Qian Renxue felt an incomparably pure and warm energy permeate her, and the burning and pain on her face instantly disappeared, replaced by an indescribable sense of comfort.
In just a few breaths, the redness and swelling on her face completely subsided, and her skin returned to its original whiteness and smoothness, even more delicate than before.
Qian Renxue stared wide-eyed in shock.
What kind of power is this...?
Her six-winged angel martial soul also possesses divine healing power, but compared to Gu Sheng's holy light, it's worlds apart!
The essence of this power seems to be even nobler and more terrifying than her angelic divine power!
"Xue'er, I promise you."
Gu Sheng withdrew his hand, looking at her with utmost seriousness, and then glanced at Bibi Dong not far away.
"This is the last time."
"If anyone dares to touch you again, no matter who it is, I will never forgive them."
Qian Renxue felt a sweet warmth in her heart and nodded gently.
She asked curiously, "Gu Sheng, what exactly happened? How did you suddenly awaken your martial soul? And what about those two ten-thousand-year soul rings...?"
"It is a divine test."
Gu Sheng said frankly.
"Recently, the inheritance of gods has been activated in many places on the continent. The dissipated divine energy has enhanced the strength of the mortal plane, giving me an opportunity."
Qian Renxue seemed to understand but not quite, but she didn't care.
All she needed to know was that Gu Sheng was safe and sound, and had become even stronger; that was enough for her.
only...
The joy in her eyes gradually faded at the thought of the impending separation, replaced by a touch of sadness.
"Gu Sheng…"
She hesitated for a moment, but still revealed Bibi Dong's orders.
"My mother told me... to return to Tiandou City immediately and carry out the final plan."
"You...you stay in Wuhun City and wait for me to come back, okay? Grandpa will take good care of you."
"I'll go with you."
Gu Sheng said it almost without hesitation.
He knew better than anyone else that Qian Renxue's coup in the Heavenly Palace in the original novel ultimately ended in failure.
He would never allow his wife to repeat the same mistake.
"no!"
Qian Renxue refused without hesitation, her tone resolute.
"You've only just awakened your martial soul. Although you have two spirit rings, Heaven Dou City is a den of dragons and tigers, far too dangerous!"
She looked at Gu Sheng with an extremely serious expression.
"Gu Sheng, listen to me, that plan... even if it fails, it doesn't matter."
"To me, nothing is more important than your safety."
Years of hard work and years of forbearance were nothing compared to the safety of the man before her.
Gu Sheng was moved. He knew that he wouldn't be able to persuade this stubborn girl without showing some real skill.
He suddenly chuckled mischievously, reached out and wrapped his arm around Qian Renxue's slender waist, pulling her into his embrace.
Qian Renxue exclaimed in surprise, her cheeks instantly flushing red.
Gu Sheng lowered his head, breathed intimately into her ear, and chuckled softly:
"How about we have a competition?"
"If I win, you'll have to obediently take me along as your 'burden'."
"you..."
Qian Renxue was flustered by his sudden intimate gesture, and punched him lightly, feeling both embarrassed and annoyed.
She looked up and met Gu Sheng's smiling eyes. A thought struck her, and a competitive spirit rose within her.
"good!"
She agreed, then added slyly.
"But if you lose, you have to stay in Wuhun City and wait for me to come back. No fooling around!"
"good!"
Looking at the clever glint in her eyes, and the concern hidden beneath her competitive spirit, Gu Sheng felt a surge of tenderness in his heart.
He smiled and nodded.
"It's a deal."
The atmosphere between the two became more relaxed because of this unexpected competition agreement.
However, they did not know.
Several figures stood silently in the clouds hundreds of meters above the training ground, taking in everything below.
Leading the group was none other than the Grand Master, Thousand Paths.
Beside him stood the Second Elder of the Spirit Hall, Golden Crocodile Douluo, and several other rarely seen elders.
On the other side, a little further away, Bibi Dong's figure was also hidden in the shadows, her beautiful purple eyes also fixed on the young figure below, her expression complex and unreadable.
"Brother, you're giving that kid way too much credit."
The Second Elder, Golden Crocodile Douluo, spoke in a deep, booming voice. He was burly and exuded an aura of dominance, but when he looked down at Gu Sheng, his eyes held a hint of disdain.
"Her Highness the Holy Maiden is already a Soul Saint of level seventy-two, and her Martial Soul is a divine six-winged angel."
"That kid has only just awakened his martial soul, and his soul power is only level 20. Even if he gets two ten-thousand-year soul rings, so what?"
"The difference between them is like an insurmountable chasm; there is simply no comparison whatsoever."
Another worshipper echoed this sentiment.
"Second Brother is right. The outcome of this competition was predetermined from the very beginning. Her Highness the Holy Maiden could probably defeat that boy with just a flick of her finger."
"I think Her Highness just wants to use this opportunity to make that boy back down and avoid causing trouble in Tiandou City."
The worshippers were all discussing the matter, and clearly no one had a high opinion of Gu Sheng.
It's not their fault.
In the world of Soul Masters, the ironclad rule is that hierarchy is absolute.
A level 20 Great Soul Master challenging a level 72 Soul Saint?
This was a joke they had never heard of in their long lives.
However, Qian Daoliu slowly shook his head, his cloudy old eyes flashing with a glint that no one could understand.
"No."
His voice wasn't loud, but it silenced all the worshippers.
"You don't understand."
Qian Daoliu's gaze was fixed on the faint, illusory figure of Saint Spectrum Ni behind Gu Sheng.
"That child's martial spirit is very strange."
"Its antiquity and holiness even surpass the angels and deities inherited by our people."
"Do you really think that such a monstrous martial soul could give birth to ordinary soul skills?"
Upon hearing this, Golden Crocodile Douluo and the other elders were all shocked, their faces showing surprise and uncertainty.
yes.
The first and second spirit rings were both ten thousand years old.
This has completely overturned their understanding.
Can one really understand someone with such a martial spirit using common sense?
Golden Crocodile Douluo frowned.
"What you mean, brother, is that kid... perhaps he can contend with Her Highness the Holy Maiden with his strange soul skills?"
Qian Daoliu took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
"I have no idea."
"It is precisely because I don't know that I am looking forward to it."
"I'm very curious about what kind of power this martial soul called 'Saint Spectrum' holds."
Upon hearing this, all the worshippers fell silent.
Their gazes as they looked down at the tall, upright young man gradually changed.
Shock, curiosity, and a hint of... anticipation.
Qian Daoliu actually thinks highly of this young man.
Could he really create a miracle?
(End of chapter)