Venturing Out for Experience

Just as Qian Daoliu and Qian Renyu were about to walk out of the Far North, Qian Daoliu said to Qian Renyu, "Yuyu, do you know what was going on with those Titan Snow Demons?"

"I suppose they wanted to avenge their companions," Qian Renyu replied.

"Right, and yet not quite," Qian Daoliu said with a smile.

Seeing the confusion in Qian Renyu's eyes, Qian Daoliu continued.

"Humans have hunted soul beasts for soul rings since time immemorial, and the Far North is no exception. The soul beasts here are not surprised by this."

"I released my Limit Douluo pressure early on, so those soul beasts couldn't have been so blind."

"They were worried about what kind of event could bring a Limit Douluo to the Far North, and whether I was planning to launch a massive assault on the soul beasts here."

"But isn't the Far North said to have three kings? Why did only one come, and it didn't seem to be the strongest one either?" Qian Renyu asked, puzzled.

"As for those three, it makes no difference to me who comes."

Limit Douluo, truly terrifying.

"By the way, Yuyu, what is your second soul skill?" Qian Daoliu asked.

Qian Renyu immediately replied, "I use soul power to generate a large amount of snowflakes, freely controlling their descent speed from the sky. Once the snowflakes reach the appropriate positions, I trigger them to explode, thereby inflicting large-scale damage."

"I named it Ten Thousand Pear Blossom Trees."

Listening to Qian Renyu's introduction of his second soul skill, Qian Daoliu thought to himself: Why is every one of these soul skills more monstrous than the last?

Martial Soul City, Pope Palace.

On the throne in the center of the highest point of the Pope Palace sat a stunningly beautiful woman. Her face was exquisite, her figure superb, her waist slender and graceful, and her legs long and shapely. Wearing a crown and holding a scepter, she was none other than the Pope of Martial Soul Hall, Bibi Dong.

Below her stood two people. The one on the left had a handsome face, fair and smooth skin as delicate as a baby's, so flawless that if not for the Adam's apple on his neck, anyone would assume such a peerless beauty was a woman. This person was the level 95 Titled Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan.

The one on the right was entirely hidden within black mist, his body invisible, with only his eyes visible to others. If anyone stood near him, they could feel waves of chilling cold, as if he were a ghost from hell. This person was the level 95 Titled Douluo, Ghost Douluo Gui Mei.

At this moment, Qian Daoliu had returned to the Worship Hall with Qian Renyu after hunting for his soul ring, and the hall was suddenly filled with laughter.

The Pope, Bibi Dong, sitting in the high seat, heard this and said coldly, "They are certainly happy."

"Is it because of that child the Fifth Worship brought back a while ago?"

Hearing the Pope's question, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan hurriedly replied, "Yes, the Great Worship took him to obtain a soul ring a few days ago, and they should have just returned."

Hearing Yue Guan's answer, Bibi Dong said coldly, "He went to obtain a soul ring right after his martial soul awakened? To think he actually had Innate Full Soul Power."

"The Worship Hall certainly has good luck."

"Have you found out the child's identity?"

Hearing Bibi Dong's question, Chrysanthemum Douluo immediately felt sweat break out on his back. Although the Worship Hall kept the matter of Qian Renyu very tight, he, Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, had heard some rumors.

However, he also knew about the history between Bibi Dong and Qian Xunji, so for a moment, he didn't know how to speak.

Seeing Chrysanthemum Douluo's hesitant appearance, Bibi Dong was very dissatisfied. She slammed her scepter hard against the floor and said to him, "Speak!"

Seeing Bibi Dong like this, Chrysanthemum Douluo dared not hide it any longer. Hardening his heart, he said, "It is said that the child is... is... the grandson of the Great Worship."

"Qian Daoliu's grandson, that would make him Qian Xunji's son."

"Good, good, very good indeed!"

Worship Hall.

Qian Renyu met with Qian Daoliu.

"Old man, I want to go out and gain some experience."

Hearing this, Qian Daoliu nodded slightly and said, "It is good to go out and see the world."

"Demon Bear, Ghost Leopard."

Upon hearing Qian Daoliu's summons, Demon Bear Douluo and Ghost Leopard Douluo did not dare to delay. They immediately arrived in the Worship Hall and bowed in unison, "Greetings, Great Worship."

Qian Daoliu nodded slightly.

"Yuyu, the mainland is not like Martial Soul City. Xue'er has Snake Lance and Pufferfish following her to Heaven Dou City. When you go out, let Demon Bear and Ghost Leopard accompany you."

"Old man, I also want to ask you for one more Worship."

"A Worship?"

"Yuyu, Demon Bear and Ghost Leopard are both level 94 Titled Douluo; there are few opponents left on the mainland."

"As for a Worship, you must know that only Titled Douluo with a cultivation level of 95 or higher are qualified to become one. Where exactly are you planning to go for your training?"

Regarding Qian Daoliu's question, Demon Bear and Ghost Leopard were also very eager to hear Qian Renyu's answer. After all, they were level 94 Titled Douluo, and they still possessed the dignity befitting their rank.

Titled Douluo on the mainland were already pitifully few, and those in Martial Soul Hall were considered their own, so there was no need to worry.

The Clear Sky Sect, once known as the number one sect in the world, had long since closed its mountain gates.

As for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong, one was level 96 and the other level 95; they truly could not defeat them.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family's Thunder Douluo Yu Yuanzhen was level 95, and they could not defeat him either.

Aside from those three, there really isn't anyone else.

As for the Poison Douluo Dugu Bo, he isn't even worthy.

"Grandfather, it's not that I'm going to some dangerous place, but rather that I'm worried about someone."

"Who?"

"Tang Hao."

"Tang Hao!" Upon hearing the name Tang Hao, a surge of killing intent involuntarily welled up in the heart of Qian Daoliu.

Although his son Qian Xunji had died at the hands of Bibi Dong, if it hadn't been for Tang Hao, how could Qian Xunji have been so severely wounded, and how could Bibi Dong have taken advantage of the situation?

Ultimately, Tang Hao could not escape his connection to the death of Qian Xunji.

Back then, he, Qian Daoliu, had pursued Tang Hao because of this matter, but out of respect for his old friend Tang Chen, he had ultimately shown mercy.

(After all, at that time, Qian Xunji was only severely wounded and his life was not in danger.)

As for how Tang Hao was able to fight three opponents alone despite having just entered the Title Douluo realm, it was truly thought-provoking.

Thinking of this, Qian Daoliu said, "Very well. It just so happens that Guangling has been clamoring to go out and play lately, so let him accompany you."

"Guangling Douluo!"

"No, no, no, no, no!"

Hearing that Qian Daoliu wanted Guangling Douluo to accompany him, Qian Renyu shook his head like a rattle-drum.

Guangling Douluo was far too playful; if he were to go out with him, it would be hard to say who would be taking care of whom.

Seeing Qian Renyu refuse, Qian Daoliu asked again, "Then who would you like to go?"

"The Sixth Elder, Qianjun Douluo."