As soon as he finished speaking, Su Cheng turned around and left.
Qian Renxue stood there dazed, watching his back grow farther and farther away.
"Are you coming or not?"
Hearing the voice ahead, she unexpectedly let out a sigh of relief in her heart and hurriedly followed.
Inside Spirit Hall, there was a specialized office area, and every elder had their own room.
Although Su Cheng had not formally joined Spirit Hall yet, Bibi Dong had already prepared one for him in advance for convenience in doing research.
Qian Renxue followed behind him into the room. When she looked up, she found that the table and several seats beside it were all filled with books.
Among them were a few she had once borrowed from the Book Repository, such as Illustrated Handbook of Soul Beasts of Star Dou Forest, Illustrated Handbook of Soul Beasts of Sunset Forest, Analysis of Ten-thousand-year Soul Beast Traits, Study on the Power Source of Beast-type Martial Souls, and so on.
Beside the table were several stacks of papers filled with writing. The page placed at the very center contained only a few lines, with the top line boldly reading: "On the Theoretical Feasibility of Absorbing a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring as a Fourth Ring."
"This is…?" she asked in surprise, looking at the manuscripts on the table, then at Su Cheng, who was casually tidying things.
"Oh, I've more or less finished researching the method for crossing ring-age limits at the fourth soul ring. The question now is whether the leap can directly reach beyond the ten-thousand-year level."
Gulp…Qian Renxue glanced at Su Cheng's back with reverence.
A thousand-year soul ring and a ten-thousand-year soul ring were two completely different concepts—one was a qualitative leap.
She didn't dare believe he could succeed, yet couldn't help but believe anyway. After all, Su Cheng had already created too many miracles.
"That draft isn't fully completed. We'll talk again later when there's time."As he spoke, Su Cheng poured two cups of tea, placed them on the table, and gestured for Qian Renxue to sit wherever she liked.
"You still haven't answered. That day the Pope said she would recommend someone to become my disciple. Was it you?"
"…"Qian Renxue remained silent for a moment but eventually nodded. "Yes."
Her mood had already stabilized, and she no longer dared show the slightest disrespect toward Su Cheng. The slight hesitation in her speech was simply because she felt she had behaved far too embarrassingly today.
Sitting across from Su Cheng, she couldn't help feeling a little nervous, her long phoenix eyes subconsciously avoiding his gaze.
This kind of emotion had never appeared in her before.
"Who was your previous teacher?" Su Cheng lifted his cup and sipped his tea, speaking calmly.
Qian Renxue naturally had teachers in the past. Spirit Hall lacked many things, but it certainly did not lack powerful instructors.
Whether it was the former Pope Qian Xunji, or the seven worshippers of the Worship Hall, or even the ordinary elders of the Elder Hall—many had guided Spirit Hall's little princess.
But now, she found herself unable to say a single name.
Seeing she didn't respond, Su Cheng didn't pursue the topic. He just casually laughed and said, "Could it be your talent is too good and no one dares to teach you?"
Then he lifted his eyes to look at her. "By the way, you're the daughter of the former Pope Qian Xunji, right? What's your name?"
"My name is Qian Renxue."
"Qian Renxue… Speaking of which, we really do have some fate."
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"Did Bibi Dong never tell you?My biological father, Su Shan of the Unfettered Sword, died at Qian Xunji's hands."
Hearing this, her body trembled slightly, her pretty face turning pale.
"Don't worry. What happened in the previous generation has nothing to do with you or me. Qian Xunji is already dead anyway—old grudges are naturally written off. In fact, what I want to ask is—are you willing to become my disciple? In the sense of a successor."
Qian Renxue was stunned.
Her pride, her arrogance—everything had been shattered in their earlier battle.
Her will, her resolve—had been crushed under Su Cheng's merciless verbal attacks afterward.
Now, in her mind, the question of taking him as a teacher wasn't about whether she wanted to—it was whether she was worthy.
Not to mention that her father had killed his father.
Hearing Su Cheng say this now, she unexpectedly felt a sense of being overwhelmed by unexpected favor.
"Your talent… honestly, I don't really care. What I told the Pope earlier about requiring top-tier aptitude was just to raise the minimum and avoid being given some worthless trash. Even if you handed me some kid with average talent, I'm confident I could train him into a Peak Douluo or even an Extreme Douluo."
Su Cheng let out a soft laugh."People like you—I know exactly how your minds work. I never expected you to actually find me a disciple with outstanding talent."
Hearing this, Qian Renxue wished she could sink into the floor in shame.
"But for the Pope to actually send you—the inheritor of the Angel Martial Soul—to me… that's quite interesting."Su Cheng's smile turned subtly meaningful, as if implying something.
Then he straightened his posture, leaned forward slightly in the chair, fingers interlaced atop the table.
His eyes locked onto Qian Renxue's, expression stern and serious, though his voice was unexpectedly gentle.
"Today I want to take you as my disciple—not because of your identity, nor because of your talent. There is only one reason: I can feel your loneliness, and I understand your pursuit. When I look at you, it feels like I'm looking at my past self.If you agree, you will be my first disciple—and my only disciple."
Qian Renxue's head jerked up, her eyes meeting his—her gaze momentarily losing focus.
"I don't know what happened to you in the past.Logically, with your extraordinary talent and noble birth as the Pope's daughter, your path should have been smooth.But I can feel that your heart is tightly sealed."
"But I can talk about my own past. Though it isn't complicated."
"From the moment I can remember, I lived in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan. I didn't even know what my biological father looked like."
"For more than ten years I lived under someone else's roof, with poor talent, enduring who knows how many cold eyes and ridicule.Even if I had aspirations reaching the heavens, even if I produced countless research achievements—so what?In the end, no one understood me."
Qian Renxue unconsciously clenched her fists.
In her mind surfaced Bibi Dong's cold and hateful gaze, and the warm encouraging smile of Qian Xunji—whom she would never see again.
Most of the ordinary elders had long aligned with Bibi Dong, keeping their distance from her.
Grandfather Qian Daoliu remained in the Worship Hall all year round to avoid suspicion; she rarely ever saw him.
Qian Renxue, who had shown no real emotional loss earlier—whether in defeat or under Su Cheng's verbal mockery—now had a faint mist of tears in her eyes.
"No matter how scheming or composed, at the end of the day she's still just a child," Su Cheng thought with some guilt. "Dustheart old dad, sorry—gotta let you take the blame for now."
Most of what he had said earlier was exaggerated nonsense—designed purely to resonate emotionally with Qian Renxue.
In truth, his life in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan wasn't bad at all.Chen Xin was not the type who cared too much about talent—what he valued was the heart of a strong person.
Though gossip existed, no one dared mock him openly.Not to mention that Ning Fengzhi later became his political backing, giving him access to endless resources.
As for the ostracism before he left the clan—that had been prearranged and naturally didn't affect his mood.
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