Chapter 124: Hello, esteemed Miss Tang Yuehua

Qian Renxue retracted the martial soul phantom behind her, activating the azure snake imprint in her soul seal.

A burst of blue-green soul power undulated from Qian Renxue's body, and then a cold, icy green snake appeared in her hand.

The snake's color was extremely vivid; just looking at its appearance one could sense its potent toxicity.

It coiled in Qian Renxue's hand, a pair of red-glowing snake eyes scrutinizing her as it exhaled a chilly forked tongue.

In her previous life, Qian Renxue would surely have thrown away the snake in her hand; she still rather fears such creatures.

But this lifetime Qian Renxue is a soul master wielding soul power, with strength belonging to herself; moreover this snake is her martial soul, so she now finds this little green snake quite beautiful.

"Indeed, it's a detached beast martial soul—is it because you possess wisdom?"

"In that case, can you still undergo martial soul possession with me?"

Qian Renxue sensed her soul rings; six scarlet soul rings rose from her body.

However, the small green snake in her hand underwent no change, and the first soul ring lit up.

The azure-green little snake coiled in her hand burst forth with light, its formerly ordinary body suddenly radiating a jade-like brilliance; with a serpentine hiss, it spewed a mouthful of green toxic mist toward Qian Renxue's feet.

The boots on her feet were instantly corroded to nothing by the azure-green toxic mist; the green snake affectionately rubbed against Qian Renxue's palm, then crawled down her arm.

Following her body, it then comfortably coiled in loops around her bare right foot, exhaling a chilly serpentine breath, setting off her delicate, fair jade feet with an indescribable allure and seductiveness.

Qian Renxue slightly narrowed her purple eyes in surprise.

"What a terrifying toxin, yet you really do like this place, eh? Your martial soul phantom also coils around the Eight-Winged Angel's ankle."

Qian Renxue's eyes flashed azure; her right hand suddenly turned azure-green as she reached out to grasp the green mist.

The dispersed mist obediently gathered in her hand without a trace of dissipation.

"Is it poison? Looks like I'll need to consult Uncle Porcupine from now on."

When her companion green snake martial soul employed a soul ring, its soul skill indeed underwent a change.

However, the green snake's intrinsic source power is far too weak compared to the Eight-Winged Angel's; this green snake was entirely obtained from Ye Feng's gourd, and she hadn't realized the gourd held such a great opportunity—acquiring it came too late.

Lacking the source supplement of six soul rings, its future achievements will be limited; we must think of ways besides soul rings to replenish its source power so it can transform.

In that case, Ye Feng could have become a twin martial soul like Xiao Yuan, but I snatched the opportunity away; these transmigrators each have deep blessings.

Qian Renxue pulled the oddly fond green snake from her ankle, held its body, sat cross-legged on the bed, closed her eyes, and began to meditate for cultivation.

Soul power circulated through Qian Renxue's limbs, then she channeled it into the snake's body, tempering it; the snake lay lazily on her hand, feeling the bodily changes, emerald light radiating from its form.

Meanwhile, Yu Yuan Zhen had already brought Tang Yuehua back aboard a small boat, crossing the river toward the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

After half an hour, Qian Renxue opened her eyes, exhaling a puff of milky-white mist from her breath.

As expected, this green snake, like her, can cultivate on its own; it need not rely on her soul power to exist, and compared to a martial soul, it is more like a contracted soul pet.

Once Qian Renxue teaches this green snake to cultivate independently, she will take off! A detached beast martial soul can cultivate on its own, granting Qian Renxue double cultivation speed! A constantly cultivating accelerator—this is a new soul core!

"Look at your azure, spirited hue; from now on I'll call you Xiao Qing, little guy—you'd better strive! If you don't work hard, how will your master grow stronger? Quickly remember the sensation of soul power circulation; if you neglect cultivation, Fahai might snatch you away someday."

Qian Renxue stroked the snake's icy body and spoke gently.

She herself is not a snake spirit reincarnation; she actually doesn't know the soul power circulation route for serpentine soul beasts, so she can only pour soul power into the green snake's body for it to absorb on its own—perhaps because the snake cannot circulate soul power, half an hour of training filled its body.

It must fully absorb this soul power as part of itself before it can continue to take in more.

Xiao Qing coiled loop after loop in Qian Renxue's hand, slipping into her sleeve; if not examined closely, it looks like a string of green beads.

Qian Renxue gently stroked its body and whispered, "Don't burrow into inappropriate places, or I'll end up having snake soup."

The green snake hissed once, seemingly in response, then fell into slumber.

Qian Renxue sighed; her mind is still too shallow, unable to circulate soul power, so she can only rely on the primitive method of sleep to absorb the surging soul power within her.

Thud—thud—

Just then, Qian Renxue's door was knocked.

"Tian Lin, Grandfather has brought Tang Yuehua back; your hostility can now be resolved!"

Qian Renxue waved her hand, and soul power flung the room open.

Yu Yuan Zhen brought Yuehua inside; Tang Yuehua also gazed with a gentle smile at Qian Renxue, who sat quietly on the bed awaiting her.

Pat—

"You"

Tang Yuehua's originally warm smile instantly stiffened, and the welcome gift she held for her disciple fell to the floor.

That countenance of golden hair and eyes like a goddess.

It was just like that nightmare that once terrified her—no, it's her! It's that devil! She would never mistake that face.

Yu Yuan Zhen had just wanted to ask Qian Renxue about her recent cultivation progress and whether she'd been slacking, but Tang Yuehua's reaction left him utterly bewildered.

"Madam Yue, what's wrong? Could it be discomfort from the boat ride? You should go rest awhile; Tian Lin's mental cultivation lesson isn't urgent either."

Anyway, since the person has been brought back, Yu Yuan Zhen is relatively tolerant toward Tang Yuehua.

Tang Yuehua tremblingly picked up the gift box from the floor, forcing an ugly smile: "Yuyuan Sect Master, you worry too much; I'm fine, I just suddenly recalled some embarrassing past events, couldn't help myself, and was rude."

Yu Yuan Zhen muttered, "An etiquette expert—how many times have we been rude since we met?"

Then he heartily patted his chest, laughing as he said to Qian Renxue, "Tian Lin, do you miss Grandfather? Grandfather wasn't boasting—he said he'd bring people back, and he did."

Qian Renxue glanced at the smug Yu Yuan Zhen and recited flatly, "No wonder it's you, old geezer—you're the best."

Then, amid Yu Yuan Zhen's hearty laughter, she rose, her bare jade feet stepping onto the soft plush carpet, and walked lightly up to Tang Yuehua.

"Hello, esteemed Miss Tang Yuehua."

She lightly stepped back with her right leg, the girl's slender hand lifting an invisible skirt hem, she slightly bent her knees, and performed an elegant bow.

A faint wine aroma mingled with the girl's sweet, pure body fragrance, forming a unique blended scent.

"Nice to meet you, I am Yu Tianlin; please look after me in the lessons to come."

Tang Yuehua gazed at the breathtaking golden-haired maiden before her, her heart skipping a beat—it's her! That devil! That damned final curtain ceremony, she will never forget it to her dying day.

【"Good evening, Miss Tang Yuehua, what a coincidence, we meet again."】

【"In the upcoming misfortune of the Clear Sky Sect, please trouble Miss Tang Yuehua to participate."】

Everything from two years ago seemed to appear before her eyes again; that devil has come looking for her once more.

Tang Yuehua whispered, lips trembling, head lowered, stammering: "Yes, yes, I am Tang Yuehua; please take care of me."

Qian Renxue said lightly: "Raise your head and look at me when you speak, Miss Tang Yuehua, you who are called an expert in etiquette—why are you so rude?"

The girl's voice was clear, cold, and pleasant, with a hint of irresistibility; upon hearing it, Tang Yuehua's delicate body trembled, and after a moment she slowly lifted her head.

She saw her own reflection in Qian Renxue's gorgeous eyes, like purple gems, and an indescribable sense of oppression suddenly surged into her mind.

The noble aura and confidence exuding from Qian Renxue, beyond what ordinary people can attain, pressed on Tang Yuehua, making her feel somewhat short of breath.

"The Spirit Hall's young master... Why... why is she in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect? What does she intend to do? 'Aren't you my maid? Why are you afraid of your own master?'"

Upon hearing that, Tang Yuehua stared blankly for a moment—what maid? This interruption snapped her numb, fearful mind back a little, and Tang Yuehua suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Exactly! This Jade Tianlin is clearly the granddaughter of Jade Yuzhen—how could she possibly be involved with the Spirit Hall, let alone become its young master? It must be a hallucination caused by her growing fear of that woman; she merely looks a bit similar, nothing more! That's got to be it!

With that thought, Jade Tianlin seemed less like that Spirit Hall young master, and Jade Tianlin was considerably prettier than that devil.

After a while, Tang Yuehua cautiously asked: "Tianlin, why do you want to study etiquette? At your age, shouldn't this be the perfect time to cultivate soul power?"

Qian Renxue raised an eyebrow: "Who said I need to learn etiquette? I heard your domain and music have a great effect on soothing a soul master's emotions. I just returned from the Slaughter City, and my killing intent is somewhat out of control. From today on, you are my maid—play a tune for me to listen to."

Upon hearing this, Tang Yuehua exclaimed in shock: "The Slaughter City?! You're not even nine years old this year?! Did you come out of Hell's Road?"

Tang Hao himself only emerged from Hell's Road at twenty‑eight; what does being nine even mean?

Qian Renxue said nothing, merely releasing her Killing God Domain; the domain instantly opened, a white, icy aura reeking of bloodlust and slaughter permeated her body, the halo mixed with extreme cold spreading out in an instant, causing Tang Yuehua to shudder violently.

Yuan Zhen, meanwhile, looked excitedly at Qian Renxue's Killing God Domain—such a domain is something even he, a Title Douluo, does not possess; it's a rare treasure.

Tang Yuehua's body trembled; even though Qian Renxue had not exerted her full strength, the piercing cold current still felt like countless steel needles stabbing into her body. Her Noble Circular Domain surfaced, releasing a gentle ripple from her person—her emitted wave was elegant and natural. When the killing intent in Qian Renxue's Killing God Domain came into contact with this special aura of hers, it was actually blocked by her.

Within a half‑meter radius around Tang Yuehua, the killing intent vanished as quickly as melting ice and snow.

Tang Yuehua's heart could not settle for a long time: "It really is exactly like Hao's Killing God Domain... You're not even nine, are you? Why did you go to the Slaughter City?"

Before Qian Renxue could answer, Yuan Zhen coughed: "Ahem, Sect Master Tang, this is an internal matter of our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect; it's not convenient to disclose. You just need to quell the aftereffects Tianlin developed from the Slaughter City. Outwardly she seems normal, but her thoughts and psyche are far from ordinary."

"This girl is extremely ruthless in her methods; for now we can only rely on your domain to try and see if it can be resolved."

"Family shame should not be aired—could he be saying that our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's soul masters abandoned a child, leading to that child being kidnapped by evil soul masters and taken to the Slaughter City?"

Tang Yuehua's previously anxious heart finally eased; two years ago, Jade Tianlin must still have been in the Slaughter City. Tang Hao himself took three years to get out of the Slaughter City, so a child like Jade Tianlin would surely take even longer. Perhaps this child was deliberately sent by the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon family to be rescued, meaning the Spirit Hall's young master truly has nothing to do with Jade Tianlin.

Thinking this, Tang Yuehua's gaze toward Qian Renxue grew softer, tinged with a bit of pity.

"I specialize in teaching all kinds of noble etiquette; you should have felt my domain, Tianlin. My innate domain is called the Noble Circular Ring, and my soul power is currently at rank nine."

"Sect Master Yuan, the domain works, but it only treats the symptoms, not the root. To completely eradicate the issue, over the coming year I need to teach Tianlin various noble etiquette and music—simply listening won't dispel the killing intent on her body."

Yuan Zhen nodded after hearing that: "If that's the case, then let Tianlin follow you to study etiquette. However, I need to see results within a month; if the effect is poor, I cannot continue to waste her cultivation time—I'll have to think of another solution."

With no golden‑haired demon causing trouble, Tang Yuehua's composed confidence returned; she smiled faintly and said, "These things will surely be effective—having great strength alone is not enough for a person."

"Sometimes strength does not represent everything; one must also learn to protect oneself without relying on strength, understand how to use linguistic arts, and know how to navigate among various powers and control authority."

"These things are also necessary for Tianlin to learn."

"Having emerged from the Slaughter City, what Tianlin needs now is not hard cultivation, but to make everything she possesses more stable."

Yuan Zhen cracked a smile, noncommittal; although he scoffed at Tang Yuehua's words, he would not deliberately undermine her, for Tianlin is about to study these things, and after all, a teacher ought to have some dignity.

For someone like Yuan Zhen, strength can represent everything; otherwise, why would Tang Yuehua obediently follow him to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect?

Tang Yuehua gazed intently at Qian Renxue, this future Title Douluo; she must cultivate a good relationship with her, for the future undertaking of resisting the Spirit Hall will still depend on this heaven‑chosen prodigy's will.

As long as she is present, the Spirit Hall will not be unbeatable at that time.

Damn that Spirit Hall young master! She will surely bring Tianlin forward and make that golden‑haired demon kneel before her! 4200, sorry I'm a few minutes late, brothers.

(End of chapter)