In Douluo Continent, Tang San raids my base right from the start.

Chapter 213 The Dao Heart Collapses Once Again

"Today I will only cripple your cultivation. If you offend again, I will execute you without mercy!" Qian Daoliu's majestic voice rang out again. "Furthermore, effective immediately, Yu Xiaogang is stripped of his honorary elder status."

If it weren't for Bibi Dong, who was the Pope, personally acknowledging Yu Xiaogang's status as an elder, the crime of impersonating an elder would have been enough for him to kill him on the spot. His Spirit Hall didn't have such a weak elder.

I can't afford to lose face like that!

"Let's continue the game." He said that and then fell silent.

Unexpectedly, Qian Daoliu also came to watch the match. Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo exchanged a glance, thinking to themselves.

"He only has himself to blame!" Dugu Yan glanced at Yu Xiaogang, her eyes full of disdain.

Speaking to the Pope of Spirit City in such a tone in front of everyone, and daring to look directly at the Douluo Hall behind him while ignoring the Pope's Hall—anyone who didn't know better would think the Spirit Hall was Yu Xiaogang's family! To be so arrogant without any real strength is incredibly stupid.

It's outrageous that Bibi Dong, as the Pope, would step in to defend him so immediately!

"I really don't know where he got the courage." Xiao Chenyu shook his head slightly, somewhat speechless, after regaining his senses.

Qian Renxue glanced at Bibi Dong on the stage with a cold smile, and without waiting for her to speak, she turned around and strode towards the center of the arena.

"." Bibi Dong's five fingers gripping the scepter turned white from unconsciously tightening her grip. She glanced at Yu Xiaogang, who was surrounded by Tang San, Flander, and Liu Erlong, and gritted her teeth. "Let's continue the match." She calmly finished speaking, suppressing her emotions, and sat back down in the main seat.

Qian Daoliu, today's grudge, along with what your son Qian Xunji did to me, I will settle with your entire Qian family!

Qian Daoliu and Yu Xiaogang were still immersed in guessing who had made the move, their hearts filled with fear, and they dared not speak or appeal.

Flander gripped Liu Erlong's wrist tightly, his eyes filled with resentment, and shook his head slightly. He knew without a doubt that anyone who dared to disregard Pope Bibi Dong's actions on the spot was Qian Daoliu. Bibi Dong might spare Yu Xiaogang out of consideration for their friendship, but Qian Daoliu would not.

At this point, we absolutely cannot afford any more trouble.

The rest of the Shrek Academy students remained silent, including Tang San. Though anger shone in their eyes, they could only suppress it in the face of overwhelming power, secretly vowing, "Although I don't know who you are, you crippled my teacher; I will avenge this one day!"

Xiao Wu huddled behind Tang San, her head down, not daring to lift it.

The power just now was too strong; she had never seen it even on Da Ming and Er Ming. It was definitely not an ordinary Title Douluo.

"Interesting." On the field, Zhu Wu sized up Qian Renxue, who had already positioned herself opposite him, a smile on his face. He nodded, feigning interest, and said, "I can't even see through your cultivation level." But inwardly he was thinking:

She is indeed good-looking, and has a really great figure.

Even though it wasn't his first time seeing this, he still had to admire it.

With abundant light attribute energy within her body and two top-grade light attribute soul bones, who else could this be but Qian Renxue? However, despite the quality of the soul bones, they were still impossible to conceal from the eyes of life enhanced by the power of fate and the spiritual power of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm.

I see it clearly and completely.

Ha, even you couldn't hold back anymore? He didn't even need to think, Qian Renxue had come to put order for the Spirit Hall.

Thinking this, he moved his gaze to the veil covering Qian Renxue's lips and feigned curiosity, asking, "May I ask your name, young lady?"

Qian Renxue frowned slightly. Long Yingtian's scrutiny just now made her feel as if he had seen through her. She thought to herself, "As expected of a spirit-attribute martial soul, his spiritual power is probably no less than mine. I just wonder if he has absorbed the Wisdom Skull."

"Qian Renxue," she said softly, her lips slightly parted.

Qian Renxue? A glint flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes as he recalled the known records that Qian Xunji had a son who died young. Now it seemed that he hadn't died young, but rather that the information had been concealed. Considering her age, at 24, she was indeed eligible to participate.

Having hidden for nearly twenty years, the sudden decision to expose itself now is likely a test of Yingtian's abilities.

As for killing Ying Tian on the field, he didn't think Qian Daoliu had the courage. After all, Ying Tian had a demigod standing behind him.

"The surname is Qian." Zhu Wu's interest flared even more. "You're Qian Xunji's daughter?"

"Not bad," Qian Renxue replied calmly.

Zhu Wu's eyes lit up. "Rumor has it that the previous Pope, Qian Xunji, had a son who died young. Now it seems it was you. Judging by the time, you should be 24 this year. You've hidden yourself for so many years, and now you're suddenly revealing yourself—is it for me and Ling'er?"

"The offspring of a demigod is indeed intriguing," Qian Renxue said frankly without avoiding the question.

Zhu Wu smiled, "Perfect timing, I'm also curious about you."

"My great-grandfather once said that even if Qian Daoliu hadn't chosen to become the Grand Elder, he might still have taken that step. Now it seems he left the opportunity to you." A glint flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand slightly.

"Future inheritor of the Angelic God, come!"

"Let me see if you really deserve it."

"The successor of the Angel God???" Everyone outside the arena was shocked, especially the students from Shrek Academy.

And Tang Hao, hiding in the shadows far away.

"Sigh." Qian Daoliu sighed inwardly, "Does that person really think I have a chance?"

For a moment, my feelings were a bit complicated.

Was it Grandpa who chose to give me this opportunity? Qian Renxue's thoughts were also somewhat complicated. But she quickly recovered. Now that things had come to this, all she could do was not let Grandpa down. Let Long Yingtian before her be the first hurdle she had to overcome.

"As you wish." He said calmly, his gaze firm.

"The match is ready. You may summon your martial spirits." The referee's voice rang out at the right time.

The next second, light burst forth from both sides simultaneously, one golden and one rainbow-colored, as both sides summoned their martial spirits to possess each other.

On Qian Renxue's side, a golden six-winged angel martial spirit phantom appeared behind him, with two pairs of four pure white wings spread out on his back, and six spirit rings of yellow, purple, and black slowly pulsating beneath his feet. On the other side, five spirit rings of purple, purple, black, and black pulsated beneath Zhu Wu's feet.

He still chose to use simulation skills to cover up the color of his third spirit ring.

Even so, it still shocked everyone outside the arena, including Qian Renxue standing on the opposite side.

Soul King? Long Yingtian had actually broken through to the Soul King level. She had to admit that such talent surpassed hers; even with her innate soul power at level 20, she hadn't cultivated this fast.

On the other side, Tang San's pupils shrank, his face filled with disbelief, before turning gloomy.

They're the same age, so why is Long Yingtian so much better than him? He's born with full soul power and possesses twin martial souls.

They are all rare and precious materials, but the difference lies in the quality of these rare and precious materials!

Heaven is unjust! It's so unfair!

Hidden in the shadows, Tang Hao's face was also grim. The child was the same age as his own, yet his cultivation was a whole realm higher. Crucially, the grudge had run deep and was difficult to resolve; the child would inevitably become a formidable enemy in the future.

It's only a matter of time before it endangers the sect.

If feasible, it should be removed as soon as possible!

Now that the Beastmaster Sect has fallen out with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, do they really dare to oppose the Clear Sky Sect again and let the Spirit Hall sit back and watch the tigers fight? The Beastmaster Sect surely understands the principle of "using one tiger to devour another, and eliminating the tiger when the wolf is defeated." This question involuntarily came to mind.

"Soul Emperor?" Inside the arena, Zhu Wu frowned, his gaze shifting from the soul rings at Qian Renxue's feet to her face. "I'm very curious, what have you been doing all these years!? With innate soul power at level 20, you're only a Soul Emperor now, which is rather disappointing."

The Soul Emperor was disappointed? Not to mention the other spectators, even Qian Daoliu was taken aback.

"Could it be that your Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul didn't have an innate soul power level of 20 when it awakened?" Zhu Wu asked doubtfully.

As he spoke, a look of regret crossed his face.

"It seems that your Qian family has not produced a successor to the Angel God in this generation. What a pity!"

Qian Renxue frowned slightly. Did this mean that her cultivation speed was slow?

Seeing Qian Renxue's expression, Zhu Wu, without any hesitation, boasted, "Not to brag, but my Zi'er has innate soul power of level 10. At your age, she would have already become a Soul Saint. It seems that the Soul Master world outside has indeed declined over the years."

Qian Renxue's pupils shrank instantly. She had heard that Long Yingtian had a child bride in his family. Soul Saint?

Before the age of 24, a Soul Saint? Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu both frowned.

However, considering Long Yingtian's current cultivation level, it seems not impossible.

"The foundation of the Beast Illusion Sect seems to be even deeper than I imagined," Qian Daoliu murmured unconsciously.

How could this be? Tang San's Dao heart collapsed once again.

There are actually people who cultivate faster than him!

He didn't think he could break through to Soul Saint before the age of 24. It's important to understand that the progress of Soul Masters slows down as they age. And breaking through to Soul Saint before the age of 24 is unprecedented in the known history of Soul Masters.

This was told to him by his teacher himself; the fastest known age is almost 30.

Heaven is unjust! Heaven is unjust!

In his view, the so-called Zi'er must have also consumed rare and precious herbs.

(End of this chapter)