Chapter 9 Stable Contract; Where Did You Come From?
Chapter 9 Stable Contract; Where Did You Come From?
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High in the sky, a fierce wind whipped at his face. Ye Chenxing flapped his six wings, inwardly exhilarated.
In the previous life on Earth, humanity had always dreamed of conquering the sky and had even studied it for thousands of years.
Before the development of flying soul tools, the ability to fly was a privilege enjoyed only by a few people and titled Douluo.
Now he can fly without any external force, and to be honest... it's really awesome!
Although Ye Chenxing wanted to scream like the tourists on the roller coaster, she could only hold back because there was an angel watching silently beside her.
As a master, he also needs to maintain his own image!
"Saber, how did it feel when you took your first flight?"
Saber, who was following behind, was slightly taken aback and blinked her beautiful big eyes. It seemed that she did not expect her Master to ask her this question.
She then lowered her head and fell into deep thought. Whether it was because so much time had passed that she had forgotten her first flight, or because flying held special significance for her, she remained silent for an exceptionally long time.
Just as Ye Chenxing began to doubt whether she had said something wrong, she finally raised her head and spoke with a serious expression:
"Master, I gained the ability to fly when I awakened my martial soul at the age of six. In my opinion, flying is just a basic means of movement. From a tactical point of view, it is indeed very meaningful, but there is no special emotional feedback."
"..."
Ye Chenxing suddenly felt a little unsure.
From the moment he met her, he had always had an answer in his heart about Saber's identity.
But why does this person seem a little different from the one I read in my previous life?
I'm not sure...
I need to check my license plate!
"Speaking of which, it might be a bit late to ask now," Ye Chenxing said, slowing down as he asked Saber.
"What is your real name?"
The girl paused slightly, then spoke softly:
"I am the Angel God of the Spirit Hall from ten thousand years ago, named Qian Renxue."
It really was Qian Renxue.
Ye Chenxing nodded silently upon hearing this expected answer, but her doubts remained unresolved.
The feeling he got from the other person was completely different from the Qian Renxue in the original work, who had a tragic childhood in the early stages, was involved in a palace drama of intrigue in the middle stages, was framed by the Sea God in the later stages, became obsessed with love after becoming a god, and was finally defeated by Tang San.
"Ahem, let's get down to business. Saber, let's refine the contract." Ye Chenxing cleared his throat. "You should know that the soul power you currently use to maintain your peak condition is actually a fixed amount."
"As a product of my martial soul, and since I supply you with energy, your original level naturally won't exceed mine," Ye Chenxing explained. "What you're currently using is excess energy borrowed from the Golden Tree, and continuing to consume it like this isn't a solution. Rather than wasting it like this, why don't we perfect the contract and store the remaining energy for when it's crucial?"
After discussing their options, the two landed in a secluded valley below.
Qian Renxue circulated her soul power and slowly raised her hand. Ye Chenxing extended her right hand and gently grasped it. The moment she touched it, she felt a slight coolness, as delicate as fine mutton fat jade, soft and boneless, which made her heart flutter with a strange excitement.
As the soul power circuit was fully connected, Saber's aura began to decline rapidly.
He fell from Limit Douluo to ordinary Title Douluo, then to Soul Douluo, Soul Saint, Soul Emperor, Soul King... a smooth decline, finally settling steadily at the level of Great Soul Master, the same level as Ye Chenxing.
At the same time, a burning pain came from the back of Ye Chenxing's hand, and something that he had heard about countless times in his second life but was seeing for the first time slowly emerged.
Command Spells!
These are three crimson markings, like intertwined swords, that grant the contracted heroic spirit a brief moment of peak power in a critical moment. There are only three chances; this is a trump card to save one's life.
It's just a pity that I can't take the civil service exam anymore.
As Ye Chenxing was examining the engraving on the back of his hand, his vision suddenly began to blur, and the scene before him abruptly changed.
His gaze refocused, and he found himself standing in the center of a magnificent, golden hall.
Directly in front of you is an angel statue, which is more than ten meters tall, with six huge wings spread out behind it, as if to cover the entire hall.
Beneath the statue stood two figures, one large and one small.
"Grandpa, why am I different from other people? They all have moms and dads, but where are mine?"
"Xue'er, your parents both sacrificed their lives for our Spirit Hall, but don't worry, they have gone to the side of our great God. When you become an Angel God, you will be able to see them."
"Yes, Grandpa, Xue'er will definitely work hard and become an angel goddess soon. Then the four of us can be together every day."
"Xue'er is such a good girl. Tomorrow is the day your martial soul awakens, which is the first step to becoming an angel god. Go and rest early today..."
"Could these two be...?"
Just as Ye Chenxing was about to speak, footsteps came from behind him.
He instinctively stepped aside to avoid them, but the other person made no attempt to go around him and walked straight towards him—and then, incredibly, walked right right through him.
Ye Chenxing froze on the spot, looked down at her chest, and then looked at the other person. The person was a maid who was bowing to the old man and then leading the little girl outside.
"What exactly is going on?"
Ye Chenxing tried to understand the current situation and suddenly remembered that when he watched anime in his first life, there was a guy who kept shouting for freedom. When he showed his brother their father's memories, it was probably something like this.
"And I remember the old man from the Einzbern family also told me that I would witness the experiences of Heroic Spirits. I should have paid more attention in class back then..."
Beneath the statue, the old man spoke slowly, his voice hoarse and weary: "Great God, please forgive my deception of Xiaoxue. But the truth... is far too cruel for her."
Upon seeing the surroundings, Ye Chenxing had already made a guess. Now, with the old man's words, his identity was practically revealed to Ye Chenxing, who was well-versed in the plot of Douluo Continent.
The old man was none other than Qian Daoliu, a level 99 peerless Douluo of the Spirit Hall and the Grand Elder of the Angel God.
The little girl called Xiaoxue was naturally his granddaughter, who later became the Angel God, Qian Renxue.
Knowing their identities, the truth Qian Daoliu spoke of was no secret to Ye Chenxing, and his earlier guess was confirmed.
This is probably Qian Renxue's past.
However, some inconsistencies still arise. Why does Qian Daoliu say that Bibi Dong is dead when she is still alive?
Could it be that she was afraid young Qian Renxue would be unable to accept knowing that her mother hated her? That makes sense.
As he was thinking, a voice from behind interrupted him.
"Big brother, if Xiaoxue finds out the truth, she will hate you."
An elderly man with white hair and beard, dressed in a golden robe and silver embroidery, walked out of the hall. Unlike Qian Daoliu's reserved temperament, he exuded a more domineering aura, and his presence was only slightly weaker.
It was the Second Elder, a level 98 Super Douluo, Golden Crocodile.
Qian Daoliu let out a long sigh, his voice filled with desolation.
"It's alright, I just don't want Xue'er to know all this at such a young age."
"After all, it was Ji'er who made a mistake by harming her own disciple, causing a rising star of our Spirit Hall to lose interest in cultivation and become depressed. She died in depression after giving birth to Xue'er."
"He himself was not skilled in cultivation and coveted a 100,000-year soul ring, which led to his death from severe injuries inflicted by Tang Chen's grandson."
What the heck?
Ye Chenxing couldn't believe her ears.
Did Bibi Dong die of depression after neglecting cultivation? Instead of being finished off by Bibi Dong, Qian Xunji was killed single-handedly by Tang Dachui?
Did I travel through time?
Oh wait, it seems I already time-traveled.
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