Divine Seal: Six Paths of Reincarnation, I am the Crown-Rank Assassin

Chapter 7 Cai'er Awakens, Cold and Suppressive

"He's so stupid, he can't even learn this, he needs Master Xiayin to teach him personally."

"Perhaps it's because it's too small?"

Some girls have considered this.

Yan Qianqiu paid no attention to the laughter of the other children. The [Heavenly Interaction] told him that this was the path forward for him.

The awakening of the Heavenly Dao Spiritual Furnace and the accompanying [Ten Precepts] a few days ago have already chosen the most correct path for him.

Besides, he really doesn't like daggers.

Yan sighed softly, squatted down beside his son, and looked at him intently. Their eyes met, and he couldn't help but say...

"You didn't mean to upset me, did you?"

"No." Yan Qianqiu shook her head.

"That is how the matter?"

"I just wanted to do this." He looked at the wooden dagger in his hand, his eyes revealing undisguised disdain.

"If you can kill him from the front, why come from the back?"

Yan Qing heard this,

His facial muscles twitched; how come he hadn't noticed before that his son's class inclination was warrior?

Listen!

These are the words an assassin would utter.

"You guys practice first."

He turned to look at the other children, gave them an instruction, and then asked Yan Qianqiu to come with him.

The father and son sat together.

"Don't you think assassins are elusive and deadly, striking with deadly precision and swiftness? How could you possibly prefer the fighting style of warriors and knights?"

He spoke earnestly and sincerely.

In the six great temples,

Warriors are the easiest to train, with over a hundred branch halls. Assassins, on average, require even more talent than knights, and only have fifteen branch halls.

This clearly demonstrates the high level of talent required for an assassin.

A peerless killing god is like the Sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of demons.

The son, being a chosen one of the Assassin's Temple's reincarnation gods,
How did he witness him going astray?
Moreover, if a child does not admire his father or inherit his fighting style, isn't that also a form of failure?

"It's not that I don't want to become an assassin." Yan Qianqiu hesitated for a moment.

The man frowned upon hearing this, knowing there must be a "but" after the sentence, the kind he least wanted to hear.

"However, my preferred equipment is heavy armor and a greatsword. Of course, I also like heavy bows and throwing spears, and they are not unacceptable to me."

Yan Qing felt as if the sky had fallen.

If someone uses heavy armor and a heavy sword, can they still be an assassin?

He imagined a scenario that was highly likely to occur in the future.
"Bro, I've never seen you in the Knights' Temple before. What, you're from the Assassins' Temple? You're hilarious, bro."

Yan Qing felt a chill run down her spine.

After a moment of contemplation, he exhaled a breath of stale air.
"Let's practice for now. This afternoon I'll go to the Knight's Temple to buy some equipment. You'll find that the greatsword isn't as good as you think."

Back in the courtyard,

Yan Qianqiu gripped the dagger and practiced diligently. The other children didn't laugh at him too much and also faced the wooden puppet to continue practicing.

Time flies.
After eating,
Yan Qing arrived at the Knights' Temple Exorcism Branch.

As one of the six major checkpoints for the human race to resist the demon race, it is not only the headquarters of the Assassin's Temple, but also a high-level branch temple of the other five major temples.

Why didn't you bring Yan Qianqiu with you?
He couldn't afford to lose this person.

As the second-in-command of the Assassin's Temple, the Hidden Hero Hall, Yan Qing felt a chill run down her spine at the thought that her son actually liked greatswords.

It didn't take long,

When Yan Qing returned home, he waved his hand, and his spatial ring shone brightly.

Six swords of different shapes lay on the table, appearing before Yan Qianqiu, including the rapier from the Assassin's Temple.

Yan Qianqiu's eyes lit up as he looked at the heavy sword in two hands. This was true romance for a man!
He didn't voice the words in his heart. He reached out and carefully stroked the two-handed greatsword, saying to his father, "I like this! Father, could you forge me a wooden one?"

Yan Qing's eyes darkened, and he couldn't help but ask.
"This sword is taller than you, are you sure you want to practice it?"

“You can grow taller. I’m not tall now, but that doesn’t mean I won’t be tall in the future. I like greatswords, so I want this one.”

"Okay." Yan Qing nodded blankly.

He promised his wife that he would never contradict the children's requests and would allow them as much as possible as long as they did not violate human reason and morality.

The man selected wood from the Demon-Slaying Mountains and forged a wooden greatsword for Yan Qianqiu.

Yan Qianqiu struggled to hold the sword; he could only wield it easily and freely when driven by spiritual power, which consumed a lot of spiritual energy.

However, it can also be considered a form of training for spiritual power.

……

Days passed by, and a year had passed in the blink of an eye.

Yan Qianqiu sat on the edge of the bed.
Holding the girl's soft little hands, he silently closed his eyes and cultivated his spiritual power. Perhaps because he was too young, his progress in spiritual power was not obvious.

On the contrary, the Heavenly Dao Spiritual Furnace would occasionally devour his spiritual power.

Perhaps this is one of the reasons why it is forbidden to integrate into the spirit furnace before the third tier.

He opened his eyes and looked at Cai'er's lovely face.

She was exquisitely carved, like a porcelain doll, and was incredibly cute.

It has been a year since it fell into a deep sleep, and according to the healing priest's prediction, it will take another year before it wakes up.

This year,
He would come to see Cai'er every day, and as long as Yan Qianqiu was there and held her hand, the girl's furrowed brows would relax.

In a trance,
The girl's eyelashes trembled.

Yan Qianqiu thought it was just her imagination and didn't pay much attention to it, until her pale purple, glass-like eyes gently opened.

He then realized that this was not an illusion.

Cai'er woke up ahead of schedule!

"You're finally awake, Cai'er," Yan Qianqiu said joyfully.

The girl's dazed eyes gradually regained their focus, and many illusory images overlapped before her until the person she longed for in her dream appeared before her in reality.

"Brother Qianqiu~~"

She called out softly.

"This is wonderful." The two hugged each other tightly.

Soon,
The message reached the ears of the Holy Family.

It is worth mentioning that,
During this year, Saint Moon inherited the position of Master of the Assassin Temple.

Even though Chief Elder Xue Zhisheng was recognized by the vast majority of high-level assassins, the words left by the Son of Reincarnation were more powerful than anything else.

The Holy Moon thus became a part of the history of the six great temples.
The Temple Master, who has the weakest control, can hardly command the other heroes. The core authority is held by the Heroic Hall led by Ying Suifeng.

inside the room,
Many people came, including Cai'er's parents, grandparents, and great-grandfather.

Four generations under one roof,

This is quite rare in the Holy Demon Continent.

Lan Yanyu looked at Cai'er with excitement, "My precious daughter actually woke up a year early, only wasting a year."

Saint Jingjue stroked his chin, “He inherited the Reincarnation Furnace and the Reincarnation Sword at the age of three, which means he has the potential to surpass the Child of Reincarnation.”

"We need to prepare a training plan as soon as possible. The successor of the Sword of Reincarnation cannot have her cultivation delayed just because she is my great-granddaughter," Saint Moon instructed.

Yan Qianqiu sat down beside him and took a deep breath. The air was so oppressive, like a stone slab pressing on his chest.

Cai'er's eyes were blank.

Looking at the surprise on each of their faces, and listening to them talking about the incomprehensible Reincarnation Furnace and Sword, she felt very unfamiliar with them.

The girl looked at them.

His face gradually turned cold.

Cai'er felt no warmth from these so-called blood relatives; they looked at her as if she were a weapon.

(End of this chapter)