Two hours later.
With her full speed unleashed, Qian Renxue streaked across the skies of Spirit City, golden light trailing faintly around her figure. She Long followed close behind, his eyes still carrying disbelief at what he had witnessed earlier.
They descended before the towering Elder Hall, its black-gold pillars carved with angels in solemn poses. The air here was heavy, as if even the wind bent beneath the accumulated faith and power of Spirit Hall's highest authority.
Without pause, Qian Renxue strode through the corridor, her figure glowing faintly as she summoned her Angel Martial Soul.
Almost immediately her third soul ring flashed ,Soul skill- Illusion. The martial soul disappeared after it was covered by the illusion.
Then her fifth soul ring flashed. The domain like soul skill unfurled in silence—an invisible tide of drowsiness that pressed against the mind like the weight of dusk.
'Fifth soul skill- Sleep Aura.'
The great doors slammed open under her hand. Inside, Qian Daoliu was standing, his face still tense from what Ci Xue had reported. Ci Xue, who had been preparing to depart, froze at the sight of Renxue.
Qian Renxue's voice rang out clearly. "Grandfather!"
Relief instantly softened the sharp lines of Qian Daoliu's face. His granddaughter's sudden appearance, radiant, and unshaken—washed away the unease that had been gnawing at him.
Qian Renxue immediately read his surface thoughts 'Renxue woke up from her sleep. She must be exhausted by calming the mental problems of so many people.'
Her thoughts raced ' Looks like I reached here at the perfect time, Uncle Ci Xue must have just informed Grandfather about her condition. I just have to distract grandfather and later I need to prepare an excuse of sleeping because of too much exhaustion.'
Qian Renxue walked straight up to him, her Fifth Soul Skill: Sleep Aura still flowing silently. She clasped his hand with a look of sincere concern as she calmly sent psychological cues to her grandfather about 'relief and need to rest'.
"Grandfather, why don't you sit down? You've been exhausting yourself for the sake of Spirit Hall. You shouldn't overwork."
Qian Daoliu blinked, slightly dazed. He had been on guard a moment ago, but Qian Renxue's gaze… so gentle, so genuine… eased the storm in his heart. He maybe a demigod but he will not be on guard against his granddaughter.
His body suddenly felt heavier than usual, as if burdened by unseen chains of fatigue.
"Mm…" He exhaled slowly, lowering himself back into his chair. "Perhaps I have been… too tense."
"Exactly," Qian Renxue smiled softly, guiding him into the seat. She stepped behind him and placed her small hands on his shoulders, pressing firmly but tenderly. "Your shoulders are stiff. Allow me to massage them, Grandfather. You don't need to worry when I am here."
Qian Daoliu's lips curved faintly, a rare smile that only his granddaughter could draw from him. "Oh… very well."
As she kneaded his shoulders, Qian Renxue's eyes flickered, sharp as blades behind their gentle surface. She caught She Long's and Ci Xue's gaze and gave the slightest signal with her eyes. Both men understood instantly and withdrew silently, closing the grand doors behind them.
The hall quieted.
Qian Renxue lowered her voice, the softness of a spring breeze in her tone. "Grandfather, would you like to hear a song? Lately, among the civilians, there has been a hymn about the Angel Goddess. It is said to bring peace to troubled hearts."
Qian Daoliu's eyelids drooped slightly, his breathing heavier. "…A song? I never heard of such a thing."
Renxue chuckled lightly, her voice carrying a mysterious cadence. "Then allow me to sing it for you."
Without waiting for his reply, her voice wove into the air—clear, melodious, tinged with a strange resonance that did not belong wholly to the mortal world.
Her second soul ring flashed in the illusion hidden ,Soul skill- Emotion Control
"She gazed from realms where stars have died,
Beyond the storm where truths still hide…"
The words carried with them a ripple of dreamlike power, slipping through the cracks of consciousness. Qian Daoliu's breathing slowed, his mind floating, untethered.
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"A queen of memories and dreams,
No lock can bind, no light outshine…"
Her song repeated, its chorus rising and falling like a tide. By the time the second chorus ended, Qian Daoliu's head had tilted back against the chair. His eyes closed fully, his chest rising in steady rhythm.
Zzzzz…
He was fast asleep.
Qian Renxue's smile deepened. At that instant, she felt something stir in her body—a faint digestion. The power of the Dreamwalker Sequence within her was, refined by ten percent.
'Well, isn't this an unexpected surprise?'
She placed a hand lightly on her chest, her purple eyes glowing faintly.
'The essence of Dreamwalker is not merely to wander through dreams… it is also to guide others into them. To pull mortals and legends alike into the embrace of slumber.'
Her thoughts faded into silence, leaving only the gentle sound of Qian Daoliu's breathing in the Elder Hall.
(Author notes: When Beyonder digest the potion in a sequence, they form a certain understanding of the meaning and power of that sequence, for consolidating the digestion. So, I showed her understanding of the Dreamwalker power)