"Little Ji'er, do you want a little sister?"
A handsome and dignified old man in a long golden robe, with white hair and beard, held a baby who had just turned one month old and smiled.
"Your Excellency, as the Pope, I am extremely busy and cannot spare the time. Moreover, my heart is with all the nations of the world. This small matter of taking care of children should be left to the servants."
The speaker was Qian Xunji. He had a furrowed brow and, although he looked like a middle-aged man, he looked more than ten years older than his father.
He had been the Pope of the Spirit Hall for less than two years, and having tasted the sweetness of power, he became extremely arrogant. The father and son, who were once inseparable, were now no different from strangers.
The old man was none other than Qian Daoliu, the only level 99 normal limit Douluo on the mainland and the Grand Elder of the Hall of Worship.
He sighed deeply and said:
"My little angel, you're becoming less and less like my son. I hope you can become a qualified pope. Never forget the teachings of our angelic ancestors: only through virtue and wisdom can one win people's hearts..."
Seeing Qian Xunji's official attitude, Qian Daoliu instantly switched to the position of "Grand Elder" and began a lecture.
After recounting a long list of the glorious deeds of the angel gods ten thousand years ago, Qian Daoliu, as the father, softened his expression and said:
"Little Ji'er, don't you even ask me where the child in my arms came from? Don't you have any questions?"
"Father, I still have official duties to attend to, please forgive me. Yueguan, see the guest out."
Chrysanthemum Douluo hesitated for a moment, then finally stepped forward and extended his hand.
"Great Master, please."
Qian Daoliu shook his head, gave one last piece of advice, and then left with the child in his arms.
"I hope you won't get stuck in a rut and do anything impulsive. A leader needs not only authority but also benevolence. Don't push the two great empires too hard..."
"Yes, Father."
Leaving the oppressive Papal Palace, Qian Daoliu helplessly rubbed his forehead.
"My foolish, love-struck younger brother! I don't know who he inherited it from, but after having a child, he just abandoned it, leaving it to me, and went off to travel the world with his beautiful wife!"
The baby in Qian Daoliu's arms was his younger brother Qian Daoyuan's daughter, Qian Xunqian.
The name ABA suggests this child isn't exactly normal.
That's right, and that's exactly the case:
Qianxunqian is one of the many people who traveled from Earth to Douluo Continent.
Chihiro slowly opened her eyes.
"!"
"I've finally invented the potion to reverse aging!"
She blushed with excitement, which nearly scared Qian Daoliu to death. The child's redness was comparable to that of a 100,000-year-old soul ring. Could something have happened to her?
They rushed off to find a doctor.
"No! It's 100% wrong!"
Qianxun glanced around and saw buildings resembling those of the Western Middle Ages, but the mode of transportation was still the horse-drawn carriage of feudal society. Oh no!
"Could it be that I've developed a time-reversal potion?"
Ultimately, it was the power of metaphysics that taught her the "principles of time travel".
Watching the beautiful young lady in front of him summon an antidote herb out of thin air, then release a green energy substance onto his body, and finally he felt cool.
Social practice is the sole criterion for testing truth.
Chihiro accepted the fact that she had traveled through time quite calmly.
In the blink of an eye, Chihiro turned three years old.
After careful social observation, she became certain that she had transmigrated to the Douluo Continent.
Moreover, the specific time has been determined: the year she transmigrated was the same year that Bibi Dong, the last ruler of the Spirit Hall, was bestowed the title of Holy Maiden.
In other words, the original storyline has not yet begun.
"Hehehe, it's time to seize the initiative, take the Ice and Fire Hot Pot, crush Tang San, slay the Seven Monsters, unify the continent, and lead the Spirit Hall to the pinnacle of life! However, the time margin for error is too high. I haven't awakened my spirit yet, so there's no rush."
Just like in her previous life, her desire for knowledge and scientific research was comparable to Tang San's desire for the Sun Rabbit.
Moreover, she was surprised to find that since arriving in Douluo Continent, her eyes have been different from birth. Books that used to take a whole day to finish can now be read in two hours, and she has a photographic memory.
"Could it be that my martial soul is an eye?" Qianxun asked in confusion.
"No way, my irresponsible father is a member of the Angel Family and possesses the divine-level martial soul, the Six-Winged Angel. My own martial soul should also be the Six-Winged Angel."
"If it's a twin martial soul, the quality of the original's eyes and martial soul must be close to that of a six-winged angel, or at least not too far off. But what kind of eyes can compare to those of a six-winged angel?"
"Another hypothesis is that the six-winged angel mutated, retaining a single eye within its angelic spirit as its own spirit, and the six-winged angel mutated into... an eye?"
Chihiro gasped in shock. This mutation... it couldn't be a benign one, could it?
"Am I really going to have to sit at the same table as Master Yu Xiaogang?"
He shook his head vigorously, interrupting his thoughts, shrugged, and said with a smile,
"Who knows! But that's a matter for 'tomorrow,' after all, tomorrow is a new day! As for today, let's start with our clever minds and savage bodies!"
After a day of self-discipline training, taking a shower, and lying in bed, Qianxunqian's mind started working non-stop again.
"I still need to think about the future. If something goes wrong with my martial soul, can I still follow the path of becoming a master with my theoretical knowledge? However, I am not someone like Yu Xiaogang who seeks fame and fortune."
"If we're going to do theory and scientific research, we should at least make something of it."
"Soul power, what is it?"
After three years of on-site observation in Wuhun City, including closely observing the daily training of hundreds of Wuhun Hall students and witnessing tens of thousands of spirit battles, I have learned a great deal.
She drew the following conclusion:
Soul power is a unique energy form belonging to this world, and this energy form permeates the entire Douluo Continent.
Soul Masters can store soul power in their Martial Soul and release it when necessary.
So here's the question: as a container for storing soul power, martial souls naturally come in different sizes.
Obviously, as the level increases, the capacity of the Martial Soul—the soul power storage container—will increase accordingly.
At the same time, she also noticed that some high-quality martial souls have a larger innate soul power capacity than some low-quality martial souls, and the capacity increase is also greater for each subsequent level up than for low-quality martial souls.
This is why, among Soul Masters of the same level, the one with the higher quality Martial Soul has a greater advantage.
These are all indisputable facts. After much research, the issue ultimately leads to a point that most people wouldn't even consider—
Innate soul power.
According to common sense in the secular world, innate soul power basically determines the upper limit of a soul master or even a person.
Innate soul power is often related to the quality of the martial soul; high-quality martial souls generally have higher innate soul power than low-quality martial souls.
If one lacks innate soul power, it means that this person will never be able to cultivate in their lifetime.
(End of chapter)