Douluo: The Glory of the Peerless Angel

"Custom-made pills..."

Ling Bai pondered for a moment. He harvested a batch of Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye herbs, and the Tang Sect's medicine manual, which was kept by Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Item, also fell into his hands. It recorded the method of refining the Qiankun Creation Pill.

There was no reason for him not to refine the Qiankun Creation Pill, after all, its effects were truly outrageous.

In another time and space, Huo Yuhao refined seven Qiankun Creation Pills, one of which was taken by the Shrek Seven Devils, Nan Qiuqiu, Ye Guyi, and more than a dozen others.

Subsequently, Huo Yuhao and Tang Wutong, both at the Soul Douluo level, saw their soul power increase by two levels, while Soul Saint Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi saw it increase by five levels. Those with weaker cultivation could not even withstand a fraction of the drug's effects and needed Huo Yuhao's assistance to absorb it, demonstrating the immense power of the Qiankun Creation Pill.

The meaning of Jianmu Douluo is to give up the Qiankun Creation Pill. They control the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye, the Deep Sea, the World Warehouse, etc., including the countless top-grade medicinal herbs stored by the Holy Spirit Sect and the Body Sect. They have the resources to refine pills according to the characteristics of each person's martial soul.

In this way, although the medicinal effect is not as good as a whole Qiankun Creation Pill, it is the most suitable pill for each person's ability, and the benefits are obviously greater.

"This is a massive project. The burden of alchemy rests entirely on the teacher's shoulders; we can't offer much help."

"The Qiankun Creation Pill only needs to be refined once, its effects are mild, and it is suitable for everyone. I happen to have the formula here..."

Ling Bai hesitated. Refining pills was extremely laborious. The Minghuang Pill from back then had aggravated Jianmu Douluo's injuries and caused his physical condition to deteriorate rapidly. Under the pressure of multiple pills in the future, he was somewhat worried about Jianmu Douluo.

Jianmu Douluo waved his hand with a smile: "Teacher is getting old, no wonder Fengyu calls me 'old man' all the time."

My life has been wonderful enough, and I have no regrets. However, I have three wishes before I die. First, I want to see Fengyu inherit the true meaning of plants that I have learned throughout my life. Although that lazy girl is lazy, she is also the most intelligent of all.

Secondly, it helps the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School return to its peak, and finally, it protects you to go even further.

You all need elixirs. The foundation of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School's strength lies in the overall strength of its disciples, while for you, Xiaobai, the prerequisite for breaking through to the Limit Douluo level is to condense the third space soul core.

The third soul core is unprecedented. The teacher can't help you with that; the only thing they can do is refine a pill containing abundant spatial energy to help you safely get through this ordeal.

"Xiaobai, Elder Zhou, let's take a look at this together," Ning Fengya said. "The number of people in the special customized group is limited to ten, and the rest will absorb the Qiankun Creation Pill."

This approach avoids wasting much of Zhou Lao's time and effort while maximizing the value of the herbs.

Ling Bai and Jianmu Douluo exchanged a glance and nodded slightly in unison, agreeing with Ning Fengya's suggestion. Ling Bai took out the formula for the Qiankun Creation Pill, and the next step was to select the order list.

The three direct descendants of Ling Bai, Ning Tian, ​​and Wu Feng need no further explanation; the remaining seven are judged based on their talent and contributions.

Ning Fengya and Shadow Dragon Douluo Xie Qin voluntarily gave up the custom-made pills, leaving the opportunity to the younger generation, but Ning Fengya hoped to give a spot to Demon Dragon Douluo Lin Jiaran.

Lin Jiaran is one of only two level-nine Soul Masters in the three great empires; the other is Xuan Ziwen, the Hall Master of the Tang Sect.

Her position in the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School was of paramount importance, which enabled the school's soul tool technology to develop rapidly, and she was highly valued by Ning Fengya.

Technology is the primary productive force. As the chief soul master of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, Lin Jiaran should receive a custom-made pill, which also reflects the sect's preferential treatment of high-level soul masters.

After discussion among the three, the remaining six spots were quickly decided.

Golden Dragon Ling Qiuxi, Holy Angel Ye Guyi, Ultimate Ice Element Ling Luochen, Sword Maniac Ji Juechen, Ghost Nana, Angel Yu Mengdi.

All of them were given to young geniuses. Others absorbed the Qiankun Creation Pill. Ma Xiaotao and Han Ruoruo, who were far away at Shrek Academy, and Dugu Lin, who was absorbing the poisonous mist in Sunset Forest, would also receive the Qiankun Creation Pill from Ling Bai.

"It's settled then. If there's a shortage of medicinal herbs, I'll mobilize all the forces under the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School to purchase them across the entire continent."

The final verdict on Ning Fengya is now clear.

The world's richest woman, so domineering!

……

In the afternoon, Ling Bai and Ye Guyi left Jiubao City, spread their angel wings, and flew to Jialing Pass.

Ling Bai had already obtained the Angel Godhood, but it was a damaged one. He longed for the complete Rakshasa Godhood, as he felt more secure only when he held it in his own hands.

Jialing Pass is located within the territory of the Heavenly Soul Empire, and the two arrived at their destination that very night.

Before her eyes lay a pitch-black ancient battlefield. Ye Guyi couldn't help but take two steps closer to Ling Bai, as if this would make her feel much more at ease. She asked:

"Ling Bai, who exactly do we want to see?"

Before she left, Ling Bai only told her that she was going to meet one person.

"She... can be considered our ancestor in terms of bloodline."

Both of their angelic martial souls originated from the last angel goddess, Qian Renxue. From the perspective of bloodline theory, Qian Renxue has half of Bibi Dong's blood in her body, and Ling Bai and Ye Guyi, who were born afterward, both bear Bibi Dong's mark.

"Ancestor..."

Ye Guyi's golden eyes gleamed, making it difficult for others to fathom her true thoughts.

"Buzz—"

The space trembled, and six figures slowly emerged. They were the six elders of the Spirit Hall. As soon as they saw Ling Bai, the second elder, Golden Crocodile Douluo, instantly transformed into a beam of golden light and delivered a heavy punch to his head!

"boom--"

Ling Bai struck out with his palm, the fist and palm colliding and creating a gust of wind. The two tacitly refrained from using their soul skills, opting instead for a simple contest of soul power. Ling Bai remained unmoved, while the Golden Crocodile Douluo retreated ten meters, shaking his numb fist, his old face beaming with a smile as bright as a chrysanthemum.

"Good lad, level 95! Xue'er made the right choice!"

Despite being suppressed by a level 95, the level 98 Golden Crocodile Douluo laughed heartily. The five elders also laughed, teasing their second brother for not being as brave as before, while giving Ling Bai a thumbs up.

After Ling Bai greeted the six elders, they immediately noticed Ye Guyi. Golden Crocodile Douluo hesitated and said:

"This is... a holy angel!?"

"Yes."

"Holy angels are good, holy angels are good too!"

The six high priests, utterly loyal to the angelic lineage, with the Holy Angel being essentially a successor to Qian Renxue, surrounded Ye Guyi with goodwill, chattering amongst themselves:

"Little girl, what's your name?"

"Leaf, Leaf Bone Robe..."

"How old are you? What level is your soul power?"

"Twenty-four years old, level seventy."

"Do you have any older or younger siblings at home? Bring them over to play!"

"Hey, hey, don't run away, Xiao Ye! We grandpas used to be retainers of the Spirit Hall, we're not bad people!"

These strange old men were too dangerous, and Ye Guyi fled in panic.

Golden Crocodile Douluo scratched his head and said helplessly, "Let's go, she invites you in."

The six elders led the two into the conjured Spirit Hall. Ye Guyi was instantly captivated, admiring the magnificent white jade palace along the way. The past glory seemed to call out to the bloodline within her.

The Papal Palace stands atop all the palaces, where a stunningly beautiful woman sits on the papal throne, her jade-like hands gently supporting her head, her long, slender, snow-white legs crossed, and a tiny golden angel obediently rests on her fragrant shoulder, her beautiful eyes gazing down at the two people below.

"Your Holiness the Pope."

"Your Holiness the Pope..."

Ye Guyi had been observing Ling Bai closely, following his voice closely. Bibi Dong caught that unwavering gaze, and a half-smile curved her lips:

"Have I finally found the person I'm looking for?"

Come here, let me see.

The next second, Ye Guyi's body seemed to be out of control, and she walked up to Bibi Dong, letting her pinch her chin and examine her face.

Over the course of ten thousand years, too many bloodlines have been mixed together. Ye Guyi's appearance is not particularly similar to Qian Renxue's, but she still has a touch of angelic holiness in her eyes and brows.

Ye Guyi disliked being forced into certain positions, and her golden eyes were filled with rejection. This expression made Bibi Dong feel even more nostalgic, as if her daughter Qian Renxue had looked at her in the same way before.

"You are the Rakshasa god..."

Ye Guyi said bitterly, "Everyone in the Douluo Continent knows that the last Pope of the Spirit Hall was the Rakshasa God."

Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong glanced at Ling Bai sideways, "What's going on? Didn't you help me wash up?"

Ling Bai looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, indifferent to the fact that it was none of his business. "I've brought the people; the rest is up to you."

Ling Bai laid the groundwork beforehand, ensuring he wouldn't step on any landmines to whitewash Bibi Dong. Ye Guyi is a normal adult with sound values. Opinions on Bibi Dong's actions vary, and whether Ye Guyi can accept them is entirely up to her. Ling Bai is simply showing her that an evil martial soul ≠ an evil soul master.

"Yes, I am the Rakshasa God who controls the evil thoughts in the world."

Seeing that Ling Bai was pretending to be deaf and dumb, Bibi Dong simply admitted it cleanly and decisively.

"Little girl, be proud of your angelic bloodline, but unfortunately I am the mother of the Angel God. From now on, angels will have a part of Rakshasa!"

Bibi Dong flipped her wrist, revealing a golden bead, which looked like it was carved from golden crystal. It was so clear and flawless that a thin layer of golden mist kept flowing around it.

She used her divine power to trap Ye Guyi, and with a flash of golden light, the golden bead flew out and floated above Ye Guyi's head. With a flick of her finger, the golden bead shattered above her head, and a thick golden mist poured down, enveloping Ye Guyi's entire body.

"For Xue'er's sake, I, the Pope, will forgive your overstepping. This item is called the Divine Soul Ring."

Your soul power is level 70. You don't need to hunt soul beasts. The divine soul ring will grant you soul skills and a limit soul ring.

Only by carefully experiencing and persevering through the baptism of the divinely bestowed soul ring can you reap the greatest benefits!

Ye Guyi did not reply, because the impact of the divinely bestowed soul ring had already arrived.

Ling Bai looked at Bibi Dong, who seemed to force people to accept even when offered benefits, and said helplessly:

"Your Holiness, didn't you want to mend your relationship with the descendants of the Holy Angels? This will only make Bone Robe hate you even more."

"Repairing relationships? Who said that?" Bibi Dong sneered. "When I can't see her, I miss her. But when I do see her, I know she's just a lucky child, not my Xue'er!"

And that's just my style. I can't be a gentle and virtuous mother or a loving ancestor!

My only compensation is power!

Okay, it's still the same stubborn Bibi Dong.

Ling Bai shifted his gaze to Ye Guyi. Golden light and mist, with a hazy hue, gradually engulfed her body, and rings of light began to appear around her, indicating that she was attempting to break through the limits of her soul rings.

"Your Holiness..." Ling Bai said shyly but eagerly, "Actually, I'm missing a spirit ring..."

"Want a divinely bestowed soul ring?" Bibi Dong saw through the truth in a second.

"Don't you have any idea how strong you are?"

"If I give you a divinely bestowed soul ring, will my remnant soul even survive?"

The plan was shelved, much to Ling Bai's regret. If he had tricked the god into giving him a spirit ring, the six-winged angel would have been guaranteed to absorb a ninth spirit ring that would last for at least a million years!

"Your Holiness, what is the principle behind the divine bestowal of spirit rings? Can a god bypass spirit beasts to provide spirit rings to humans?" Ling Bai changed the subject.

"Want to learn?" Bibi Dong asked in return.

"Um."

"I won't teach."

Ling Bai coughed up blood, why didn't you play by the rules...?

Isn't the correct way to do it what I taught you?

Ling Bai's speechless, choked expression was reflected in her crimson eyes. Bibi Dong smiled slightly. The Spirit Hall's retinue of old coffin-like figures annoyed her; she had no interest in joking. Teasing Ling Bai occasionally was a kind of unusual family bliss for Bibi Dong. She laughed:

"You will be a god sooner or later, so it doesn't hurt for me, the Pope, to teach you in advance."

The soul rings bestowed by the gods are vastly different from those bestowed by soul beasts.

Humans on the Douluo Continent kill soul beasts and absorb their soul rings. The principle behind this is to seek out and fuse with a particular ability of the soul beast.

A divinely bestowed soul ring, however, delves inward, stimulating the essence of one's martial soul to form a soul skill that resonates with that individual.

Ling Bai pondered for a moment: "According to His Holiness the Pope, if the gods are willing to mass-produce divinely bestowed soul rings, the divine realm has a way to resolve the conflict between soul beasts and humans."

"The principle is sound, but there are two major problems."

First, the number of Soul Masters in Douluo Continent is enormous; even if the gods of the God Realm worked themselves to death, they could not create enough God-given Soul Rings for all Soul Masters to absorb.

Secondly, why would the God Realm help Douluo Continent? The God Realm controls numerous worlds, and the rise and fall of a mere world has a very small impact.

In addition, in the legacy of the first Rakshasa God, the God Realm does not allow soul beasts to become gods and strictly manages them. They tacitly approve of and even welcome the eternal extinction of soul beasts, with the only price being that soul masters in Douluo Continent become ordinary people.

Gods are gods, looking down upon the mortal world; humans are humans, insignificant and lowly. No god in the divine realm would genuinely care about the Douluo Continent.

Look at Tang San. Isn't he from Douluo Continent? He has half of the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline of the soul beast flowing in his veins. His wife is a 100,000-year-old transformed soul beast, the Soft Bone Rabbit. After inheriting the Asura God King, he did not seek benefits for soul beasts.

"You're just a human; you don't need to worry about soul beasts."

Upon hearing this, the Snow Empress in the Sea of ​​Spirit frowned in displeasure, while Ling Bai's expression remained calm. Bibi Dong continued:

"If you want to learn, then learn. However, you are not a god and cannot create a god-given soul ring without attributes. At most, you can condense a human-given soul ring with the same attributes as you."

Holy, Light, Fire, Death, Evil, Poison—you can only create these six types of Soul Rings.

"That's enough. Please, Your Majesty, teach me."

"Um."

Bibi Dong passed down a spiritual memory that records the method for creating divinely bestowed soul rings.

Ling Bai pondered for a moment, as if he had opened the door to a new world:

"That's an incredible ability..."

Finally, I've found the key to make humans and spirit beasts willingly believe in me...

(End of this chapter)