Let's go back to that day when Qian Renxue first woke up after becoming a Dreamwalker.
The Angel Goddess statue bathed the Elder's Hall in solemn radiance of a golden glow.
After successfully leading Qian Daoliu into dreaming, she leaned against the base of the statue, a faint smirk tugging at her lips.
She lifted a hand and theatrically wiped off the non-existent sweat on her brow.
"Phew… That was close. A heartbeat slower, and I'd be stuck explaining and making a suitable excuse."
Her gaze lingered on the statue towering above her. The carved wings seemed to stretch forever, their shadow like a mantle draped over her shoulders.
Cross-legged, she steadied her breathing and began circulating her soul power. Her cultivation had always advanced quickly, but it wasn't just talent—she grinded, clawing for every scrap of strength. Even in stolen moments like these, she polished her foundation.
Warmth spread through her meridians, like sunlight soaking into her bones. She was lost in the rhythm when a sharp voice shattered the tranquility:
"Renxue! Something happened!"
Her consciousness immediately sank inward. In the depths of her Spirit Sea, her figure materialized.
"Stop screaming, Tianmeng! I'm here already."
The massive Tianmeng Iceworm twitched, curling in agitation.
"Don't you see it?! Look—your Spirit Sea!"
She turned her eyes toward the vast expanse that represented her spirit. What was once a crystalline, endless ocean now shimmered faintly with threads of gold, like sunlight bleeding into clear water.
A third voice stirred. Deep, calm, and aged—Electrolux, who had until now remained silent.
"It is faith," he said, his tone grave. "Renxue, faith is slowly gathering into your Spirit Sea."
Her pupils shrank. She knew the implication. In Douluo Dalu, when mortals ascend to godhood, their Spirit Seas transform into golden oceans of divinity.
Her mind raced.
'But that only happens when one reaches the Divine Origin realm… I haven't even broken past the Spirit Abyss bottleneck into Spirit Domain. How could this…'
Electrolux's steady voice cut through her confusion, based on the knowledge about this continent he gathered.
"The first Angel God… and Poseidon, the Sea God… they may have gathered faith in this way as well, long before their ascensions."
Her thoughts recalled the prayers she had subtly redirected. Now when most of the members pray to the angel goddess it is directed towards her.
Her lips parted, voice with realization:
"…Then I've already begun walking the path to godhood."
"Yes," Electrolux mused, though his tone was unreadable. After a pause, he added, "But such an event should only be possible at the very peak of the world. To gather faith at your level… it is unprecedented. Still, it is not harmful. If anything, it will only make you stronger."
When she opened her eyes in the hall once more, the golden statue loomed above her, as if it too was watching.
Her mind churned.
'At the peak of the world… yet my cultivation is only Soul King. Still, my soul power's density already matches a Titled Douluo's. I am an outlier, a hybrid of soul master and Beyonder. My limits… will not be same as the limits of this world.'
Her thoughts sharpened like a blade.
'If the ceiling of Douluo is Demi-God, then perhaps I will only understand the truth when I reach Sequence 4. Until then…'
Her gaze swept the hall.
'I must test this. Different locations may hold different concentrations of faith. The closer I am to the statue, the richer the concentration may be. There is a possibility that this statue collected the faith of all the people in Douluo continent'
The thought left a shiver down her spine. She closed her eyes again, marking the idea firmly in her heart.
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Memory Recall ends.
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At the present time.
Qian Daoliu placed the last document back into its case, his expression unusually soft. He cast a lingering glance toward the golden-haired figure seated in front of the statue. His granddaughter, bathed in divine radiance.
He did not dare disturb her. Silently, he pushed the chair back, his old bones moving with uncharacteristic care. Step by step, he left the office, and with a reverent hand, closed the door behind him.
In his heart, joy surged like spring water.
"As expected of the Qian bloodline. She has inherited the will of the Angel. Such devotion at her age… Renxue is destined to surpass me. Perhaps she will even become the true inheritor of the Angel God."
The door clicked shut.
The instant it did, the golden-haired girl who should have been "deep in cultivation" opened a single eye. Her gaze glimmered with cunning.
She whispered under her breath, her lips barely moving.
"He's gone."
In her Spirit Sea, Tianmeng Silkworm's voice buzzed with excitement.
"Are you going to try it?"
Qian Renxue's lips curved slightly.
"Isn't it obvious? With my spiritual power at this level, I'd be wasting time if I didn't push for a breakthrough."
Electrolux, ever calm, gave his judgment.
"Go forward. We support you. But be careful, Renxue… forming a soul core is not a simple step. It is the mark of stepping into the path of true high-level cultivation."
Qian Renxue inhaled deeply, her mind sharpening.
She had studied the knowledge of Dugu Bo's crude pioneering method for condensing soul core in this era .Based on her talent and the knowledge she had it should not be much difficult to form a soul core.