Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen Approaching

Chapter 88 The Horrifying Power of a Love-Obsessed Person! (Together)

Several days have passed since Qian Renxue fully entered the bountiful region.

The atmosphere of Tiandou City has quietly changed.

Right now,

Inside the imperial palace of Tiandou City, the lanterns were lit and the night was growing dark.

Moonlight streamed through the glazed tiles of the palace, illuminating Qian Renxue's snow-white skin.

Having regained her appearance as Prince Xue Qinghe, Qian Renxue sat alone before her luxurious dressing table, her eyes unfocused, seemingly lost in deep thought.

Her fingers gently played with the ends of her hair, the movement soft and mechanical, over and over again, as if she were caught in some kind of unconscious loop, enjoying it immensely.

Time slipped away quietly, several days passing through her fingers, yet her thoughts seemed to linger on the edge of the bountiful land.

Her identity was special, and in order to complete the mission, she immediately reverted to Xue Qinghe's disguise and returned to Tiandou City after entering the Land of Abundance.

Her changes were so subtle that the Title Douluos around her couldn't possibly notice anything amiss.

Life within the palace remained as vibrant and peaceful as ever.

During this time, She Long raised a question about why the 100,000-year-old soul bone failed to attract the blade, but Qian Renxue just smiled faintly and casually brushed it off. Now that she has obtained the power of abundance, she is even more composed and unhurried.

Her eyes were deep, now concealing countless secrets; her heart was already plotting an even more far-reaching scheme!

At this moment, the bronze mirror on the dressing table reflected her exquisite face, her eyes sparkling with excitement in the night, and a faint smile on her lips, but the smile did not reach her eyes.

Everything seemed normal and peaceful.

Only she herself knows that she has never fully recovered from her experience in that thatched hut.

The scene from that day is etched deep in her soul, and no matter how time flows, it can never be erased!

That day, after making up her mind to follow in Blade's footsteps, she accepted his power without hesitation.

It was a power completely different from the Blue Silver Emperor's; it was as fierce as a storm and as deep as the abyss, leaving her shocked and feeling an unprecedented, intense impact.

Compared to the gentle and enduring power of the Blue Silver Emperor, the power given by the blade was so domineering and direct. It seemed to ignite every drop of blood in her body in an instant, giving her a thrill that transcended her limits.

That feeling was like an electric current running through every nerve in her body, making her tremble all over, an experience she would never forget.

Moreover, during the process of receiving the power, she wondered if it was her usual competitive spirit at work, but she thought that after experiencing the abundant power of the Blue Silver Emperor, the power given by the Blade was nothing more than a similar one.

Driven by this illusion, she even attempted to confront the power of abundance along the way, wanting to prove her strength.

However, the result is self-evident.

Her power was like an anthill compared to a mountain, collapsing instantly before the power of abundance.

At that moment, Qian Renxue felt an unprecedented sense of defeat and powerlessness. Her body felt as if it were being torn apart by a tremendous force, and her will almost collapsed in that instant.

Her pride and confidence were shattered in the face of that unparalleled power.

This left even the blade speechless. The power it granted was prolonged for quite a while, mainly because she showed some resistance. Since the tool's requirements were voluntary, this almost turned her into a monster.

Fortunately, Qian Renxue suddenly became incredibly determined and didn't let a small matter cause a big loss. With Ren's help, she finally managed to enter the Land of Abundance without any major incident and completed the transformation of her power.

At this moment, Qian Renxue, sitting in front of the dressing table, recalled that interlude, and her face flushed, as if she had returned to that moment of tension and excitement.

As the person directly involved, she naturally had a deep impression of it.

She understood, of course, that when she accepted the power, it was because of her competitive spirit and a reluctance to admit defeat. She wanted to fight back in a one-on-one duel that conformed to martial ethics, which almost caused her to faint.

However, in the critical moment before she fainted, her mind flashed back to the nearly one-year-long, persistent investigation into the blade.

The bizarre events and mysterious clues in those investigations switched rapidly like scenes from a movie, and each time they flashed by, it was Ren's deep and elusive face, and the truth about him as an extraordinary being, almost equivalent to a god.

Those shocking moments, those instants when this man repeatedly refreshed her understanding, gave Qian Renxue an indescribable and unforgettable feeling for this man she had known for almost a year.

It was a complex mix of emotions, including awe, curiosity, and even a subtle sense of dependence.

Just when she felt she was about to collapse, on the verge of a mental breakdown, it was her usually suppressed romantic thoughts that suddenly took over.

Suddenly, a blush-inducing thought that had popped into her mind not long ago during a moment of unintentional contemplation came to mind.

Those thoughts were so shameful that she dared not think about them for even a second when she was sober.

But at that moment, she grasped at a straw, knowing full well that she was developing into a monstrous thing twisted by power, yet she still frantically conjured up countless inappropriate images in her mind because of her strong feelings for the blade.

The images were so vivid that they solidified her resolve, making her absolutely willing, deep down, to accept the power of abundance and follow in Blade's footsteps!

It was this thought, this emotional outburst, that made up for her mistake, preventing her from giving up at the last moment and preventing things from escalating into an irreversible disaster.

Recalling these memories, Qian Renxue's heart raced at that moment, her cheeks burning as if they could fry an egg. But she knew that it was these unspeakable emotions that allowed her to stand firm amidst the torrent of power and ultimately successfully accept the power of abundance.

Otherwise, what awaits her is likely the Fragmented Sword, that legendary weapon.

If an evil creature is born, Ren will show no mercy. He has never hesitated when wielding his sword, and he can always cut down anything that hinders his mission without hesitation.

Moreover, even if the mission is lost, it is not an irreparable loss for Blade.

Mission failed? That doesn't mean the role-playing progress can't be increased; it just means more time is needed, and time is the one thing Blade has in abundance.

He wanders through the river of time; would he really care about a brief delay?

Soon, Xue Qinghe, who was sitting in front of the dressing table, quickly shook her head, trying to pull herself out of that incredible scene that even she herself couldn't believe she could imagine.

She gently patted her flushed cheeks with her fingers; the heat was almost enough to ignite the surrounding air.

Then, she took a deep breath, feeling the abundant power that gave her immense pleasure, making her feel excited and trembling.

That power flowed through her body, telling her that she had entered a new realm, a domain she had once dreamed of.

She couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation, hoping that Ren could come to Tiandou City as soon as possible.

After being separated for several days, she finally recovered and inexplicably had a strong desire to see him, to fight alongside him, and to further master and integrate this powerful force under his guidance.

Her eyes shone with anticipation, and her heart began to pound for the future that might come.

Moreover, having experienced all of this, Qian Renxue, setting aside the absolute loyalty brought about by power, is now wholeheartedly focused on completing all of Blade's tasks.

Her heart was filled with gratitude and reverence, like a believer's unconditional devotion to God!

After all, even a fool could understand what an honor and opportunity it would be to follow a god who is incredibly handsome, powerful, and generous with his strength!

She could see a path to the top, and the blade was the guiding light on that path.

Furthermore, once she has fully mastered the power of abundance under Blade's training and guidance, she will no longer fear any powerful enemy.

She believed that titled Douluo, level 100, or even gods of level 100 or higher were all a joke! She would stand at the pinnacle of the world, looking down upon all living beings, and become a true powerhouse.

After a long while, she finally calmed her excitement, joy, and anticipation. Suddenly, her attitude changed, and she commanded towards the door in a serious and solemn tone:

"The most luxurious mansion I demanded must be flawless!! If I personally inspect it and it doesn't meet my expectations in the slightest, you will all face my wrath!"

Her voice was cold and authoritative, revealing an unquestionable imperial demeanor. The guards and servants outside the door responded in unison, "Yes, sir!" Their voices were uniform and filled with awe.

They all knew that this prince's temper was not to be trifled with, and any slight negligence could lead to serious consequences.

So they quickly quickened their pace to ensure that every detail of the residence prepared for a certain guest met His Highness's high standards!

next day

the other side,

Sunlight filtered through the sparse clouds, casting its glow on the path leading to Soto.

Tang San and Xiao Wu moved slowly along the winding road, finally arriving at this renowned city.

The little rascal was filled with anticipation and nervousness at the thought of reporting to Shrek Academy, which the master had said only accepted monsters.

Moreover, he was quite patient; throughout the journey, he did his best to serve this rogue rabbit's various demanding and unreasonable requests!

He couldn't beat them.

As for the reason, his Haotian father was almost crippled by the blade, so it was impossible for him to be by his side to monitor the rabbit and protect him!

Without Tang Hao's surveillance, Xiao Wu's talent was able to flourish freely.

With her original talent, leveling up would have been as rapid as riding a roller coaster. It wouldn't have been like in the original story, where she was raised by Tang Hao and, after a few years, her strength was actually comparable to Tang San's.

Now, thanks to Ren Wuxin's actions, Xiao Wu's level has far surpassed Tang San's. Like a wild horse, she is free and full of energy, and her strength is rapidly improving through constant training.

Moreover, Tang San listened to Gangzi and ruined his future, so it's no wonder he couldn't win!

Secondly, it was due to Tang San's obsession. He was willing to play the role of a sycophant just to firmly grasp this 100,000-year soul ring.

In his view, this spirit ring not only represents power, but also compensation for everything he has lost, something he can never let go of.

Over the years, Tang San has suffered too much hardship and setbacks. He has sacrificed too much for his grand plan.

Therefore, he had long been accustomed to these additional "sins," even to the point of being somewhat numb. In his world, as long as the ultimate goal could be achieved, these sacrifices were worthwhile.

Tang San went to great lengths to please this 100,000-year-old rabbit.

He was willing to do anything, even the most humble and arduous tasks, without ever flinching.

He gritted his teeth every day, enduring all kinds of pain and setbacks. Even when he was beaten black and blue, he never had the thought of backing down!

At this moment, the streets of Soto were bustling with noise and excitement.

A spectacular sight, no less impressive than when the blade appeared, attracted a large crowd of onlookers.

They gathered together, pointing and talking amongst themselves. But this time, the crowd wasn't drawn by the stunningly beautiful Ren, but by an incredibly abstract and absurd spectacle.

In the center of the crowd, a man dressed as a bunny girl became the center of attention.

His outfit was so extravagant it was almost outrageous; he wore high heels and swayed with every step, making him look incredibly comical.

His appearance was already unremarkable, even somewhat ugly, and with that flashy and abstract makeup, it was even more unbearable to look at.

The man was pulling a lavishly decorated rickshaw, head down, walking silently, seemingly enduring immense humiliation.

Upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that this man is none other than Tang San!

And sitting in the car was naturally Xiao Wu.

She sat leisurely in the car, looking superior, seemingly unconcerned about Tang San's plight, and even somewhat smug.

In contrast, Tang San gritted his teeth, silently chanting that it was all for the sake of the 100,000-year soul ring. He dared not look up at anyone, fearing that he would lose his courage under such humiliating gazes.

His heart was filled with contradictions: on the one hand, there was his plan to raise Xiao Wu's uterus, and on the other hand, there was his struggle with his own dignity.

But in the end, he chose to endure it. For that 100,000-year soul ring that he treasured, he was willing to pay any price.

At this moment, Xiao Wu, dressed in pink, sat in the car, completely unconcerned about other people's opinions. Her mindset seemed to be entirely different from Tang San's.

She wore a pink dress and bunny ears, making her look both playful and a little arrogant.

Her eyes were full of mockery, and she felt no embarrassment at the crowd gathered around her; on the contrary, she found it amusing.

She even felt that the crowd wasn't big enough or lively enough, so she picked up the whip she had just learned to use and lashed it hard at Tang San's buttocks, which had a rabbit-shaped tail.

The sound of the whip striking flesh was crisp and loud, drawing gasps and laughter from the onlookers.

Xiao Wu appeared extremely dissatisfied, her face filled with anger as she angrily rebuked, "You little bastard, what's wrong? You're already tired after such a short time? I bet you can't stand a beating without it, can you?" Her voice was sharp and full of provocation.

"So many people are watching! If you don't satisfy me, do you want to be beaten so badly that you can't get up for three days??" Xiao Wu continued to roar, her eyes revealing a cold expectation, as if she couldn't wait for Tang San to really embarrass himself.

"When the time comes, I'll beat not only you, but also your bald-headed master!" Xiao Wu brandished her whip, threatening, her expression twisted with extreme anger.

Seeing Tang San's half-dead, humiliated appearance, Xiao Wu was so angry she wanted to bite him.

She was secretly dissatisfied. The few people around her couldn't cause any commotion. She wanted more; she wanted the entire city of Soto to witness Tang San's humiliation!

After all, ever since I met a blue-silver lady and learned that she was a servant of Blade, I have learned a lot of information from her!

Once she learned that making Tang San suffer and beating him up would give her a chance to see Ren, Xiao Wu began to hatch all sorts of wicked schemes.

A seed of longing was instantly planted in my heart.

She started to go to any lengths, and she would try anything that could displease Tang San without hesitation.

She was fully embracing her mischievous nature, trying to toy with Tang San while also taking a step closer to the Blade.

The woman in blue silver also promised to protect her and gave her some things to protect herself, which made Xiao Wu feel more at ease and bolder.

She remembered the little items her older sister had given her, each one containing extraordinary power, which became the source of her unbridled confidence.

After all, Xiao Wu hadn't seen the blade she longed for since that hotel incident in the past few years.

Naturally, when she learned that beating up Tang San would allow her to see the blade, she was so excited that her heart almost jumped out of her already voluptuous chest!

Is there anything more important than seeing your savior?

In Xiao Wu's heart, no, absolutely not!

Therefore, she began to torment Tang San to her heart's content. Every blow and every humiliation was for the ultimate goal—to see the blade.

In her world, beating up scoundrels has become a part of her life, an almost insane obsession that drives her to constantly find her own happiness in Tang San's suffering.

Xiao Wu had only one thought in her mind: as long as she could see the blade, she would do anything, even if it meant trampling everything else!

(End of this chapter)