Jialing Pass, the site of the Jixia Academy.
In stark contrast to the oppressive atmosphere in the military tent of the Spirit Empire, the atmosphere inside the main hall here was gentle and peaceful.
The interior of the hall is simply furnished, yet it exudes an ancient and grand atmosphere, with the fragrance of sandalwood filling the air and soothing the soul.
Qianyu, dressed in white, stood with her hands behind her back, gazing silently at the sky outside the hall, which was illuminated as bright as day by the golden light of the divine oracle.
Behind him came a series of light and hurried footsteps.
A graceful figure, like a fluttering golden butterfly, carrying a heart full of joy and longing, rushed into the main hall.
The visitor was none other than Qian Renxue.
Today she wore a gorgeous gold-plated long dress, the hem of which fluttered slightly as she ran, outlining the girl's already breathtaking figure.
Qian Renxue has grown into a graceful and beautiful young woman, inheriting all the best qualities of Qian Yu and Bibi Dong.
Her snow-white skin seemed almost transparent under the golden light, and her long, brilliant golden hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall. Her eyes, which were also golden, were now as clear as the purest crystal, untouched by any dust.
She saw that familiar back view, etched into her very soul.
That was the only warmth and support she had throughout her entire childhood.
"Father!"
A clear and melodious call, filled with deep affection for one's child, rang out.
Qian Renxue could no longer restrain herself and pounced on Qian Yu, hugging her tightly from behind.
"Xue'er misses you so much!"
The girl's fragrance and gentle warmth instantly enveloped Qianyu. Her cheek pressed tightly against Qianyu's broad back, her voice carrying a hint of grievance and a touch of coquetry.
Qianyu turned around, his calm expression turning into a gentle smile. He reached out and affectionately ruffled his daughter's soft, golden hair.
"Alright, Xue'er."
"How old are you? Why are you still acting like a child?"
His voice was gentle and warm, with a power to soothe everything.
Qian Renxue then let go of Qian Yu's hand somewhat embarrassedly, but still stood in front of him, looking up at her father with her delicate and flawless face, unwilling to look away for even a moment.
She reluctantly took a half-step back, and with that step, the girl's well-developed figure was fully revealed to Qianyu.
She has a slender figure and captivating curves, especially her long, beautiful legs wrapped in a long skirt, which are straight, well-proportioned, and full of youthful vitality and stunning allure.
But her eyes remained as pure as a child's.
This extreme contrast gives her a unique charm.
In Qian Renxue's heart, her father was her everything.
From the time she could remember, the woman called "Mother" only gave her indifference, reprimands, and even beatings.
That is why Qianyu's only warmth is so precious, so captivating, and even causes her to develop an inappropriate and frightening attachment.
This attachment, like a seed buried deep in her heart, has taken root and sprouted into a towering tree, occupying her entire heart, as she has grown older.
She carefully guarded this secret, not daring to let anyone peek in, especially not the person in front of her.
Qianyu glanced at the fleeting complex emotion deep in her daughter's eyes, sighed inwardly, but did not point it out.
He gently changed the subject, asking:
"Xue'er, how are your Nine Trials of Angels going?"
Upon hearing her father ask about serious matters, Qian Renxue immediately composed herself, and a strong sense of pride and confidence instantly appeared on her exquisite face.
She puffed out her already quite well-developed chest, like a proud little peacock, and answered in a clear, melodious voice:
"Father, I have passed the eighth test!"
A hint of approval flashed in Qianyu's eyes.
"Oh? You passed the eighth test?"
Qian Renxue nodded emphatically, her golden eyes sparkling with brilliant light as she awaited her father's praise.
"Yes! It was just finished a few days ago!"
Soul power level 98.
Through the eighth test of the angels.
"Well done."
Qian Yu's praise was as gentle as ever, but it made Qian Renxue feel as sweet as if she had eaten honey, and her smile became even brighter.
Qianyu changed the subject and continued to ask:
"Now that the eighth test has been passed, why not proceed directly to the ninth test?"
"Given your current state, completing the ninth test and inheriting the position of angel should not be difficult."
Upon hearing this, the pride on Qian Renxue's face vanished instantly.
An unnatural blush spread from her snow-white neck all the way to her ears.
Her eyes began to dart away, avoiding Qianyu's gaze, her hands nervously twisting the hem of her skirt.
"I...I want to prepare some more..."
The girl's voice was barely audible, carrying a hint of panic that she herself was unaware of.
Qianyu looked at her quietly without asking any further questions.
He knew what the ninth test of the angels was about.
"Eliminate distracting thoughts, sever all emotions and desires, and greet the descent of the gods with the purest holy light."
And what is the biggest "distraction" in the mind of his daughter?
The atmosphere inside the main hall suddenly became somewhat subtle.
Qian Renxue lowered her head, her mind in turmoil.
Just then.
Boom—!
A deafening roar, seemingly from the primordial chaos, resounded across the entire sky without warning.
Immediately afterwards, the sky, which had been shrouded in the golden light of the divine oracle, underwent a sudden and dramatic change.
[Ranking of Martial Souls Across the Heavens]
[Ranking of all Martial Souls across the myriad realms]
Those who make the list will all receive Heavenly Rewards!
[17th Place: Haotian Hammer]
[Holder: Tang Hao]
When the words "Haotian Hammer" and the ranking of "seventeenth place" were clearly displayed on the sky, the entire Jialing Pass, whether it was the Spirit Empire or the Heaven Dou Empire, fell into a deathly silence.
Immediately following was a tremendous uproar!
"The Haotian Hammer! It's only ranked seventeenth?"
Qian Renxue's clear, golden eyes widened in shock, her rosy lips slightly parted, completely stunned by the scene before her.
As the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall and its future successor, her understanding of the Clear Sky Hammer, her nemesis spirit, even surpasses that of ordinary disciples of the Clear Sky Sect.
The number one weapon spirit in the world!
The epitome of ultimate power!
Those who own them are all renowned powerhouses on the continent!
Such a top-tier martial spirit is only ranked seventeenth?
Qian Renxue's worldview was greatly impacted.
She murmured to herself:
"I really don't know what kind of monstrous martial souls are at the top of the list?"
The girl's eyes were filled with shock and curiosity. She subconsciously clenched her fists, and a sense of indomitable spirit welled up inside her.
"I wonder where my six-winged angel ranks?"
Her voice was full of anticipation.
The Six-Winged Angel, a god-level martial soul, is inherited from the Angel God and is one of the top martial souls in the world.
In her heart, even if her martial spirit wasn't number one, it was definitely in the top three!
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