In Douluo Continent, the Pope used me as a substitute for my first love.

Chapter 7 Therefore, we are destined to be from two different worlds.

Wang Zhao instinctively delivered an elbow strike...

However, after only a centimeter of travel, his movement abruptly stopped. He then looked up and, seeing that pretty, delicate face, couldn't help but ask in confusion:

"Who are you?"

At the same time, he rubbed his temples with his left hand, pulling himself out of the reverie of the afternoon's sparring match.

"Hello, my name is Xiaoxue."

The blonde girl smiled at Wang Zhao in a friendly manner, not at all bothered by his earlier actions, after all, her strength far surpassed Wang Zhao's. She simply felt a sudden surge of curiosity—

What has this kid been through? His first reaction to someone approaching is to intercept them.

Light snow...

On the other side, Wang Zhao's mood was somewhat complicated at this moment.

He took a closer look at the girl's blonde hair and delicate face, and couldn't help but think to himself, "No way."

"What are you looking at?"

The girl noticed Wang Zhao's somewhat impolite gaze and felt a sense of being seen through, so she frowned slightly.

"No, is there anything I can help you with?"

Wang Zhao withdrew his gaze and asked the girl with a normal expression.

"How old are you this year? Why don't you go to the beginner's academy for Soul Masters?"

The girl didn't pay much attention and continued to ask curiously.

This has nothing to do with you...

Wang Zhao thought to herself, but couldn't say it aloud, because that wouldn't fit her persona.

Furthermore, if he wasn't mistaken, the girl in front of him was most likely the future angel goddess Qian Renxue. He had to be careful with someone of such a sensitive identity.

Otherwise, if you're not careful, you might really become a "second-generation Xiao Gang".

After thinking for a moment, Wang Zhao decided to base his explanation on his own situation:

"My talent is very poor, and I can't get into the Soul Master Elementary Academy in Wuhun City."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

Upon hearing this, the girl... no, it was Qian Renxue who didn't press the matter further. Instead, she realized she had touched a sore spot and apologized.

"fine."

Wang Zhao smiled nonchalantly.

Afterwards, Qian Renxue watched as Wang Zhao turned his gaze back to the pages of the book, and couldn't help but puff out her cheeks.

Hey, there's an absolutely stunningly beautiful girl standing right in front of you, bending down to look at you, and you're choosing to read a book?!

Are you even a man?

Wang Zhao appeared to be engrossed in reading, but inwardly he felt quite helpless.

At this stage, he really didn't want to get involved with Qian Renxue, after all, her father Qian Xunji was still alive, and besides, who knew if a certain granddaughter-obsessed old man was nearby.

He certainly didn't want to be killed by a divine sword that fell from the sky.

Time passed by, and Qian Renxue seemed to find it a bit boring, or perhaps she had a premonition that her grandfather would be back soon. With a resentful look in her eyes, she got up and left.

Wang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

……

……

The following evening.

When Wang Zhao arrived at the library after a long day of study and practice, he took care of some trivial matters and sat down in a familiar corner. As he was flipping through a book, he suddenly turned his head and was shocked to find a blonde girl sitting next to him.

"When...did you get here?"

Wang Zhao was puzzled and stared in disbelief.

He clearly didn't see Qian Renxue sitting here, otherwise he wouldn't have come over.

Could it be that she has a teleportation soul skill? Hmm, I've never heard of that.

Guess!

Qian Renxue smiled mischievously.

Little did the boy know that she had learned her grandfather's ability to distort light and alter phenomena so that he would never come to the library with her again.

With her current strength, she can create illusions that even ordinary Soul Kings would find difficult to see through. In this library, there are no younger generation members with Soul King strength, and those with Soul King strength would not provoke her.

Not to mention that this is a relatively quiet time of day for the library, and those who are still here reading are basically not thinking about anything else.

"I won't guess."

Wang Zhao was exasperated. He shifted his position to the side, determined to give Qian Renxue the cold shoulder, just like yesterday.

This young lady is really someone you don't want to mess with right now...

Given his current state, she, as a proud and privileged young woman, couldn't possibly still try to win him over with her enthusiasm.

Wang Zhao thought to himself.

I don't know...

"Hello!"

Qian Renxue moved closer, pressing in step by step, her gaze fixed on Wang Zhao's eyes.

Are you afraid of me?

Damn, this little girl, I'm really scared of you. If I had the cultivation of a Title Douluo, I would definitely...

The Holy Sword warns!!

Sigh, I'll hide far away from you, so you can't find me.

No matter how much inner turmoil Wang Zhao was experiencing, he still had to follow his heart on the surface. After all, even disregarding his background, he couldn't afford to offend Qian Renxue right now.

"How...how could this be?"

Wang Zhao gave Qian Renxue a "naive" smile in a completely "natural" manner.

"Then why are you ignoring me?"

Qian Renxue pressed her for an answer.

"I...sigh."

Wang Zhao, his CPU nearly overheating, finally suppressed his smile, then forced a weak smile, blinked his dry eyes, and put on a self-deprecating expression, saying:

"Xiaoxue, you're not even ten years old yet, are you?"

"Yes."

"If I'm not mistaken, you're already a Soul Master?"

"Hmph, I've been that way for a long time!"

Qian Renxue proudly raised her little face.

"Long ago..."

Wang Zhao murmured softly, her mood noticeably "depressed" even more.

Upon seeing this, Qian Renxue's expression changed, and she vaguely realized something.

"So, we're destined to be from two different worlds."

Wang Zhao shook his head, stood up, and walked reasonably towards another corner.

His silhouette conveyed boundless loneliness and desolation.

Qian Renxue was left standing there, somewhat at a loss.

"Little Xue'er".

She didn't know how much time had passed when a gentle and kind voice suddenly rang out behind her.

"grandfather?"

Qian Renxue turned around stiffly, her face blank as she looked up at her grandfather, Qian Daoliu, who loved her the most in the world.

Are we from two different worlds? Or am I destined to be from two different worlds with everyone in this world?

"this……"

Qian Daoliu smacked his lips, momentarily at a loss for words to answer his granddaughter's question.

Should I answer "yes" to her?

That would be too tragic for a child like her who hasn't even had a proper chance to experience the world's wonders.

Admittedly, what she said was not actually wrong. Because she possessed unparalleled innate level 20 soul power, because she was a girl destined to become an angel god, no one in this world was qualified to walk alongside her. From the moment she awakened her martial soul, she was alone!

but……

Qiandao thought to himself.

Xue'er is destined to undergo the Nine Trials of Angels in the future. Perhaps, it won't be a bad thing for her to experience some things earlier.

Perhaps it was because he, this old man, kept too close a grudge against Xue'er in the past.

There's a saying that goes, "Raise sons frugally and daughters lavishly." This means that sons need to understand the hardships of life and how hard-won things are, while daughters need to develop a high level of awareness so they won't be easily fooled.

However, everything has its limits.

The extremes must be reversed.

For girls of the angelic lineage, they stand at the pinnacle of the world from birth. No matter how high their achievements are, they are nothing more than that, let alone Qian Renxue, a girl who is almost 100% destined to become a god.

Worldly principles were meaningless to her.

She has the right to show a contemptuous smile to anyone.

What she might truly desire but not obtain is what ordinary people consider insignificant.

(End of this chapter)