Chapter 11: Sleep? No, a Blessing!
A faint layer of white light enveloped Fan Chen's entire body. Beside him, Qian Renxue and Xiao Bai were covered in the same glow.
Because the light was so dim and half-drowned by the setting sun, Golden Crocodile Douluo didn't notice it immediately.
"What in the world is this?"
He stepped forward and reached out to touch the white light on Fan Chen's body.
The moment his fingertip made contact—
The white glow reacted like sparks catching dry tinder and surged straight toward Golden Crocodile Douluo, gathering onto him in an instant.
In just a breath, a thin layer of white light also coated Golden Crocodile Douluo's body.
As the white light settled on him, Golden Crocodile Douluo was shocked to find that the soul power inside his body had begun to circulate on its own.
It felt as if he'd entered a cultivation state—yet he clearly hadn't gone into meditation.
"Could this be another one of his innate abilities?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo reacted quickly, and his mind jumped straight to this possibility.
He didn't dare hesitate and immediately mobilized his soul power to send a message out.
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Inside the Angel Temple, Qian Daoliu was sitting cross-legged before the massive Angel God statue.
His eyes were closed, his entire body shrouded in rings of strange golden energy, making him seem incomparably sacred in that moment.
"Come quickly to the Library."
Golden Crocodile Douluo's voice boomed through his mind. Qian Daoliu's eyes snapped open, and in the next second, his figure vanished from the spot.
Golden Crocodile Douluo didn't just send this message to Qian Daoliu—everyone who had met Fan Chen previously received it as well.
Very soon, a large group of people appeared inside the Library.
Such a commotion naturally caught the attention of Qian Xunji, who was nearby. He rushed straight over.
"What happened, Golden Crocodile? Why the urgency?"
Everyone looked toward Golden Crocodile Douluo, confused about why he'd summoned them all so suddenly.
"It's hard to explain with just words. Come and see for yourselves."
His expression was solemn as he led them to where Fan Chen lay.
Golden Crocodile Douluo hadn't dared move Fan Chen, for fear of waking him up.
"Again? It's this brat!"
The moment Qian Xunji saw Fan Chen, his face soured. And when he noticed Qian Renxue sleeping next to him, his anger spiked even higher.
"What do you think you're doing?"
Qian Daoliu could feel his son's restless aura and immediately turned a sharp gaze on him.
The others all looked at Qian Xunji as well, clearly drawn by his sudden outburst.
"Stand off to the side. I didn't call you."
Golden Crocodile Douluo frowned, his tone openly impatient.
The others were just as displeased. As Qian Xunji's elders, they all knew very well what kind of nonsense he'd done.
And right now, of all times, if he dared cause trouble, he'd definitely get beaten.
"I…"
Qian Xunji's words died in his throat. He hurriedly backed away.
Among this group, there wasn't a single person he could afford to offend.
No matter that he was the current Pope, in their eyes, he would always be the junior.
Once Qian Xunji had been pushed aside, everyone turned their attention back to Fan Chen.
"Tell us what you discovered."
Qian Daoliu had already noticed the faint white glow on Fan Chen, but in his perception, the light might as well not have existed.
He could see it—but not sense it.
In all his long life, this was the first time he'd encountered such a phenomenon.
"I'm not completely sure myself. All I know is that when I touched it, my soul power started circulating on its own, as if I'd entered meditation."
Golden Crocodile Douluo shared what he'd experienced. By now, the white glow on him had completely faded.
It seemed that only when he was close enough to Fan Chen would it reappear.
"Your soul power circulated automatically—and it was circulating your own soul power?"
Everyone frowned.
Other than Qian Daoliu, Golden Crocodile Douluo was the strongest person present. For something to affect him like that—what level did this ability have to reach?
"Yes. But it was purely circulation. I didn't notice any other effects. I called you all here because I wanted to figure out what exactly this is."
Even Golden Crocodile Douluo was beginning to feel a little intimidated by Fan Chen.
They'd only known each other for two days.
And yet this kid had already given him one shock after another, barely leaving him a chance to breathe.
With how weak Fan Chen was right now, Golden Crocodile Douluo was genuinely afraid he might crush him by accident if he wasn't careful.
To someone as rough-handed as him, the boy was as fragile as a sheet of paper.
"The situation is quite special. First, we need to confirm whether this ability has any other effects."
"Second, we need to determine where this power actually comes from."
As Qian Daoliu spoke, he placed his hand on Xiao Bai, who was sleeping nearby.
Tick Tock——
The sound of clear water dripping echoed faintly. Everyone's expressions shifted.
The next second, a white ring of energy burst from Xiao Bai's body and spread outward.
In an instant, the ring expanded to cover everyone present.
As the energy swept across them, each person found their body bathed in the same soft white glow that covered Fan Chen and Qian Renxue.
Their soul power began circulating automatically, fatigue melting away. Even old, long-buried injuries in their bodies stirred faintly, as though being gently nudged.
"What's going on?"
"My bottleneck… it loosened a little!"
The sudden change shocked everyone, and several couldn't help crying out in disbelief.
"Mm?…"
That startled exclamation was enough to wake Fan Chen from his sleep.
The moment he woke up, the white light shrouding everyone vanished as if it had never been there.
"Uh… so… no one said sleeping in here was forbidden, right?"
Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Fan Chen took in the crowd encircling him, and his heart nearly stopped.
His entire body tensed with nerves.
This felt exactly like those New Year mornings in his past life—when he'd be goofing around on the bed, only to wake up and find a room full of relatives staring at him.
Social Death. Absolute social death.
Looking at the expressions on their faces, Fan Chen could pretty much guess he'd done something again.
"No, no one said you couldn't. But if you could keep sleeping, that would be even better," Qian Daoliu said helplessly.
But from the look of it, Fan Chen clearly wasn't in any condition to fall asleep again.
Still, just from that brief scene, Qian Daoliu had more or less pieced together how this ability worked.
"It seems to be a group-type blessing skill. The activation condition appears to be tied to sleeping."
Qian Daoliu studied Fan Chen carefully.
He could sense that there had been no obvious loss of soul power from the boy's body.
Which meant the key wasn't Fan Chen himself.
He turned his gaze to Xiao Bai.
At this moment, Xiao Bai was still asleep. Yet the moment Fan Chen woke up, the ability had cut off.
That could only mean one thing—
To activate the power, both of them had to be asleep at the same time. As soon as either woke up, the effect vanished.
The soul power consumption was coming from Xiao Bai.
Only when Xiao Bai was awake would the burden shift to Fan Chen.
To confirm his theory, Qian Daoliu lightly tapped the still-snoring Xiao Bai.
The little thing didn't wake up immediately and continued drooling on the floor, mumbling in its sleep.
"Mm? Is it dinner time?"
The first thing out of Xiao Bai's mouth upon waking was, of course, food.
"Eat, eat, that's all you know."
Fan Chen looked at him helplessly.
But in the very next second, he felt the soul power in his own body drain away in an instant.
His limbs went weak, and his whole body sagged, once again experiencing the same emptiness he'd felt that morning.
"As expected."
Seeing his guess confirmed, Qian Daoliu placed his hand on Fan Chen's shoulder and poured soul power into him, instantly refilling everything he'd lost.
He then smiled, patted the boy's shoulder, and turned to look at Golden Crocodile Douluo.
"Golden Crocodile, it seems you really have picked up a great treasure."
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End of Chapter