An Yi took a sip of tea and said mildly, "You'll know in the future."
Qian Renxue curled her lip and muttered, "There you go again, saying only half of it and making a mystery out of everything."
An Yi frowned slightly and set down his teacup. "What did you say?"
Qian Renxue's expression changed, and she waved her hands repeatedly. "No! Nothing! I said you're amazing, Teacher!"
An Yi couldn't be bothered to argue with her and continued drinking his tea.
Qian Renxue leaned toward the table and couldn't resist asking again, "But, Teacher, what exactly is your Martial Soul?"
An Yi looked at her. "Haven't you been able to see it all along?"
Qian Renxue froze. "I've been able to see it all along? Where?"
An Yi raised his chin. "Look up and you'll see it."
Puzzled, Qian Renxue looked up. Apart from blue sky and white clouds, there was only a blazing sun in the sky. There was nothing else.
"It couldn't be the sun... could it?"
As soon as the words left her mouth, Qian Renxue's expression suddenly changed. She narrowed her eyes and stared carefully in the sun's direction.
This sun did seem different from the one she had seen before!
Just as she tried to get a closer look, An Yi suddenly raised his right hand and gently curled his five fingers.
In the sky, the "sun" hanging a thousand meters above them abruptly trembled, then turned into a streak of flowing fire and plummeted down!
Qian Renxue jumped in fright and instinctively ducked behind An Yi.
The next instant, the light receded, and the Sun Martial Soul hovered steadily above An Yi's right palm.
It was a fireball only the size of a head, crimson-gold all over, radiating a terrifying heat that made one's heart tremble.
Qian Renxue peeked out from behind An Yi, half her head showing, and stared in bewilderment. "It really is the sun?"
"Then you said the moon was your eye too. Don't tell me you also have a... Moon Martial Soul?"
An Yi didn't answer. He simply raised his left hand.
A cool, moon-white light appeared, and a full moon roughly the same size as the golden fireball slowly floated above his left palm, giving off a soft glow.
Qian Renxue's expression grew a little strained, and she couldn't help swallowing. "There's actually a Martial Soul like this..."
"Can I touch it?"
An Yi raised his hand slightly, unconcerned. "Go ahead."
Full of curiosity, Qian Renxue reached out a finger, first moving to touch the moon that gave off a soft glow.
But just as her fingertip was about to touch the moon-white sphere of light, an invisible force suddenly blocked her. No matter how hard she pushed, she couldn't move forward even half an inch.
Refusing to give up, Qian Renxue tried from another angle.
The result was the same. It was as though an invisible wall completely separated her from the moon.
"What's going on?" Qian Renxue pulled her hand back in surprise.
An Yi smiled faintly. "Secret."
Qian Renxue curled her lip, turned, and reached for the sun above his right palm instead.
But just as her hand neared the fireball, a blast of terrifying heat erupted.
"Hiss-!"
Qian Renxue jerked her hand back.
"It's so hot!"
Looking at her palm, which had been instantly scorched red, Qian Renxue's eyes reddened. Looking aggrieved, she accused him, "You bullied me again!"
An Yi withdrew both Martial Souls into his body, utterly baffled. "How did I bully you?"
"The sun is a fireball to begin with. You had water in your head and put your own hand in the fire. How is that my fault?"
Qian Renxue's expression froze, but though she had no reason on her side, she still spoke with conviction. "Then you should have warned me!"
An Yi laughed outright. "Would you have believed me if I had? If I'd stopped you, you would've said I was being stingy, that I wouldn't let you touch it, and that I was deliberately trying to scare you."
Qian Renxue was immediately at a loss for words.
All right, if An Yi had stopped her just now, she really would have thought that.
An Yi ignored her, picked up the teapot again, and poured himself a cup of tea.
But as soon as he picked up the cup, Qian Renxue held out her reddened little hand and stared at him pitifully.
"What?"
"It hurts."
An Yi was speechless. "Doesn't your Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul have sacred energy? Doesn't that have restorative abilities?"
Qian Renxue said nothing and just looked at him with tears in her eyes.
She looked as though she would burst into tears the next moment if An Yi continued to ignore her.
An Yi sighed helplessly. "I must owe you."
He put down his teacup, took Qian Renxue's hand, and gently blew on her palm.
A wisp of moon-white energy flowed quietly over it.
Immediately afterward, Qian Renxue felt a cool sensation in her palm, and the burning pain vanished instantly.
Qian Renxue pulled her hand back and turned it over to inspect it. She couldn't help asking, "Is this... an ability of the Moon Martial Soul?"
An Yi thought for a moment. "More or less."
Strictly speaking, he couldn't say for certain either.
The original Moon Martial Soul had mainly possessed spatial and Mental Attributes.
But ever since the Martial Soul evolved into the Great Yin Heaven-Devouring Dragon, many things had changed.
Even now, he himself hadn't fully figured out what attribute the Great Yin Heaven-Devouring Dragon belonged to.
One thing was certain, however: this moon-white energy had the ability to restore injuries.
Note that it was restoration, not healing.
The two seemed similar, but there was a fundamental difference between them.
Healing leaned more toward repairing damage, while restoration could return a damaged state to its normal level.
The "Purple Brilliant Heaven Destroying Dragon," which had evolved from the Sun Martial Soul, possessed the pure attribute of destruction.
This attribute was on the same level as the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul's sacred attribute, and even surpassed it in destructive power.
In that case, the core attribute possessed by the Great Yin Heaven-Devouring Dragon, which could coexist with and counterbalance the Purple Brilliant Heaven Destroying Dragon, was presumably anything but ordinary.
There were natural counters among Soul Power attributes.
The Six-Winged Angel's sacred energy naturally possessed extremely powerful purifying and dissolving effects. Ordinary attributes not only failed to erode it but would instead be purified by it, making it extremely difficult to devour.
Yet back in Vast Sea City, when Qian Daoliu had tested him, he had not only devoured the other man's sacred energy but had even used that property to forcibly tear open Qian Daoliu's Angel Domain.
This meant that the Great Yin Heaven-Devouring Dragon's power could counter the sacred attribute, at least to some extent.
It might even possess some special spatial ability that allowed it to bypass the suppression of conventional attributes and directly devour and transform its target's power.
Of course, this was only An Yi's current conjecture.
He would have to explore the specifics slowly in the future.
Qian Renxue stared at An Yi for a long while, but in the end, she couldn't contain her curiosity.
"Teacher, what abilities do your two Martial Souls actually have?"
An Yi picked up his teacup and took an unhurried sip. "Guess?"
The corner of Qian Renxue's mouth twitched.
There he goes again!
Can't this guy just explain everything clearly in one go?
She thought for a moment, then ventured, "As for the sun, is it similar to a flame Martial Soul? Can it control flames?"
"More or less." An Yi nodded.
The Purple Brilliant Heaven Destroying Dragon wielded the power of destruction, but the abilities of the Sun Martial Soul before its evolution had indeed been somewhat similar to flames, though their power was on an entirely different level.
"Then what about the moon..." Qian Renxue rested her chin in her hand and pondered. "What abilities could the moon have? Could it be a support-type Martial Soul, one that can restore injuries like you did just now?"
An Yi raised an eyebrow, smiling faintly. "Support-type? Do you think your grandfather would find a support-type Soul Master to be your teacher?"
Qian Renxue froze.
That's right!
Who was Grandpa?
He was a level ninety-nine Peerless Douluo who stood at the pinnacle of the continent's Soul Masters!
With Grandpa's discerning eye, how could he casually find a support-type Soul Master to be her teacher?