Chapter 110: Qian Renchuan's Martial Soul Cultivation Journey
The next day, as the sun rose high in the sky, Yuexuan and Tang Yuehua were officially on break after yesterday's graduation ceremony. Across the Heaven Dou Empire, nobles were once again scrambling and fighting over the next one hundred admission slots.
Qian Xunji opened his eyes early and stretched. Tang Yuehua was still asleep beside him, naked under the sheets, a trace of exhaustion on her face.
As he recalled their short, one-and-a-half-hour "battle" the night before, Qian Xunji couldn't help but feel it had been... unsatisfying. Her physical quality was just too weak—only level 9 soul power.
He had even needed to infuse her with soul power to keep her from passing out, or they would've had to start over. And that wouldn't have been pleasant for him.
"Your Holiness…"
Tang Yuehua blinked her bright eyes open. Though her mind was well-rested, her body was still sore and had not recovered.
"Yuehua, from now on, the profits from Yuexuan held by the six elders of the Clear Sky Sect are yours to control. Give them as much as you want—they're your earned rewards."
Qian Xunji gently pinched her cheek and said softly, "You don't have to fear their threats. I'm your shield. You don't need those old men's strength to run Yuexuan smoothly in the Heaven Dou Empire."
"Your Holiness…"
Hearing his words, tears welled in Tang Yuehua's eyes. The elders of the Clear Sky Sect would go to war over a mere one percent cut, yet Qian Xunji had willingly handed over the six percent he controlled through Elder Seven. At this moment, she felt like the happiest woman alive.
Since Qian Xunji treated her so well, she naturally had to reciprocate.
With full control of Yuexuan's profits, aside from the 30% she submitted to the sect treasury and a small personal share, she planned to transfer the remaining 5.7% (originally held by her own family) directly to Qian Xunji—her man. She no longer considered herself part of the Tang Clan.
After all, the Tang Clan had always been stingy and selfish. In the original story, their so-called allies—like the single-attribute clans—were treated like cannon fodder. The Speed Clan was nearly begging for survival, yet the Tang Clan didn't even toss them a single copper soul coin, despite White Crane being their own uncle.
Tang Yuehua had inherited this selfishness perfectly. Since coupling with Qian Xunji, she no longer regarded the elder faction as family. Why give money to people who aren't family?
Of course, there was a price. The elders wouldn't dare act out in front of Spirit Hall, but it would lead to more conflict with the main bloodline—potentially worsening Tang San's bullying.
"Your Holiness, you must have been displeased last night…"
Tang Yuehua's bashful voice sounded. With her Noble Ring, she could clearly sense emotions, and Qian Xunji didn't seem entirely satisfied.
"You just rest. Your body isn't like a soul master's—it doesn't recover so quickly. I need to return to Spirit Hall to handle the backlog of affairs."
"Your Holiness… Yuehua can help relieve your burdens… in other ways."
Qian Xunji glanced over. She was biting her lip, blushing deeply. Despite years of abstinence, she was clearly not inexperienced.
Then again, being part of the extravagant and licentious noble circle, she had likely learned plenty. At her age, she'd know everything already.
"If you're willing, I won't stop you."
Tang Yuehua naturally was. Feeling guilty for his dissatisfaction the previous night, she dressed herself, laid down a soft cushion, and served him once more.
Qian Xunji's face showed pure satisfaction. Tang Yuehua was truly a master of the refined arts—music, tea, etiquette—and now, this. Her first time already rivaled Ah Yin's, and she still had room to grow.
After spending another hour and a half together, Qian Xunji returned to Spirit Hall.
Two and a half years passed in a flash. During that time, he visited Yuexuan several times. His affair with Tang Yuehua became known to Ah Yin.
At first, Ah Yin was furious—furious enough to cause a scene. But eventually, after Qian Xunji explained the benefits, she sulked quietly.
Qian Xunji had warned her early on—he was the Pope. His actions must serve Spirit Hall's interests. If Qian Renchuan were capable, he'd step up. But clearly, he wasn't.
Previously, Spirit Hall only got 30% of Yuexuan's profits. Thanks to Qian Xunji's relationship with Tang Yuehua, that increased to 60%, bringing in over 30 million gold soul coins annually.
That was more than what an entire Lower Four Sect could gather if they liquidated all their assets.
Ah Yin had no choice but to accept it. She only laid down one rule: no children with Tang Yuehua—she wouldn't allow anyone to threaten her precious daughter and son's future inheritance.
Naturally, other members of the Qian family learned of the affair too.
Qian Renchuan didn't care much. His dad was basically an emperor. The emperors of both empires had harems of thousands—his father only had one mistress, and a loyal one at that. He was practically chaste.
The only thing he didn't understand was—why the Tang Clan? But after seeing the mountain of gold soul coins, it all made sense.
Qian Renxue, however, was disgusted. She stayed with her mother and shot her father judgmental looks.
Qian Daoliu was especially displeased. Tang Yuehua is Tang Chen's granddaughter! If Tang Chen ever found out, wouldn't that make Qian Xunji a generation below him? He stormed into Qian Xunji's study and berated him for ten full minutes.
Tomorrow was Qian Renchuan's martial soul awakening. As usual, he was in the forest near Pope Hill, practicing his Tang Sect techniques.
He moved like a monkey, jumping from branch to branch. Suddenly, his sharp eyes spotted a Soft Bone Rabbit foraging ten meters away. He picked a leaf, activated Purple Demon Eye, infused the leaf with Xuan Tian Gong inner power, and threw it silently.
The leaf pierced the rabbit's neck like a blade. It dropped dead without a sound.
By now, the entire continent was in a rabbit meat craze. After Spirit Hall profited millions, the sun-drying method for removing gamey flavor was common knowledge.
Low fat, high protein, and filling without causing weight gain—it became a favorite among nobles and female soul masters.
With rabbit exports declining, many escaped from farms and overran Spirit City. Qian Renchuan now helped manage them while honing his hidden weapon skills.
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