Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, the Fangtian Halberd, Empowers Me with Filial Piety

Chapter 220 Angelic Artifacts! Who is the real angel?

"let go!"

Jiang Yi nudged the little girl's head below, trying to push her away.

But Nanali hugged him even tighter, burying her face in his lap, her pigtails flying wildly.

"I won't let you go! Unless you promise me!"

Little Phoenix's cultivation level used to be one level lower than hers, but now she has surpassed her and become a Limit Douluo.

If it weren't for that wretched brat Jiang Yi giving Little Phoenix special treatment, I, Nanali, would never believe it.

In terms of talent, how many people in the entire Douluo Continent can compare to her?

"..."

Jiang Yi rubbed his forehead helplessly.

I'm truly impressed.

Who has a cult master like this? I've never seen anything like it before!

Our Holy Spirit Cult is probably doomed!
"Little Bell, this is a combination of talent and hard work from your sister. You can't learn that."

Leng Yulai sat to the side, elegantly holding a cup of black tea, watching Nanali throw a tantrum.

She was already used to that childish brat.

However, your sister's way of breaking through is not something a child like you can imitate.

Leng Yulai's gaze swept over Nanali's petite body, a hint of disdain in her beautiful eyes.

Can your small frame handle it?
"Hmph! Disloyal!"

Nanali thought she was mocking her, so she glared at her angrily and then turned around and hugged Jiang Yi's leg again.

"Level 98... Your Majesty, do you know how I've spent the last thirty years?"

She tilted her head back and began to pour out her heart in tears, her eyes reddening instantly, her acting skills seemingly natural.

“I began my cultivation from the moment I was born, and I have never dared to slack off for a moment… Although I have experienced countless hardships, I have never regretted it.”

"I want to reach the top, step by step, one step at a time..."

"Alas, fate is jealous of talent; I've been stuck here for years..."

She sniffled, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Your Holiness, if you are willing to help me, I would even be willing to become a god!"

Jiang Yi:......

You want to eat and take something too?
"Stop! You can cry and make a scene if you want, but don't use my pants as a tissue, okay?"

Jiang Yi pressed down on Nanali's head, which was rubbing against me, and she wiped her snot and tears all over my clothes.

As for Nanali's words, he didn't believe a single one of them.

This little girl never tells a single truth; making up stories is practically a daily occurrence for her.

"Besides... I really don't have any special methods. I offered you the immortal herb, but you didn't want it."

Jiang Yi continued helplessly.

Leng Yulai was able to break through so quickly and become a Limit Douluo, which was entirely due to her years of accumulation.

For a 30-year-old loli to reach level 98, her cultivation speed is already ridiculously fast.

His fifth adoptive father, Yun Ming, didn't necessarily cultivate much faster back then.

"Really?"

Nanali narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

"Really! My bloodline has changed quite a bit recently, so I can give you a treatment."

Jiang Yi nodded seriously, then reached out and took the opportunity to pull Nanali off his lap.

"Okay~"

Nanali pouted, knowing that she probably wouldn't be able to squeeze any more out of him today.

It seems this guy doesn't have any good ideas either; he can only use the old methods to slowly wear him down.

"Let's go!"

Nanali shook her hand and led Jiang Yi to her room.

"That's not enough..."

Leng Yulai watched the two figures leave, took a sip of tea, then shook her head and sighed softly.

Nanali's missing soul is not just a physical injury; otherwise, the Ghost Emperor would have found an opportunity to help her restore it long ago.

A mental illness requires a mental cure; some little girls may seem cheerful, but the real reason might simply be that they don't know how to cry.

Or rather, they don't cry much?

……

After a series of massages and kneading, Jiang Xiaoyi's exclusive treatment came to an end.

Then, *snap*...

Jiang Yi was pushed out of the room by Nanali, who acted like a freeloader who would forget about someone the moment she turned her back. "Tsk! She doesn't even recognize you after lifting your skirt."

Jiang Yi looked at the closed door and couldn't help but laugh and curse.

This brat Nanali owes me, the Holy Son, a huge favor, yet she dares to turn her back on me.

After thinking for a moment, he decided not to spend the night in Leng Yulai's room, but instead turned around and went back to his own residence.

He had only earned these two rewards by serving six different masters, and he hadn't even had a chance to examine them carefully yet.

"Thump! Thump thump!"

Inside the room, Nanali knelt with her hands clasped on her knees, clutching a pillow in her arms, listening to Jiang Yi's footsteps gradually fade into the distance.

A wisp of dark green resentment emerged from her small body, like vengeful ghosts, beginning to gnaw at her newly repaired soul.

Nanali did not resist.

She simply sat quietly in the shadows where the moonlight couldn't reach, letting the ghosts greedily feast on her, her face cold and almost numb.

"We were born to die..."

Nanali gazed at the ghosts and murmured softly, seemingly asking no one in particular.

However, under the cold moonlight, the only response she received was the eerie sneer of those dark green ghosts.

It sounded like mockery, yet also like a curse...

……

After returning to his room, Jiang Yi activated the barrier and then turned on the system's concealment function before he could confidently summon the system.

"Receive award!"

With a thought, Jiang Yi claimed the two rewards that were temporarily held on the system panel.

In an instant, two pale golden halos rippled before him, gradually coalescing into two suspended orbs of light.

Jiang Yi reached out and touched the first ball of light.

It was warm to the touch, as if I were holding a ray of sunlight. When the golden light faded, a golden longsword appeared in my palm.

It was a long golden sword with golden patterns, its blade slender, and its guard made of a pair of golden wings, like the flapping wings of an angel, majestic and holy.

"The Holy Sword of Angels...a divine weapon of the Angel God?"

Jiang Yi gripped the sword hilt, and a pure aura of light instantly enveloped his entire body.

This feeling is somewhat similar to the Trident of Poseidon, yet completely different.

The trident of Poseidon, a divine weapon exclusive to the sea god, symbolizes the vastness and tranquility of conquering the ocean.

This holy sword of angels, however, exudes a sacred and awe-inspiring power to judge all evil in the world, shining brightly.

Without a doubt, this is a divine weapon.

"Yali's ability to absorb faith, could it be related to this...?"

Jiang Yi examined the Angelic Holy Sword in his hand, pondering to himself.

The rewards given by the system are always related to the adoptive parents themselves and are rarely fabricated out of thin air.

Thinking about it that way, it makes sense.

Otherwise, Ya Li's talent would be too outrageous. Compared to her, Qian Renxue would seem like a scruffy angel.

Even when she was a Soul Saint, she was able to absorb a vast amount of faith power and make it her own, leaping twenty levels in a year to become a Title Douluo. It's a bit outrageous to think about.

"Then this fragment of divine power..."

Jiang Yi pondered for a moment, then reached out again, reaching for another ball of light.

The moment the fingertips touched it, an indescribable golden fragment appeared before their eyes, its sacred aura clearly originating from the same source as the Angelic Holy Sword.

"Heh heh, good heavens!"

Jiang Yi raised an eyebrow; this fragment of divine power had been obtained from Yun Ming.

Are you and your husband both blessed by angels?

“Cai Yue’er really wasn’t lying…”

He chuckled and with a backhand motion, put the two items back into the system space.

The essence of a divine position is a hyperdimensional coordinate condensed by a deity in a certain divine realm; it is not a concrete thing and there is no possibility of it accumulating over time.

Theoretically speaking, without a divine realm, there is no concept of divine positions.

The realm of gods, a five-dimensional space, is a domain that only a god-king can access.

This is why, even ten thousand years later, a group of super-god-level powerhouses still do not have the ability to create their own godhood.

So, here comes the question...

Godfather, where did you get your demigod status from?

It might be something you created yourself, but that's unlikely...

As everyone knows, the signature feature of Sky Douluo is its anti-aircraft capability, and its home turf is also the sky.

　Conspiracy theory, please don't be offended if you disagree. The original work has a later setting that overshadows the earlier one, so it's already a bit messy. No matter how you look at it, it seems to make sense...

　　
　
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