Chapter 7 A Divinely Bestowed Soul Ring! A 100,000-Year Soul Ring!
Qian Daobai stood up and looked at her calmly.
"It's time for you to have your own seventh spirit ring."
"Today, I will bestow upon you a divinely granted soul ring as your seventh soul ring."
Qian Renxue's smile faltered slightly.
"A divinely bestowed soul ring?"
She repeated the term with some confusion.
"Master, what is that?"
Qian Daobai took a couple of steps and explained casually.
"A special kind of soul ring, usually bestowed by a deity when bestowing divine grace."
"Its special feature is that it can perfectly match your martial soul and condense into the most suitable age for you according to the limits that your body can withstand."
"Most importantly, it contains a trace of divine divinity, which will greatly benefit your future path."
Qian Renxue was deeply shaken upon hearing this.
Can it automatically match the maximum lifespan? Does it contain divinity?
She had only seen a few words about this legendary thing in the oldest books of the Spirit Hall, and thought it was just a vague legend.
But even greater doubts followed.
She looked up, her beautiful purple eyes filled with shock and confusion.
"Master... since this kind of spirit ring can only be bestowed by a god, then why did you..."
She didn't finish her sentence, but the meaning couldn't be clearer.
"Could it be that Master, your strength is already comparable to that of a god?"
Upon hearing this, Qian Daobai merely chuckled lightly.
He turned around, gazing at the surging sea of clouds in the distance, his voice calm, yet seemingly carrying a power that pierced through the clouds.
"Even gods are nothing more than this."
In short, it's a simple, understated statement.
But it was like a thunderclap that exploded in Qian Renxue's heart.
She stood there, stunned, unsure how to react.
Even gods are nothing more than this?
this...
Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue's beautiful brows furrowed slightly.
As a descendant of the Qian family and the young master of the Spirit Hall, she was educated from a young age to have absolute faith in and reverence for the God of Angels.
Her grandfather, Qian Daoliu, was the spokesperson of the Angel God on earth, and he devoted his life to the examination of the Angel God.
In her mind, God is a supreme, inviolable, and unfathomable being.
But now, her master has uttered such "treasonous" words.
She didn't believe it.
Or rather, she couldn't believe it.
Qian Daobai did not turn around, but seemed to understand all her thoughts.
You don't believe me?
He turned around, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"Fine."
As soon as he finished speaking, he loosely clenched his right hand.
The ancient sword "Zhanxie" appeared silently in his palm.
Buzz—
The sword trembled slightly, emitting a faint, clear sound, as if it were rejoicing in the will of its master.
Qian Daobai stood there casually, sword in hand, with his eyes closed.
His soul power began to circulate, but instead of being released outwards, it was all channeled through his arm and slowly poured into the blade of the Demon-Slaying Sword.
The sword's cry grew louder and louder, and gradually, it even took on a desolate and ancient dragon's roar!
"With my sword intent, I condense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."
Qian Daobai parted his thin lips slightly, his words clearly reaching Qian Renxue's ears.
"Gather!"
As the last word fell, the sword intent that had been condensed to the extreme around him was released with a bang!
In an instant, the wind stopped, the clouds settled, and even the swaying of the bamboo leaves ceased.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth atop the entire Cloud Mist Mountain seemed to be summoned by some supreme being, frantically converging towards the Demon-Slaying Sword in Qian Daobai's hand!
Visible to the naked eye, streaks of white spiritual energy surged from all directions, eventually condensing into a dazzling point of light at the tip of the Demon-Slaying Sword.
The point of light grew brighter and larger until it transformed into a pure white halo, hovering quietly above the sword tip.
It radiated a soft and sacred light, yet within it seemed as if countless tiny sword shadows were constantly being created and swirling. The aura it emitted was pure and vast, far surpassing any soul ring that Qian Renxue knew!
This is the soul ring formed by Qian Daobai's supreme sword intent.
"sit down."
Qian Daobai's voice roused Qian Renxue from her shock.
She felt a chill run down her spine and dared not be negligent in the slightest. She immediately composed herself, spread her white robes on the ground, and sat cross-legged on the blue stone.
She closed her eyes and, following the methods Qian Daobai had taught her, slowly mobilized all her soul power, entering a state of clarity.
Upon seeing this, Qian Daobai flicked his finger.
bite.
A soft sound.
The soul ring, formed from supreme sword intent, broke free from the Demon-Slaying Sword's restraints and transformed into a stream of light, slowly drifting towards Qian Renxue, who was sitting cross-legged.
Before the spirit ring even reached her, an extremely pure energy aura rushed towards her, causing Qian Renxue's six-winged angel martial spirit to begin to pulsate with excitement on its own.
She dared not be careless. She slowly rotated her hands in front of her, forming a mysterious hand seal. Using her own soul power as a guide, she carefully attracted the pure white soul ring, drawing it slowly closer to her body.
The moment the spirit ring touched her body.
Buzz!
An indescribable, immense force suddenly pierced through her limbs and bones.
Qian Renxue's delicate body trembled violently, and her pretty face, which had been flushed with excitement, turned deathly pale in an instant.
The jaw clenched instantly.
She felt as if her meridians were being torn apart by an overwhelming force, and every inch of her flesh was groaning in pain.
This power is so pure and so vast!
It was not just soul power, but also contained an invincible and sharp sword intent, rampaging through her body and testing every inch of her will.
"Guard your mind, guide it, don't fight it."
Qian Daobai's calm voice flowed into her nearly chaotic mind.
Qian Renxue felt a chill run down her spine.
Yes, Master said that this is the most suitable soul ring for her; it is a blessing, not a destruction.
She endured the excruciating pain and stopped trying to suppress the power with her own soul force. Instead, she carefully opened her mind and spirit to accept and guide it, following the methods her master had taught her.
This process is akin to dancing on the edge of a knife.
The slightest mistake could result in severed meridians and shattered martial spirit.
Qian Renxue did not back down in the slightest.
Her will, honed through years of rigorous training, had long been tempered into something as refined as steel.
With her guidance, the violent power gradually subsided and began to slowly merge with her own six-winged angel soul power.
A warm current began to rise from the dantian, quickly flowing throughout the body and repairing the meridians that had just been damaged.
Her soul power also surged wildly at an unprecedented speed during this fusion process!
Bottlenecks are as fragile as a thin sheet of paper in front of them, and can be easily pierced.
boom!
A powerful aura suddenly erupted from her center!
(End of chapter)