Chapter 16: The Sleep Cultivation Method and the Eye of Truth
"Is that…? The Angel God's divine might!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo's pupils contracted violently, his expression filled with disbelief.
"Brother, big sister has wings now! They're so pretty!"
Xiao Bai tilted its head as it stared ahead, eyes sparkling like stars.
"Wings? What do you mean?"
Xiao Bai's random comment left Fan Chen completely confused. He immediately gathered soul power into his eyes and looked in the same direction Xiao Bai was staring at.
Soul power focused in his vision—obstacles vanished before his gaze.
And at that moment, Qian Renxue's silhouette entered his sight.
Before the Angel Statue—
Qian Renxue's entire body was enveloped in a radiant golden glow. Behind her, a massive angelic projection appeared.
Six immaculate, snow-white wings unfurled from her back.
They spread open for several meters, gently lifting Qian Renxue's small figure, suspending her in the air.
Qian Xunji and Qian Daoliu knelt beneath the angelic phantom, one knee to the ground, heads bowed.
"We greet the Angel God!"
The angelic phantom gave a slight nod.
Its enormous hands cupped Qian Renxue's body, raising her into its palms before slowly closing them around her.
The phantom dissolved into countless golden motes of light, flowing into her body.
As the angelic phantom faded, the golden radiance entered her completely—and a mark appeared on Qian Renxue's forehead.
Her snow-white wings gradually transformed into semi-transparent gold.
When the phantom vanished entirely, Qian Renxue slowly descended. Her toes lightly grazed the ground, the wings disappearing behind her.
A lingering golden glow remained in her eyes, making her seem holy, elegant, and suffused with divine presence.
Once the golden radiance faded, the mark on her forehead solidified.
It was the Angel God's divine emblem—something only those recognized by the Angel God would possess.
The clarity of the emblem represented the degree of divine acknowledgment granted.
As the divine pressure dissipated, Qian Daoliu and Qian Xunji finally raised their heads.
When their eyes fell upon the golden emblem on Qian Renxue's forehead—distinct and flawless—the excitement in their hearts surged uncontrollably.
Qian Daoliu stepped forward, trembling, eyes burning with fervor.
"Such a clear Angel God's Mark… This is the Angel God's acknowledgment!"
His fingers gently brushed against the emblem.
And the instant he touched it—a stream of information poured into his mind.
He froze.
But only for a moment. When he snapped back to reality, his expression had become even more ecstatic.
"This is a divine blessing from the Angel God!"
Receiving the Angel God's blessing meant that Qian Renxue had been formally acknowledged as the successor of the Angel God—she now held the right to inherit the Angel God's divine position.
Seeing her father and grandfather so overwhelmed with joy, Qian Renxue showed a happy smile.
This was a moment she had long awaited—yet now that she finally saw it for herself… it didn't feel as joyful as she had imagined.
"So pretty… Six golden wings. She looks like a fairy."
"Sister has wings too—does that mean she can fly like Xiao Bai?"
"She probably can… but is that really the point?"
Fan Chen and Xiao Bai were chattering away, leaving Golden Crocodile Douluo practically dying of curiosity beside them.
These two little things could see everything happening over there—but he couldn't!
He didn't have their special vision. He could only feel the terrifying wave of divine energy.
"Don't just look for yourselves—tell me what's going on!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo urged impatiently. If he hadn't been stuck watching over the unconscious Fan Chen earlier, he would've gone to see it himself.
"This is what happened…"
Fan Chen recounted everything he saw to Golden Crocodile Douluo.
He described it in such detail that, aside from not hearing their conversation, it was no different from being present on the scene.
"With such a commotion, it seems that girl Xiao Xue's talent really is extraordinary."
To be more precise, the entire Angel lineage possessed extraordinary talent.
As long as nothing went wrong during awakening, anyone with an Angelic bloodline who awakened the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul would automatically receive the Angel God's blessing.
Not only would they gain innate full soul power, but they would also receive an additional ten ranks of divine-granted soul power.
In other words: innate rank 20 soul power.
Born at the finish line.
But this incredible talent also meant that the Angel lineage was extremely sparse—practically one descendant per generation.
Two generations ago was Qian Daoliu, last generation Qian Xunji, and this generation's inheritor—Qian Renxue.
"Looks like Xiao Xue's suffering finally ends here," Golden Crocodile Douluo sighed emotionally.
He had watched Qian Renxue grow up. Everything she experienced was a result of Qian Xunji's actions.
If she failed to awaken the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, the consequences would have been disastrous. She might have ended up like her mother, Bibi Dong, imprisoned.
Or perhaps something even worse. Her status would plummet, her future bleak.
But awakening the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul meant she was officially acknowledged as a member of the Angel Clan—and her status would rise accordingly.
In the following days, Golden Crocodile Douluo locked Fan Chen in his room, forbidding him from leaving.
He taught him a few basic cultivation methods and some small techniques for manipulating soul power before leaving hurriedly—clearly with important matters to handle.
Fan Chen didn't question it. He was only six years old; knowing too much wouldn't benefit him anyway.
The cultivation method was traditional meditation, but its effects on Fan Chen were practically negligible.
Sleeping was more effective.
But waking up with his soul power drained dry every morning… was absolutely miserable.
He felt like he had been squeezed empty every time he got out of bed. It was unbearable.
Fan Chen tried to control it to some degree, but… it didn't work.
The only solution was to store Xiao Bai inside his soul imprint before sleeping.
If Xiao Bai wasn't outside, the soul-draining effect wouldn't trigger, allowing him to sleep peacefully.
But then… he really was just sleeping. His cultivation didn't increase at all.
Truly, you can't have both fish and bear paws—you either gain strength or sleep comfortably.
He could choose standard meditation, but the efficiency was far too low. He wouldn't bother unless necessary.
Because his cultivation was activated while sleeping, Fan Chen named this ability:
The Sleep Cultivation Method.
This method also affected those within a certain range of him, granting them the same cultivation boost.
But the more people included, the weaker the boost—and the faster his soul power drained.
Once the drain reached a limit, Xiao Bai would automatically retreat into the soul imprint to recover.
Aside from the Sleep Cultivation Method, Fan Chen had another ability—his eyes, capable of perceiving energy fluctuations.
This ability could be consciously controlled, strengthening in proportion to soul power expenditure.
Fan Chen called this ability:
Eye of Truth.
It can see through illusions, understand people's hearts, and even glimpse into the future.
He had used it once while escaping from Bibi Dong—but the cost was immense.
With his current soul power reserves, he could use it once, and at most predict five seconds into the future.
Whether it had more functions, Fan Chen wasn't sure yet.
For now, he mostly used it to look at scenery from afar.
"Let's go, disciple. Your teacher will take you to obtain your first soul ring."
End of Chapter