524. Sister Leaves Seclusion

In the blink of an eye, two months had passed.

Qian Renjue, accompanied by the newly appointed Eighth Worship, climbed the steps leading to the Worship Hall.

“Sister Ling Yuan, why did Grandpa call me over?”

“This subordinate truly doesn’t know.”

Ling Yuan, holding Qian Renjue's arm, smiled and shook her head.

She was the newly promoted Eighth Worship of the Worship Hall, a Level 96 Super Douluo.

Initially, she had been reluctant to take up the position.

After all, being a Worship wasn’t as free as being an Elder, where she could stay close to the Holy Son and assist him.

But once she officially joined, it turned out to be much better than expected.

This was, of course, because her special relationship with Qian Renjue was already an open secret within the Worship Hall

Even the Grand Priest openly supported her pursuit of Qian Renjue, often more eager than she was.

Though the Grand Priest also subtly hinted that Qian Renjue should double his efforts with Miss Lingling.

“Still, the Grand Priest seemed quite pleased.”

“Really~”

Qian Renjue didn’t press further, already forming his own guesses.

Recently, several Worship had been absent from the Hall.

They were all out searching for spirit beasts for him.

If Qian Daoliu had summoned him, it might mean there was news of a hundred-thousand-year spirit beast.

Ling Yuan asked softly, “Your Highness, should we pick up the pace?”

Qian Renjue shook his head.

“No need. Let’s treat it as a stroll. There’s no rush.”

“Understood!”

“By the way, now that you’re the Eighth Worship, there’s no need to refer to yourself as a subordinate, is there?”

“Is Your Highness suggesting Ling Yuan should be on top instead?”

“What?”

“Haha… Ah! Your Highness~ Please, be gentle.”

Ling Yuan hastily ran ahead, clutching her slightly stinging rear.

She quickly glanced around to ensure no one had witnessed the scene.

After all, she was the Eighth Worship now!

Qian Renjue’s hand froze mid-air, the lingering warmth gradually dissipating.

Sensing something, he turned toward the Worship Hall, his expression lighting up with excitement.

“Sister Ling Yuan, keep up.”

As soon as he spoke, Qian Renjue disappeared on the spot, leaving Ling Yuan to chase after him toward the mountaintop.

“Your Highness! Wait for me!”


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In the expansive outer hall of the Worship Hall, Qian Daoliu stood, gazing with excitement at a figure floating beneath the dome.

That figure, already surpassing his own strength, radiated a dazzling aura.

Six wings, white and laced with golden flames.

Golden hair, phoenix-like eyes, a sacred and majestic face exuding an untouchable holiness.

Her tall, graceful figure floated in mid-air.

Golden light gleamed from her limbs, torso, head, and the positions of her six wings—six inherited spirit bones.

Added to that was the external spirit bone gained from the sacrifice of the Holy Light Pegasus.

Between her brows, divine energy surged outward, forming nine golden feathers that spiraled around her.

The seventh feather among them now shone brightly.

Buzz!

The nine feathers returned.

From Qian Renxue’s full, radiant body, black and crimson lights surged forth.

Black, black, black, black, red, red, red, red, red—nine spirit rings in total.

“Four blacks and five reds, a Level 98 Title Douluo. Excellent! Excellent!”

Qian Daoliu was overjoyed.

Qian Renxue was now only two trials away from becoming a god!

The golden light receded as Qian Renxue slowly descended with a smile.

“Grandpa.”

“Xiao Xue, congratulations.”

Qian Daoliu’s face showed mixed emotions, with pride overshadowing his nostalgia.

“The strongest in the skies—it's time for a new titleholder! Haha!”

“Grandpa, don’t tease me. How could I dare challenge you?”

Qian Renxue joked, though she didn’t outright deny the claim.

As a spirit master, her current configuration, apart from Bibi Dong, was unparalleled.



Spirit Rings and Spirit Bones: Both Perfectly Equipped

No one could defeat her with certainty.

“Then, I’ll shamelessly stay a while longer,” Qian Daoliu said, his smile benevolent, unconcerned with such superficial accolades.

In the Worship Hall, the faces of Golden Crocodile and Azure Luan were also filled with smiles. They shared both the glory and setbacks of the Qian family.

Meanwhile, Qian Renxue’s beautiful eyes suddenly turned sharp and hostile, her golden phoenix-like gaze fixed on the dark figure rushing in through the door.

“Sister! You’ve come out of seclusion!”

Her cold voice carried no emotion, only breathlessness.

“Jue!”

Qian Renxue’s tone was equally icy.

In an instant, her martial spirit activated, summoning her nine spirit rings and wielding her Sacred Sword. She charged directly at Qian Renjue.

“Xiao Xue?”

Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile looked puzzled.

“Spatial Imprisonment!”

Sensing the hostility, Qian Renjue reacted swiftly. With a wave of his hand, the space before him solidified, creating a barrier of resistance.

“You dare fight back?!”

Qian Renxue gritted her teeth, her spirit bones flaring as she swung her sword.

Crack!

The black barrier shattered, and Qian Renxue appeared in front of Qian Renjue.

“Your Highness!”

Ling Yuan had just arrived but dared not intervene, only watching anxiously.

Qian Renjue frowned, his six wings flaring as he moved instantly to Qian Daoliu’s side.

At the same time, the Evil God’s Heart on his brow pulsed with a dark light.

“Qian Renjue!”

“If you dare fight back again, you’re dead! Your sister won’t spare you!”

Qian Renjue froze, turning to Qian Daoliu with an icy glare.

“Old man, are you going to control your granddaughter or not?!”

Before his words settled, Qian Renjue’s vision spun. He was grabbed single-handedly by Qian Renxue and slammed to the ground.

Boom!

“Cough, cough…”

Qian Renjue coughed twice, grabbing the jade-like foot pressing on his chest. Just as he was about to retaliate, the Sacred Sword was pointed directly at a vital spot.

“Xiao Xue!”

Qian Daoliu grew more alarmed than Qian Renjue, all earlier displeasure at being called “old man” evaporating.

This was no time for accidents—the Qian family’s future depended on them!

Qian Renjue froze completely, allowing Qian Renxue to step on him.

“Jue, why don’t you move?”

Qian Renxue’s face lit up with a smug, satisfied smile.

“What are you doing?” Qian Renjue asked coldly, his six wings retracting as his icy aura faded.

“Hmph! Your sister is simply annoyed with you!”

Qian Renxue snorted, grinding her foot harder on his chest.

“Cough, cough…”

Qian Renjue arched his back, his expression returning to normal as he forced a smile.

“Sister, could you step a little lighter? It kind of hurts…”

“Serves you right!”

Qian Renxue scoffed, giving him a light kick before retracting her foot and dispelling her nine spirit rings.

She had bottled up her frustration for far too long. Letting him off with two stomps was generous enough.

Hmph!

So secretive—did he really think she would stop him from his business?

Ridiculous!

If she wanted to, those “vixens” surrounding him would’ve been buried long ago!

“Your Highness…”

Ling Yuan finally approached, helping Qian Renjue to his feet.

“I’m fine.”

Qian Renjue dusted off his clothes, forcing an awkward laugh as he looked at Qian Daoliu.

“Grandpa, that was just… an accident.”

“Grandpa understands.”

Qian Daoliu smiled warmly, patting Qian Renjue on the shoulder.

“In fact, Grandpa hopes for even bigger ‘accidents’ from you.”

“Huh?”

Qian Renjue raised a brow, puzzled.

“Yes! The kind that causes a real commotion!”

Golden Crocodile Douluo laughed heartily, adding clarity.

“…”

Black lines formed on Qian Renjue’s forehead.

The family elders’ methods of urging for descendants were truly relentless!