Douluo Continent: Reversing Yin and Yang, the Haotian Palace and the Angel Sect

Qian San froze on the spot. He stared at the ball of light radiating a gentle glow, momentarily unable to comprehend what was happening.

"Kindness... God King?" Qian San repeated the name in a low voice.

Qian Xunji noticed his son's anxiety and confusion, stepped forward, and placed his hand on Qian San's shoulder.

"Don't be too anxious, you don't need to think too much right now. Trust your father, I won't harm you, just follow my arrangements."

Looking into his father's eyes, which, though behind the mask, still radiated confidence and concern, Qian San's initial panic vanished instantly.

In this world, he could doubt anyone, but he had blind trust in his father.

"Yes, Father!"

Qian San responded emphatically. He stretched out his hands and solemnly accepted the [Angel Soul Shield].

Something magic happened.

The instant Qian San's hands truly touched the soul shield, the originally hard, transparent outer shell melted instantly. It transformed into a dazzling stream of light, flowing down Qian San's arms like a gentle dragon and entering his meridians.

As soon as this power entered his body, Qian San didn't even have time to react. His second martial soul seemed to be summoned and automatically floated in his sea of ​​consciousness.

That purest source of kindness quickly enveloped the second martial soul, beginning a transformation of Qian San's body, meridians, and the essence of his martial soul.

A rich platinum-gold light erupted from Qian San's body, rapidly weaving and condensing around him.

In just over ten seconds, a circular cocoon of light, more than two meters in diameter and radiating a gentle glow, was completely formed on the spot, enveloping Qian San entirely inside.

Qian Xunji stood beside the cocoon of light, sensing the steady energy fluctuations within, and nodded in satisfaction. He stood quietly by his side, his hands clasped behind his back, protecting his son.

An hour passed, and the cocoon of light remained unchanged.

Two hours passed, and the cocoon of light still emitted a constant, bright glow.

Three hours later, as dawn broke, the first rays of sunlight pierced through the thick fog of Sunset Forest and fell upon the clearing.

……

Meanwhile, at the Clays Academy camp.

Franya and Xiaoqing got up early. When they were about to take a headcount, they were surprised to find that Qian San's spot was empty; he was nowhere to be seen in the entire camp.

"Where did the mistress go? This child would never run around like that normally." Franya looked anxious.

"Teacher Fu, don't worry, let's search the surrounding area." Xiaoqing was even more anxious. She cared most about Qian San's safety, so she immediately led several team members out of the camp and searched along the remaining clues.

A few minutes later, Xiaoqing and Franya passed through a dense forest and saw a huge, round cocoon of light, radiating a platinum-gold glow, in the clearing ahead. What shocked them even more was that next to the cocoon, the masked senior was standing quietly.

Upon seeing Qian Xunji, Xiaoqing's previously anxious heart eased slightly. She was the first to rush forward, looking at Guangjian with some concern, and softly asked, "Uncle... Xiao San, what's he doing inside?"

Qianxun turned her head, glanced at Xiaoqing who was panting slightly, pointed to the light cocoon beside her, and said calmly, "Xiao San is undergoing a crucial training session inside. You don't need to stay here and disturb him for the next while. I'll be watching over him personally, and nothing will happen."

Upon hearing this, Franya, who had caught up from behind, felt a great sense of relief and let out a long sigh of relief.

"So it was Senior who sent the message." Franya quickly stepped forward, bowed to Qian Xunji, and said with some lingering fear, "Then we can rest assured. We were really startled when we found out that Qian San was missing. If he had really gotten lost or something had happened to him in this Sunset Forest, I would have been guilty even if I died a thousand deaths."

With this person personally protecting them, Qian San's safety is naturally as solid as a rock. Franya is a sensible person and knows her limits.

"Senior, we'll head back to camp now and won't bother you any longer. Please feel free to let us know if you need anything."

After saying that, Franya tugged at the clothes of several team members next to her, signaling everyone to leave first.

Aoshun, Niu Lanjun, and the others also bowed and followed Fulanya as they turned to leave.

However, Xiaoqing stood rooted to the spot, her feet seemingly nailed to the ground. She stared at the enormous white-gold cocoon of light, her eyes filled with reluctance and worry, her legs shuffling unsteadily. Although she took one step after Franya, she couldn't help but look back twice.

Qian Xunji saw Xiao Qing's entire demeanor. The corners of his mouth under his mask turned up slightly, revealing a gentle smile.

He genuinely liked Xiaoqing.

"Xiao Qing," Qian Xunji suddenly called out.

Xiaoqing quickly stopped and turned around somewhat awkwardly: "Uncle, did you call me?"

"Alright, stop dawdling." Qian Xunji waved at her and said with a smile, "You stay here and keep him company. Anyway, you being here will provide some support."

Upon hearing this, Xiaoqing's pretty face, which had been somewhat disappointed, instantly brightened up.

"Alright!"

Xiaoqing readily agreed without the slightest hesitation, and ran straight back to Qian Xunji's side. However, when she stood beside the cocoon of light and met Qian Xunji's deep gaze, which carried a hint of teasing, the girl belatedly realized what was happening, and her pretty face instantly turned red to the roots of her ears.

She lowered her head shyly, clutching the hem of her clothes with both hands, her voice barely audible, "Th...thank you, Uncle."

.......

the next day.

In the early morning in the sunset forest, a thin mist hangs in the air.

More than a day has passed since the cocoon was formed at 1300.

"Splash—"

In the silence, a soft sound of flowing water suddenly broke the silence.

Qian Xunji opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing in them.

The platinum-white light on the surface of the cocoon instantly receded, followed by an indescribable aura that spread outwards. It was not a simple pressure of power, but a compassion and purity that swept through the forest for miles around.

"Click—"

A series of crisp cracking sounds rang out as the light cocoon shattered, transforming into countless crystal-clear light spots that danced in mid-air.

Qian San remained seated cross-legged in the same spot, his eyes closed, his entire body suspended in mid-air half a meter above the ground.

The martial spirit manifested behind him had completely broken away from its original six-winged angel form.

【The Seraphim of Good Judgment】.

This is its brand new name.

The martial spirit has no specific face; its upper body is formed from pure golden light elements, and it wears a semi-transparent platinum robe. The original six wings have been replaced by ten enormous wings.