461. Sea Journey

The incense on the ground burned slowly.

The training ground was filled with hidden weapons thrown by Zhu Zhuqing.

Tang San stared at the various hidden weapons and techniques, his expression numb with disbelief.

What on earth was going on?!

Dai Mubai stood dumbfounded, looking at the injured Zhao Wuji, but he couldn't suppress his excitement.

He glanced at the ground, raised his hand, and shouted:

"Teacher Zhao! Time’s up... the incense has burned out!"

"Roar!"

The furious roar of the Titant Vajra Bear echoed throughout the academy.

Zhu Zhuqing panted heavily, sweat glistening on her neck, lowering the explosive arrow she had prepared.

"Teacher Zhao, we’ve passed."

"Alright, alright!"

Zhao Wuji growled through clenched teeth, his body gradually shrinking as he retracted his martial soul and spirit rings.

Seeing the bloodstains on Zhao Wuji, Dai Mubai struggled to suppress a laugh but dared not.

He quickly called out loudly, "Oscar! Oscar! Get over here, you’ve got business!"

His voice, amplified by spirit power, echoed far and wide.

Zhu Zhuqing retrieved a soul power recovery pill from her soul tool and swallowed it. She stepped forward to help Zhao Wuji remove the Dragon Beard Needle.

"Tang San, how long are you going to stay lying on the ground? Get up already..."

At some point, Xiao Wu had regained consciousness. She had deliberately smeared some blood on her face, making her look a bit haggard.

"Xiao Wu..."

Tang San appeared a little dazed.

Until Dai Mubai shoved Oscar’s sausage into his mouth.

"Ah—"

"Tang San, eat up. Xiao Ao’s sausage is quite good."

Dai Mubai stood while feeding, and Tang San knelt while eating.

To an outsider, the scene was quite odd.


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“Xiao Jue, what brings you to the Worship Hall to visit us old folks today?”

In Spirit City, within the Worship Hall, Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Renji with a satisfied expression.

Both siblings had lived up to his expectations.

"Grandfather, I’ve come to ask for the help of the elders in going out to sea..."

Facing Qian Daoliu, Qian Renji sat cross-legged on a cushion and calmly explained his purpose.

"Going to sea?"

"Xiao Jue, why would you want to get involved at this time?"

Qian Daoliu furrowed his brows.

He remembered that the Spirit Hall’s last campaign against Sea God Island had resulted in heavy losses, leading them to impose strict control over the seaports.

"Grandfather, you misunderstand. I don’t intend to make a move against Sea God Island now," Qian Renji said with a smile, shaking his head.

"I simply wish for Grandpa Jiang Jun and the elders to search the seas for hundred-thousand-year soul beasts."

"Hundred-thousand-year soul beasts?"

Qian Daoliu was a little puzzled.

Qian Renji’s ninth spirit ring could be found on land without issue.

Was this perhaps for his mother’s sake...?

Before Qian Daoliu could think further, Qian Renji smiled and asked,

"Grandfather, do you still remember my first spirit ring?"

"..."

Qian Daoliu froze momentarily, his eyes filled with surprise.

"Xiao Jue, are you saying that your other spirit rings can also be replaced?"

"That’s correct, Grandfather," Qian Renjue nodded.

"The vast ocean is boundless, and it has more hundred-thousand-year soul beasts than the land."

"Alright, alright!"

Qian Daoliu’s face lit up with a joyful smile.
"In that case, your cultivation speed may remain exceptional even when you reach the Title Douluo rank!"

"I hope so."

Qian Renjue, however, didn’t appear overly pleased.

The higher his cultivation, the closer the day of decisive battle loomed.

"Haha... Xiao Jue, Grandfather believes in your ability," Qian Daoliu said warmly, patting Qian Renjue on the shoulder.

"You are the future master of the Spirit Hall. Do as you see fit, and I’ll instruct Qianjun and the others to cooperate with you."

"Thank you, Grandfather."

Qian Renjue nodded slightly in acknowledgment.

Once the location of the hundred-thousand-year soul beast was confirmed, perhaps he could break through to the Title Douluo level.

“Hmm?!”

Qian Daoliu suddenly let out a surprised sound and immediately stood up in excitement.

“It’s Xiao Xue! She’s back!”

“Sister?”

Qian Renjue’s expression was one of surprise as he immediately turned to look.

He could feel the intense, sacred aura radiating from outside the hall.

Swoosh!

Both Qian Daoliu and Qian Renjue flew out of the hall one after the other.

As they entered the spacious main hall, they heard the joyful exclamations of the Glowing Feather Douluo.

“Xiao Xue is now a Title Douluo!”

“Haha... Xiao Xue’s strength might already surpass ours now!”

Jiang Jun Douluo laughed heartily.

Previously, Qian Renxue could already defeat them. With this breakthrough, her strength had naturally become even more formidable.

“You flatter me, Grandpas.”

Qian Renxue retracted her wings and gently descended from the sky.

Her gaze shifted to Qian Daoliu and Qian Renjue, who had just arrived, and a bright smile appeared on her face.

“Grandpa, Jue~ I’m back!”

“Sister!”

Qian Renjue’s eyes lit up with delight.

Just as he was about to rush forward, he felt his breath catch and let out a muffled groan.

“Ugh!”

In the blink of an eye, Qian Renxue appeared in front of him, spreading her arms to pull him into an embrace.

Her jade-like hand gently caressed his head, which was buried in her chest, as she softly asked,
“Jue~ Did you miss your sister?”

“Sister… Of course, I missed you,” Qian Renjue said, struggling to lift his head.

He pressed his hands against Qian Renxue’s shoulders and used the momentum to gently push her away.

“Phew~ You’d better run faster next time.”

Qian Renxue chuckled, a soft golden glow obscuring her face but not the warmth in her gaze.

“For now, I can’t beat you, Sister.”

Qian Renjue covered his face with his hand, wiping away the lingering fragrance.

“For now? Don’t even think about surpassing your sister!”

Qian Renxue pinched his chin playfully before letting go. She turned to Qian Daoliu, her radiant glow fading as a soft blush remained on her face.

“Grandpa...”

“It’s good to have you back. Take some time to rest now,” Qian Daoliu said with relief.

At just over twenty years old, she had already reached the Title Douluo level.
In another two years, she might ascend to godhood!


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Qian Renxue and Qian Renjue didn’t stay in the Worship Hall for long.

After a brief half-hour, the two siblings were descending the mountain steps, hand in hand, enjoying the mountain breeze.

“Jue, Grandpa said you’re looking for a hundred-thousand-year soul beast?”

“Yes.”

Qian Renjue tightened his grip on her soft hand.

“Confirming their location early will be useful in the future.”

“That’s true,” Qian Renxue replied gently, her soft gaze lingering on his handsome profile.

“Want your sister’s help? My newly acquired soul skill might make it easier to find them.”

Hearing this, Qian Renjue shook his head slightly. He looked up at the bright sun and spoke softly,
“Sister should rest first.”

“Alright. Once I’m rested, I’ll bring someone to help.”

Qian Renxue smiled faintly and wrapped her arm around his, leaning closer.

“Sister, Mom’s here to pick you up.”

At the foot of the steps, Qian Renjue stopped and looked toward the mountainside.

There, a gentle figure in purple stood, radiating warmth.

“No, Mom’s here to pick us both up...”

Qian Renxue chuckled softly as she gazed at Bibi Dong. She rose on her tiptoes and waved cheerfully.

“Mom... Jue said he’s going to carry you home!”