Chapter 4: Twin Martial Eggs.
Qian Daoliu never imagined that one day he would once again wield angelic power to help someone awaken their martial spirit. Besides Qian Renxue, Nangong Yi was the second.
Because higher-quality martial spirits consume more energy to awaken, and the awakening of a god-level martial spirit requires even more divine power to guide.
Having previously used his soul power to no avail, Qian Daoliu had a suspicion.
And now, sensing the strange divine power emanating from Nangong Yi, even more boundless and vast than angelic power, Qian Daoliu's expression was utterly baffled.
What kind of luck was this?
Out for a stroll, and he stumbled upon a deity's heir?
And this divine power, imbued with benevolence…
What was this kid's background?
Yulong Nation, Nangong City, could it be a kingdom blessed by gods like Sea God Island?
No wonder this kid was so bright; he didn't seem childish.
Precocious intelligence was commonplace for a child blessed by the gods.
"This is..."
Nangong Yi, enveloped in divine power and lifted into the air, suddenly saw a multicolored light blaze from his palm, the ball of light growing larger and larger.
Bang!
The ball of light suddenly shattered, and the martial spirit at its center revealed its form.
"Egg?" Qian Daoliu was stunned.
An egg with delicate pale blue patterns! An egg martial spirit?
What the hell was that?
Before Qian Daoliu could recover, Nangong Yi's other hand also lit up, the same ball of light.
Bang!
"Another egg?" Qian Daoliu was completely stunned.
Twin eggs? No, twin martial spirits?
At that moment, Nangong Yi also opened his eyes.
Looking at the two eggs in his hands, he felt extremely upset.
Repair the Heavenly Crystal? What could he use to repair it?
He couldn't use his passion and sense of justice, could he?
"Child, was that god from your place?" Qian Daoliu asked.
"Yes." Nangong Yi nodded.
"Nuwa, the God of Creation, she created everything we have there."
"The God of Creation?" Qian Daoliu was stunned.
The Angel God's oracle did mention the existence of the Creator God, but Nuwa?
Is the Creator God even known by that title?
However, that terrifying divine power, far surpassing the power of the Angel Gods, proved this deity to be truly powerful...
Could it really be the Creator God?
"Ahem, child, I'm actually a disciple of the Angel God and a High Priest of the Spirit Hall. Would you..."
Qian Daoliu, just about to ask Nangong Yi if he wanted to become his disciple, suddenly paused. Someone blessed by a deity wouldn't seem to need a disciple in their cultivation. Furthermore, this young man's swordsmanship was incredibly refined. If he weren't relying on his Peerless Douluo cultivation, he would undoubtedly be no match for this young man of his level.
"Are you interested in visiting the Spirit Hall?" Qian Daoliu asked.
That divine power was filled with compassion. Even if the title of Creator God wasn't true, Nuwa was a deity on par with the Angel God.
And Nangong Yi, like Qian Renxue, was favored by the gods.
After becoming a god, the road ahead is long. Making friends now will allow Qian Renxue and him to look out for each other in the
future. "Yes, I'm very interested!" Nangong Yi nodded and agreed.
He could roughly guess what Qian Daoliu was thinking. Although he wasn't a genius from the Spirit Hall, he had a god behind him. The old man knew a lot about this kind of thing, so he wouldn't take action against him.
Besides, he was a pauper now. If he didn't hang out with Qian Daoliu, he would probably go hungry after spending the little money he had.
He wasn't some masochist who called it "training."
The person who said that probably hadn't even climbed a mountain many times.
Wandering around alone isn't fun. It's exposed to the elements, and dangerous. If you don't have money, you have to worry about money. If you have money, you have to be wary of robbers. You have to be careful when eating, but you have to be careful when sleeping, otherwise it's not impossible to fall asleep. And if you run into a shady shop... it's easy to dodge an open attack, but it's hard to guard against an attack from behind.
He didn't want to experience this kind of fearful life again.
Only those with a flawed brain would want to travel the continent alone if they could live a good life.
...
The next day.
After resting up, Qian Daoliu and the others prepared to return to Wuhun City.
While wandering around Hanhai City, Qian Daoliu also learned that Nangong Yi wasn't some drifter from overseas. He didn't belong to this continent at all, but came from another world.
Yes, he was sent here by the gods for "training."
Qian Daoliu didn't doubt this explanation, after all, he had felt the true power of the gods.
"You said you were already twenty years old?"
Qian Daoliu breathed a sigh of relief upon learning about Nangong Yi's situation.
No wonder!
If Nangong Yi truly possessed that level of swordsmanship at just seven or eight years old, then his past hundred years had been a complete waste!
Twenty years old was still a bit of an exaggeration, but as a genius, he could still understand it.
"However, considering your current appearance, eight is more appropriate," Qian Daoliu said.
Nangong Yi's current body was roughly that of a seven or eight-year-old spirit master from the Douluo Continent. After awakening their martial spirits, spirit masters begin to cultivate, and their spirit power accelerates their physical growth.
Therefore, spirit masters develop earlier than ordinary people.
"By the way, do you know how to cultivate your martial spirit?" Qian Daoliu asked.
Since they weren't from this world, their cultivation methods wouldn't be accessible, right?
"I tried it last night, and my old cultivation method can circulate spirit power, so it should work," Nangong Yi said.
"If you have any questions, feel free to ask me," Qian Daoliu said.
"Yes, no problem, Brother Qian," Nangong Yi agreed.
He had discussed this with Qian Daoliu last night. He wouldn't be able to return to his original world anytime soon. At the very least, he would have to cultivate to the divine realm.
Before that, they made a friendship. He stayed in the Spirit Hall, and Qian Daoliu would protect his safety. Qian Daoliu also told him about Qian Renxue, the heir to the Angel God. Before becoming a god, Qian Daoliu could still help Qian Renxue, but after becoming a god, she would have to walk her own path.
So, now that there was someone who could also become a god, Qian Daoliu planned to make them friends so they could look after each other in the future.
Nangong Yi didn't refuse.
Then there was his identity. It was inconvenient to disclose matters related to the gods, and no one would believe it if they did.
Therefore, he had to be given a suitable identity.
Originally, the old man had planned to take advantage of him, using his age of over a hundred, but he responded by calling him "Brother Qian."
Taking advantage of him was out of the question!
Although Qian Daoliu felt strange, considering his status as the "heir to the gods," he couldn't refuse, and ultimately had no choice but to accept.
So, he was now Qian Daoliu's friend, a sworn brother, regardless of age difference.
"A-choo!"
Qian Renxue, who had just ascended the throne and was about to return to Wuhun City to tell her grandfather the good news, suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Is someone trying to harm me?"
(End of this chapter)