Chapter 58: Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu Spar, Martial Soul Evolution
Hall of Worship.
Now, the Hall of Worship has gathered seven Worship Elders.
After absorbing the Immortal Herb, Guangling Douluo reached a Breakthrough to Rank 96. His Ice Power became even more terrifying, and the power of his Martial Soul Abilities greatly increased, officially making him a Worship Elder.
"Big brother, the Clear Sky Sect will certainly not let this matter rest," Golden Crocodile Douluo said in a deep voice.
Since escorting Su Mo and the other two to the The Pope's Palace, he had returned straight to the Hall of Worship and informed the Worship Elders of everything that had happened during this period.
From the discovery of the Immortal Herb Garden to the Star Dou Great Forest, and then to the duel between Su Mo and Tang Hao, he recounted everything in detail.
"It doesn't matter, even if Tang Chen..."
Qian Daoliu's voice came to an abrupt halt. He looked sharply into the distance, as if his gaze could pierce through the dome of the palace.
The next moment, he said solemnly, "Speaking of him, he's here."
"What?" several Worship Elders exclaimed simultaneously.
"Big brother, should we go together?" Golden Crocodile Douluo asked.
Qian Daoliu raised his hand to stop him.
"No need. You are no match for him; I will go alone."
After saying this, Qian Daoliu's figure vanished from the spot.
Soon, Qian Daoliu arrived in the sky above Spirit City, gazing calmly into the distance.
A moment later, a figure flew in from the horizon at extreme speed, arriving nearby within a few breaths.
It was Tang Chen.
He and Qian Daoliu stood suspended in the air, facing each other from dozens of yards away.
In an instant, two invisible Auras collided in mid-air.
"Tang Chen, it's been many years. Have you come to catch up with me?"
Qian Daoliu spoke calmly, as if greeting an old friend, appearing as though he knew nothing of the recent events.
"Catch up?" Tang Chen snorted coldly. "Qian Daoliu, your Spirit Hall's people severely injured my grandson and even won away the Ring Explosion technique. You can't possibly be unaware of this, can you?"
"Oh?" Qian Daoliu raised an eyebrow slightly, his expression showing a perfectly measured amount of confusion. "Such a thing happened?"
"Qian Daoliu, stop playing dumb. I'm not here today to trouble that junior. That was a fight between juniors; my grandson lost because his skills were inferior. I won't stoop to bullying a junior over such a matter."
Of course, Tang Chen wasn't naturally so reasonable; his reasons for saying this were simple.
First, several days had passed, and the Ring Explosion secret technique was already in Spirit Hall's hands. It had likely been copied and backed up long ago, so getting it back would be futile.
Second, the duel took place in the Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena before many witnesses. Tang Hao lost the bet because he was outmatched, and no one else could be blamed. If Tang Chen were to bully a junior, the news would spread, and the Clear Sky Sect would surely become a laughingstock.
Qian Daoliu asked, "Oh? Then what have you come for?"
"Since we haven't met in so many years, I've naturally come to spar with you."
Qian Daoliu glanced at him and nodded. "Let's go. Don't stay above my Spirit City, lest we disturb the people below. Follow me."
Soon, the two reached the sky dozens of miles away.
Below were rolling mountain ranges, sparsely populated and perfect for an all-out battle.
A Clear Sky Hammer condensed in Tang Chen's hand.
He was surrounded by nine Soul Rings: two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red.
At this time, Tang Chen had not yet received the Asura God Trials, so his Soul Ring configuration was still the standard optimal one.
Not to be outdone, golden light surged behind Qian Daoliu as a massive Six-winged Angel phantom appeared.
He was surrounded by nine Soul Rings—eight black and one red—a configuration even more terrifying than Tang Chen's.
As the High Priest of the Angel God, Qian Daoliu had already passed the Eight Angel Trials, which was why his Soul Ring configuration was so fearsome.
Soon, two terrifying Auras collided in the air, causing the birds and beasts below to flee in all directions.
The next moment, both figures moved simultaneously.
The battle was on the verge of breaking out.
As for who would emerge victorious, it would take a long time to know the result.
After all, they were both Limit Douluos.
...
At sunset.
Su Mo's palace.
The sunset glow spilled through the gates into the hall, tinting it with a warm orange-red hue.
At this moment, the golden light on Ye Qingshuang's body completely receded.
She opened her eyes and felt the Soul Power within her body.
Then, she looked at Su Mo, who had been guarding her, and said in disbelief:
"Your Highness, I... I feel as if that invisible shackle is gone, and my Soul Power has reached a Breakthrough to Rank 40."
She was eighteen years old. Before taking the Immortal Herb, her Soul Power was at Rank 39. Her talent was already quite good, as support Soul Masters naturally Cultivate more slowly.
As for why there was a large age gap between her and her mother, it was naturally due to the Spirit Curse.
Women of the Ye Family generally married and bore children very late, specifically to allow the previous generation to live a few more days.
"You might want to take a closer look at your Martial Soul," Su Mo said softly, standing up and walking over to her.
Hearing this, Ye Qingshuang lowered her head to carefully examine the Nine-Heart Begonia in her hand.
The shape was still the same, as was the color of the petals; it didn't look much different from before.
"I don't see any changes..." She looked up, somewhat confused.
"Here," Su Mo pointed to the stamen.
Ye Qingshuang focused her gaze.
There were originally nine thin filaments in the stamen, like nine golden threads.
But now... there were actually ten?
She counted once, then counted again, her heart beating faster and faster.
"This... there really does seem to be a change."
Su Mo nodded slightly. "That's right. Your Martial Soul has likely undergone an evolution, so the Spirit Curse is naturally gone."
"Martial Soul Evolution?!"
Ye Qingshuang counted yet again in disbelief before confirming that it had truly changed.
It seemed her previous feeling was correct; her Martial Soul no longer carried the curse from before.
At this moment, the excitement in her heart was beyond words.
She withdrew her Martial Soul, suddenly leaped up from the sofa, and with a gust of fragrant wind, threw herself directly into Su Mo's arms.
"Your Highness, thank you..."
Her voice trembled noticeably, choked with tears of joy.
Su Mo only felt a soft warmth crash into his embrace.
He was slightly stunned, then raised his hand and gently patted her back.
Feeling Su Mo's movement, Ye Qingshuang's whole body stiffened.
Only then did she realize what she had just done.
She, who had always maintained an absolute distance from the opposite sex, had actually taken the initiative to throw herself into Su Mo's arms.
She hurriedly let go and retreated several steps, her originally fair cheeks instantly flushed with two patches of crimson.
She lowered her head, not daring to look at Su Mo, her hands twisting together.
"S-sorry, Your Highness. I just... I was just too excited. I... I didn't mean to," she explained in a small, incoherent voice.
After speaking, she stole a glance at Su Mo and quickly hung her head again, wishing she could find a crack in the floor to crawl into.
Seeing her like this, Su Mo couldn't help but chuckle.
He suddenly remembered what Ye Qingshuang was like when they first met; back then, she had a cold, aloof demeanor that kept everyone at a distance.
But now, she was blushing with her head down, looking quite shy.
"It's fine, I understand how you feel."
Su Mo knew very well that while for others this might just be an increase in power, for Ye Qingshuang, who possessed the Nine-Heart Begonia, this was a new life.
He paused and then suggested, "However, your Martial Soul has evolved now, so it's no longer appropriate to call it the Nine-Heart Begonia.
How about... calling it the Ten-Heart Begonia from now on? What do you think?"
Ye Qingshuang still kept her head down, her voice very soft. "Mm, I'll do as Your Highness says."
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