Douluo Continent: Peerless Angel Qian Renxue

Chapter 371 Extracting Divine Sense

"What? You're saying that the Sun Temple is actually the Spirit Hall? And that so-called Sun Goddess is Qian Renxue?!"

In a room in the inner courtyard of Shrek Academy, the four monsters from the lower realm were sitting together, having a small meeting. Ning Rongrong was shocked when she heard Dai Mubai, who was in charge, speak.

Oscar, now in He Caitou's body, scratched his head and mumbled, "Could it really be a self-fulfilling prophecy...?"

Dai Mubai glanced at him sullenly, recalling the grand words he had once made.

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Oscar in surprise: "Why does your voice sound a little weak?"

Ning Rongrong sighed: "The big guy who transmigrated with my second brother is not only a Soul Master, but also a Soul Guidance Master. During this time, he has also been cultivating Soul Guidance Devices and has even met that kid Huo Yuhao. Guess what, although he is very smart, he is not familiar with Soul Guidance Devices after all. He was scolded by his teacher and became a bit withdrawn."

To avoid unnecessary complications, they decided to address each other as "elder brother" and "second brother" and not use their real names for now.

Dai Mubai is undoubtedly the leader, and this is not a problem in the eyes of the new members after several people were replaced. Huo Yuhao, Wang Dong, and Xiao Xiao are unaware of this.

Then, because Dai Huabin's cultivation level was the highest among the new students, he became the leader.

Oscar and Cai Tou are the second strangest identities, which is fine.

Because Ning Tian or Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing or Zhu Lu were added later, they were ranked sixth and seventh, just like ten thousand years ago.

Huo Yuhao and his two companions formed groups based on their ages: three, four, and five.

Dai Mubai frowned: "How about we talk to Xiao San's dad and tell him not to let the second son tinker with soul tools anymore? It's such a waste to squander such a good talent. With his understanding of food-type martial souls and the assistance of the God of Food's Divine Trial, it seems more practical for him to focus on cultivating his martial soul."

Oscar nodded: "That's what I thought too, boss. Didn't you say we should retrieve the immortal treasures from the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well as soon as possible? We'd better go right away."

The other two girls nodded as well.

Dai Mubai suddenly became the backbone of the four, which made him a little smug.

"I wonder how Fatty is doing." Dai Mubai looked out the window. "Judging by the timeline, he should be born in four or five months."

……

"ah--!"

Within the undead demiplane, Ma Hongjun's soul was lashed all over by a special whip.

This is a skill that Qian Renxue taught Mu Yue: Death Whip. It can strengthen undead creatures when whipping them, but it will cause damage to normal souls.

This is necromancy.

At this moment, Ma Hongjun is being slowly assimilated by the undead demiplane, so he is in a semi-normal, semi-undead state. The whip will leave marks on his body.

The whip in Mu Yue's hand is her martial spirit from her previous life; she called it the God-Slaying Whip.

The whip flashed through the air, and Mu Yue accurately lifted Ma Hongjun from the ground not far away. His waist was locked by the long whip, as if it were tightly wrapped by a venomous snake. For a moment, he was so frightened that he forgot to scream.

Mu Yue raised her hand, the God-Slaying Whip dangling Ma Hongjun near the mouths of a group of undead creatures. With just a flick of the whip, Ma Hongjun would be torn apart by these creatures. "Hmm... extracting divine consciousness is really boring." Mu Yue rested her chin on her hand. "The main problem is that I don't dare to go too far, afraid of turning him into a complete undead creature. If that happens, his divine consciousness will probably be damaged, since we're from different worlds."

"Fuck you!" Ma Hongjun shouted in grief and anger.

Mu Yue flung him into the air, then whipped him to the ground, leaving a deep welt on his face.

"Huh?" She looked in surprise at the head of Ma Hongjun's soul form, where a small red dot of light seemed to have appeared.

The extraction of divine consciousness has been ongoing for nearly twenty days, and Mu Yue has only been able to force out about half of it. At this moment, it seems that the light spots representing Ma Hongjun's divine consciousness are beginning to emerge on their own.

"Fuck you!!" Ma Hongjun cursed again, "I'll fight you to the death!"

"What did you say to me!" Mu Yue smiled playfully, raised the whip again, and the cross-shaped whip marks split Ma Hongjun's sullen face into four pieces.

"He's cursing your mother." Qian Renxue appeared in the undead demiplane and stood next to Mu Yue, reminding her.

Qian Renxue touched her hands, looking at the faint red light emanating from Ma Hongjun's soul head, and felt that the time was about right.

Mu Yue notified her immediately when she discovered what had happened, so she rushed over.

She had no intention of showing any mercy to someone like Ma Hongjun. He and Tang San had once worked together to kill many Soul Masters from the Spirit Hall branch, and whipping him for twenty days was too lenient for him.

"This is... a divine beast, a phoenix?" Mu Yue was somewhat surprised as she watched the red light spot appear on Ma Hongjun's body and slowly condense into a small phoenix phantom.

"Hmm, he's the guy who became the Phoenix God ten thousand years ago, don't you know?" Qian Renxue stretched out her hand and used her Soul Control Technique.

Ma Hongjun was probably beaten to the point of exhaustion, so he thought that even if he died, he would fight the vicious Mu Yue to the death. However, as a soul, the only means he could use was his divine sense, and he didn't expect Qian Renxue to arrive so quickly.

"My memories from before I died are too distant. Apart from things about myself, most of them are just general impressions," Mu Yue explained.

As if in response to Qian Renxue's call, the small phoenix phantom transformed into an attack resembling a shockwave, hurtling towards them.

"Boring." Qian Renxue blinked, and her third eye on her forehead, the Eye of Destiny, appeared, releasing a divine sense that knocked down the phoenix phantom.

"Rumble—" The false sky of the undead demiplane trembled as if it had been impacted by something.

Then, Qian Renxue clenched her hand slightly, as if she had grabbed the phantom of the phoenix from afar and pulled it in front of her.

"Truly worthy of being a battle between divine consciousnesses, even our demiplane is struggling to hold on. Fortunately, this wisp of divine consciousness is currently too weak, and I can easily suppress it." Qian Renxue grasped the phoenix's illusory image and said, "Then, I'll accept this wisp of divine consciousness for now."

"Master, what should we do with him?" Mu Yue pointed at Ma Hongjun.

Qian Renxue looked over and saw that Ma Hongjun's soul seemed to have lost its luster, and his eyes gradually lost their vitality, turning into a dull gray.

"Having lost this wisp of divine consciousness, he should slowly transform into an undead creature, just like you, a rather special kind of undead soul. In this demiplane, as long as a creature is undead, it can't truly die. You can do whatever you want with it." Qian Renxue smiled. "Even if you ruin him, he can recover. Aren't you going to hurry up and take revenge?"

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