It took a long time.
Qian Renxue finally calmed herself and turned her focus to the diary copy reward.
Previously, her plan was to ask about the future of the Spirit Hall, everything about it, and whether her twenty years of effort would ultimately succeed.
But now, Qian Renxue had changed her mind. Since the diary copy wasn't exclusive to her, asking about the future of the Spirit Hall might expose her presence.
So, instead—she'd take this chance to understand her own life!
Qian Renxue stared up at the night sky, her gaze firm, emotions complex:
"Tomorrow... we'll both see what your life was like—and why exactly you refused to acknowledge me as your own daughter."
"Heh."
This night, Qian Renxue was destined for sleeplessness.
This night, Bibi Dong too was without rest.
This night, Su Chen kept training, while Huo Yan didn't even close his eyes—he stayed up all night watching over him!
Morning.
A beautiful new day began—sunlight, breeze, and fresh air always brought a sense of endless vitality and hope.
Another day, full of energy!
Su Chen emerged from his training with a joyful expression and said happily:
"I actually leveled up to 16!"
Suddenly—
Su Chen turned his head and saw Yan, not far away, staring at him directly with dark circles under his eyes.
Good grief!
This guy really didn't sleep all night and just watched him train?
He's seriously... I could cry.
"Hmph!"
Yan, noticing Su Chen's glance, snorted disdainfully:
"You're getting this smug just because you broke through to level 16?"
"You're already eighteen, aren't you? We're about the same age. Heh!"
Heh your sister!
Su Chen got it now—unless he gave this guy a good beating, this jumping bean would never learn how many eyes the Lord of Hell had!
Su Chen stood up with a grin, a playful look in his eyes as he spoke:
"You keep being a bootlicker, I'll continue being a Dragon King. We had no issues with each other, but you're just way too noisy."
"So, like we said yesterday... let's have a man-to-man fight!"
Yan's face lit up, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he asked:
"You said it yourself, you're the one challenging me, so..."
He glanced over to Hu Liena's tent—just in time to see Hu Liena walk out.
Yan hurriedly shouted:
"Nana! I didn't bully him—he's the one who challenged me. Since he's only level 16, I won't even use soul skills."
Finally.
He could finally teach this pretty boy a lesson.
Hu Liena gave Yan a side glance, then turned to Su Chen and asked:
"You really want to spar with him?"
Su Chen nodded slightly.
"Just playing around."
At this point, both Yue Guan and Gui Mei perked up. When Su Chen was cultivating last night, the operation of the Nine Yang Divine Skill was something they could clearly sense—such immense power.
Now that the two were about to spar, of course they wanted to see what kind of skills Su Chen had that made even the Pope take notice.
Hu Liena clearly had confidence in Su Chen. She hesitated for a moment before whispering:
"Try to go easy on him, or he'll be a burden for us to drag around later."
Uh?
Yan looked dumbfounded after hearing Hu Liena's words—shouldn't she be saying that to him?
"Hmph!"
"Don't worry, Nana—I'll go easy on him,"Yan replied seriously.
Next moment.
Su Chen's hands gathered frost, and a terrifying cold aura spread out around him.Yue Guan and Gui Mei frowned—they could tell that Yan didn't realize the danger and so Yue Guan warned:
"Yan, use your soul skills to defend—quickly!"
"No need."
Yan released his Martial Spirit: Flame Lord, revealing yellow-yellow-purple-purple soul rings, and charged straight at Su Chen.
"To deal with a soul master who only has level 15 soul power, I just need to lift a finger..."
"Heavenly Frost Fist!"
Su Chen threw both fists forward, and with a thunderous boom, terrifying cold energy surged forth.
Before Yan could react, his whole body was frozen solid.
And not just him—the surrounding several meters were turned into an icy hell.
Everyone: ???
The scene went dead silent.
Su Chen withdrew his hands, the terrifying frost receding.
"The Heavenly Frost Fist emphasizes irreconcilable power and unmatched spirit energy. Fist within a fist, technique within technique—when killing intent rises, nothing can stop it."
He remembered that when Xiongba taught Qin Shuang, he said this line and then froze an entire building.
And Su Chen's cultivation was far deeper, using a complete version of the technique. He hadn't even gone all out—after all, Yan was just a Soul Sect.
Tang San: What dimension is this martial art even from?!
Crack! Crack!
Yan, breaking free from the ice, immediately roared in anger:
"Damn it!"
"You sneak-attacked me—that one doesn't count..."
But before he could finish his sentence, he was charging again.
BAM!
As Yan threw a heavy punch, Su Chen casually raised a hand to block it—then landed a kick square in his gut.
Yan was sent flying dozens of meters.
Su Chen, speechless, muttered:
"Should I call you dumb or admire your commitment? You saw my strength and still didn't use soul skills?"
"Go ahead, use your strongest soul skill."
Yan got up from the ground, staring at Su Chen from afar, brain buzzing—he hadn't even used his Martial Spirit or skills, and still got instantly wrecked?!
"Fine!"
With a furious roar, Yan charged again.
"Fourth Soul Skill: Magma Surge!"
As he approached, flames erupted and two streams of fire twisted together, rushing toward Su Chen.
"Heavenly Frost Fist!"
Same move—Su Chen unleashed it again.
This time, both the man and his soul skill were frozen together.
Watching from the sidelines, Yue Guan couldn't take it anymore and exclaimed:
"How is this possible?! What's your Martial Spirit? Is it way higher tier than his?"
Hu Liena and Xie Yue also stared at Su Chen, stunned that even a soul skill could be frozen solid.
Just how strong isSu Chen?
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Su Chen turned into a blur, and in the next instant, appeared right in front of Yan, pointing a finger at his forehead.
Crack.
The ice around Yan shattered. He was stunned—if this were a real battle, he wouldn't have even gotten the chance to activate his Martial Spirit.
Gui Mei's eyes went wide—it was clear that Su Chen's speed had shocked even him.
To Hu Liena and Xie Yue, it was like a blur flashed by, and the next moment, the frost covering Yan was shattered.
Yue Guan, equally shocked, clapped in disbelief:
"Impressive! Impressive!"
"No wonder our Pope's disciple, Hu Liena, took a liking to you. This level of speed—even a Title Douluo could be seriously injured if caught off guard."
He even said it with a flirtatious smile.
Su Chen couldn't help but shiver and said:
"It's really nothing. Just a different cultivation path—you guys simply haven't seen it before."
One hundred years of high-level martial arts vs. a Soul Sect—he honestly felt a little guilty. As for injuring a Title Douluo—please, one well-placed hidden weapon would do the trick!
(End of Chapter)