As soon as she finished speaking, Mulan's figure transformed into a red streak of light, breaking through the roof of the palace and speeding towards Jialing Pass.
Watching the red figure disappear, Qianyu's smile deepened.
With Mulan holding down the fort at Jialing Pass, even if Tang San could still stir up some trouble, he was destined to be crushed on the beach.
"Father..."
Qian Renxue only dared to speak at this moment, her voice trembling slightly.
"Who exactly is this...this General Hua?"
Why is her aura so terrifying?
Qianyu withdrew her gaze, lay back down on the soft pillow, and casually stuffed the unfinished grape into Qian Renxue's mouth.
The touch of her fingers on those soft lips sent a shiver through Qian Renxue, her cheeks flushing crimson.
"Her."
"I said casually."
"She is a legend."
"A legend that can bring down even the gods."
The broken roof was still spewing down rubble.
Dust swirled in the sunlight streaming through the hole.
Qian Renxue looked up at the sky where Hua Mulan had disappeared, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.
The intense, raging heat from just now still lingered in her senses, making her heart tremble.
That woman clearly didn't release her martial spirit or reveal her spirit rings.
Just standing there, the battle-hardened aura emanating from his very bones was purer than that of any grandfather she had ever seen in the ancestral hall.
Are these the Great Wall Guards?
Is this the "legend" my father was talking about?
Qian Renxue turned her head and looked at Qian Yu, who had lay back down on the soft couch.
The man looked content, still holding the unfinished grape in his hand, as if the level 99 Limit Douluo who had just crashed through the roof and flown out was nothing more than a servant he had casually sent out to buy wine.
This stark contrast caused the emotion of "admiration" in Qian Renxue's heart to grow wildly like weeds.
"how?"
"Haven't you seen enough yet?"
Qianyu threw the grape into her mouth, chewed the thin skin, and the sweet juice burst in her mouth.
He glanced at Qian Renxue, who was still standing there in a daze, and casually patted the spot beside him.
"Come and sit down."
Qian Renxue trembled slightly, from excitement.
She obediently lifted her skirt, crawled a few steps on her knees, came to Qianyu's side, and sat down carefully, placing her hands naturally on her knees, just like an obedient primary school student.
On the other side of the bed.
Haiyue, dressed in a cool, moon-white long dress, lowered her eyes and held a pot of freshly warmed wine in her hands.
She didn't speak, nor did she look up.
Even though Mulan's aura had just amazed everyone, the once invincible Queen of the Sea Moon only trembled her eyelashes slightly.
Today, she is less like an empress and more like a fine piece of porcelain.
A piece of porcelain whose pride was shattered, pieced back together, and now belongs solely to Qianyu.
Qianyu took the wine glass from Haiyue, took a sip, and then looked back at the light screen in front of her.
In the scene, the battle in front of Jialing Pass is nearing its end.
Li Bai was too lazy to even unleash a second sword strike, and simply sat in mid-air drinking, while Tang San below was being forced into a frantic state by the lingering Azure Lotus Sword Qi.
"Xue'er".
Qianyu suddenly spoke.
Qian Renxue quickly straightened her back.
"Xue'er is here."
"Look at Tang San, what does he look like now?"
Qianyu pointed to the disheveled figure in the light screen.
Qian Renxue looked in the direction he was pointing.
Tang San, who was once full of vigor and ruined her twenty-year-long plan of infiltration during the Tian Dou Palace coup, is now disheveled, his Sea God Armor dimmed, looking like a plucked rooster.
She pursed her lips, a hint of pleasure flashing in her eyes, but more than that, a complex contemplation.
"Like...a trapped beast."
Qian Renxue carefully considered the words.
"He possesses immense power, yet he doesn't know where to use it."
"Every attack he launched missed, and every defense he laid was breached."
"It's like a child wielding a sledgehammer, sparring with a peerless swordsman."
Qianyu smiled.
He reached out and gently ruffled Qian Renxue's long golden hair.
It feels great, soft and warm.
You're half right.
"He's not just like a child, he's a complete nouveau riche."
Qianyu spoke calmly, yet every word was piercing.
"Soul masters in Douluo Continent rely too much on soul rings and soul skills."
"What the first soul skill is, what the second soul skill is, was already predetermined by that so-called 'god'."
"Tang San inherited the positions of the Sea God and the Asura God. It seems like he rose to the top in one step, but in reality, he was just a fattened pig."
Does he understand what 'meaning' is?
Does he understand what 'Tao' is?
Qianyu pointed to the elegant and unrestrained Li Bai in the picture.
"Li Bai has no divine status."
"But the sword in his hand is his divine status."
"Those trained by my Jixia Academy are never just reckless brutes who only know how to throw their skills around."
"What we need to teach is an understanding of the nature of power, and the deconstruction and reconstruction of rules."
Qian Renxue listened, seemingly understanding but not quite.
This was a completely new field for her.
In the Spirit Hall's educational system, spirit power level is everything, and spirit ring age is the ultimate truth.
But now, Qianyu tells her that all of that is fake.
"Father..."
Qian Renxue hesitated for a moment, but still asked the question that had been bothering her.
"Then... what do I need to do to be like them?"
"I also want to have that kind of power."
"I want to help my father; I don't want to be just a useless person who can only peel grapes."
As she finished speaking, her voice lowered, tinged with self-reproach.
She possesses innate full soul power at level twenty.
She is the successor of the angel god.
But in front of this man, in front of this behemoth called Jixia Academy, she felt as insignificant as a speck of dust.
Qianyu found it somewhat amusing to see her looking so anxious and uncertain.
He put down his wine glass and leaned forward slightly.
Those deep eyes stared directly into Qian Renxue's eyes.
"Want to learn?"
Qian Renxue nodded vigorously, her eyes resolute.
"good."
Qianyu snapped her fingers.
"Then let's start with the basics."
"It's neither sword training nor soul power training."
"It is about training the mind."
As he spoke, he turned to look at Haiyue, who had remained silent to the side.
"Haiyue."
Haiyue stiffened slightly when her name was called.
She slowly raised her head, her beautiful yet pale face expressionless, only her deep, ocean-like eyes reflecting Qianyu's figure.
"Owner."
"You teach her."
Qianyu pointed at Qianrenxue.
"Teach my silly daughter what 'momentum' means."
"You were once an empress. In terms of manipulating people's hearts and creating pressure, in this Douluo Continent, apart from Bibi Dong, you are the only one who can do it."
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