"This is Tianshui City?"
In midair, Feng Xiaotian looked at the scene below with a trace of curiosity.
He had participated in the friendship tournaments held by the Four Elemental Academies twice before, and had some understanding of Blazing Fire and Thunder, but he had never been to Tianshui Academy.
"I wonder if Brother Wuhen is still in Tianshui City."
Feng Xiaotian muttered to himself.
Generally speaking, aside from students who stayed on as teachers, after the Spirit Master Elite Tournament ended, the students would either return home or go out to gain experience across the continent.
Shui Wuhen had rejected the recruitment of Spirit Hall, as well as the conditions of a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring and spirit bone, which showed that he had little interest in joining any faction. Otherwise, he would not have refused Spirit Hall.
What Feng Xiaotian truly cared about was whether he had gone out to train.
This possibility was quite high. After all, Shui Wuhen was already at the Soul Emperor level. Without fortuitous encounters, purely relying on cultivation would take a long time to reach Soul Saint.
Suddenly, Feng Xiaotian chuckled: "Whether he is here or not, I'll know soon enough!"
After that, Feng Xiaotian put away his spirit and slowly walked into the gate of Tianshui City.
At the same time, hundreds of miles away, a golden light shot forward like a meteor, rapidly heading toward Tianshui City.
This person was none other than the Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall—Qian Renxue.
At this moment, Qian Renxue was holding a letter in her hand. This letter was obtained from Spirit Hall's intelligence department, and it recorded that Shui Wuhen's last known location was Tianshui City. It stated again that Shui Wuhen's last appearance was in Tianshui City.
"Shui Wuhen… It's been a year and a half. I wonder if you can still keep up with me."
Qian Renxue clenched the letter in her hand, her gaze seemingly crossing through time and space, returning to the Spirit Master Elite Tournament a year and a half ago.
Back then, after losing to Shui Wuhen again, she had trained even harder. Her innate Level 20 soul power talent had fully manifested, and in just a year and a half, she had reached Level 83.
At this rate, it wouldn't be long before she broke through to Title Douluo and became the youngest Title Douluo ever recorded on the continent.
However, there was one thing Qian Renxue always minded deeply: as a peerless genius with innate Level 20 soul power, she had actually lost to someone with only innate full soul power—and that person was even younger than her.
Qian Renxue parted her lips slightly, her gaze turning sharp. "It's time to settle this once and for all!"
Shui Wuhen had already become a knot in her heart that she could not overcome. Before undergoing the Angel God trials, she had to eliminate this obstacle and face the extremely dangerous inheritance in her peak condition!
The next moment, the six wings behind Qian Renxue flapped violently, and her golden light sped up once more.
About half an hour later, when Qian Renxue followed the clues and arrived at a relatively quiet small courtyard, she suddenly froze.
Because at the entrance of this courtyard stood a handsome young man.
And this handsome young man was someone she recognized—Feng Xiaotian, who had been defeated by her at the Spirit Master Elite Tournament. His talent was faintly higher than the Golden Generation, making him one of the top geniuses on the Douluo Continent.
As if sensing Qian Renxue's arrival, Feng Xiaotian slowly turned around. A flash of cyan light appeared in his eyes as he said in slight surprise, "Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall, Qian Renxue?"
"?!"
Hearing Feng Xiaotian instantly reveal her identity, Qian Renxue's pupils shrank slightly.
She had already used a disguise through the Angel God inherited spirit bone during this trip. Even the Spirit Hall's elder worshippers would not be able to recognize her without careful inspection. Yet Feng Xiaotian had seen through it at a glance.
How did he do it?
Qian Renxue narrowed her eyes slightly. "How did you see through my disguise?"
"I have my own methods."
Feng Xiaotian smiled faintly, then continued, "I originally came to find Brother Wuhen, but I didn't expect to find you instead, Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall. That works too—I can settle the score from the Spirit Master Elite Tournament."
Hearing this, Qian Renxue sneered in disdain. "Just you? A mere Soul Emperor?"
She looked down on Feng Xiaotian's words. Did he really think everyone was like Shui Wuhen, capable of crossing an entire realm to fight?
Moreover, even if he could, so what? She was already a Soul Douluo.
According to the intelligence she had, Feng Xiaotian was only around Level 63 during the Spirit Master Elite Tournament. In just a year and a half, even with extraordinary talent, reaching Level 66 or 67 would already be impressive. Meanwhile, she was an 83rd-level Soul Douluo. The gap between them was like fireflies compared to the bright moon—there was no comparison.
"You are too arrogant. I thought the genius Brother Wuhen warned me about would be something impressive, but you are nothing more than a fool with talent."
However, after hearing Qian Renxue's words, Feng Xiaotian's eyes revealed a hint of disappointment.
Confidence is not the same as arrogance, nor is it the same as conceit. Although Feng Xiaotian often claimed that only he and Shui Wuhen were true peerless geniuses, deep down he knew that his current achievements were not only due to talent, but more so luck.
If not for being awakened by Shui Wuhen during their earlier exchange, he might have gone down the wrong path. By the time of the Spirit Master Elite Tournament, he would at most have been a slightly stronger Soul Ancestor, and would never have reached Soul Emperor, nor created the powerful self-created spirit skill—Cyclone Demon Wolf Thirty-Six Consecutive Strikes—becoming one of the top geniuses of the spirit master world.
Yet Qian Renxue, despite possessing top-tier talent, had an extremely poor mindset. Such a person, if placed in the Wind God trial, might not even pass the first stage.
She didn't even consider that if he had no confidence at all, why would he dare to challenge someone who he knew was a Soul Saint.
"However, that's normal…"
Cyan light appeared in Feng Xiaotian's eyes. Through the Wind God Eye, he not only saw through Qian Renxue's disguise, but also her current level.
Level 83. To reach this in just a year and a half—the power of Spirit Hall truly was formidable. No wonder Qian Renxue was so arrogant.
After hearing Feng Xiaotian's words, a flash of cold light appeared in Qian Renxue's eyes, and an unknown anger began to rise within her.
A mere Feng Xiaotian—someone she had casually defeated during the Spirit Master Elite Tournament—actually thought that having caused her a little trouble through some tricks meant he could challenge her authority?
After a moment, Qian Renxue calmed herself, her tone flat. "Very well. Let me see exactly what gives you the confidence to say that."
"Heh, you'll find out soon enough!"
Their gazes locked, and the air seemed to fill with burning sparks of tension.
Just as the atmosphere between the two reached a breaking point, a voice they were both familiar with suddenly echoed from all directions:
"Since when did my doorstep become so lively?"