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

A few days later,

Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace.

Upon returning to his base camp, Qian Daoliu instructed the distribution of the immortal herbs and then immediately announced his seclusion.

He plunged headlong into a secret chamber deep within the Elder Hall to desperately work on the soul-guided artifact array.

I never expected the old man to be such a techie.

Meanwhile, Qian Xunji was comfortably leaning back in the Pope's exclusive large, soft chair.

He changed into a dark gold papal robe, his white hair casually falling over his shoulders, exuding a lazy yet dangerous aura.

Since some people want to learn it, let them learn it. Firstly, the soul tool's level is too low for me to use.

Secondly, he preferred to use what was readily available.

"Report—"

The heavy bronze doors of the main hall were pushed open, and a cardinal in charge of grassroots intelligence strode in, kneeling on one knee with an excited expression.

"Your Holiness the Pope, the Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony in all the subordinate villages below has now concluded."

An urgent report came from the branch hall: "We have discovered a rare genius in a remote town!"

Qian Xunji slightly raised his eyelids, casually twirling the white jade thumb ring on his thumb: "Rare? How rare? Innate full soul power?"

"Not just innate full soul power!"

The cardinal swallowed hard, struggling to suppress the tremor in his voice.

"That girl possesses twin martial souls, a rare occurrence in the Douluo Continent, appearing only once every hundred years! Furthermore, according to the preliminary assessment by the branch hall master..."

Both of her martial souls are extremely top-tier beast martial souls.

They are... the Death Spider King and the Soul-Devouring Spider King!

Click,

Chihiro's spinning motion on the ring stopped abruptly.

Twin Martial Souls?

spider?

Or is it the Spider Queen?

The atmosphere in the previously empty and silent Papal Palace seemed to suddenly drop in pressure at that moment.

The cardinal, kneeling on the ground, felt a chill run down his spine and dared not even breathe.

He thought His Holiness the Pope was shocked by this extraordinary talent.

But what he didn't know was that Qian Xunji, who was sitting high on the throne, was having the original plot flash through his mind.

Bibi Dong...

This name seems to carry a sense of destiny...

This is the core madman in the original Douluo Continent story, and also the fuse that ultimately led to the destruction of the Spirit Hall.

Most importantly, for the original owner of this body, Qian Xunji, this woman was nothing short of a death warrant.

The title of "Secret Chamber Douluo" came from her, and her eventual fate of being devoured alive was also due to her.

According to the original timeline

Qian Xunji recognized her talent and took her in as his direct disciple, teaching her with great care.

The result was that they raised an ungrateful child, which ultimately led to an extremely melodramatic and perverse tragedy.

"hehe."

A low chuckle came from the throne.

Qian Xunji slowly stood up. He showed no fear, nor any impatience to nip the danger in the bud.

On the contrary, his eyes gleamed with a light called "excitement".

He's not the same Qian Xunji he used to be...

"Your Holiness the Pope?" The cardinal cautiously raised his head and tentatively called out.

Chihiro looked down at him, a wicked smile playing on her lips, her dark purple eyes filled with anticipation.

"Go and convey my decree to prepare the highest-level ceremonial procession."

"I will personally go to that town to bring this genius back to the Spirit Hall."

......

My name is Bibi Dong.

I was reborn.

Reborn one second before my death at Jialing Pass in my previous life...

The icy touch of the Asura Demon Sword piercing through his chest seemed to linger deep within his heart.

That domineering and unreasonable Asura power shattered all my life force.

In the final moments before my consciousness completely sank into boundless darkness, I saw Xue'er's heart-wrenching cries and Yu Xiaogang's face, which carried a hint of relief.

They also saw Tang San's disgusting face, high above, as if judging all the evils in the world.

I hate it.

I hate the injustice of fate, I hate Tang San's hypocrisy, and I hate even more the man who ruined my life—Qian Xunji!

If it weren't for that dark, sunless secret room, if it weren't for that bowl of poisoned soup,

I should have been the most holy maiden of the Spirit Hall, possessing the brightest and most radiant life.

My entire life has been forced towards darkness, ultimately transforming me into a disgusting demon, leaving me utterly abandoned by everyone.

"Little girl, you...you put your hand on it, let's test your soul power again."

A voice filled with shock and stuttering pulled me abruptly back to reality from the depths of my hatred.

I slowly opened my eyes, and my vision gradually cleared from blurry.

There was no bloodshed at Jialing Pass, no Asura Demon Sword.

What came into view was the dilapidated, drafty wooden roof of the hut, and the pungent smell of cheap, unpleasant incense.

And in front of him was a middle-aged man wearing the robes of a low-ranking deacon of the Spirit Hall, trembling as he held a crystal ball.

I looked down at my hands. They were the hands of a six-year-old child, delicate, pale, with faint purplish-black spiderweb patterns on the back of my hands.

Twin Martial Souls

Death Spider King, Soul-Eating Spider King

Innate full soul power.

I have somehow returned to the day I awakened my martial spirit.

After a brief moment of shock, ecstasy and extreme coldness intertwined in my heart.

Heaven finally opened its eyes and gave me a second chance.

I am no longer the aloof and isolated empress of the Martial Soul Empire.

She was just a six-year-old girl who had just awakened her martial spirit.

Following the trajectory of my previous life, soon, the high and mighty Pope Qian Xunji of the Spirit Hall will condescend to come to this remote town upon receiving the notification, and take me back to that magnificent golden cage.

"Chihiro..." I silently chewed on the name in my heart, a bloodthirsty sneer curling at the corner of my mouth.

In my past life, I was grateful for his kindness and respected him as a father, but in return, I suffered hellish torment.

Now that I have returned with all the memories of my previous life and my understanding of the Rakshasa's power, I will never let tragedy repeat itself.

I will pretend to be a clueless and ignorant genius, obediently follow him back to the Spirit Hall, and use the resources he provides to cultivate like crazy.

Once I'm fully grown, I'll slowly crush his bones and drain his soul power, making him taste the agony of being worse than dead and falling into the abyss!

Then who can stop Xiaogang and me from being together...?

"Uncle, is my martial spirit strange? Am I a monster?"

I skillfully concealed the murderous intent and resentment in my eyes, slightly hunched my shoulders, raised my head, and looked at the butler in front of me with a pair of wet, helpless eyes.

The deacon was so excited that his face flushed red, and he waved his hands repeatedly:

"No, no, no, child, you are not a monster, you are a true genius! You stay here and wait patiently. I have already reported to the branch hall, and an important person will come to pick you up soon!"

I nodded obediently and retreated into the shadows of the corner, like a young spider that had sheathed its fangs and was silently waiting for its prey to approach.

Come, Chihiro!

I'm here, waiting for you.

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