Douluo Dalu II: The Peerless Tang Sect

Chapter 125 Descendant of Angels! Qian Lingyi!

"Greetings, fellow cultivator," the old lady said. She was naturally addressing Hong Zhen, since Hong Zhen, with his Soul King cultivation, was clearly the leader of their team.

"Hello, senior, I am Hong Zhen, the city lord of Anyang City and a viscount of the empire." As the saying goes, one doesn't hit a smiling face. Since the other party took the initiative to be friendly, Hong Zhen would not provoke trouble and answered politely.

His answer was interesting; it both revealed his identity and contained a hint of defiance.

As expected, after hearing Hong Zhen's self-introduction, a hint of surprise and caution flashed in the old lady Qian Zhiya's cloudy old eyes, before she smiled and said, "So you are City Lord Hong. I have long admired your name."

These words amused Zhu Ziyang and Jiang Nannan. Hong Zhen was just a Soul King; where did he get such a big name? This was the so-called rule of the Soul Master world.

"You flatter me, senior." Hong Zhen was naturally adept at these formalities, first offering a humble greeting, then asking, "May I ask, senior, are you also interested in these soul beasts?"

"That's right." Seeing that Hong Zhen had gotten straight to the point, Qian Zhiya no longer stood on ceremony and admitted without hesitation, "My little granddaughter recently broke through to the Soul Venerable realm, and that three-thousand-year-old saber-toothed light wolf is perfect for her."

As Qian Zhiya spoke, she couldn't help but look proudly at the girl beside her. It was clear that the old lady had great confidence in her granddaughter. However, she wanted her to absorb a three-thousand-year soul ring on her third soul ring, something that an ordinary soul master would certainly not dare to do.

The girl, whose name had been called out by her grandmother, was staring at Zhu Ziyang and Jiang Nannan. She found that these two teenagers, who were about her age, gave her a feeling that she couldn't see through them. Could it be that their strength was above hers? Impossible, right?

Upon hearing Qian Zhiya's words, Zhu Ziyang and the other three breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that they wouldn't need to fight to resolve the dispute. Since their target soul beasts were different, they might even be able to join forces.

"Hehe, we're here to find my brother's fourth spirit ring, and we've just taken a liking to that spiky porcupine," Hong Zhen patted Zhu Changhe and explained with a smile.

Zhu Changhe politely bowed and greeted Qian Zhiya.

"What a coincidence!" Qian Zhiya breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that the other party had taken a liking to the four-thousand-year-old porcupine.

If Zhu Ziyang and his group simply didn't want to clash with them, then she desperately wanted to avoid conflict altogether. After all, the other side had superior numbers, and avoiding unnecessary complications was naturally the best course of action.

She laughed and said, "Why don't we join forces and deal with those beasts together?"

"I couldn't be happier!" Since the other party took the initiative to be friendly, Hong Zhen was naturally more than happy to accept and immediately agreed.

"Then, shall we make our move now?" Qian Zhiya said.

"That suits me perfectly!" Hong Zhen nodded in agreement.

So the two of them attacked simultaneously, rushing into the battlefield between the saber-toothed light wolf and the spiky porcupine.

Zhu Ziyang and his two companions did not make a move rashly, but instead observed their battle.

Hong Zhen's martial soul was the Icefield Elephant, which Zhu Ziyang had already seen, so there was nothing to say about it. However, the martial soul of the old woman named Qian Zhiya piqued Zhu Ziyang's curiosity. Behind her rose five spirit rings: two yellow, two purple, and one black—a configuration far superior to Hong Zhen's three yellow and two purple. A pair of pure white wings sprouted from her back, and her body radiated a rich aura of light.

"What kind of martial spirit is this?" Zhu Ziyang murmured.

Meanwhile, Qian Zhiya's granddaughter, the blonde beauty, stood quietly to the side, her eyes filled with a mixture of wariness and curiosity as she secretly observed Zhu Ziyang and Jiang Nannan. Upon hearing Zhu Ziyang's murmur, the corners of her mouth involuntarily turned up, revealing a smug and proud smile.

"What's your name?" Zhu Ziyang suddenly looked at her and asked, startling the girl.

"Why should I tell you!" the girl said, startled and somewhat annoyed. "Shouldn't you give your own name before asking a girl's name?"

"My name is Zhu Ziyang. What's your name?" Zhu Ziyang asked.

"Hmph! My name is Qian Lingyi." Qian Lingyi snorted arrogantly, raising her chin high like a proud peacock, revealing her smooth, white neck.

"Your surname is Qian?" Zhu Ziyang's expression changed, a possibility flashing through his mind, so he tentatively asked, "Is your martial soul an angel?"

"How did you know?!" Qian Lingyi's eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at Zhu Ziyang and asked, "Do you know anyone else with an Angelic Martial Soul?"

The girl's words immediately revealed that her martial soul was an angel. Zhu Ziyang couldn't help but laugh and said lightly, "No, you and your grandmother are the only two angel soul masters I have ever seen."

"How is that possible? You don't know any Angel Martial Soul Masters, so how could you know about Angel Martial Souls?" Qian Lingyi didn't believe Zhu Ziyang's words at all. Her tone was filled with shock and doubt as she stared wide-eyed and asked.

"Is it that difficult?" Zhu Ziyang waved his hand and said.

This is certainly difficult. The Angelic Martial Soul is definitely one of the rarest Martial Souls on the continent. Its possessors are extremely rare. There are very few people who have even heard of this Martial Soul, let alone know about it.

Zhu Ziyang was able to recognize it partly by guessing and partly by reasoning.

Because there once existed a very powerful Angelic Martial Soul family on the continent, the Pope's Clan of the Spirit Hall, whose members all possessed Angelic Martial Souls. Angelic Martial Souls are undisputed top-tier Martial Souls; they are a collective concept encompassing various types of angels, such as the most common Light Angel, as well as Flame Angel, Ice Angel, and Thunder Angel, and the legendary divinely bestowed Martial Soul, the Six-Winged Angel. Ten thousand years ago, the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, Qian Renxue, possessed the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul.

However, with the destruction of the Spirit Hall, the Papal Clan was almost completely wiped out, and the Angel Spirit disappeared from the continent.

The grandmother and granddaughter in front of him not only shared the same surname as the original papal family, but their martial soul manifestation was also almost identical to the angelic martial soul described in the book. Therefore, Zhu Ziyang made a somewhat speculative conclusion that their martial soul was angelic, and that they might be descendants of the original papal family.

"Hmph!" Qian Lingyi said with a straight face and a cold snort, "So what if you guessed it? How boring!"

"Hehe!" Zhu Ziyang didn't take it to heart. Although the Angel Martial Soul was rare, it was nothing special to him and not worth paying too much attention to. He just smiled and then ignored Qian Lingyi.

After Qian Lingyi realized that Zhu Ziyang was no longer looking at her, she also felt bored, so she distanced herself from them and focused her attention on the battle in the valley.

"Brother, is the Angelic Martial Soul special?" Jiang Nannan asked curiously, snuggling close to Zhu Ziyang.

"Of course it's special!" Zhu Ziyang explained the story to the girl, saying, "You know about the Spirit Hall, right?"

"Hmm, it was the ruler of Douluo Continent ten thousand years ago, right?" The girl thought for a second or two before answering, "My teacher mentioned it in history class."

"That's right. This Angelic Martial Soul is the inherited Martial Soul of the Pope's family in the Spirit Hall," Zhu Ziyang said. "Almost all the Popes of the Spirit Hall throughout history have had the Angelic Martial Soul. In the era of the Spirit Hall, the Angelic Martial Soul was undoubtedly the number one Martial Soul on the continent."

"Does that mean these two are descendants of the papacy?" Jiang Nannan asked, looking surprised.

"It's not impossible," Zhu Ziyang nodded and said, "Speaking of which, our academy and this angel race are sworn enemies!"

"Huh?!" Jiang Nannan's eyes widened because she really didn't know this history, even though she was a student at Shrek Academy.

In fact, how many people at Shrek Academy today still care about the grudges from ten thousand years ago? Apart from a very few rigid and stubborn individuals, everyone treats the feud between the Sea God and the Spirit Hall as just a story.

"Ten thousand years ago, the Spirit Hall was destroyed by the original Shrek Seven Devils leading two great empires," Zhu Ziyang explained.

"Why?" Jiang Nannan asked, puzzled.

"For the sake of faith!" It was Qian Lingyi who answered. She had somehow appeared beside them, her pretty face filled with resentment. "The Sea God coveted the Angel God's faith, which is why he launched a sneak attack and defeated the Angel God!"

"For faith?" Zhu Ziyang was intrigued by this statement, as it was the first time he had heard it, and asked, "Could you elaborate?"

"Hmph! You're from Shrek Academy, why should I tell you?" Qian Lingyi snorted coldly, directly rejecting Zhu Ziyang's request.

"Fine, if you don't want to, then forget it." Zhu Ziyang was somewhat disappointed, but he didn't force Qian Lingyi.

"Sister, I'm afraid you yourself don't know the truth of the matter, do you?" Jiang Nannan said immediately, clearly displeased that Zhu Ziyang had been rebuffed.

"How could that be?" Qian Lingyi retorted immediately upon hearing this, but beneath her firm tone, her eyes darted around with a hint of guilt.

Zhu Ziyang immediately understood that the girl genuinely didn't know.

(End of this chapter)