Chapter 3: Grandpa's is mine, Qian Renxue's!

In the early morning, the waning moon, like a pebble that has lost its luster, was thrown onto the horizon.

Before dawn, Qian Renxue awoke from the circulation of her soul power; her meditation technique is the Qian family's supreme Blazing Yang Meditation.

The cultivated soul power is scorching and overbearing, holy and majestic, complementing her Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul perfectly.

Qian Renxue felt the soul power within her; her soul power had increased considerably, and her innate talent of rank twenty soul power was indeed astonishing.

The law of the Douluo Continent: without soul rings, soul power cannot advance.

But in Qian Renxue's contemplation yesterday, she discovered that this so-called bottleneck does not affect the continued increase of soul power.

The human body is like a wooden barrel, and soul power is the water inside it.

When the barrel is full, one needs soul rings as equipment to upgrade and enlarge the barrel's capacity.

Moreover, soul power can also be compressed, squeezing more space to increase total soul power; although the rank stays the same, the total amount of soul power changes.

In Yu Xiaogang's ten core theories, it is said: if one continues cultivating without obtaining soul rings, the soul power will reveal itself after obtaining soul rings.

This is also because it is an incomplete compression of soul power.

The soul power compressed before obtaining soul rings does not undergo a qualitative change; it does not fully transform from gas to liquid, but remains in an intermediate state of reaction, causing after obtaining soul rings to degenerate back from that transitional state.

This Yu Xiaogang merely copied the Spirit Hall's theoretical achievements without understanding the derivation, which is also quite funny.

Moreover, Yu Xiaogang wouldn't know anything about gas-liquid-solid conversions; besides, he is not a top-tier expert capable of experimenting with his own soul power.

In short, Qian Renxue must, like the Yan Emperor in his youth, lie low for three years, unable to obtain soul rings; to increase total soul power she must compress it.

Compressing soul power is a fanfic specialty from her past life, not to be missed.

The Blazing Yang Meditation is quite effective; according to last night's circulation, the pale gold pure soul power after awakening her martial soul was converted into a scorching, overbearing crimson gold.

Qian Renxue felt that due to her soul power, her whole body temperature had risen considerably.

"How do I feel I'm becoming more and more like the Yan Emperor?"

"Surely I won't have to suffer thirty years east, thirty years west, don't bully a poor girl, right?"

"Forget it, practice sword! Practice sword!"

Qian Renxue retracted the three pairs of wings on her back, put on delicate little boots, took a replica alloy sword resembling an angel's sword from the training room, and went outdoors.

Qian Renxue doesn't know any fancy powerful sword techniques; she only knows the fourteen basic practices: thrust, chop, point, flick, lift, thrust, intercept, slash, wipe, pare, cloud, hang, frame, press.

When Qian Renxue was four and insisted on learning sword, her Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul's hand already held an angel's holy sword; to prevent her from being unable to use a sword after awakening her martial soul, Qian Daoliu taught her these fourteen forms.

However, this practice mostly requires a partner to feed moves, focusing on reaction speed and adaptability; Qian Renxue finds it hard to practice alone.

She had only awakened her martial soul yesterday; the excitement in her heart hadn't faded, so she woke up early this morning.

She looked at the sky; it was too early, grandfather probably hadn't woken yet, so she let the old man sleep a bit longer.

She wielded the 108‑kilogram alloy iron sword, practicing chop and thrust.

The alloy iron sword now feels effortless in her hand; after awakening her martial soul, her physical quality has greatly increased.

With her current strength, a single punch to a vital point could kill her former self.

"Four hundred ninety‑seven, four hundred ninety‑eight, four hundred ninety‑nine, five hundred."

Qian Renxue's fair skin took on a faint pink hue from excitement, making her look especially lovely; her white robe was dampened by light sweat, slightly revealing a hint of spring.

"Good, the fourth set is done! First go take a bath, then go eat breakfast."

Qian Renxue's training is quite scientific; she doesn't mindlessly swing ten thousand swords right away.

She takes five hundred swords as a set, rests a bit, finishes four sets, then goes to bathe and eat breakfast.

Usually she rests after two hundred swings; today, feeling stronger, she added three hundred more. As a sixteen‑year‑old brat, where would she get the strength to swing ten thousand swords? She emphasizes building on the body, believing bodily potential far outweighs mere incremental progress.

Without returning to her residence, Qian Renxue headed straight to the large bath behind her cottage.

"Spirit Hall Luxurious Grand Bath!"

This was specially crafted by Qian Daoliu for Qian Renxue, with attendants on duty day and night, serving only her.

The reason is that after practicing swords with Qian Daoliu, Qian Renxue often likes to take a cold shower, which ends in under five minutes, after which she must continue training.

Seeing this, Qian Daoliu remarked, "How did my granddaughter get raised like a grandson?"

"No, no, how could an old man like me bring up a girl? I mustn't let Xue'er go astray."

Thus Qian Daoliu arranged for people to construct a splendid, gold‑and‑azure grand bath.

Actually, it was originally planned to be called the Qian Renxue Grand Bath, but when renovating, Qian Renxue saw the newly made sign and felt an inexplicable shame rise.

Then she split that sign and changed it to "Spirit Hall Luxurious Grand Bath."

The bath's décor is unique, luxurious yet not vulgar, classical with a hint of flamboyance, elegant yet not losing nobility, indescribably magnificent.

Inside, it is far more beautiful than the little cottage Qian Renxue decorated herself.

"Young mistress!" a maid waiting at the hall entrance greeted her.

Qian Renxue gave a soft hum.

"Today I want Holy Light Lotus fragrance, change the medicinal bath to the Ascending Soul Grass version, and I want the Scarlet Flame Fruit."

"Yes,"

Scarlet Flame Fruit: medium‑sized fruit, average single fruit weight 16 grams, slightly round. In sufficient light the fruit is purplish‑red. The skin is smooth. The skin can be used directly; taste is sweet and pleasant, similar to soft date kiwi, and it enhances control over flame and its temperature.

Ascending Soul Grass: differs by one character from the supreme medicinal herb Holy Soul Grass; as the name suggests, it is a herb that boosts soul power. (One of the main ingredients of the Ascending Soul Pill in the second part; Holy Soul Grass also appears in the original. Not made up; the Scarlet Flame Fruit was casually mentioned as a material when the third part's protagonist undid the Golden Dragon Seal. The author is a detail‑oriented person.)

She had just awakened her martial soul; these medicinal ingredients were just right.

A medicinal bath cleanses the body and strengthens it.

Since ancient times, the poor study literature, the rich study martial arts, yet medicinal baths have nothing to do with what martial arts you learn! This is also why Qian Renxue didn't object to building this bath.

Today Qian Renxue went to a room she had never visited before, purple, romantic and noble, serving as the space's main color scheme; in atmosphere rendering it stands out, harmonizing with or contrasting against other whites and golds, increasing indoor mystery. This color matches Qian Renxue's eye color, leaving her very satisfied.

Bluish‑green medicinal liquid flowed in the spacious bath; the luxurious star‑sky ceiling reflected in the water, ripples shimmered, appearing mysterious amidst the rising mist.

With the echoing footsteps in the bath, Qian Renxue removed her garments one by one and stepped into the medicinal pool with her jade feet.

Rich medicinal power surged into her body; Qian Renxue directed her soul power to circulate the Blazing Yang Meditation.

After half an hour, she opened her eyes, sat up with a splash, and sat at the edge of the bath.

She casually picked up a scarlet flame fruit placed by the maid and began eating it.

The medicinal potency was absorbed, and a light-green medicinal liquid slowly seeped from her delicate body; Qian Renxue glanced at her own body.

Hmm, it's a bit colored.

"Luxurious, too luxurious"

"I never expected to become the person I once hated the most, sigh (╥ω╥`)"

Qian Renxue sighed; most of the medicinal liquid in the pool had been absorbed by her, but some residue remained.

Originally Qian Daoliu had her use the remaining medicinal liquid to cultivate her own confidants, but she usually just took one soak and had the maid discard it; the Spirit Hall isn't short of money, and letting others use her bathwater would be too disgusting—it's not appropriate; who would want to use someone else's bathwater?

Moreover, she had no intention of cultivating confidants; as Qian Daoliu's granddaughter, she could directly summon a Title Douluo—what genius needs cultivating? Grandfather's power is hers, Qian Renxue's!

Because there's no system, cheats must rely on one's own effort; this chapter aims to show Qian Daoliu's emphasis on her and the Spirit Hall's cultivation intensity. Having read fanfiction, those orphans are fine enough, but the genius disciples of great sects have no heavenly treasures at all—just a few words of approval from elders, giving nothing, it's too stingy. Moreover, one has to personally seek immortal herbs to bring back to the sect; what a "chosen worker"! (End of chapter)