredible secret.
Heavens, Old Ghost, where are you?!
Save me, Old Ghost!
Yue Guan desperately wanted to turn around and leave right then, but he did not dare, because doing so would be a confession without being questioned.
He glanced toward the entrance of the Pope's Hall, wanting to see whether his good brother had heard the secret just as he had.
Then Yue Guan saw what seemed to be a shadow vanishing from the doorway at lightning speed.
Gui Mei: I'm out of here.
Yue Guan: ???
Seriously, brother?
You're just abandoning me and running away?
How can you be so selfish?!
At least help shoulder some of the pressure!
Realizing that his good brother Gui Mei had slipped away, Yue Guan stood frozen in place, not daring to move. He was a complete wreck.
Will I still be able to come to the Pope's Hall tomorrow?
Surely His Holiness the Pope won't send me off to the countryside over some misstep?
Yue Guan wore a bitter expression, his face steeped in worry.
Qian Xunji came back to his senses and was about to ask Fang Yuan what was going on, but before he could speak, Angel Qian Renxue called forth her angel divine power!
Hum!
A divine aura instantly rippled outward. Qian Xunji involuntarily staggered backward, his face stunned.
"What!?"
"This aura! How is this possible!?"
This was the Angel God's aura, just like that of the Angel God Statue in the Worship Hall!
Yue Guan instinctively pulled the young Bibi Dong over and rapidly retreated, feeling all the soul power in his body freeze. Under that pressure, sweat seeped from his forehead.
At the same time,
The Angel God Statue in the Worship Hall blazed with light, and Qian Daoliu, who was praying below it, abruptly opened his eyes.
"The Angel God's aura!"
Looking up at the Angel God Statue above him, Qian Daoliu sensed that a deity had appeared nearby!
"Could the Divine Ancestor have descended!?"
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