Douluo Continent: Transmigrating into Qian Xunji, Tang San is Tang San's Daughter

In this life, Qian Xunji not only evolved his martial soul into a twelve-winged Fallen Angel of Original Sin, but he has also reached level ninety-three.

Moreover, the Grand Elder Qian Daoliu and the other elders of the Elder Hall all experienced a surge in strength after sharing the spoils of the immortal herbs.

With this lineup, let alone capturing Tang Hao and Ah Yin, they could even level the entire Haotian Sect mountain.

only.....

Qian Xunji slapped his forehead; the original memories and the current timeline finally collided in his mind.

It is now the year 2605 of the Douluo Calendar.

Based on the timeline, the future Sun God Douluo, Tang Hao, would only be eighteen years old now, probably still diligently cultivating on the mountaintop of the Clear Sky Sect.

As for Ah Yin, the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor... forget about transforming into human form and falling in love, she's probably still a soul beast in the Blue Silver Forest right now.

Just as Qian Xunji was pondering where to go next to cause trouble and earn points since Ah Yin's path was temporarily blocked, the door to the palace was pushed open without warning.

In this Spirit Hall, there's only one person who would dare to enter the Pope's bedroom without knocking.

"Ji'er, are you still awake?"

At this moment, Qian Daoliu's face was rosy, and a smile he couldn't suppress was playing on his lips.

"Father, what brings you here?"

"It's so late, why aren't you resting? Have you finished absorbing and consolidating the immortal herbs I chose for you?" Qian Xunji got up and poured the old man a cup of tea.

"It's been absorbed, it's been absorbed. Not only me, but your uncles and aunts have also been completely rejuvenated this time."

Qian Daoliu took the teacup, took a sip with relish, and sat down on the sofa with a deep sense of emotion.

"My dear Ji'er, I've come to see you today because I want to tell you something."

Qian Daoliu looked at his son with eyes full of satisfaction and pride.

"These past two days, I've been truly overjoyed. Our Spirit Hall has not only received a windfall of wealth that's more than enough to make a country rich,"

The veteran members all achieved breakthroughs, doubling their strength.

Most importantly, you have even awakened a martial spirit that surpasses that of the God Ancestor...

Qian Daoliu sighed, a hint of relief in his voice:

"As an old man, my desire to fight and conquer the continent has long since faded."

In my life, I have been loyal to the God Ancestor and have done my part for the Spirit Hall, however small.

I used to worry about those trivial matters of the Upper Three Sects every day, but now…

Qian Daoliu patted Qian Xunji on the shoulder.

"Now, the future of the Spirit Hall, and the fate of this continent, are in your hands."

From now on, I will sit in this Elder Hall and guard your base camp.

"Do whatever you want. If the sky falls, your father and your uncles will hold it up."

Hearing Qian Daoliu's heartfelt speech about "abdication," Qian Xunji was somewhat moved.

Although he is somewhat controversial, he is truly exceptional when it comes to his son.

"Father, rest assured, the Spirit Hall will surely last for generations under my control." Qian Xunji nodded solemnly.

"Yes, I'm completely at ease with your wrist now, but..."

Qian Daoliu suddenly changed the subject, "You may conquer the land, but you still have to keep the incense burning, right?"

"Huh?" Qian Xunji was stunned. Was this a bit of a jump in topic?

"What?!" Qian Daoliu glared, blowing his beard and staring back.

"You're thirty-four this year, thirty-four years old!"

In an ordinary Soul Master's family, a child this age would be running around hunting for their first Soul Ring. Look at you, you haven't even caught a glimpse of a Pope's wife yet.

Qian Daoliu became more and more excited as he spoke.

"I'm old, I don't want to conquer the world anymore, all I want now is to hold my grandchildren."

Especially now that your bloodline has evolved, this is a heaven-defying gene that surpasses even angelic gods!

"If you don't hurry up and find a fertile and talented partner to carry on this bloodline, and if your wife is talented enough, your child is very likely to inherit the divine position of the ancestor,"

For a moment, Qian Xunji was speechless and could only nod repeatedly: "Yes, yes, Father is right. I will put it on the agenda and give you a big, healthy son as soon as possible..."

"That's more like it." Qian Daoliu snorted coldly.

"Don't try to fool me. I'm giving you a year to bring her back to Wuhun City. If I don't see my daughter-in-law by then, I'll have my second brother and the others kidnap one for you."

After saying that, Qian Daoliu walked out with his hands behind his back, satisfied, leaving Qian Xunji alone, bewildered in the wind.

Thirty-four years old... an older single man being pressured to get married?

Just as Chihiro was rubbing her temples and complaining, a crisp "ding" sounded in her mind.

[Ding! Host is facing a 'succession crisis', triggering a subversive mission—Find a suitable match]

[Mission Objective: To ensure the perfect inheritance of the host's god-like bloodline, please find a high-quality partner as soon as possible.]

[Task Rewards: Random rewards will be distributed based on the host's final choice of partner's qualities, the degree of affinity with the original work, and the depth of their bond.]

Looking at the task prompt on the system panel, Qian Xunji gasped.

Good grief, even the president is pressuring us to get married?

And this reward mechanism is a bit too exciting. The higher the quality of the wife you find and the greater the subversion of the original work, the more outrageous the reward becomes? Is there no upper limit?

"What if you find a god-king level being? Wouldn't the system go bankrupt on the spot?" Qian Xunji thought to himself, but immediately corrected his attitude.

Since the old man wants a grandson and the system has issued a task, I really should think about this matter carefully.

Qian Xunji walked to the desk, spread out a piece of parchment, and frantically searched through the list of high-quality single women in the Douluo Continent.

"First, one must possess high talent and great strength; otherwise, one cannot withstand the bloodline of this twelve-winged fallen angel of original sin."

Secondly, the resume should be clean, preferably not tainted by the disgusting romantic subplots of the original work.

Finally, at least don't be a madman.

Chihiro stroked his chin, picked up a pen, and wrote the first name on the paper:

Arou, a 100,000-year-old soft-boned rabbit.

"Hmm... A 100,000-year-old soul beast with barely passable talent, and having undergone a transformation and retraining, she can be considered a young woman."

Qian Xunji pondered for a moment, but quickly drew a big red cross over the name "Arou".

"No, no, rabbits are too outrageous. They can have several litters a year. What if there's a genetic mutation and they give birth to a litter of white-haired rabbits running around the Papal Palace? Qian Daoliu would probably be so angry he'd draw his sword on the spot. And with a burden like Xiao Wu, troublesome. Next."

Qianxunji shook his head and wrote down the second name: Silver Dragon King Gu Yuena.

"This dragon's talent is absolutely top-tier across the entire continent, with god-king level genes. Combined with my bloodline, it's a guaranteed kill."

But then, Qian Xunji shook his head with a wry smile.

The idea was grand, but reality was harsh. Right now, the Silver Dragon King is still barely clinging to life, recovering from his injuries at the bottom of the Lake of Life.

To arrange a marriage with her, not only would I have to take on the responsibility of being a soul beast, but she might not even be willing. It's going to be very difficult...

"Poseidon Island, Poseidon?"

The thought popped into Qian Xunji's mind, and he instantly felt a chill run down his spine, quickly erasing it.

That was the old man's and Tang Chen's first love, the one they fought over. If this were brought back to the Spirit Hall, wouldn't it turn into a family drama? The generational hierarchy is so messed up that even a dog would shake its head.

One by one, the candidates were rejected. Qian Xunji stared at the blank parchment, his brows furrowed.

Among human soul masters, aside from the older generation, there are currently very few young people with suitable talents.

It's incredibly difficult to find someone whose identity, talent, and background all perfectly match...

Bibi Dong has already been sold to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School by him, and as for the other four major single-attribute clans, they are utterly hopeless.

Qian Xunji's fingers tapped unconsciously on the table.

Suddenly, his movements abruptly stopped, as if a bolt of lightning had struck his mind.

The far north!

There, there was a candidate who met all his criteria.

"The leader of the three great heavenly kings of the far north, seven hundred thousand years ago, the Ice and Snow Maiden—the Snow Empress!"