Qian Renxue's Third Soul Ring

Yu Erlong looked at Bibi Dong.

Although she disliked Bibi Dong, her romantic rival, even she could see that the reason Bibi Dong had separated from Xiao Gang had a great deal to do with that thief Qian Xunji.

She sensed an overwhelming hatred for Qian Xunji emanating from her.

And as it happened, Yu Erlong's hatred for Qian Xunji had also reached new heights. Their collaboration was a perfect match.

In the God Realm, the Rakshasa God, who had been ostracized after offending the Asura God and was hiding in a tiny, dark corner while plotting an escape, once again turned Its gaze toward Douluo Continent.

Because It sensed an outstanding candidate for the Rakshasa God had appeared beside Its inheritor.

The Rakshasa God looked through Its Divine Eye. Holy shit, what an excellent candidate for the Rakshasa God!

Bibi Dong was filled with dense darkness and malice. The malice welling up within the woman beside her was less than Bibi Dong's, but it was also flourishing vigorously. Sooner or later, she too would reach Bibi Dong's level.

The Rakshasa God was immensely astonished. Then It pinched Its fingers and calculated, only to freeze.

The woman before It had suffered almost the same fate as Its inheritor. Both had fallen in love with the same man, Xiao Gang, only to be forcibly torn apart by Qian Xunji, who had then forcibly claimed them for himself.

The Rakshasa God smiled. Two people suited to inherit Its divine position.

Qian Xunji, Qian Xunji, you truly are the great benefactor of the Rakshasa God.

The Rakshasa God glanced at Bibi Dong and Yu Erlong. In terms of talent, Bibi Dong was stronger and more capable of bringing the Rakshasa God's divine position to new heights, but Bibi Dong had a problem.

No matter how the Rakshasa God tempted her, she refused to lay a hand on her own daughter. If It expected Bibi Dong to kill Qian Xunji or Qian Daoliu and devour their souls, the Rakshasa God feared It would be waiting until the flowers withered.

At present, the Asura God was pressing It harder and harder. The Rakshasa God had no time to consider carefully cultivating a suitable inheritor.

It would just pick one at random, toss out the divine position, and run for Its life.

With that thought, the Rakshasa God made Its plans. It would first nurture Yu Erlong's resentment while focusing mainly on cultivating Bibi Dong. If that failed, Yu Erlong could still serve as a backup.

"Hehehehe." The Rakshasa God's cold laughter echoed through the Rakshasa God Hall.

"Hmph." Qian Xunji had naturally anticipated Bibi Dong and Yu Erlong's secret plotting, but he paid it no mind. He was afraid they would not hate him enough.

He headed straight for the Angel Hall.

Meanwhile.

After several days of consolidation, Qian Renxue's realm had stabilized. At the same time, she had used her own methods to gather intelligence from She Long, Ci Xue, and the other elders regarding the events of that year.

This intelligence confirmed some of the suspicions from her dream.

About ten years ago, a Young Master from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan came to Spirit Hall for further study and to learn. His name was Yu Xiaogang. Later, Yu Xiaogang won the favor of Saintess Bibi Dong, who used her authority to take him into the many Archive Halls of Spirit Hall that outsiders were forbidden from entering.

Eight years ago, Yu Xiaogang left Spirit Hall, and a little over a year later, Bibi Dong gave birth to Qian Renxue.

"Was that dream real?" Qian Renxue murmured blankly.

"Xue'er, did you miss your father?" Qian Xunji's voice reached Qian Renxue's ears from outside the door.

Qian Renxue raised her head and looked outside. Seeing her father's tall figure, she said, "Father, you're here."

Seeing Qian Renxue looking troubled, Qian Xunji asked, "What are you thinking about, Xue'er?"

Qian Renxue said, "N-Nothing."

Qian Xunji gave Qian Renxue a suspicious look, then took out a Soul Pearl and said, "Your Soul Power has stabilized now. Try absorbing this Soul Ring. Hold on. It can condense the Soul Ring most suitable for you, and one that is also at your limit."

"Mm, Dad." Qian Renxue accepted the Soul Pearl, sat cross-legged as Qian Xunji had taught her, and began absorbing it.

The Soul Pearl formed a milky-white Soul Ring that hovered above Qian Renxue's head.

"Xue'er is obtaining her third Soul Ring?" A streak of light flashed beside Qian Xunji, and Qian Daoliu appeared. He had been drawn over by the aura of Qian Renxue absorbing the Soul Ring and breaking through.

He stared at the milky-white Soul Ring above Qian Renxue's head in shock, nearly exploding with rage.

"You brat! You actually had her absorb a ten-year Soul Ring? Are you trying to anger me to death?"

"Don't panic, don't panic. Just keep watching, Old Man," Qian Xunji hurriedly said when he saw Qian Daoliu about to erupt.

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath and carefully examined the milky-white Soul Ring, only to see it changing before his eyes.

It shifted from white to yellow, then pale yellow, gradually moving toward dark yellow.

"Th-This is a God-given Soul Ring." Qian Daoliu muttered, "Could it be that the Angel God has bestowed a blessing?"

"Old Man, I gave her this Soul Ring." Qian Xunji rolled his eyes at Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu said nothing. His eyes remained fixed on the Soul Ring above Qian Renxue's head.

Slowly, it became a Thousand Year Soul Ring. When the purple Soul Ring appeared, Qian Daoliu nodded in satisfaction and said, "My Qian Clan's granddaughter should be able to absorb a Soul Ring of at least around three thousand years."

Around three thousand years? Qian Xunji's face darkened. Old Man, aren't you going to be scared stiff in a moment?

Just as Qian Daoliu had expected, the Soul Ring's color continued deepening toward purple, and its age gradually approached three thousand years. Then, with its momentum unabated, it broke through three thousand years.

Yet Qian Renxue, who sat cross-legged beneath it, showed no sign of reaching her limit.

"Looks like this old man underestimated our Xue'er." Qian Daoliu stroked his beard. "If our Xue'er can obtain a five-thousand-year Soul Ring as her third ring, then a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring for her fourth ring should be no problem."

"A ten-thousand-year fourth ring..." Qian Daoliu's eyes grew feverish.

"Heh heh." Qian Xunji merely chuckled and said nothing more.

Before their eyes, the Soul Ring above Qian Renxue's head surpassed Qian Daoliu's expectations, reaching five thousand years.

Qian Daoliu glanced from the corner of his eye at Qian Renxue beneath the Soul Ring. She still showed no signs of reaching her limit.

Qian Daoliu was so shocked that he could barely breathe.

"Could it be that Xue'er's limit is an eight-thousand-year third Soul Ring?"

Perfect, perfect. If her third Soul Ring were five thousand years, Qian Daoliu would not have dared guarantee that Xue'er could absorb a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring as her fourth ring. But if her third Soul Ring reached eight thousand years, then she could definitely absorb a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring for her fourth.

"Heh heh." Qian Xunji's response to Qian Daoliu was still a cold chuckle.