DD—Chapter 1: I Became Qian Xunji's Elder Brother
Gorgeous palaces make up the classical and sacred Spirit Hall, which looks magnificent in the sun.
In the Spirit Hall— a palace that inspires awe— Qian Xunfeng looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle with some thought.
"Today I broke through the 90th level, and I will let Elder Lion take me to get the spirit ring."
Qian Xunfeng was lying on the sofa. Since he was successfully hit by a truck and flew 80 meters away 38 years ago, he found himself transported to the Douluo Continent.
He is also Qian Xunji's brother from the same mother, and because of him, Qianxunji and he appeared ten years later— though this has little impact.
As for the Spirit Hall, as far as he knows, there are many "wise" people here, and everyone possesses remarkable "wisdom."
In later periods, it can almost be said that the soldiers of the Spirit Empire shed their blood and lives on the front lines, while the three idiots of the Spirit Hall in the back showed mercy to the enemy and let them go.
Isn't this the result of bloody battles among ministers? Why did His Majesty collaborate with the enemy?
Fortunately, he successfully awakened his martial soul, and a benign mutation occurred.
What made Qian Xunfeng most happy was that the four pairs of wings behind his angel martial soul represented: the red gold of the Seraph, the platinum of the Archangel, the light blue of the Cherubim, and the pure gold of the Power Angel.
He can switch between four forms at will, and the soul skills of each form are different— this means he has thirty-six soul skills and four life martial souls that can be switched at will.
The only drawback is that his martial soul, which has four extreme attributes—light, fire, time, and space—makes his cultivation speed very slow. Now, at age 38, he has just broken through the 90th level.
Although progress is slow, he remains the youngest titled Douluo on the Douluo Continent.
"After obtaining the ninth soul ring, I can start planning the future development of the Spirit Hall."
A trace of ambition flashed in Qian Xunfeng's eyes. After he takes over as Pope, he will spare no effort to develop the Spirit Hall so that the entire Douluo Continent becomes the Qian Clan Continent.
Although he looked down on Tang San's actions in his previous life, he truly came to this world without using some means.
In an emergency, his methods would be a thousand times more cruel than those of Tang Budha.
"It's just that this Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well—how come I haven't found it after ten years of searching?"
Qian Xunfeng frowned slightly. Since he obtained the seventh soul ring in Sunset Forest, he sent Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo to visit the forest whenever he was free.
"I can only wait a little longer."
Qian Xunfeng is confident in himself and the current strength of the Spirit Hall. At worst, he can rely on Poison Douluo in the future. If Poison Douluo refuses to join the Spirit Hall, then he has no choice but to eliminate him. The Immortal Herbs must be obtained.
Besides, as long as he doesn't die, he can't afford to be sidelined in later stages— especially not by massacring the Clear Sky Sect. He is not like the stubborn old man who stays in the Pope's Palace with a group of otaku uncles every day, thinking about passing the Pope's position to him as soon as possible.
He aims to turn the Douluo Continent into the Qian Clan Continent and make it his backyard garden. As for the civilians— well, that's just a fantasy. With no bloodline connection, aside from the benign mutation of the martial soul, he cannot think of any way for civilians to turn the tide.
What he can do is wait for the future unification of the continent to reduce the burden on civilians, preventing their destruction. After all, they are the main source of grassroots soul masters in the Spirit Hall.
As for Bibi Dong, she was not accepted as a disciple by Qianxunji as in the original work but was accepted by him because Bibi Dong, from the original story, is a completely ungrateful person— only remembering grudges and not kindness.
If Bibi Dong repeats her original life's actions according to the original work, Qian Xunfeng wouldn't mind preparing a perfect dog-training plan for her.
Just wait for her to elope with Yu Xiaogang, guiding her step by step into the trap he has designed, turning her into a loyal dog obedient to him.
Qian Xunfeng sees nothing wrong with this. Not killing Bibi Dong is the greatest grace he can grant her.
"According to the timeline, it's time for Bibi Dong to tell me about her mess with Yu Xiaogang."
Thinking of this, a cold light flashed in Qian Xunfeng's eyes. He has devised a perfect plan to torture Yu Xiaogang.
"Young Master, the Pope requests your presence."
At this moment, a cardinal interrupted Qian Xunfeng's thoughts.
"Understood."
Qian Xunfeng straightened his posture.
It's just right for a few uncles to take him to get the 100,000-year soul ring. After all, his first two soul rings are both 100,000 years old.
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The Pope's Palace
"Here I come."
In the hall, Qian Daoliu held the Pope's scepter, his golden hair shining slightly in the sunlight.
"Breaking through level 90? Not bad."
Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Xunfeng with great admiration. He was quite satisfied with his son. His seventh soul ring was 100,000 years old. He had just entered the Soul Saint stage but was able to fight against the Snake Lance Douluo— who had opened his martial soul body— and was slightly superior. He considered him smart since childhood.
In his heart, he had already trained Qian Xunfeng as the next Pope and future Great Priest.
"Yes, Father. This time I want Uncle Xiongshi and Uncle Guangling to accompany me to get the soul ring."
"Okay. When you break through the Title Douluo level, you will undergo the test of the God Ancestor. Feng'er, your talent is excellent, and you will surely surpass your father in the future. Maybe you will ascend to the God Realm like the God Ancestor one day."
Qian Daoliu finished speaking with hope and sent a voice message to call Xiongshi and Guangling. Not long after, the burly Xiongshi Douluo (Mighty Lion Douluo) arrived first, followed by the more elegant Guangling Douluo (Glowing Features Douluo).
At this time, both were level 96— surpassing ten years later— level 97 Super Douluo.
"Xiongshi, Guangling, take the team to find the ninth soul ring for Feng'er, following the trail of this 100,000-year-old soul beast on the map."
"Yes, Your Holiness."
Qian Xunfeng walked to the door, with Xiongshi and Guangling Douluo leading nearly five soul Douluos and about a hundred soul saints toward the Star Dou Great Forest.
When they reached the outskirts of the forest, they moved swiftly, crushing anyone who blocked their path.
Based on intelligence, the 100,000-year soul beast they seek is the Extreme Flame Swift Wolf, a soul beast with extreme killing power— exactly the type Qian Xunfeng dreamed of.
Additionally, the soul bones previously obtained from two 100,000-year soul beasts were the left arm bone and right leg bone, respectively. He did not absorb the left arm bone.
Because that bone was hunted when he acquired his seventh soul ring, it was a healing type. Qian Xunfeng didn't want to gamble on what skills it might produce, so he kept it for now to see if better options appeared later.
Anyway, his soul skills are enough for healing and amplification, and he doesn't lack this small healing ability.
"Roar~"
Qian Xunfeng brought a large team this time. Approaching the Extreme Flame Swift Wolf, the loud noise was detected by the Extreme Flame Swift Wolf King immediately.
The intelligence of a hundred-thousand-year soul beast is not much different from humans. Seeing the newcomer was unfriendly and unable to defeat him, the Extreme Flame Swift Wolf King led the surrounding wolf cubs to escape.
"Surround these cubs! Guangling—long-range sniper the Extreme Flame Swift Wolf King!"
The Mighty Lion Douluo looked at the Extreme Flame Swift Wolf King leading the retreat.
"Martial Soul True Body!"
A lion larger than the Extreme Flame Swift Wolf King, covered with flames, appeared in front of him.
"Fifth soul skill—Crazy Lion Claw!"
The lion's claws lit with fierce fire as they fiercely grabbed the Extreme Flame Swift Wolf King.
"Rip!"
With a scream, three bloody marks appeared on the Extreme Flame Swift Wolf King's massive body, sparking and burning the flesh.
"Those damn humans."
After practicing for 100,000 years, the soul beast can speak the human language. At this moment, the Wolf King didn't care about his scars; he could only be alert for the next attack from the Mighty Lion Douluo.
"Search!" A surge of soul power transformed into an icy feather that cut through the sky, piercing the Extreme Flame Swift Wolf King's body and flowing unstoppably until a pool of blood pooled on the ground.
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