Starting from the young master of Haotian Sect.

Chapter 24: For the Spirit Hall

"The Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition? Can I participate?" Qian Renxue was also surprised when she heard this.

Qian Xunji smiled faintly, gently stroking Qian Renxue's hair and said, "Silly child, of course you can. You are the current Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall. It is your responsibility to bring honor to the Spirit Hall. Besides, you are still young. The Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Competition stipulates that any academy spirit master under the age of 25 can participate, and there is no restriction on cultivation level."

The Continental Elite Competition for Advanced Soul Master Colleges is the largest soul competition in the soul master world, initiated and hosted by the royal families of the Tiandou and Xingluo empires and co-organized by the Spirit Hall. Participating colleges must send students aged 25 or below, and the number of participants in each game must reach seven.

Even someone as arrogant and cold-hearted as Qian Renxue was filled with anticipation when she heard her father allow her to go out and participate in the competition.

After all, Qian Renxue didn't want to be trapped in this place for the rest of her life to take the nine tests. She also wanted to travel around and experience this colorful world.

Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu's expression changed, and he said in a voice that held no room for rejection: "No!"

Qian Daoliu shouted, his eyes slightly narrowed, staring at Qian Xunji who had a hypocritical and filial smile. There seemed to be a hint of threat in his eyes, as if to say that Qian Xunji was not allowed to take his granddaughter away.

Qian Xunji seemed not to notice his father's warning look. Instead, he looked back and said with a smile, "Dad, I respect you. You are a great chief worshiper of the Worship Hall. You dedicated everything to the Spirit Hall. You have made an indelible contribution to the Spirit Hall's current status."

"But, Dad, you can't take advantage of your seniority. Xiaoxue is a human being, not a puppet. She should make her own choices instead of following the orders of her elders."

"Furthermore, each of the nine angel trials lasts five to ten years. This means that the Angel God also allows participants to have their own time, rather than training day and night."

Qian Xunji took out the Pope's scepter and said, "I, by order of the Pope, allow Saint Qian Renxue to represent the Wuhun Academy in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition. Of course, you must pass the academy's selection."

"Also, you have to complete the second test and refine one of the six soul bones of the Angel Armor, understand?"

"Got it!" Qian Renxue glanced at Qian Daoliu, then picked up the flowers and cake and flew back to practice. She hoped to finish the second test as soon as possible.

Seeing Qian Renxue leaving and being surrounded by golden light on the golden lotus again, Qian Xunji immediately retracted his filial smile, and the speed at which his expression changed was jaw-dropping.

"It's a pity. It would have been better if that woman had given birth to a boy." Qian Xunji raised the corners of his mouth and said in a low voice.

Hearing his son's words, even his father, Qian Daoliu, couldn't help but speak harshly. He used his soul power to transmit a message, saying sternly, "How dare you bring that up? Xiaoxue now thinks her mother died in an accident. If Xiaoxue knew the reason for her birth, her heart would probably be shattered, and she wouldn't even be able to pass the Nine Angel Trials!"

If the man in front of him was not his son, he really wanted to slap this beast to death.

Qian Daoliu was not against Qian Renxue leaving the Worship Hall. He just didn't want Qian Renxue to be too close to Qian Xunji or trust him too much.

Qian Xunji showed no regrets for what he had done. His eyes were calm as he said, "Dad, I am doing this for the eternal legacy of our Spirit Hall, for the glory of God to once again illuminate the Douluo Continent, and for the long-cherished wish of our Qian family for generations to come."

Qian Xunji smiled as she looked at the somewhat angry Qian Daoliu, and said, "Father, you realized long ago that with your abilities, you could have rescued Bibi Dong from the Pope's secret chamber and prevented the birth of her unborn child, but you didn't. Because you knew that Bibi Dong possessed twin martial souls, and only a mother with twin martial souls could give birth to the most powerful and perfect angel martial soul, making it possible to undergo the Nine Trials." "Instead of a flawed product like me, born with deficiencies!"

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu sighed deeply. Just as his son said, he did not try to save or stop it at the beginning, and now he has no right to say anything. He also knows that in his heart he hopes that someone will really appear to inherit the throne of the angel god.

"Remember, Qian Renxue is already undergoing the Nine Trials of an Angel. If anyone attacks her, I will kill him at all costs, even if that person is my own son." Qian Daoliu's tone was filled with strong threats, and it was obvious that he was absolutely serious.

Qianxunji said without comment: "Dad, Xiaoxue is my daughter."

Qian Daoliu smiled coldly and said, "Back then, Bibi Dong also regarded you as her father."

"How can this be the same?"

I guess Qian Xunji could never have imagined at this moment that the wish he was looking forward to would eventually be smashed to pieces by a hammer.

At this time, on the other side of the Haotian City, the Haotian Soul Fighting Arena was already packed with people, and the tickets were sold at sky-high prices, because Tang San, the son of Haotian Douluo, had finally set his sights on the first battle in the Soul Fighting Arena.

Looking at the battle information on the huge soul guide light screen of the fighting arena, the six words [Tang San vs. Tang Lihui] suddenly appeared. Seeing that both of them had the surname Tang, everyone had more or less guessed something.

"Fuck, this Haotian Douluo's son's first battle is too weird. Why does he have to be someone from the same clan?"

"This is Tang San's first time participating in a battle, right? The rules of the Fighting Spirit Arena are consecutive wins versus consecutive wins. Tang Lihui doesn't have a winning streak either, so I guess there won't be much suspense." Someone knew the rules of the Fighting Spirit Arena. Those with zero consecutive wins would naturally fight against those with zero consecutive wins, so Tang Lihui must have lost the last battle or had never participated in the competition.

A spectator who had been keeping an eye on the fighting arena denied it, saying, "No, no, no, you don't know that. Tang Lihui's three-game winning streak ended in his last match. He's quite strong, and his points are almost 100, making him a bronze badge keeper."

At this time, on the ring, Tang Lihui, who had been waiting early, was almost grinning. He was very depressed that his three-game winning streak was ended, but he didn't expect that the God of Luck would favor him and let him face Tang San!
Countless disciples within the Haotian Sect hoped to face Tang San. This was a chance to make a name for themselves! Even if they lost, it didn't matter. Losing to Tang San was guaranteed to be a win, and winning was a huge profit!
Not only did Tang Lihui arrive early, but the referee was also standing in the middle waiting. He was even wearing a tuxedo. His strength was the highest among all the referees in the entire Fighting Spirit Arena, reaching the Soul Emperor level.

It was unbelievable that a Soul Emperor would preside over a competition between two Iron-level Soul Emperors, but now everyone thinks it is reasonable.

"coming!!"

Someone in the audience suddenly shouted, and all the audience looked towards the other entrance of the stage. They saw the entrance door slowly opening as the guards pulled it.

Tang San stood straight, wearing a white robe and a leather glove on his left hand, and strode to the center of the stage.

"Martial Soul Clear Sky Hammer, twenty-fourth level Great Soul Master, Tang San, please give me your guidance."

(End of this chapter)