In the depths of Tianyu's sea of consciousness, the golden light that had been slowly swirling began to fade.
Qian Renxue stood beside Tianyu, her graceful figure radiating calmness and unwavering confidence.
"It's time to return, Tianyu," Qian Renxue's voice was soft yet firm, slipping into Tianyu's consciousness like a soothing breeze.
Tianyu nodded and closed his eyes. Slowly, the world around them began to shift.
Tianyu coughed, his hand instinctively reaching for his chest, where the golden symbol still pulsed gently. It felt like waking from a long dream, but the remnants of the Golden Dragon King's power still lingered warmly in his bloodstream.
He looked around to check if anything had changed. Everything was still the same. Tianyu was still sitting on the stone in the backyard of his house, holding the old sword that housed Qian Renxue's soul.
"Master, are you alright?"
The old sword trembled slightly, and a beautiful voice echoed from it. "I'm fine. Let's begin our first training session tomorrow morning. You should also start absorbing the knowledge of the Golden Dragon King."
"Alright, Master."
Tianyu returned to his room, gently opening the door so as not to wake Na'er, who was still asleep on the bed.
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The next morning.
The morning sun rose and cast its light upon the two people who were still sleeping soundly.
Tianyu slowly opened his eyes and felt the warmth of the sunlight on his skin. He yawned, shaking off the remaining drowsiness. The memories of the sea of consciousness and the Golden Dragon King's power were still vivid in his mind.
He changed into simple yet comfortable clothes. After getting ready, he stepped out of his room carrying the old sword, determined to begin his first training session with Qian Renxue.
He arrived at his usual training spot outside the city. Upon arrival, the old sword in Tianyu's hand transformed into Qian Renxue.
"Good morning, Tianyu," she greeted him with a warm smile. "Are you ready for your first lesson?"
"Good morning, Master! I'm ready!" Tianyu replied enthusiastically.
He looked at Qian Renxue with excitement. "Sister Xue, may I call you that? I feel more comfortable calling you that than 'Master'."
Qian Renxue paused for a moment, then smiled gently. "Of course, Tianyu. I don't mind. After all, we're companions and partners on this journey."
Tianyu felt relieved and happy to hear her approval. "Thank you, Sister Xue!"
"Alright, let's begin our training," Qian Renxue said, shifting her focus. "Today, I want to teach you a meditation technique inherited from the angelic bloodline. It will help you absorb energy more efficiently than normal meditation methods."
However, before Qian Renxue could continue, Tianyu felt the need to reveal something important."Sister Xue, before we begin, I want to tell you about the inheritance granted by the Golden Dragon King. In the fragments of memory he passed on to me, before his reincarnation, he first adjusted his body."
Qian Renxue raised an eyebrow, showing interest. "What kind of adjustment?"
Tianyu took a deep breath, feeling the fire burning within him."Those adjustments happen every 10 levels. In order to condense a soul ring, I must fulfill specific conditions. For example, to form the first soul ring, I had to transform all of my blood into golden blood."
"This golden blood enhances my physical endurance and regeneration. It grants me greater strength and resistance to both physical and magical attacks."
Qian Renxue listened carefully, her eyes glowing with deep interest. "Hmm, that sounds incredibly powerful. If you can master it, your strength will be extraordinary. But we must also make sure you can control it properly."
Tianyu nodded. "To reach the next stage, I have to alter the structure of my bones. Each level brings a deeper transformation to my body—and I must be ready to face every challenge it brings."
"This process won't be easy," Qian Renxue said seriously. "Each transformation will push your body and mind to the limit. But if you succeed, the power you gain will be immeasurable."
"I've already made up my mind, Sister Xue. I want to become strong enough to protect the people I love… and to avenge the Golden Dragon King," Tianyu said, his eyes burning with determination.
Qian Renxue smiled proudly. "That's the spirit my disciple should have."
She stepped closer to Tianyu, golden light radiating from her body. "Alright. First, I will implant my meditation technique into you. This will also awaken the hidden Angel bloodline within your body."
"Huh? Angel bloodline? What do you mean, Sister Xue?"
Qian Renxue nodded, her eyes shining with wisdom and hidden truths. "Yes, Tianyu. Your family carries one of the remaining Angel bloodlines. But that power has been dormant within you, waiting for the right moment to awaken."
Tianyu was stunned. He hadn't expected that, in addition to the legacy of the Golden Dragon King, his body also contained angelic blood. "But... Sister Xue, didn't you once say you were the only one left of the Angel bloodline?"
"That's not entirely true," Qian Renxue replied softly. "There are other descendants... but their blood has weakened. Its purity has faded over time. They can no longer awaken my soul within this sword. Their Martial Souls can no longer truly be called angelic."
Tianyu lowered his head, still trying to comprehend everything. "But hasn't my body changed now? Because of the Golden Dragon King's technique, all of my blood has turned golden… Doesn't that mean my angelic blood has vanished?"
Qian Renxue gently shook her head. "No, Tianyu. Your angelic blood hasn't disappeared. In fact, the transformation brought something extraordinary. Your golden blood doesn't reject the angelic lineage—on the contrary, they complement each other. This is a rare and powerful mutation."
She stepped closer, gazing deeply into Tianyu's eyes. "I can feel it. The blood in your body now carries a power I've never encountered before. If you train with the meditation technique I'm about to give you, your angelic bloodline will awaken… and with it, your Angel Martial Soul will emerge."
Qian Renxue smiled proudly. "And perhaps… your Martial Soul will surpass the one I once had."
Tianyu clenched his fists, his eyes shining with determination and confidence. "I'm ready, Sister Xue. I'll accept this legacy—and turn it into the strength I need to protect everything that matters to me."
Qian Renxue looked at him with admiration and said softly, "That is the spirit my disciple should have."