Douluo: I am Qian Xunji, not the Secret Chamber Douluo

But He is kind-hearted. You failed the divine test but He didn't want to see you die. He saved your life and appointed you as a high priest. Be grateful.

The Rakshasa God's abacus beads were clicking loudly, but little did he know that Qian Xunji remained completely unmoved.

Qian Xunji was completely bewildered and exclaimed in shock, "I don't understand!"

Rakshasa God? A Rakshasa God exam? Even a dog wouldn't take that!

How could a grown man like him be targeted by Rakshasa Goddess, a "crazy woman" who complains about everything and is full of resentment?

Would the Rakshasa god be kind enough to give this angel descendant a divine test?

Believing in the nonsense of the Rakshasa God is less valuable than believing that netizens are Qin Shi Huang.

Even if the Rakshasa God Trial were real, Qian Xunji would not accept it, much less participate in the Rakshasa God Trial and inherit the Rakshasa God position.

As everyone knows, the Rakshasa god is extremely stingy.

Among the four great divine trials in Douyi, the Rakshasa God trial yielded the fewest good rewards.

It's one thing if the amount of stuff they give is small.

This guy's got a screw loose; he's suppressing the examinee's cultivation level.

Isn't this just plain insane?!

Furthermore, becoming the successor of the Rakshasa God will inevitably make one a target of the Asura God.

Even if one successfully passes the test, inherits the divine position, and ascends to the divine realm, one will still be an unlucky soul targeted by a powerful god-king.

After ascending to the God Realm, one can directly seek refuge with the God of Destruction, which would allow one to enjoy the shade of a powerful tree and relax for a while.

The fear is that the goddess of life will turn against the god of destruction, and they will both be sacrificed.

The only way to survive is to abdicate early, leave the divine realm, and become a wanderer in the universe.

Unlike the God-King, a Level One God does not possess an almost endless lifespan.

Without the warmth of immortal spirits to nourish the body after leaving the realm of gods, who knows how long one can live?

“I refuse,” Qian Xunji said bluntly.

Hearing that Qian Xunji, this mortal, this ant, dared to refuse his invitation.

Originally full of confidence, believing that Qian Xunji would not refuse him, Rakshasa God was so angry that his face became ferocious.

"How dare a mere ant refuse me, the god! I'm furious!"

"Damn angel descendant, just like that pretentious, high-and-mighty bitch Angel God, they're both so infuriating and disgusting!"

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" The Rakshasa God was furious, panting heavily, his eyes bloodshot.

He stared intently at Qian Xunji from afar, wishing he could tear him to pieces and fry him in oil.

As gods, they have the power to do whatever they want.

Qian Xunji is not the successor of the Asura God. If He wants to do something to him, why should He have any concerns?

As for that bitch Angel God!

The original body is dead, and the wisp of divine thought left in Douluo Continent is also about to dissipate.

A mortal without divine backing can be killed without consequence.

Aside from that bitch Angel God, what saintly God would care about the life or death of mortals?

Even Poseidon, that hypocrite, only cares about the lives of his followers.

Just as the Rakshasa God stretched out his hand, pointing at Qian Xunji, intending to unleash a Rakshasa Death Ray on this ant who had rejected him.

A voice, seemingly imbued with supreme power and domineering authority, which rendered Him powerless to resist, exploded in His mind.

"roll!"

The single word "Get out" contained immense power, almost causing this Rakshasa divine thought to disperse.

Faced with a god-king level being even more powerful than the original body of this first-level god, the wisp of divine thought left by the Rakshasa God in the City of Slaughter was immediately frightened away.

He was afraid that he was too slow and would be wiped out by this unknown god-king.

Qian Xunji has a god-king level powerhouse as his backer, and even if he had ten thousand lives, he wouldn't dare to attack him.

Rakshasa God fled the City of Slaughter, intending to return as king after Qian Xunji left, and enjoy the negative emotional energy constantly provided by the Fallen Ones.

Meanwhile, Qian Xunji, filled with anxiety, did not receive any retribution from the Rakshasa God. Instead, she assumed that the Asura God had done something divine to warn the Rakshasa God.

Little did they know that the system mother couldn't stand the shamelessness of some old guy who bullied the younger generation and his own human offspring.

The warning was issued, scaring away the Rakshasa god.

Without the Rakshasa God's continued efforts, the Fallen Ones in the City of Slaughter no longer relentlessly and fearlessly pursued Qian Xunji day and night.

When the purple orb above her head disappeared, the Fallen Ones stopped chasing her, which made Qian Xunji, who was used to being chased, feel a little uncomfortable.

These fallen ones all hid and played a game of hide-and-seek with him throughout the entire Killing City.

This caused his efficiency in hunting the Fallen to plummet.

The number of people killed daily by the Fallen has plummeted.

"Play guerrilla warfare with me?"

"You foolish Douluo natives are still ten thousand years too early!"

The spiritual power of the Divine Origin Realm, the divine sense born from it, combined with the ninth soul skill, Spiritual Exploration, allowed Qian Xunji to easily find the constantly moving Fallen Ones.

With his fourth soul skill, Angelic Blade, for long-range sniping, Qian Xunji can kill enemies from a thousand meters away even if he stands still.

Time flies, years pass like a song, and the occasional shrill screams of the fallen form a beautiful melody.

He who kills will be killed by others.

Chihiro walked briskly through the streets of the killing city, her feet treading on the blood-soaked, sticky stone slabs.

He drove a group of surviving fallen ones from the outer city toward the inner city's killing field.

In the past six months, 80% of the fallen in the Killing City have been killed.

The only reason these fallen ones are kept alive is because enough blood is needed to open the path to hell.

Because the Angel Thousand Family has a small population, Qian Xunji has no immediate plans to treat the Killing City as a farm for the Fallen and manage it properly.

At worst, we can raise some soft-boned rabbits in the Killing City.

The soft-boned rabbit is prolific and reproduces quickly.

Little by little, if we kill 100,000 ten-year-old Soft Bone Rabbits, I refuse to believe we can't create a Title Douluo with an Angel Martial Soul.

If that doesn't work, then kill another 100,000, until you become a Title Douluo.

Hellish Slaughter Field.

Qian Xunji drove the remaining fallen ones here and cut all their arteries, letting their blood stain the floor red.

Perhaps due to insufficient blood, although the Hell Slaughter Arena glowed red, it did not open the passage to Hell Road.

Seeing this, Qianxunji had no choice but to take out a large number of well-preserved, still-warm soft-boned rabbit corpses from the system space, cut their arteries and veins, and let the blood drip onto the floor tiles.

Chapter 9 Road to Hell

The City of Slaughter, the Road to Hell.

When Qian Xunji, clad in imperial armor, stepped into this place, he felt a stifling heat that made him somewhat uncomfortable.

Unlike Tang San and Hu Liena, who had low cultivation levels in the original story, he could fly.

The chaotic terrain and obstacles on the Hell Road were like nothing to him.

Compared to Tang San and Hu Liena, who went into death mode as soon as they stepped onto the Hell Road, Qian Xunji strolled around as if taking a walk.

Below is the churning, boiling Yellow Springs Blood River, its waters formed from the combined soul power and blood of millennia-old losers. It contains potent poison and violent, malevolent energy, and the rising heat scorches the flesh; anyone who gets too close will have their soul power dissipate.

Of course, this applies to ordinary Soul Masters.

For Qian Xunji, a Limit Douluo powerhouse who had undergone the tempering of ice and fire and possessed an indestructible body, this was nothing at all.

It's just hot water that's red and smells of blood; nothing to worry about.

On the contrary, Qian Xunji was quite interested in what lay beneath the Yellow Springs Blood River.

A distance of a thousand meters, a king falls from the sky, freefalling in just 14 seconds.

Activate the system's storage function and retrieve Bloody Mary from the River of Blood in the Underworld.

Qian Xunji was curious whether feeding Bloody Mary to normal soul beasts could help them grow faster and increase their cultivation years.

If possible, mass-producing 100,000-year-old soul beasts is not a dream.

If that doesn't work, then it's highly likely that the soul beasts that have consumed Bloody Mary will evolve into evil soul beasts.

Either of these two outcomes would make him incredibly wealthy.

When all the Bloody Mary in the Yellow Springs Blood River was drained, Qian Xunji used his ninth soul skill, Spiritual Detection, to scan and scan, but he couldn't find any useful information.

There's nothing here except for a transformation array.

This formation is still useful, but we can't dismantle it and take it away.