Chapter 78: Teaching Qian Renxue
In a dense forest somewhere in the Heaven Dou Empire…
Two figures stood with soul rings glowing beneath their feet—one had nine rings, the other eight. The ninth ring of the stronger was a crimson red.
These two were Qian Xunji and Ah Yin.
"Daddy, don't hurt Mommy!"
Qian Renxue shouted from a small bench where she sat watching. She had no idea why her parents had decided to spar. Just earlier, she'd been practicing—condensing her soul power into a whip and playfully mimicking her father's fight with Tang Hao. Then, suddenly, her parents had lit up their soul rings and started dueling.
Qian Renxue knew full well her father outclassed Ah Yin by eight whole levels. It would be a one-sided battle. So she asked him not to hurt Ah Yin.
Qian Xunji nodded gently, his lips moving as he transmitted soul power sound directly to Ah Yin: "Go all out, but don't harm the baby."
With that, he made the first move—a whip formed from soul power lashed toward Ah Yin.
Ah Yin immediately activated her Blue Silver Domain. Within a kilometer, blue-gold Blue Silver Grass sprouted in waves. Powered by her soul energy, countless vines surged from the earth, swarming toward Qian Xunji.
Thick vines thrashed and easily severed the soul power whip. Not even a mark was left.
Soul-power whips, after all, were intangible and only slightly more harmful than a sting. Against top-tier plant martial souls like the Blue Silver Emperor, they were nothing.
With her Blue Silver Domain, Ah Yin's vines could trap even some Title Douluo elders at levels 91–92. Their tenacity and control were formidable.
Qian Xunji's fifth soul ring lit up. Flames erupted from his hand, forming a Holy Sword. He slashed, the flaming blade cutting and burning through the encroaching vines.
"Fifth Soul Skill—Blue Silver Tyrant Spear!"
Ah Yin's fifth soul ring glowed. Dozens of vines merged and gleamed gold, transforming into a dazzling three-meter-long golden spear.
Its appearance alone defied belief—it was hard to imagine it was formed from Blue Silver Grass.
Even the hidden Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo, acting as bodyguards, were amazed. Who would've thought Her Holiness could use a weapon-type soul skill too?
Weapon-type soul skills were incredibly rare—they essentially gave a beast-soul martial artist an extra weapon. Who wouldn't want that?
Feng Xiaotian's third soul skill, the Double Wind Wings, was similar. Those razor-sharp wings once forced Tang San to use the Clear Sky Hammer.
The three-meter-long Blue Silver Tyrant Spear looked natural in Ah Yin's less-than-two-meter frame. She spun it, glowing with energy, and hurled it like a meteor.
Qian Xunji raised his arm, muscles swelling. He angled his sword slightly. The golden spear collided with the Holy Sword, sparks flying. The deflected spear flew off more than a hundred meters, piercing a massive tree with ease. Ah Yin couldn't retrieve it due to the distance.
So that's how it's done!
Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo were stunned. They had thought Qian Xunji would block or break the spear directly. Instead, he redirected it cleverly, neutralizing over 70% of its force.
But such a technique required immense spiritual power—to track the spear's path and anticipate its angle. With his superior cultivation and soul bones—especially Tang Hao's 85,000-year left leg bone—Qian Xunji's mental power was nearing level 98.
After a short exchange, Ah Yin's vines were cut down, and she was forced to concede. The gap in cultivation was simply too great.
But this match wasn't about winning or losing. It was a demonstration—for Qian Renxue. Lessons from battle stick more than lectures.
"Xue'er, do you understand now? Our martial soul is the Six-Winged Angel. Whips are fun, but they're just for play. Against someone like your mom, even if you're stronger, a whip won't help much—and it wastes your training time."
"If you really like playing with whips, Daddy can have one custom-made for you—just for fun."
Qian Renxue asked, "Daddy, when you used a whip against Tang Hao, was that just for fun?"
"Of course. Look at my face during that fight—did it look serious? When Tang Hao threw a boulder, I instantly switched to a sword."
Qian Xunji was very patient. As the saying goes, parents are a child's first teacher. Kids mimic what they see—and that includes hobbies and tendencies.
To a child, boring sword drills versus flashy whip tricks? Not hard to guess which is more appealing.
"But Daddy, when Tang Hao attacked again, you still used the whip."
Qian Renxue wasn't done. Qian Xunji smiled knowingly. "Xue'er, do you know why I used a whip on Tang Hao?"
She immediately answered, "Because Tang Hao wasn't your match!"
"Wrong. It's because of the Clear Sky Hammer's weakness."
Qian Xunji explained, "In this world, even the strongest martial souls have flaws. The Clear Sky Hammer has devastating power—even more than the Angel Martial Soul—but it's a tool-type soul. Once it leaves your hand, you're exposed and vulnerable."
"Its power is immense, but it's slow. Some martial souls don't have weaknesses—those are divine-class, like our Six-Winged Angel."
"Our ancestor was a being beyond this world. She granted us a divine martial soul. Maybe we're not the best in every aspect, but combined? No one scores higher. That's why I beat Tang Hao so easily."
A fully mastered Six-Winged Angel could theoretically suppress any non-divine martial soul. Could someone break that rule? Of course—cheaters like Ji Juechen.
Throw him into the cultivation world, and sword sects would fight to adopt him. He defied the laws of Douluo Continent.
"When this trip ends, you'll start training with me. It'll be tough—mentally and physically. Be ready."
"If you complete it, I'll give you a precious gift."
"What is it, Daddy?"
Qian Xunji smiled mysteriously. "You'll find out then."
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