Douluo: My Neighbor Xiao San is Mopping Up My Wi-Fi
Chapter 48

Douluo: Neighbor Little San Comes to My House to Use the Internet, Part 48

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Qian Renxue lowered her head to think for a moment, then said with a smile, "I'm more looking forward to the second gift."

Nan Xuan smiled helplessly, summoned his Martial Soul, and had Qian Renxue enter the Network World.

Qian Renxue touched the spot between her brows and arrived in the Network World in an instant.

"Wow, where is this?" The moment Qian Renxue entered, she discovered that she had arrived somewhere new. A massive palace stood before her.

The entire palace was forged from golden metal. A statue of a Six-Winged Angel stood before it, while the palace itself resembled a holy angel holding up a sacred city in both hands.

"Angel Temple. How is it? You like it, right?" Nan Xuan suddenly appeared beside Qian Renxue and spoke with a smile.

"Mhm, mhm. I really like this gift," Qian Renxue said happily.

Nan Xuan had arranged an Angel Temple for Qian Renxue in the Network World, which was equivalent to upgrading her original starter room.

"Then why not go inside and take a look?" Nan Xuan asked with a smile as he watched Qian Renxue lingering outside.

"Can I really?" Qian Renxue asked.

"It's yours now. You can do whatever you want with it. Go on." Nan Xuan looked at her indulgently.

Qian Renxue answered softly and headed into the temple.

After Qian Renxue entered the Angel Temple in the Network World, Nan Xuan withdrew and returned to reality.

Seeing Qian Renxue's body still standing there, Nan Xuan lifted her with Soul Power and placed her on a nearby chair.

"Should I call you Nan Xuan, or should I address you as the God of the Network?" Qian Daoliu looked at Nan Xuan, his voice carrying a hint of displeasure.

Nan Xuan casually found a place to sit and chuckled. "Either is fine. They're both me, anyway."

Nan Xuan knew that the moment he had used his Martial Soul, his identity could no longer be concealed. But by now, he no longer needed to deliberately hide anything, so he simply did not care.

Qian Daoliu was left speechless by that answer. He could not even find a place to vent his anger.

"You took Xue'er away?" Qian Daoliu knew of the Network World's existence, and he himself was active there as well, but he was still worried about Qian Renxue's safety.

"I built her an Angel Temple in the Network World. She's taking a look around inside," Nan Xuan answered casually.

"Have you already reached that stage? Or have you already become a god?" Qian Daoliu changed the subject and continued questioning Nan Xuan.

Nan Xuan's face darkened. "What's with all these questions, old man? I came all this way and don't even have a place to sit. Did you call me here just to satisfy your curiosity?"

Qian Daoliu was somewhat embarrassed after being called out like that.

"Fine, then let's talk somewhere else." Qian Daoliu did not hesitate and immediately led Nan Xuan to another side hall of the Worship Hall.

Nan Xuan took a sip of wine and slowly said, "You waited more than half your life without succeeding. How could it possibly happen so quickly for me?"

Qian Daoliu was not angered by Nan Xuan's words, because they were facts. Becoming a god was not easy, and he no longer had the chance now.

"Then what path are you taking now?" Qian Daoliu meant the path of becoming a god through faith, or inheriting a godhood.

"My Network World was created by me. That should make it clear, right?" Nan Xuan had no intention of hiding this from him. Qian Daoliu was not truly a bad person. Since he had established a relatively fair force like Spirit Hall, Nan Xuan believed he was someone worth befriending.

With that explanation, Qian Daoliu immediately understood. But he became curious as to why Nan Xuan had chosen this path. Could he not simply seek out a godhood to inherit?

Nan Xuan seemed to see through Qian Daoliu's thoughts and smiled. "Don't think godhoods are so easy to obtain. Sea God Island, Slaughter City, and this place of yours all have godhood inheritances."

"However, to inherit the Angel God's godhood, one must possess the corresponding inherited Martial Soul, the Six-Winged Angel. And that's only the initial requirement. There are all kinds of divine trials afterward."

"Slaughter City carries the inheritance of the Asura God's godhood. One of the requirements is obtaining the Slaughter Domain."

"Sea God Island carries the Sea God's godhood. That godhood does not have requirements for Martial Souls or Soul Skills, but such a godhood would ultimately still be constrained by others."

"So, I can only walk my own path. No one else can walk it or replicate it."

Nan Xuan analyzed each point for him. Though this would undoubtedly leave Qian Daoliu with many questions, that did not mean Nan Xuan intended to answer them.

The Asura God's godhood had long ago been reserved by the Asura God for Tang San. As for the Sea God's godhood, it was merely that of a First-Class God. Nan Xuan did not possess Tang San's special qualities, so he could not guarantee that he could elevate the Sea God's godhood to the level of a God King.

That was why Nan Xuan had not chosen to seek opportunities in those places. In his previous life, he had watched the protagonists of those novels all head to Slaughter City and Sea God Island to inherit godhoods, and he had always found it somewhat fake. Even if their talents surpassed the protagonist's, gods would not care about the talent of an ant.

Qian Daoliu did not continue asking questions. He did not care why Nan Xuan knew so much. In truth, he now hoped Nan Xuan could reach that stage, because he did not want his Xue'er to have no one by her side when she got there.

Qian Daoliu poured himself a cup of wine, slowly took a sip, then stood up.

"Nan Xuan, you should be Rank 99 as well, right?" Qian Daoliu asked.

Nan Xuan was somewhat baffled. "Yeah. Why?"

"If you don't suppress me with your spiritual power, I want to have a match with you," Qian Daoliu said excitedly.

Ever since Tang Chen entered Slaughter City, Qian Daoliu had never sparred with anyone again. He had barely even made a move.

"Oh?" Nan Xuan was genuinely surprised by Qian Daoliu's request.

"How did you suddenly decide you wanted to spar with me?" Nan Xuan asked curiously.

Qian Daoliu smiled awkwardly. "I'm known as the Sky Overlord, yet I don't have a suitable opponent. Though I am old, sometimes I still want to stretch my limbs, especially against a young Rank 99 Title Douluo like you."

In truth, he wanted even more to test Nan Xuan's strength and see whether he had the qualifications to reach that stage. Spiritual power alone was not enough to get there.

Nan Xuan smiled, rose to his feet, and said, "Fine. Pick a place."

Nan Xuan did not fear Qian Daoliu's challenge. He also wanted to test the reputation of the Sky Overlord.

Qian Daoliu brought Nan Xuan to a plain. The other six worshippers followed, along with Bibi Dong, Lan Yingying, and Liu Mumu.

Bibi Dong had sensed the auras of the two leaving Spirit Hall together, so she followed them.

As for the other six worshippers, they simply wanted to watch the show.

Nan Xuan and Qian Daoliu floated in the air, neither making the first move.

After a while.

Seeing that Nan Xuan had no intention of attacking, Qian Daoliu broke the silence.

"First Soul Skill, Angel Assault." Of the eight black and one red soul rings behind him, one suddenly lit up.

Golden energy condensed around Qian Daoliu's body and burst forth from his right hand with immense impact.

Watching Qian Daoliu make the first move, Bibi Dong muttered, "Old bastard, he really has no shame."

Nan Xuan looked at the Soul Skill rushing toward him and sneered. Then he unleashed his Sixth Soul Skill, Network Mirror, simulating Qian Renxue's Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul.

A gigantic Angel Martial Soul appeared behind Nan Xuan, facing Qian Daoliu.

"I'll use one too. Angel Assault." Nan Xuan gave a low snort.

This was Nan Xuan's first time using his Sixth Soul Skill in battle. Previously, he had always used his own Soul Skills, but this time, he intended to disgust his opponent a little.

"There's a Soul Skill like that?" Qian Daoliu said in astonishment.

"Hmph, I refuse to believe you can keep that Soul Skill active forever and simulate all of my Soul Skills." Qian Daoliu was unconvinced.

"Fourth soul skill, Angel's Eye."

A sword of light shot from the eyes of Qian Daoliu's Martial Soul behind him, stabbing toward Nan Xuan.

Nan Xuan released an identical sword of light, which collided with Qian Daoliu's.

Qian Daoliu still refused to believe it and launched another Angel Descent.

Nan Xuan returned that one in kind as well.

Qian Daoliu was truly angered now. How was he supposed to play this? How was he supposed to fight?

"How about you ban this Soul Skill too?" Qian Daoliu asked awkwardly.

Nan Xuan chuckled. "Fine."

Hearing Nan Xuan agree, Qian Daoliu felt much better.

He felt that without such an absurd Soul Skill, he was back in control.

Nan Xuan agreed not to continue using his Sixth Soul Skill, but at the same time, he had lost interest in continuing the fight.

Seeing Nan Xuan dismiss the Angel Martial Soul behind him, Qian Daoliu laughed inwardly. Without the Angel Martial Soul, the sky is my territory now. Let's see how you fight me.

"Angel Avatar." Qian Daoliu was not one to dawdle. He immediately unleashed his Martial Soul Avatar, raised the sword in his hand, and slashed at Nan Xuan.

Nan Xuan sneered as he watched the self-assured Qian Daoliu. A cyan glow burst from behind him, and a pair of cyan wings spread open.

"Seal Wings." Nan Xuan shouted lowly. A cyan formation instantly took shape and struck Qian Daoliu head-on as he flew toward him.

Seeing that his Soul Skill had struck the other man, Nan Xuan watched him with a mischievous grin.

Back then, I stood with my hands in my pockets, and beat Qian Daoliu until...

A flash of cyan light passed over Qian Daoliu's body, and he suddenly realized something was wrong.

"My Soul Power and spiritual power, why are they down to only thirty-five percent?" Qian Daoliu asked himself in utter horror.

He had thought the formation was an attack that he could simply cut apart with his sword. Who would have thought he would fall for it again?

Nan Xuan stood with both hands in his pockets as a green longsword danced behind him.

"What, you want me to remove this one too?" Nan Xuan mocked.

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