When Tang San saw the glowing light appear, his eyes widened in shock as he thought, "Healing Soul Light?! It can't be a Food-Type Martial Soul. Is it a top-tier support Martial Soul like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda or Nine Heart Begonia?"
However, he quickly dismissed the idea: "No, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's leader Ning Fengzhi only has one daughter, and how could a disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School possibly be a Divine Envoy of Spirit Hall? This doesn't resemble the Glazed Light of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda either. Although I've never seen Nine Heart Begonia, I know each generation can only have one inheritor, and only two Nine Heart Begonia Soul Masters can exist simultaneously. Only when one dies can another descendant awaken it. Uncle mentioned the current Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul is at Heaven Dou Imperial Academy."
Tang San had heard of Nine Heart Begonia—a support Martial Soul reputed to be even stronger than the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. As long as a Nine Heart Begonia Soul Master lives, other Soul Masters would find it nearly impossible to die. However, due to its unique inheritance restrictions, this Martial Soul remains exceedingly rare, preventing it from forming its own sect.
Tang San observed the freckled doctor's radiant glow—the white-gold Holy Light flowed like the finest grains of sand, resembling strands of golden silk.
He couldn't detect any visible Martial Soul manifestation. The only possible clue was the tattoo on the female doctor's hand, resembling either a cross or a sword.
Of course, Tang San didn't need to speculate further. He quietly took two steps back, then raised his left index and middle fingers to cover his left eye. In the next moment, Soul Power surged into his External Soul Bone as his pupil flipped, transforming into a Golden Divine Pupil.
[Martial Soul: Six-Winged Angel (God-level)]
[Soul Power: Level 60]
!!!??
Tang San's pupils contracted sharply—he seemed to have stumbled upon knowledge no outsider should possess.
His mind reeled with shock: "Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul!! Isn't that the inherited Martial Soul of Spirit Hall's Qian family?! Then this woman before me is..."
The current Saintess of Spirit Hall?!
If there was any "Soul Master heir" on the Douluo Continent whose status could rival or even surpass Tang San's, it would be Spirit Hall's current Saintess, Qian Renxue.
Just as the Clear Sky Sect had its Young Master, Spirit Hall naturally had its own successor. The current Pope, Qian Xun Ji, was the previous generation's Holy Child who later inherited Spirit Hall's authority from his father, Qian Daoliu, to become Pope. In other words, this freckled woman healing others with Soul Power was, barring unforeseen circumstances, the next Pope.
"Why would the Saintess appear here? Moreover, she's concealing her Martial Soul? And she's disguised?" As the Clear Sky Sect's Young Master, Tang San had naturally heard rumors about Spirit Hall's Saintess.
He'd heard that Qian Renxue, like himself, possessed Innate Full Spirit Power. Not only had she inherited the Qian family's Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, but her beauty was said to be peerless.
Precisely because both Tang San and Qian Renxue shared Innate Full Spirit Power, Spirit Hall paid extra attention to Tang San. What Spirit Hall truly feared wasn't the emergence of a second Clear Sky Douluo—but rather, a second Qian Renxue.
As for whether the person before him with the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul could be another illegitimate daughter of Qian Xun Ji, Tang San didn't even entertain such a thought. The probability of the Six-Winged Martial Soul appearing was similar to that of the Nine Heart Begonia—it was almost always passed down through generations.
If not for Tang San possessing an External Soul Bone, he wouldn't have been able to see through Qian Renxue's disguise.
Soon, the young man who had been severely injured and near death by a Spirit Beast miraculously recovered. Seeing her son restored, the woman wept with gratitude and offered all her gold and silver, crying, "Thank you, Divine Envoy! Thank you, Divine Envoy! This is the payment for your treatment. Please accept it."
Qian Renxue waved her hand and tossed the bag of coins back onto the table, her voice devoid of emotion. "The Spirit Hall believes in light and justice. It is our duty to help those in need. You don't need to offer me any reward. Assisting and protecting ordinary people is my mission."
"Thank you, Divine Envoy!" Hearing this, the mother and son knelt excitedly, kowtowing repeatedly before leaving.
Tang San silently stood by, observing the entire process. The power of a Martial Soul to heal wounds wasn't particularly strange—most physicians became healers precisely because they awakened auxiliary Martial Souls capable of healing. But in Tang San's eyes, this was nothing short of a miracle.
Because the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul was not an auxiliary Martial Soul at all.
Staring at the disguised Qian Renxue in shock, Tang San thought to himself, "Just as Father said, the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul is all-encompassing in six aspects. This is a God-level Martial Soul—power derived from the gods."
The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul not only possessed the weaponry of an Item Martial Soul but also the healing abilities of an auxiliary Martial Soul, the defensive capabilities of a defensive Martial Soul, the Control Soul Skills of a control-type Martial Soul, and even the physical enhancements and flight abilities of a Beast Spirit. It was a perfectly balanced Martial Soul with no weaknesses.
Noticing that Tang San remained standing even after the woman and the young man had left, Qian Renxue turned her bright, clear eyes toward him and said, "If you need healing, take a seat on the chair."
Tang San narrowed his eyes slightly and sat down in front of the disguised Qian Renxue. "I'm not a resident of Spirit Hall City," he said.
Qian Renxue's expression remained unchanged. "That's fine."
"I don't worship the Spirit Hall."
"That's fine."
"What if I might even be an enemy of the Spirit Hall? Is that still fine?"
Although the Clear Sky Sect currently had no open conflicts with the Spirit Hall, if the Spirit Hall truly sought to unify the continent, the Clear Sky Sect would undoubtedly be its greatest obstacle.
Qian Renxue glanced at Tang San. "The Spirit Hall is not a sect and does not actively oppose anyone. We merely spread the will of the gods, bringing divine light to all, so that everyone may feel the warmth of that light. Even ordinary people receive our healing. The Spirit Hall has always aided millions, dispatching Soul Masters to help ordinary people awaken their Martial Souls. Where does enmity come from?"
Had any other bishop or elder of the Spirit Hall spoken these words, Tang San would have scoffed. How pretentious! How hypocritical! You can fool others, but don't fool yourself.
But with this woman before him, he couldn't quite tell—was she truly noble, or was this all an act?
Hearing Qian Renxue say that their Spirit Hall awakened Martial Souls for ordinary people, Tang San calmly replied, "Your Spirit Hall claims to help ordinary people awaken their Martial Souls, giving everyone an equal opportunity to do so. But this is merely a tactic to divide opposing forces and further control the continent—it's hardly an act of justice."
"Hmm?" Qian Renxue frowned slightly at his words.
As the young master of the Clear Sky Sect, Tang San stood in a position where he could see many things with far greater foresight.
Tang San continued, "The Spirit Hall establishes branch halls in every city, dispatching Soul Masters from these branches to remote villages to help children of the right age awaken their Martial Souls and recruit talented Soul Masters. How is what you're doing any different from undermining the foundations of the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire?"