Wang Zhao subconsciously threw an elbow strike…
However, after only a centimeter, his movement suddenly froze, and then he looked up, seeing that beautiful and delicate face, and asked in confusion: “Who are you?” At the same time, he rubbed his temple with his left hand, pulling himself out of the state of still relishing the sparring from that afternoon.
“Hello, my name is Xue’er.” The golden-haired girl smiled kindly at Wang Zhao, not minding Wang Zhao’s previous action at all, after all, her strength was much greater than Wang Zhao’s, she was just suddenly a little curious— What had this kid experienced to make his first reaction to someone approaching be an attack?
Xue’er…
On the other side, Wang Zhao’s mood was a bit subtle at the moment.
He carefully examined the golden hair and delicate face of the girl in front of him, and couldn’t help but think, “No way.” “What are you looking at?” The girl noticed Wang Zhao’s somewhat rude gaze, and a feeling of being seen through arose in her heart, causing her to frown slightly.
“Nothing, may I ask if there’s anything?” Wang Zhao withdrew his gaze and asked the girl with a normal expression.
“How old are you this year?
Why aren’t you studying at an Elementary Spirit Master Academy?” The girl didn’t pay much attention and continued to ask curiously.
That’s none of your business…
Wang Zhao thought to himself, but he couldn’t say that out loud, because it didn’t fit his persona.
Also, if he wasn’t mistaken, the girl in front of him was very likely the future Angel God Qian Renxue.
For someone with such a sensitive identity, he had to handle her carefully.
Otherwise, if he wasn’t careful, he might really become a “Xiaogang 2.0.” After some thought, Wang Zhao still explained, based on his actual situation: “My talent is very poor; I can’t get into the Elementary Spirit Master Academy in Wuhun City.” “Oh, oh, I’m sorry.” Hearing this, the girl…
no, Qian Renxue, did not press further.
Instead, she felt that she had touched a sore spot for him, so she apologized.
“It’s fine.” Wang Zhao smiled nonchalantly.
Afterward, Qian Renxue watched as Wang Zhao turned his gaze back to the book, and she couldn’t help but puff out her cheeks.
Hey, hey, a peerlessly beautiful Young Miss is standing in front of you, even bending down towards you, and you choose to read a book?!
Are you even a man?
Wang Zhao, while appearing focused on his book, was actually feeling quite helpless inside.
At this stage, he really didn’t want to get involved with Qian Renxue, after all, her father Qian Xunji wasn’t dead yet, and who knew if a certain grandpa who doted on his granddaughter was nearby.
He didn’t want to be sliced by a Sacred Sword falling from the sky.
Time passed minute by minute.
Qian Renxue seemed to find it a bit boring, or perhaps she sensed that her grandpa would be back soon, so she reluctantly stood up and left with a resentful look in her eyes.
Wang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.
…
…
The next evening.
After a full day of study and Cultivation, Wang Zhao arrived at the Library as usual.
After taking care of some errands, he walked to his familiar corner and sat down.
He was flipping through a book when he suddenly turned his head and saw a golden-haired girl sitting beside him.
“When did you…
get here?” Wang Zhao asked in confusion, dumbfounded.
He clearly hadn’t seen Qian Renxue sitting there just now, otherwise, he wouldn’t have come over.
Could it be that she also has a Teleportation Spirit Ability?
Hiss, I haven’t heard of that.
“Guess~” Qian Renxue smiled mischievously.
How could the boy in front of her know that in order to prevent her grandpa from following her to the Library from now on, she had specially learned her grandpa’s ability to distort light and alter phenomena.
With her current strength, the illusions she created were difficult for even an ordinary Spirit King to see through.
And in this Library, there were no young generations with Spirit King strength, and those with Spirit King strength wouldn’t provoke her.
Not to mention that it was a relatively quiet time in the Library, and those still here reading generally wouldn’t be thinking about other things.
“I’m not guessing.” Wang Zhao’s mind was full of black lines.
He scooted his bottom to the side, determined to give Qian Renxue the cold shoulder, just like yesterday.
This Young Miss is truly someone he can’t afford to provoke right now…
He was already acting like this, so as an arrogant daughter of heaven, she surely wouldn’t try to warm up to his cold shoulder, right?
Wang Zhao thought to himself.
Who knew…
“Hey!” Qian Renxue leaned in again, pressing closer, her gaze fixed on Wang Zhao’s eyes.
“Are you very afraid of me?” Damn it, this little girl, I’m truly afraid of you.
If I had Titled Douluo Cultivation, I would definitely…
Sacred Sword warning!!!
Cough, I’d definitely hide far away from you, so you couldn’t find me.
No matter how rich Wang Zhao’s inner monologue was at this moment, he still had to choose to be cautious on the surface, after all, even without considering her background, he couldn’t afford to provoke Qian Renxue right now.
“How, how could that be?” Wang Zhao displayed an incredibly “natural” and “naive” smile to Qian Renxue.
“Then why are you ignoring me?” Qian Renxue pressed.
“I…
sigh.” Wang Zhao, with his CPU almost overheating, finally put away his smile.
Then he forced a slight curl of his lips, blinked his somewhat dry eyes, and put on a “self-deprecating, downcast, and self-mocking” expression, saying: “Xue’er, you’re not even ten years old yet, are you?” “That’s right.” “If I’m not mistaken, you’re already a Spirit Master, aren’t you?” “Hmph, I’ve been one for a long time!” Qian Renxue proudly lifted her small face.
“For a long time…” Wang Zhao murmured softly, his emotions clearly becoming even more “downcast.” Seeing this, Qian Renxue’s expression changed, and she vaguely realized something.
“So, we are destined to be people from two different Worlds.” Wang Zhao shook his head, stood up, and reasonably walked towards another corner.
His back revealed infinite loneliness and desolation.
Leaving Qian Renxue stunned in place, somewhat at a loss.
“My Xue’er.” After an unknown amount of time, a gentle and kind voice suddenly sounded behind her.
“Grandpa?” Qian Renxue stiffly turned around, her face bewildered as she looked up at Qian Daoliu, the grandpa who loved her the most in the World.
“Are he and I people from two different Worlds?
Or rather, am I destined to be from a different World than anyone else in this World?” “This…” Qian Daoliu clicked his tongue, momentarily at a loss as to how to answer his granddaughter’s question.
Answer her “yes”?
Then for a child like her, who hadn’t really experienced the World’s wonders yet, it would be too tragic.
Indeed, her words were not wrong.
Because she possessed unparalleled Innate Level 20 spirit power, because she was a girl destined to become the Angel God, no one in this World was qualified to walk alongside her.
From the moment of her Spirit Awakening, she was destined to be alone!
But…
Qian Daoliu thought.
Xue’er is destined to undergo the Angel Nine Trials in the future.
Perhaps, letting her experience some things earlier wouldn’t be a bad thing.
Perhaps, in the past, he, this old man, had watched Xue’er too closely.
How does that saying go?
“Raise a son poorly, raise a daughter richly,” meaning that sons need to understand the hardships of the World and how difficult things are to come by, while daughters need to develop a high level of understanding so they won’t be easily deceived.
However, everything has its limits.
Extremes lead to reversals.
For girls of the Angel lineage, they have stood at the peak of the World since birth.
No matter how great an achievement, it is actually nothing special to them, let alone Qian Renxue, a girl who is almost 100% capable of becoming a God.
Mundane principles are like illusions to her.
She has the right to show a sneering smile to anyone.
What she truly desires but cannot obtain, in the eyes of ordinary people, is ironically insignificant.