Chapter 318: Qian Daoliu Heads Toward the Heaven Dou Empire, Qian Renxue's Ninth Spirit Ring
Spirit Hall, behind the Offering Hall, in a place bathed in holy light. This holy light comes from the pure angelic radiance emanating from the Angel God statue. It has an exceptional effect on plant growth and soothing the hearts of living beings.
After Ah Yin's sacrifice turned her into a seed of life, Qian Renxue carried her here in both hands. Her face still showed traces of tears, her delicate cheeks filled with sorrow and uncertainty.
"Big Sister, let's plant Mom here."
Qian Renxue's younger brother, Qian Renchuan (Qian Xunchuan in the original text, but referred to here as Qian Renchuan for clarity),* bent down to turn the soil. Originally, he intended to have their mother placed in the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. However, though the holy light behind the Offering Hall might help plant growth, it wouldn't create the effect of generating immortal herbs like the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. Yet their father had died, and their mother still had a chance to be reborn. If that place were discovered by Bibi Dong, harming their mother, then even if he killed Bibi Dong in revenge, he felt he could never atone for his crime.
(*Translator's note: The text refers to 千仞川 as "Qian Renchuan" or "Qian Chuan." Here it is spelled as "Qian Renchuan.")
"Little Chuan, do you think Mom will be the same Mom if she comes back to life?"
All the grief in Qian Renxue's eyes had been replaced by anxiety. She had been surprised for a moment that Ah Yin was a hundred-thousand-year transformed soul beast, but after some reflection, she did not dwell on it too much. Thanks to certain circumstances, some people in Spirit Hall took a more lenient view toward soul beasts. She knew that a super beast of over six hundred thousand years, the Snow Empress, had once come to Spirit Hall, lived there for a while, and had even strolled through the streets of Spirit City with Ah Yin, amazing the entire city.
After Qian Renchuan went to cultivate in the Slaughter City, and Ning Fengzhi proposed a match for Ah Yin to his daughter, Qian Renxue, she had misunderstood, thinking she was about to gain another younger sibling. After all, with the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's one-hundred-percent overall amplification, comparable to her own, who could refuse such a powerful martial spirit? Toward this soul beast that lived in the rear mountain, she naturally felt some goodwill, and that feeling deepened with further contact.
"It definitely will be. Grandpa said that gods can do anything. They can even bring back the dead. We must train hard to become gods and resurrect both Dad and Mom."
Having buried Ah Yin's seed, Qian Renxue released a surge of powerful angelic light and called out: "Little Light."
"Awroo!"
A tiger's roar resounded, scattering birds and beasts. A golden figure happily ran over, its body over five meters long, noticeably bigger than when it first came to Spirit Hall.
In the original story, Spirit Hall could feed fifty or sixty thousand soul masters. The present timeline's Spirit Hall has only half that number, yet under Qian Xunji's diligent rule, with the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, and having swallowed up most of the extremely wealthy Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's assets, they possessed finances vast as a nation. A wealth of resources stacked like mountains means rearing a top-tier soul beast was no problem at all. And the holy light shining behind the Offering Hall for the angel statue made an excellent training ground for this top-tier light-attribute soul beast.
Little Light bounded up to Qian Renxue, pressing its head against the hand emanating the angelic radiance. Absorbing this energy, it felt its cultivation level increase by one more year. When confronted with the most powerful light-attribute martial spirit on the continent, the Six-Winged Angel's pure energy, it had no capacity whatsoever to resist.
Qian Renxue stroked Little Light's head, her expression solemn to the extreme. "Little Light, you must watch over this seed well, allowing no harm to come to it."
"Otherwise, you'll be buried with it!"
Qian Renchuan's gaze turned icy as he spoke, releasing a fierce killing intent. Immediately, Little Light trembled in fear. Its cultivation had yet to reach fifteen thousand years, while Qian Renchuan's cultivation was already at rank eighty-eight, a Spirit Douluo. His Killing God Domain had evolved to its final state, and his combat strength was enough to match an Offering. Little Light could not withstand this.
Qian Renxue said nothing further, just patted Little Light's head. "Little Light, guard this seed well. Later, Spirit Hall will supply you with a great many resources so you can quickly grow."
Inside the Douluo Hall:
"Ah Jin, I'll avenge you in your place."
Qian Daoliu walked into the Angel God statue, entering the Angelic Secret Realm. In its center was a gray longsword with three pairs of folded wings around the hilt, likewise gray, folded together, not spread. This was the Angel God's weapon, the Angelic Holy Sword.
Qian Daoliu channeled half of the angelic divine power in his body into the Holy Sword. The sword glowed golden, the once-gray blade turning golden, and the hilt's six wings spread out halfway. Qian Daoliu thus pulled it free.
By pouring in angelic divine power, Qian Daoliu could wield part of the Holy Sword's might, but to harness its complete power, one had to gain its acknowledgment. As a mere divine servant, Qian Daoliu clearly could not do that.
If Qian Daoliu's angelic divine power were fully consumed, the Holy Sword would revert to a three-hundred-sixty-thousand-jin chunk of gray steel. Not only useless for battle, it would become a serious burden.
Inside the Angelic Secret Realm lay practically limitless Angel God power. In short order, Qian Daoliu recovered what divine power he had just consumed. Then he exited the Angelic Secret Realm.
"Everyone, protect the Angel God statue."
Qian Daoliu's voice resonated throughout the entire Douluo Hall. Several formidable auras replied at once. Underfoot, his eight black and one red—nine spirit rings lit up. He rushed forth from Spirit Hall, becoming a golden meteor shooting off toward the Heaven Dou Empire.
Qian Renchuan arrived at the Pope's Palace. By right, with the Pope either dead or abdicating, the Holy Son and Holy Daughter became the next Pope of Spirit Hall, to undergo a crowning ceremony and lead Spirit Hall. But now Qian Renchuan had no time for that. He needed revenge, needed to train furiously, become a god, and resurrect his parents. The Pope's position belonged to his father.
"You there!"
"Your Highness the Holy Son."
Chrysanthemum Douluo appeared. He, along with the others, had automatically forgotten that Ah Yin was in fact a hundred-thousand-year soul beast in human form who had just offered her sacrifice.
"Transmit this order immediately: Father was ambushed by that reprobate who annihilated the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, that depraved soul master Bibi Dong. She used foul means to kill him. This news must reach every Spirit Hall branch throughout the continent!"
"Yes, Holy Son!" (x2)
After Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo left, Qian Renchuan turned around, gazing at the steps leading to the Pope's throne. It was as though he could see his father still sitting there, tears welling up in his eyes again.
"Father, now that you are gone, I'll do my utmost to stabilize Spirit Hall for you."
Inside the Douluo Hall:
Qian Renxue sat down cross-legged. From Spirit Hall's treasury, she had taken a golden bead. Around that bead, faint gold mist swirled—this was the divine-bestowed spirit ring from Qian Xunji's trade with Bo Saixi.
"A hundred-thousand-year spirit ring is a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring. I must hurry and become a god, to bring back my parents!"
Unconcerned with anything else, Qian Renxue prepared to crush that divine-bestowed ring. Right then, Ghost Douluo rushed in, out of breath:
"Holy Daughter, we found it, we found it! In the Star Dou Great Forest, we've discovered a soul beast that quite likely surpasses one hundred thousand years!"
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