Douluo Continent: Twin Angels, Heartless Rakshasa

Qian Daoliu said, "Less than ten seconds."

Less than ten seconds... But I've experienced so many scenes, how could it be less than ten seconds? Could it be that during deep perception, the subjective consciousness's perception of time became disconnected from physical time?

Qian Renchen frowned slightly, and a lot came to mind in an instant. But no matter what, it was good that he had this characteristic of deep understanding.

"Now that your business is over, let's leave this prison." Qian Daoliu noticed that something seemed off about him, but didn't ask any further questions.

The two walked out of the prison where criminals were held, one after the other. As they walked, Qian Renchen said, "Grandpa, I plan to take Chrysanthemum Douluo to the place I mentioned last time tomorrow."

Qian Daoliu thought for a moment and asked, "The place you mentioned last time in the ruins of the Haotian Sect where the immortal herbs grew?"

"Hmm, there might be a wild Title Douluo guarding that place," Qian Renchen replied.

Qian Daoliu frowned slightly and asked, "Are there any wild Title Douluos? Should we bring another Title Douluo to protect you?"

"I'm planning to call Ghost Douluo over too. Anyway, the two of them are on good terms, and they don't have anything important to do at the Spirit Hall all day." Qian Renchen chuckled.

Since Bibi Dong didn't send Chrysanthemum Demon over to be a Guardian Douluo, he had no choice but to take him over and use him himself.

"Alright, that's settled then. If there are any unknown dangers there, don't be reckless. Run if you need to," Qian Daoliu reminded him.

Qian Renchen lowered his eyelids, his tone casual, "Alright, alright, I know. Don't you know I value my life the most?"

Qian Daoliu: "..."

After walking through several streets and personally escorting Qian Renchen back to his courtyard, Qian Daoliu couldn't help but sigh, "I should go back too."

"Speaking of which, after handing over the Papal Palace to your mother, I finally had some time to rest, and I left the series of tedious matters of the Spirit Hall to her to manage."

Qian Renchen said, "Goodnight, Grandpa!"

"Good night."

After watching Qian Daoliu leave, Qian Renchen returned to his own courtyard.

As I entered the garden, I bumped into Tang Yuehua standing at the entrance, staring blankly in a certain direction of the starry sky.

As for Tang Yuehua, he directly ordered his men to send her back to his own courtyard.

I'm not afraid she'll run away.

Knights were guarding the gate, and besides, his courtyard was located in the heart of the Spirit Hall. Even if she climbed over the wall, Spirit Hall knights patrolled all around, and a level nine Soul Master like her couldn't go far.

"What are you looking at?"

Qian Renchen's voice rang out.

"You..." Tang Yuehua subconsciously took two steps back, her expression panicked. She hadn't forgotten that it was this child who had ordered her to be tied up.

"What's wrong? Are you homesick? Didn't I tell you that you no longer have a home? The Haotian Sect has been destroyed, hasn't it?" Qian Renchen smiled and slowly walked up to her.

"Why did you destroy our Haotian Sect?" Tang Yuehua's voice choked with sobs. She had not yet recovered from the destruction of her sect, and a tear slid down her beautiful face.

Qian Renchen met her tear-filled gaze and retorted sarcastically, "Why can't we be destroyed?"

"You... Waaah..." Tang Yuehua's sobs suddenly rose in pitch.

"Why are you crying?" Qian Renchen said coldly, "I think you're just too idle, that's why you have time to cry. I'll have the butler arrange more work for you."

"You've suddenly fallen from being the little princess of the Haotian Sect to a maid, and you probably haven't adjusted yet. This is a good opportunity to help you adjust faster."

"You, you..." Tang Yuehua wiped away her tears. She wanted to call him a bastard, but knowing this brat was not to be trifled with, she was afraid of angering him, so she swallowed the words back.

"What is this?" Qian Renchen asked with a half-smile.

Tang Yuehua's cheeks flushed slightly, and she stammered, "No, it's nothing."

"It'd better be nothing serious, otherwise I'll send you to clean toilets."

He left with a remark, too lazy to pay any more attention to Tang Yuehua, and went inside.

……

The next day.

Bibidon sat in the study, her legs crossed under the papal gown, with a pile of documents on the desk.

She thought that with Qian Daoliu's recognition and her participation in the Haotian Sect battle, she had gained a certain prestige and wouldn't encounter any major trouble sitting in the Pope's seat. However, on her very first day in office, she was given a big surprise from the outside world.

The main spirit halls of the two major cities of Soto and Barak, as well as the spirit halls and branch halls of one or two smaller cities, have been attacked!

Several witnesses said that the perpetrator used a large hammer martial spirit, which had astonishing destructive power!

Bibi Dong gripped the quill pen tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force. Her pretty face was cold. "That damned Tang Hao! How dare he cause this kind of trouble right after I assumed the position of Pope!"

Upon hearing the name "Great Hammer Martial Soul," she immediately thought of the Clear Sky Hammer.

Currently, the only sect with a deep-seated grudge against the Spirit Hall is the Clear Sky Sect. However, the reclusive disciples of the Clear Sky Sect are all busy hiding and have no courage to cause trouble. After thinking it over, only Tang Hao has the motive.

"What's wrong? Why are you so angry so early in the morning?"

Qian Renchen suddenly pushed open the door and entered, his face full of smiles.

Bibi Dong recounted the attacks on several cities.

"That's easy," Qian Renchen said. "Spread the word that if the Spirit Hall in any city is destroyed, the Papal Palace will send a Title Douluo Elder to hunt down the remnants of the Clear Sky Sect."

"To prevent the remaining disciples of the sect from suffering, Tang Haozi will definitely hide obediently in the trash can."

"Great idea!" Bibi Dong's eyes lit up, and she clapped her hands in approval.

Qian Renchen grinned and casually pulled an ancient book from the bookshelf to look through.

After sitting in the Papal Palace for a while, he got up and went out, where he found Yue Guan and Gui Mei, who were slacking off, in the Elders' Hall.

"Yue Guan, let's not delay, let's set off." Qian Renchen gazed into the distance, a smile playing on his lips. "Destination: Sunset Forest!"

"Sunset Forest?" Yue Guan thought for a moment and said, "That great forest near the Heavenly Dou Empire? Is that where the immortal herbs grow?"

"Yes, there is a treasure land there formed by accident. Let's leave the city first and talk as we walk along the road," Qian Renchen said.

"Yes!" Kiku and Kiku replied in unison.

The three prepared to fly to Sunset Forest.

Once a Soul Master reaches level 90, even if they don't have the ability to fly, they can use their abundant Soul Power to fly briefly.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo are somewhat special. After their martial souls reach a certain level, they have gained the ability to fly stably and for a long time.

After Ghost Douluo's martial soul is attached to him, he can condense a pair of ghost wings. Chrysanthemum Douluo releases the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum, which allows him to flexibly float in the sky.

Qian Renchen originally wanted Gui Mei to carry him, but the two were worried that he wouldn't be able to withstand the tearing air currents during flight, so they chose to have him sit on the more stable Qi Rong Tong Tian Ju to safely carry him.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's soul power surged, condensing into a layer of golden light shield, protecting himself and Qian Renchen beside him.

Immediately afterwards, he exchanged a glance with the ghost and sped off towards Sunset Forest.