Douluo: My Spirit is Fallen Angel

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Qian Renhan retracted his martial soul and walked off the arena. Qian Renxue jogged over to him.

"Did you understand how I fought?"

Qian Renhan's eyes remained indifferent. With Qian Renxue's style of hard-hitting combat, facing a Clear Sky Hammer user of the same rank would undoubtedly result in being crushed. The only way to win would be through the Angel Martial Soul's Angel Domain, which could distort space and limit the Clear Sky Hammer's power. However, if they encountered another Clear Sky Hammer user with a domain, the result would still be disastrous, as the Killing God Domain from the City of Slaughter could counter the Angel Domain.

Qian Renxue obediently nodded. "I understand. Find the opponent's weakness, observe and predict their movements, then take appropriate action."

Upon hearing this, a flash of disappointment crossed Qian Renhan's eyes. He turned away from Qian Renxue. Was this what he wanted her to say? He wanted her to better utilize the power of the Angel Martial Soul. If he had wanted, Tang Hu would have been nothing. There would be no need to test his hammering speed; he could have simply dashed over and grabbed his wrist before he could even swing the Clear Sky Hammer, using his soul power to invade Tang Hu's body and winning with two moves.

Why had he wasted time fighting with Tang Hu? It was to teach this silly sister that the wings behind the Angel Martial Soul were not mere decorations. The true power of the Angel Martial Soul lay not in direct confrontation. After all, why was the God-level martial soul called God-level? It meant it could crush any martial soul below that level.

"Brother..."

Tears welled up in Qian Renxue's eyes. She wanted to catch up and ask what she had said wrong, but all she saw was Qian Renhan's cold back as he responded, "Don't follow me. Come find me when you've thought things through!"

"Brother…"

After five years, Qian Renxue cried again due to Qian Renhan's coldness. Yet, Qian Renhan's pace and expression remained unchanged. His character had never wavered. From the beginning, he had disliked Qian Renxue for being so naïve—having extraordinary talent and a powerful martial soul but unable to use them properly, making foolish moves. The only reason he had slightly changed his attitude was because of Qian Daoliu, but today's events had caused him to revert to his original stance.

If Qian Renxue continued to be so foolish in the future, Qian Renhan would treat her the same way he did before she turned one year old. His teachings were always conveyed through action, allowing Qian Renxue to understand things on her own. While words were simple and gentle, they limited her development and made her dependent.

If this caused Qian Renxue to no longer care about her brother, Qian Renhan would not mind. The Fallen Angel never cared about such so-called emotions and certainly didn't need useless relatives around.

Qian Renxue's tears caused deep sympathy in Qian Xunji, the Stingray, and the Serpent Spear. They couldn't understand what illness had struck Qian Renhan. Yesterday, their sibling relationship was perfect, and today, it had turned into such a mess.

On the other hand, Yu Longchen, Ning Fengzhi, Tang Xiao, and others secretly felt pleased. The previous frustration of their younger generation being thoroughly defeated by Qian Renhan was somewhat relieved. Internal discord in the Qian family was far better than the rise of another super genius within it. For a great family, a massive power's collapse often began with internal strife.

Huo Wu, in a sweet voice, said to Huo Wushuang, "Brother, I don't like that person named Qian Renhan. Even though he's so powerful and handsome, he's so cold. He's not kind to his sister at all."

Huo Wushuang patted his chest reassuringly. "Don't worry, sister, your brother will always treat you well and protect you."

Yu Longchen smiled and asked, "Your Majesty, it's getting late. Would you like to come to the Blue Electric Tyrant Clan as a guest?"

"No need. There are many matters at the Spirit Hall for me to handle. I can't stay here any longer," Qian Xunji replied with a grim expression, before flying off with the Stingray and the Serpent Spear, taking Qian Renxue toward the Heavenly Dou City hotel.

"To all of you who've come from afar, my Blue Electric Tyrant Clan has already prepared a feast to host everyone."

After the group left, Yu Longchen raised his voice, then exchanged a glance with Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Tang Xiao. The four of them walked together toward the Blue Electric Tyrant Clan, undoubtedly to discuss their strategy for dealing with the Spirit Hall and Qian Renhan. As for Qian Renxue, although her performance was good, she still paled in comparison to Qian Renhan, so for now, she wasn't a priority.

In the middle of the night, Qian Renxue sat alone on the sofa in the living room, her arms wrapped around her knees, her small head buried in them. The moonlight streamed in, casting a pale glow on her slender, fragile body.

"Xue'er, why aren't you asleep?"

At that moment, Qian Xunji walked over, gently rubbing Qian Renxue's head.

It would take some time before the group left, so Qian Xunji had already sent the Serpent Spear and Stingray to investigate where Yu Xiaogan was. They would leave once the investigation was complete.

"Dad, Brother won't talk to me anymore. He's gone back to the way he was before." Qian Renxue's voice trembled as she spoke, her big eyes growing red again from tears.

Qian Xunji sighed, pulling out a handkerchief to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes. "Xue'er, there must be a reason why your brother is ignoring you. Think carefully—yesterday you two were fine, so why has everything changed today?"

Though Qian Xunji had not spent much time with Qian Renhan, he understood his son's character. Qian Renhan was naturally cold, and before the age of one, he had been closest to the six great offerings. After beginning sword training at one, his relationship with Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue gradually grew. As for Qian Xunji, his relationship with his son remained distant. After the slap he had received, Qian Renhan became even more indifferent, and even started calling him "old man" instead of "father."

"I don't know, Dad. I really don't understand what I did wrong," Qian Renxue shook her head vigorously, expressing her confusion.

"If you really don't understand where you went wrong, go ask your brother. He'll tell you, as your brother, he'll explain it to you," Qian Xunji added, though he wasn't entirely sure.

Meanwhile, in the other room, Qian Renhan sat cross-legged, digesting the medicinal power of the two immortal herbs he had consumed.

At that moment, three knocks on the door were followed by the sound of it opening.

"Have you figured it out?" Qian Renhan asked, his eyes still closed.

"Brother, please tell me what I did wrong. I'm really stupid, and I don't understand," Qian Renxue clung tightly to his waist, her head pressed against his abdomen as she spoke with a sobbing voice.

Qian Renhan opened his eyes, looking down at the small, fragile figure of Qian Renxue. He let out a sigh. "Xue'er, since you're still not of age, I'll teach you once. If you still don't understand, don't come to me again. When that time comes, it won't matter how much you cry."

"Okay, okay. I'll remember it carefully!" Qian Renxue nodded quickly, her determination clear in her expression.

(End of Chapter)