Chapter 18: The Gods' Attention, the Reclusive Qian Renxue, Absorbing Soul Bones
"Don't worry, we're just having a normal spar. I'll have Grandpa treat you."
Qian Renxue endured the excruciating pain, but a stubborn smile appeared on her lips a smile that concealed her unyielding pride.
A friendly exchange?'
'How badly have we fought?'
Lin Fan thought to himself, but on the surface, he remained calm and simply nodded.
...
At this moment, before the enormous angel statue in the center of the Douluo Hall, a blond man was quietly praying. He was tall and handsome—the High Priest, Qian Daoliu.
Suddenly the palace doors opened. Qian Daoliu turned around to see Qian Renxue, Golden Crocodile, Bibi Dong, and Lin Fan striding in.
In an instant, Qian Daoliu appeared in front of Qian Renxue, releasing a holy light to heal her. He asked with deep concern, "Xue'er, who did this to you?"
The holy light was gentle yet contained immense power; wherever it touched, wounds closed at a speed visible to the eye, leaving no scars.
Qian Renxue's clothes were soaked in blood, looking like she was seriously injured. In reality, once her seal was broken and her cultivation restored, her own divine power helped stabilize her. It wasn't as bad as it looked.
On the contrary, Lin Fan was pale, clearly the one in worse shape. Although he had stopped the bleeding, the purification effect of the ultimate holiness and the lingering divine fire had drained his vital energy.
He knew he could use his third martial soul to absorb this divine power, but with Golden Crocodile, Qian Renxue, and Qian Daoliu standing right there, he didn't dare risk being discovered.
Lin Fan stood swaying, struggling to keep himself from collapsing.
Qian Renxue glanced at Lin Fan and quickly said, "Grandpa, I was sparring with Lin Fan and accidentally got hurt." After a moment of hesitation, she added, "Please... use your divine power to heal us both."
Qian Daoliu turned his gaze toward Lin Fan, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
How could a six-year-old child have injured his granddaughter this badly?
As the High Priest, Qian Daoliu could draw upon the divine power within the angel statue in Spirit City, even reaching demigod-level strength. However, once that divine power is used, it takes a long time sometimes a yearto replenish.
But Qian Renxue didn't care about that now. She was stubborn, but she took responsibility. Lin Fan had only sparred because she insisted.
If he didn't receive divine healing now, he would be left with irreparable, deep-seated wounds.
Qian Daoliu didn't say much; he simply nodded.
He clasped his hands together and closed his eyes.
The angel statue shone brilliantly, and two golden feathers flew out, landing on Qian Renxue and Lin Fan.
The moment the feather touched Lin Fan, it transformed into a warm current that spread through his entire body.
The intense pain subsided, replaced by comfort.
Qian Daoliu looked at them and said, "Sparring is good for growth, but do not push yourselves to the point of self-destruction."
The two responded in unison.
After Bibi Dong left with Lin Fan, Qian Daoliu's expression became rare and solemn.
"Xue'er, I sensed a faint divine aura on that boy. I strongly suspect he has a third martial soul!"
"Furthermore, the Angel's Feather*fused directly with him a Soul Master of the extreme evil attribute without any rejection."
"That feather was personally bestowed by the God Ancestor..."
"More importantly," Qian Daoliu continued, his voice dropping, "the Divine Ancestor just delivered a decree. Lin Fan has been favored by two gods. We must cultivate a good relationship with him."
"Then... what about Bibi Dong?"
Golden Crocodile hesitated. He had been at odds with her for years; changing his attitude suddenly was difficult.
"Sigh, Bibi Dong has also gained the attention of the gods... Those two, master and disciple, are truly extraordinary," Qian Daoliu said helplessly.
He once thought about killing Bibi Dong to prevent future trouble for the Qian family. But now?
With both her and Lin Fan favored by the heavens, he couldn't risk offending multiple gods.
He sighed, "We must change our attitude towards Bibi Dong from now on."
Qian Renxue listened silently. She felt a mix of emotions: envy for her mother, pride for Lin Fan, and a slight, nagging sense of loss for herself.
"Xiaoxue, don't worry. Take this time to rest," Qian Daoliu patted her head lovingly.
...
That evening, Lin Fan was cultivating alone.
Suddenly, the Angel's Feather within him emitted a dazzling golden light. The radiance began to balance the conflicting powers of his three martial souls.
A soft, holy female voice rang in his ears:
"Child, with this feather, you need not worry about the conflict between your three martial souls until you become a Soul Saint."
"Are you the Angel God?" Lin Fan asked tentatively.
No response.
"Hello? You still there?"
After a few minutes of silence, Lin Fan remarked, "The ancestor of the Qian family is quite aloof..."
He didn't dwell on it. He took out the 50,000-year-old Dark Dragon Scale Right Arm Soul Bone he had received from Golden Crocodile Douluo. He placed it against his right arm and began to circulate his soul power.
The soul bone began to liquefy, merging into his arm and palm.
Lin Fan needed this now. It would increase his soul power by at least two levels and drastically improve his physical strength. With this and some whale glue, he could aim for a 5,000-year-old third soul ring.
As for the soul bone's age being "only" 50,000 years? Lin Fan didn't mind.
He knew about Ah Yin's soul bone, and he knew his own secret weapon: his regenerative abilities. If he found a 100,000-year bone later, he could potentially remove this one and grow a new limb.
The usual "10-level soul power loss" from removing a bone didn't scare him with three martial souls, he could gain that levels back in no time.
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