Chapter 1: The Holy Light Winged Tiger and the Six-Winged Angel

Wuhun City, Offering Hall!

"Grandpa, I met a little brother when I went out to play today. I have a feeling of familiarity with him, and when I got close to him, my martial soul seemed to have some reaction. Why is that?"

Six-and-a-half-year-old Qian Renxue said while pulling on Qian Daoliu's arm with both hands; her well-behaved appearance and clear, lively voice could simply cleanse one's soul.

"A little brother, you said... what? Little Xue, you said your martial soul reacted when you got close to him?" Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Renxue with a face full of surprise.

Qian Renxue nodded gently and said, "Grandpa, there was some reaction, very intimate, a feeling that makes one want to get close."

"Good, Grandpa will go back and investigate to see exactly what his martial soul is and how he attracted you," Qian Daoliu said.

Afterwards, he looked toward the shadows and immediately transmitted a voice command to order an investigation.

Just half an hour later, Qian Daoliu obtained a complete investigation report in his hands.

Lingxu: eight years old, awakened the Holy Light Winged Tiger martial soul two years ago, innate level seven soul power, current soul power level nineteen!

Father: Ling Bufan, fifty-one years old, martial soul: Holy Light Tiger, promoted to Red Bishop of the Spirit Hall last year, level eighty-one Spirit Douluo.

Mother: Luo Xingyue, forty-seven years old, martial soul: Green-Eyed Golden Eagle, Purple Bishop of the Spirit Hall, level seventy-three Soul Saint.

Tracing back three generations of their ancestors, all have been loyal to the Spirit Hall, never having two hearts, loyal and reliable.

Especially this last sentence, which added quite a lot of points for Lingxu's family.

"Bring this child to the Offering Hall!"

Qian Daoliu ordered; overall, there were no problems with this family, and it should not be that they were playing tricks to intentionally approach his granddaughter.

Qian Daoliu doted on Qian Renxue, especially since her awakening with innate level twenty soul power made him certain that this God Position of the Angel God was prepared for his granddaughter, and no one could harm this granddaughter.

In a rather luxurious courtyard in Wuhun City.

Lingxu was sitting in meditation to cultivate soul power; in the three years since he transmigrated to the Douluo Continent, he had never slacked off. Innate level seven soul power was not low, but compared to true geniuses, it was not just a little bit worse.

If his talent was insufficient, he could only make up for it through hard work.

But after a long while, Lingxu found his heart was a bit chaotic and he could not concentrate.

His mind was filled with the little girl he met in the morning; she was truly both beautiful and too cute, just like an exquisite girl who had walked out of an animation.

Who was she? Was it Qian Renxue?

From the information Lingxu had obtained so far, Qian Renxue seemed to be this age as well.

When I saw her, my martial soul had some unusual movement; could it be that my martial soul has some connection to her?

Thinking of this, Lingxu's eyes shifted, and a light screen appeared before his eyes.

It could be seen displaying some of his information.

Host: Lingxu

Status: Healthy

Martial Soul: Holy Light Winged Tiger

Soul Power: Level 19

Spirit Ring: Yellow (415 years)

Soul Bone: None

Technique: Meditation Cultivation Method

System Storage Space: 1 million cubic meters

This was the golden finger he brought with him; he could see his own information and also possessed a storage function, with 1 million cubic meters capable of holding living things.

That was all; other system functions were not unlocked.

Lingxu had tried countless times, but the system never responded once, and the method to unlock it was unknown.

Sigh...

Calm your mood!

Lingxu muttered to himself, "Better continue cultivating."

With his current level nineteen soul power, it was not enough to be noticed in the Spirit Hall.

Improve his strength as early as possible, and once he enters the Soul Elder stage, he would go to the Sunset Forest to find the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Damn, this Douluo World has too few opportunities; the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well is extremely important and must not be missed. Without truly obtaining the system's functions, this is his greatest chance to become stronger.

Just as Lingxu was about to cultivate again, a figure appeared before him; it was a middle-aged man around forty years old.

"Who are you?"

Lingxu asked curiously; the person in front of him was very strong, seemingly the bodyguard of the little girl he met in the morning.

"Come with me for a trip; rest assured, I can guarantee your safety."

"Okay!" Lingxu replied calmly; the other party was very powerful, and he had no ability to resist at all.

Following behind him, Lingxu discovered that he had actually stepped into the core area of Wuhun City, and the place he was about to go to was actually the Offering Hall.

He wondered if some big-shot Consecrated wanted to take him as a disciple?

Could that little girl really be Qian Renxue? He gave her a few candies and spoke a few words to her; could that have angered the big-shot Qian Daoliu?

A level ninety-nine Limit Douluo, a demigod-level figure, shouldn't be that petty, right?

Lingxu did not say much, walking behind all the way, observing the situation around him.

Along the way, there were knights clad in silver armor and some powerful Spirit Masters; if something really happened, he would have no room to resist.

He just hoped he wouldn't be caught to be used for experiments.

Although his parents had a certain status in the Spirit Hall, in reality, this status was very average, especially in front of the Offering Hall, appearing so insignificant.

Before long, Lingxu arrived at the gate in front of the Offering Hall.

The middle-aged man said, "Wait a moment, I will go in and report."

"Okay!" Lingxu responded.

However, at this moment, the person inside must have sensed their arrival.

"Let him come in, you stay outside." A majestic voice came, actually making Lingxu's body and mind tremble.

A simple sentence had such extraordinary power; was he still too weak?

Level 19 soul power, indeed very weak, here to be slaughtered by others.

Gathering his courage and plucking up his nerve, Lingxu walked into the gate opened by the middle-aged man, and the gate closed behind him as he entered.

The space inside was very large; the decor was not particularly luxurious, but it was very imposing.

In the center, a man who looked to be about thirty years old sat in the head seat, and there were several seats arranged in order below, but no one was in them.

There was also a little girl just over six years old sitting beside the man.

Looking closely, who else could it be but the little girl Lingxu met this morning?

Lingxu controlled his body and mind, telling himself not to be nervous; as a transmigrator, he could naturally guess who the other party was.

Who else could sit in the head seat of the Offering Hall but Qian Daoliu?

The little girl beside him was Qian Renxue.

It had to be said that the six-year-old Qian Renxue was truly excellent and very pleasing to the eye; that sweet, innocent smile made her a true little angel.

Perhaps Qian Renxue at this time was perfect, with no schemes in her heart, just an ordinary little girl living happily.

"Greetings, Lord Grand Pontiff." Lingxu stepped forward and bowed directly.

Qian Daoliu said, "You are quite clever."

"Get up, come closer, and release your martial soul for me to see."

"Alright!"

Arriving at a position only four or five meters away from the two, Lingxu released his martial soul, and a faint, sacred golden light covered him.

A yellow Spirit Ring and the Holy Light Winged Tiger were displayed before the two.

"Grandpa, let me go too."

Qian Daoliu nodded, and then Qian Renxue came to Lingxu's side, and her martial soul also began to be released.

Martial soul Angel, six wings, a small golden angel appeared behind her.

However, the six-plus-year-old Qian Renxue already had two Spirit Rings, while the eight-year-old Lingxu was only level 19; there really is no harm without comparison.

"Big brother, I can sense your martial soul; it feels very intimate."

"Me too!" Lingxu nodded; this feeling was also unprecedented for him.

Unknowingly, the two martial souls actually began to interact, even showing signs of merging with each other, which left even Qian Daoliu dumbfounded.

He thought to himself, since when did martial soul fusion become so easy?

(End of this chapter)