Douluo Continent: Peerless Angel Qian Renxue

Chapter 321 The Holy Spirit Cult's Grand Elder

Qian Renxue and Lin Mengtong arrived at a valley in the Jingyang Mountains, the very place where she had previously imprisoned the Blue Silver Emperor.

At this moment, Blue Silver Emperor dared not have any wicked thoughts at all, because he already knew who had placed the soul curse in his body. That person was someone who could kill a Limit Douluo and even directly refine their soul.

Qian Renxue looked at the girl Lin Mengtong had brought back and asked curiously, "Where did you kidnap her from? Shouldn't she be in Shrek City?"

Lin Mengtong waved her hand: "Hey, you should know that I went to the Heavenly Soul Empire, right? I was the one who persuaded Su Tong to come back. At the time, I just wanted to go to the Heavenly Soul Empire to see if I could find the location of the Rat Sect or something, but I ended up finding two other things."

Lin Mengtong casually patted Tang Ya on the shoulder, making her kneel down. Qian Renxue did not stop her.

"This aura..." Qian Renxue sensed Tang Ya's presence faintly. "Has she fallen?"

"Look at what you're saying," Lin Mengtong said sarcastically. "How could the people from Shrek Academy and Tang Sect have fallen into depravity? They've simply found a cultivation method that truly suits them."

Qian Renxue shrugged: "It's a pity you came back so late, otherwise I really wanted to show this brat to Mu En."

A fierce glint flashed in Lin Mengtong's eyes: "I sensed it on my way back. Good riddance."

"Speaking of which, what did you bring her back for? Why didn't you just kill her?" Qian Renxue looked at Tang Ya kneeling on the ground with interest. "This girl's mind is a bit off. Did she damage her brain when she fell into depravity?"

Tang Ya's eyes remained lifeless, but upon hearing these words, she raised her head. However, the instant she saw Qian Renxue, it was as if she had seen some kind of nemesis; her previously upright kneeling body collapsed to the ground.

Qian Renxue was taken aback, then realized that it must have been the sacred aura she had unintentionally emitted that made Tang Ya, who had become a fallen one, feel an innate sense of fear.

"You are... the one I met back then..." Tang Ya stammered.

"Yes, it's me. We meet again." Qian Renxue tilted her head. "Your name, isn't it Tang Ya?"

"Yes..." Tang Ya said tremblingly.

"Are you a descendant of Tang San?" Qian Renxue asked.

Upon hearing the name Tang San, Tang Ya's eyes instantly reddened, as if she were about to cry, and then she covered her face and sobbed.

From her intermittent words, Qian Renxue could tell that this Tang Ya was not a direct descendant of Tang San. Rather, when Tang San ascended to the God Realm, he designated a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul Master who had joined the Tang Sect and cultivated to the level of a Title Douluo, and made that person change his surname to Tang, making him the next sect leader, and so the lineage continued.

However, Blue Silver Grass is ultimately just Blue Silver Grass. Even if its ancestors received some blessings from Tang San and reached the title level, it cannot change the fact that it is a useless martial soul. Over the course of ten thousand years, those blessings have long been exhausted.

If Tang Ya hadn't activated the hidden devouring talent of the Blue Silver Grass, she would at most be a Soul Master now.

"The point isn't her," Lin Mengtong said. "It's her soul tool and what's in her head."

As she spoke, Lin Mengtong took out a book called "Xuantian Baolu" and handed it to Qian Renxue.

"What is this?" Qian Renxue took the book, casually flipped through it, and then her pupils suddenly contracted.

Her hands were trembling slightly, because in this book, she saw...

One Hundred Solutions to Hidden Weapons!

The memories of the dead resurfaced in her mind; more accurately, it was the pain in her heart that was constantly stimulating her.

"Guanyin sheds tears, Buddha rages over the Tang Lotus, Zhuge's Divine Crossbow..." Qian Renxue tried her best to calm herself down. "Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique?"

She asked Tang Ya in confusion, "Shouldn't this hammer technique belong to the Clear Sky Sect? Although your Tang Sect and the Clear Sky Sect have a connection, you shouldn't have the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul, right?"

Tang Ya looked utterly dejected, as if she had lost all will to live, and had no intention of answering Qian Renxue's words.

Qian Renxue frowned, slapped her, and a faint wisp of holy fire flowed into her body.

"Ah—!" Tang Ya screamed in agony.

"Speak! Don't think I'll show you any mercy." Qian Renxue's eyes held a hint of darkness. "...This is a self-created soul skill passed down from Tang San's ancestor, named after the Dance of the Chaotic Cloak... It's different from the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique." Tang Ya said in fear, "The Clear Sky Sect, under pressure from Tang San's ancestor's reputation, didn't dare to object."

Qian Renxue nodded slightly: "Do you know the location of the Haotian Sect?"

Hearing this, a hint of resentment flashed in Tang Ya's eyes. This time, she didn't hesitate at all: "I know! Back then..."

Qian Renxue interrupted her: "Where?"

"They're hidden in the Deep Cloud Mountains in the northern part of the Heavenly Soul Empire. They've remained hidden in the mountains because they possess an unknown secret technique that distorts the space around their sect, so no one has ever discovered them," Tang Ya said softly. "I've been there before."

Qian Renxue and Lin Mengtong exchanged a glance. A secret technique capable of distorting space—it seems the Haotian Sect is indeed under protection. They just wondered who had set up this spatial technique.

"Who is the current sect leader of Haotian Sect, and how strong is he?" Qian Renxue continued to ask.

"If I told you, you could... Ah!" Tang Ya hadn't finished speaking when she let out a scream.

"Did I tell you to name your terms?" A thin whip appeared in Qian Renxue's hand, and she lashed Tang Ya with it, causing Tang Ya's eyes to turn a strange purplish-red.

Tang Ya felt an even greater pressure, completely opposite to the holy aura she had felt before. It was a sense of oppression from her soul after she became a Fallen One.

Suddenly, she looked up at Qian Renxue, knelt down and crawled to her side, whispering, "Currently, the Clear Sky Sect has two sect leaders, named Niu Tian and Titan. They should be the two sacrificial soul beasts that followed Tang San when he first... Tang San ascended to the God Realm. I don't know their specific cultivation levels. However, the Clear Sky Sect's current strength should be at least nine Title Douluo, because I heard them mention that the Ninth Elder is a level 92 being."

At least nine Title Douluos? The little devil frowned imperceptibly; this was not good news. Given the current situation, if war broke out later, they would likely have to face this group.

It can only be said that the Clear Sky Sect has figured out how to play the rat game. Ten thousand years ago, they quietly developed to the point that all their elders were titled Douluo.

—Although they didn’t seem to end up appearing on the battlefield at Jialing Pass.

But that's not important! What's important is that this time we're probably really going to have to fight these people.

Suddenly, the little devil seemed to remember something: "The Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, do you know its current situation?"

Tang Ya was taken aback, then thought hard for a moment and shook her head: "I know where it is, but I can't get in. There's a poison array around it, created by a species called the Seven Deadly Flowers of Azure Phosphorus. And..."

Suddenly, Tang Ya seemed to want to say something, but with her eyes wide open, she couldn't utter a word.

"A curse similar to a seal!" Lin Mengtong slapped Tang Ya on the back, knocking her unconscious. "A curse has been placed inside her, probably passed down through her bloodline, preventing her from speaking out."

The little devil nodded slightly, a rough guess forming in his mind. The curse placed in Tang Ya's bloodline was probably similar to the one planted in Zhong Liwu's body, and would be passed down through the bloodline.

Because he heard Ye Xishui say that the Zhongliwu lineage seemed to have started from his grandfather's generation.

At this moment, she looked up at Lin Mengtong: "You should have investigated the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, right?"

"The Holy Spirit Cult's...Grand Elder."

"We can't fully commit to the Western Hills right now, but we've already triggered that mysterious place. Let's trap them inside first, and then deal with them later. By then, Shrek Academy's elite forces will be wiped out, let's see what they have left to fight us with."

Xu Tianran said, "That's what I meant too. But, is it certain that place can trap them?"

The mysterious Grand Preceptor said in a deep voice, "That place imprisoned my grandfather for a hundred years. My grandfather's cultivation was no weaker than Long Bo's. What he ultimately brought out was only a small part of this mysterious place. That place is simply beyond human capabilities. Once a mistake is made, it results in at least ten years of imprisonment until death. After it is activated, even Title Douluo cannot fly and must undergo trials within it to have any chance of escaping. My grandfather made three mistakes within it and was imprisoned for a hundred years. Didn't we already try it before? Of those thrown in, less than one in ten came out alive. I have already ordered Xiao Feng to go around West Mountain and guard the exit with my four elders. Even if someone is lucky enough to get out, they will be killed without hesitation."

"Alright." Xu Tianran nodded vigorously. "We'll all rely on the Imperial Advisor."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

The above is from Chapter 353 of Douluo Continent II. Zhongli Wu's grandfather, who was comparable to or even stronger than Long Xiaoyao, was once trapped in Dog Training Valley for a hundred years. This was even more ruthless than taming Huo Yuhao. In addition, based on what was mentioned in the previous [Author's Note] and some content in this article, it can be confirmed that Tang San is behind the Holy Spirit Cult.

To raise an enemy is to gain power; you raise them and then kill them yourself.

(End of this chapter)