Chapter 108: Complete Form of the Ice Phoenix Martial Soul
Before long, a maid brought over a little girl about six years old. She had shoulder-length wavy aqua-blue hair, matching blue eyes, a delicate oval face, and skin so supple it looked like it could be squeezed for water. Her large eyes carried an innocence that didn't quite match her age, appearing more mature than most girls her age.
From the moment Shui Bing'er was born and inherited the Shui Clan's legacy martial soul, she was groomed to become the next clan leader and received the best education and training.
"Mother, greetings to this elder."
Shui Bing'er was graceful and respectful, bowing properly as a junior.
"Your Holiness, this is my daughter, Shui Bing'er."
Qian Xunji gave a small nod. "Bing'er, release your martial soul for Uncle to see."
Shui Bing'er was startled—this man was the Pope of Spirit Hall? But seeing her mother nod encouragingly, she raised her hand, and soul power gathered into her palm. A pale blue glow manifested into a crystalline bird—an ice luan that appeared more illusion than substance.
"Clan Head Shui, it seems Bing'er's martial soul has some significant flaws."
With his spiritual power, Qian Xunji immediately saw that the Ice Phoenix was incomplete. Its lack of form was due to insufficient soul power, meaning it couldn't reach its full potential.
Shui Qianrou sighed. "Yes, Your Holiness. Bing'er's martial soul appears to be even higher-grade than mine. Without external soul power support, it cannot fully manifest."
So that's it—it was a reverse case, like Ma Hongjun's. Normally, a martial soul's bloodline evolves first, and then the body follows. In Shui Bing'er's case, the body evolved before the bloodline—a cart-before-the-horse situation. To fix it, her bloodline would have to be purified.
"In that case, allow me to help Bing'er resolve this flaw as a wedding gift from Spirit Hall."
Shui Qianrou almost stood up in shock. "Your Holiness, you can really fix her martial soul?"
"Of course."
Qian Xunji summoned a cold jade box with his soul tool. As it opened, the room's temperature dropped. Inside lay a snow lotus, its petals glowing blue—pure liquid energy formed from the most refined ice element.
Staring at the lotus, Qian Xunji felt a pang of pain. "This is an Ice Mystic Snow Lotus—one of the rarest heavenly treasures. I doubt a second exists on the continent. If Bing'er consumes it, it should fix her inherent flaw."
In truth, a Purple Nine-Rank Ginseng would also suffice. But for the sake of producing a strong heir from a match with a fallen angel, only the best would do.
"Your Holiness, can Bing'er truly absorb it safely?"
Shui Qianrou's voice trembled. Even she—a Title Douluo—could feel the lotus's power.
"There are risks. Bing'er has no soul rings yet, and her body is still frail. If she consumes this directly, she won't be able to handle the energy. But with my help, she'll be safe. Still… it depends on whether you trust me."
"The earlier she absorbs it, the greater the benefits. She'll go farther in the future. The choice is yours."
After a full fifteen minutes of inner struggle, Shui Qianrou agreed. Just as Qian Xunji said—risks and rewards go hand in hand. An evolved martial soul was even more valuable than a ten-thousand-year soul bone. For soul master clans, it was worth fighting to the death for.
While Shui Qianrou weighed her options, Qian Xunji played with Shui Bing'er. Being highly intelligent, he easily amused the girl with simple games—like a 3x3 stone grid where the first to form a line wins.
Bing'er found the game quite engaging.
"Your Holiness, I've made my decision. Can you really guarantee her safety?"
"I can ensure she won't be overwhelmed by the energy. But the pain of the transformation—she'll have to endure that herself. If she can't, there's nothing I can do."
With resolve, Shui Qianrou looked seriously at her daughter. "Bing'er, no matter how painful it gets, you must endure. Soul masters must absorb soul rings—and it's always painful. To grow strong, pain is unavoidable."
"Your Holiness, let's begin."
"To maximize the effect, she must first drink the nectar in the bud, then eat all the petals."
Qian Xunji gently plucked the bud and floated it before Bing'er. "Swallow this first. Then, eat the petals as fast as you can."
Bing'er looked to her mother, who nodded solemnly. The girl then obediently swallowed the glowing bud and began eating the petals. At first, she was graceful—but after a stern word from her mother, she quickly became more… vigorous.
Moments later, as she sat in meditation, the terrifying ice energy surged through her. Her entire body felt like it was exploding—every bone and muscle screaming in agony. She cried out involuntarily.
Qian Xunji placed his palm on her back, sending gentle angelic soul power to shield her body.
Clenching her teeth, Bing'er withstood the pain. As the Ice Mystic Snow Lotus's energy coursed through her, her incomplete martial soul—the Condensing Water Luan—evolved into the complete Ice Phoenix.
Qian Xunji nodded slightly. Shui Qianrou had clearly raised her daughter well.
Time passed slowly. After three hours, Bing'er's body began to transform. Her dress froze stiff, her already pale skin became even more pristine—like it was coated in an invisible layer of frost. Her martial soul spread its wings—now with real flesh and bone.
Eventually, as dusk fell, Bing'er let out a clear phoenix cry. Her eyes opened—now ice-blue—and her hair had changed from aqua to icy blue. Even her facial features subtly shifted.
Qian Xunji smiled. "Looks like it was a success."
After the evolution, a veil of cold mist now surrounded Bing'er, making it hard for soul masters of the same level to see her clearly. But the longer one looked, the more captivating she became.
"Mother, Uncle Qian."
That evening, over dinner, Qian Xunji and Shui Qianrou formally arranged the engagement between Shui Bing'er and Qian Renchuan. With that settled, Qian Xunji left Elemental City for Yuexuan in Heaven Dou City.
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