Chapter 10: Incidents and Partings, the Arrangements of Fate

With the treatment of a Spirit Douluo, Lingxu's injuries healed in just half a month, and Qian Renxue came to visit Lingxu almost every day.

After this experience, the two of them grew, and their bond deepened even further.

"Brother Lingxu, have you really fully recovered! Should we call a healing Spirit Master to treat you once more?" Qian Renxue asked with concern.

Lingxu said: "I am truly healed, there is absolutely no problem, and I am even preparing to cultivate and break through to level thirty in these next few days; by then, I will also be able to become a Soul Elder."

"Is that so? That's great, then our Martial Soul Fusion Skill will definitely be much stronger, and it won't be long before we can defeat her," Qian Renxue said.

At this moment, her cultivation goal was to defeat Bibi Dong.

Little did she know, Bibi Dong would start cheating once she reached level ninety.

And this cheat would quickly allow her to reach level ninety-eight or ninety-nine, giving her the strength to contend with Qian Daoliu in the short term.

Lingxu said: "That goes without saying!"

"Then I want to go with you when you go to find your Spirit Ring this time," Qian Renxue said.

Lingxu nodded and said: "That's fine, as long as Qian Yeye agrees, it will definitely be no problem."

"Then it's a deal."

"Okay!"

"Xiaoxue, stay for lunch today, I'll make your favorite," Luo Xingyue said from outside the house.

"Thank you, Aunt Xingyue, then I'll trouble you," Qian Renxue smiled.

Over the past two years, she had often come to Lingxu's home for meals, and Luo Xingyue was not only beautiful but also a great cook, which Qian Renxue liked very much; sometimes, Lingxu would even cook for Qian Renxue himself.

In Luo Xingyue's eyes, this Qian Renxue was her future daughter-in-law.

The Martial Soul Fusion Skill and other signs indicated that Lingxu and Qian Renxue were a match made in heaven.

Although Qian Renxue had a lofty status, as long as Lingxu worked hard, he would naturally make up for all of this; reaching the level of a Spirit Douluo or even a Title Douluo in the future would make him worthy of her.

Moreover, Ling Bufan and Luo Xingyue had great confidence in Lingxu; after all, having level twenty-nine soul power in his early tens, even becoming a Soul Elder at ten years old, was not impossible.

Becoming a Title Douluo was merely the baseline.

At noon, they had a sumptuous lunch together, and Qian Renxue also went home after the meal.

When Ling Bufan returned at noon, he mentioned something that gave Lingxu a piece of news.

Recently, many Spirit Douluos had gone out on missions, as well as Title Douluos, but Ling Bufan did not know the specifics of the missions.

He only received the news because a friend in the Spirit Master regiment had told him.

Thinking of the current timeline, Qian Renxue was about four months away from being nine years old; could it be that Qian Xunji had taken people to fight Tang Hao?

The plot had begun after all; Tang San should already be born in the Douluo World.

Doesn't that mean Qian Renxue would soon be going to the Heaven Dou Empire?

But Lingxu still had no ability to change the plot; the only thing he could do was cultivate, cultivate, and only by becoming stronger could he determine his fate.

Arriving at the cultivation room, Lingxu took out the Soul-Raising Pill he had obtained two years ago.

He had never taken it, waiting for this very day to use it to advance from level twenty-nine to level thirty.

Good steel must be used on the blade; the Soul-Raising Pill could only exert its greatest effect at this time.

He calmed his mind and adjusted his state.

After a short while, Lingxu took the Soul-Raising Pill out from the system and consumed it.

He circulated the Ningyuan Technique to accelerate the absorption of the pill's medicinal power.

Time passed slowly, from day to night.

Lingxu's soul power finally reached level thirty.

Absorbing a Spirit Ring to become a Soul Elder was just the first step in his path to power!

He continued to cultivate to consolidate his soul power, and the next morning, when Lingxu walked toward the Offering Hall, he found that everyone had become tense.

Many people were coming and going in and out of the Pope Palace, most of them being healing Spirit Masters.

Was the Pope seriously injured?

Lingxu immediately trotted into the Offering Hall; Qian Daoliu was not there, only Qian Renxue was alone, seemingly waiting for Lingxu!

"Brother Lingxu, you're here." Qian Renxue's mood seemed a bit poor.

"Xiaoxue, what's wrong?" Lingxu asked curiously.

Qian Renxue said: "My father was injured when he went out this time, and it was a serious injury; I don't know how many Spirit Douluos died, and even a Title Douluo died."

"What happened? That's impossible, right? Which faction can compare to our Spirit Hall? I remember you said last time that Uncle Qian was a level ninety-five Title Douluo; who did this?"

Although Lingxu knew, he still asked with feigned surprise.

Qian Renxue shook her head and said: "I don't know, I asked Grandfather, but Grandfather won't tell me either."

"Although Father rarely comes to see me, he is my father after all, and he treats me well; I don't want anything to happen to him," Qian Renxue said.

But at this moment, what could Lingxu do? Tell Qian Renxue that Bibi Dong would devour her father?

He didn't know how to heal, and the things he had obtained from the system over the years didn't include that.

Warn Qian Renxue and the others to be wary of Bibi Dong?

But how could he bring that up?

It wasn't that Lingxu wouldn't help, but that he simply couldn't.

Lingxu could only comfort Qian Renxue: "Xiaoxue, everything will be fine; don't forget that the Spirit Hall has the best healing Spirit Masters on the continent, don't worry."

"Mm!" Qian Renxue said.

"Brother Lingxu, have you reached level thirty?" Qian Renxue suddenly asked.

Lingxu nodded and said: "I just reached it last night."

"I remember it hasn't even been two months since you reached level twenty-nine, Brother Lingxu; you are truly amazing," Qian Renxue praised.

Lingxu said earnestly: "Xiaoxue, one must work hard, otherwise how can one control their future fate? I don't want to be like that day, beaten to the ground without any power to fight back."

"Me too!" Qian Renxue nodded silently.

However, the situation today was special, so neither of them practiced, just waiting for news in the Offering Hall.

But the news that came was all bad news.

Qian Xunji's injuries were truly severe; later, Qian Renxue went to see him once, and she was even more heartbroken when she returned.

To comfort Qian Renxue, Lingxu did not rush to search for a Spirit Ring and stayed by Qian Renxue's side the whole time.

But seven days after Qian Daoliu returned, when Lingxu went to find Qian Renxue again, Qian Renxue told him that Qian Xunji had already died.

Needless to say, Lingxu also knew what Bibi Dong had done.

Three days later, the news of Bibi Dong succeeding to the position of Pope spread out.

Because Bibi Dong became Pope, Qian Renxue's state of mind seemed to have changed, but she was still as good to Lingxu as ever.

"Brother Lingxu, I'm sorry, I might not be able to practice with you recently. Grandfather is going to take me for special training for a period of time, three months at the soonest, and half a year at the latest."

"Brother Lingxu, I'm sorry, I cannot accompany you to search for your third Spirit Ring. Thank you for comforting me for such a long time, delaying you from finding your third Spirit Ring."

Qian Renxue's two apologies made Lingxu's eyes moist.

Tears also flowed from Qian Renxue's eyes; she had already made her choice.

In the future, it might be ten or twenty years before she could see her Brother Lingxu again.

So at this moment, she was even more heartbroken, recalling the life of over two years; with Lingxu, she was very happy and also very fulfilled.

Lingxu pulled Qian Renxue into a hug and said, "Xiaoxue, it's not like a life-and-death separation, don't be so unhappy. I can find the third Spirit Ring myself. You must take good care of yourself when I am not by your side."

"Right, these are ten boxes of peach slice cakes. Use them sparingly; they should be enough for you to eat for three months. Put them away," Lingxu said.

Lingxu had long known that a separation was coming, and he had prepared the ten boxes of peach slice cakes long ago.

Putting the ten boxes of peach slice cakes into the Soul Guidance Device, it was time for Qian Renxue to leave.

"Thank you, Brother Lingxu, mua..."

She lightly pecked Lingxu on the face, then ran away with small steps; as she ran, her tears kept streaming down.

Children in Douluo are precocious, and Qian Renxue was the same regarding feelings.

Lingxu stood there silently, thinking that perhaps this was fate.

But so what if it is fate? After I become strong, I will definitely change this damn fate.

Watching that heartbroken, petite figure, Lingxu thought to himself, "Xiaoxue, believe in me, we will be able to meet again very soon."

(End of this chapter)