Qian Renxue: Me? Ancestor?

The moment the shop page opened, countless soul rings, soul bones, and heavenly treasures all came into view.

Soul Ring Interface.

Ten-Year Soul Ring: 10 Hatred Points.

Hundred-Year Soul Ring: 100 Hatred Points.

Thousand-Year Soul Ring: 1000 Hatred Points.

Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring: 10000 Hatred Points.

Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring: 100000 Hatred Points.

And so on, from two hundred thousand years, three hundred thousand years, all the way up to a million-year soul ring.

Soul Bone Interface.

The Hatred Points required for Ten-Year to Ten-Thousand-Year soul bones were identical to those for Ten-Year to Ten-Thousand-Year soul rings.

The same applied to Hundred-Thousand-Year to Million-Year soul bones.

External Soul Bone: 100000 Hatred Points.

After fusing with a soul master, an External Soul Bone could continue to grow, making its value equivalent to a Hundred-Thousand-Year soul bone.

Heavenly Treasure Interface.

Aromatic Diva Tulip: 100000 Hatred Points.

Aromatic Silk Beauty: 100000 Hatred Points.

Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum: 100000 Hatred Points.

There was also a list of other immortal-grade herbs, all uniformly priced at one hundred thousand Hatred Points.

Qin Chuan continued scrolling down the list until he reached the very end.

The most expensive item cost one million Hatred Points.

Qin Chuan's pupils contracted sharply, and his breathing grew rapid.

[Resurrection of the Dead]: Can pull a deceased person into the current timeline (will not affect the timeline).

Value: One million five hundred thousand Hatred Points.

Pulling someone from the past into the current timeline... didn't that mean...

Qin Chuan took a deep breath, trying to steady his mind.

Killing a single Dugu Bo had only earned him thirty thousand Hatred Points, based on the system's calculations.

Dugu Bo was a Titled Douluo, but his soul power was only at rank ninety-one. If he had been a rank ninety-five Super Douluo, that would have converted to fifty thousand Hatred Points, and a rank ninety-nine Limit Douluo would have been worth one hundred thousand Hatred Points.

There was also another way to exchange for Hatred Points: trading items.

Qin Chuan plucked the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum before him, holding it in his palm as his gaze swept over it.

"Ding-dong. Detected immortal-grade herb Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum. Purchase price: fifty thousand Hatred Points. Recycle?"

Qin Chuan's forehead twitched with irritation. "What a rip-off!"

Hunting soul beasts related to Tang San or Shrek Academy—their soul rings and soul bones could also be recycled this way.

For now, Qin Chuan fixed his gaze on the two immortal-grade herbs at the center of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

"Mom, I want those two immortal-grade herbs in the middle of the lake." Qin Chuan pointed toward the center of the pool.

Bibi Dong instantly soared into the air, unfurling three pairs of translucent purple wings behind her—the Six-Winged Purple Light Wings, her External Soul Bone, born from a Purple Wing Spider Emperor.

"Eighth Soul Skill, Spider Emperor Clone."

The eighth soul ring beneath Bibi Dong's feet lit up, and she split into two figures, each heading to harvest the Infernal Delicate Apricot and the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass.

Her hands transformed into sickles, easily severing the roots of the plants. But the moment she tried to grasp them, a searing heat shot through her. Bibi Dong's eyes hardened as she used her dense soul power as a medium to wrap them in her palms.

When the two figures landed before Qin Chuan in perfect sync, the Infernal Delicate Apricot and the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass were presented to him.

"Thanks, Mom."

Qin Chuan took them and quickly swallowed the Infernal Delicate Apricot and Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass.

"No need to be polite with me." Bibi Dong affectionately ruffled Qin Chuan's head, then watched silently as he walked toward the central pool, saying nothing more.

Bibi Dong knew well that her son understood the future's course. She had no reason to interfere with his decisions—whatever he needed, she would do, and that was enough.

After swallowing the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum, Qin Chuan headed toward the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. Midway, he opened the shop page again, scrolled through the heavenly treasures section, and finally exchanged five thousand Hatred Points for a piece of five-thousand-year Deep Sea Demonic Whale King's Whale Rubber.

The Whale Rubber was soft to the touch, its surface a dark gold. Qin Chuan swallowed it in one gulp, then spread his arms and plunged directly into the icy cold pool and the scorching hot spring.

The commotion quickly drew the attention of the other four Titled Douluo. Even they dared not set foot in that spring, yet the moment Qin Chuan entered, it sent up splashes.

Qin Chuan was not only unharmed but stretched comfortably, slowly closing his eyes to digest and accept the forging of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Bibi Dong said, "Yue Guan, since you're familiar with so many of the immortal-grade herbs here, strip this place bare. Whether you recognize them or not, leave nothing behind."

"As you command, Your Holiness the Pope!"

Yue Guan's eyes gleamed as he stared fixedly at the Lovesick Heartbreak Red. This plant before him was the king of flowers, the finest among immortal-grade herbs. He was nearly intoxicated by it.

In no time at all, the many immortal-grade herbs and rare medicinal plants were all packed up and stored in the storage pouch containing the Blue Silver Emperor.

Tang San and the Shrek Seven Monsters' greatest golden finger had been intercepted by Qin Chuan, cutting off Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and the others' hopes of becoming gods. Without the help of the immortal-grade herbs, they were nothing more than ordinary people.

At present, Bibi Dong sat cross-legged, quietly waiting for her son to complete his transformation.

As for Dugu Bo's corpse, Ghost had long since dragged it out to feed to the soul beasts.

After two days and two nights of travel, Qian Renxue returned to Martial Soul Hall for the first time in years. Gazing at the familiar sight of the Pope Hall in her memory, she took a deep breath and walked swiftly toward it.

Before the Pope Hall, Thousand Army Douluo, upon seeing Qian Renxue approaching, stepped forward to bow and said, "Young Master, the Eldest has instructed that once you return, you are to go to the Elder Hall at once."

"Mm, lead the way." Qian Renxue nodded and followed Thousand Army Douluo toward the Elder Hall. Unable to hold back, she asked, "What exactly happened that made me abandon the mission in Heaven Dou City?"

"This matter is of great importance. Though the process has been bizarre and convoluted, it concerns the fate of Martial Soul Hall. You'll understand once you arrive, Young Master."

Seeing that Thousand Army Douluo was unwilling to say more, Qian Renxue didn't press the issue.

Elder Hall.

Ten-year-old Ye Guyi was only as tall as Qian Daoliu's waist. At this moment, she was holding Qian Daoliu's large hand, staring with great curiosity at the enormous Angel Statue before her.

"Wow—"

"I never expected my ancestors to have been so grand."

The light element here was dense, very suitable for cultivating Ye Guyi's Holy Angel Martial Soul.

Ye Guyi had lost the nervousness she felt upon first arriving in this world. She had come to understand that she was now in Douluo Continent ten thousand years ago, and this place was Martial Soul Hall, the birthplace of her own ancestors.

"Ancestor."

"Don't call me ancestor. Just call me Great-Grandfather."

"Okay, Great-Grandfather." Ye Guyi's young face lifted as she looked at Qian Daoliu, whose face bore a kind smile, and asked, "Why are we here?"

"Naturally, to awaken your Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul. Our lineage inherits the Angel God. Though ten thousand years of change have passed, and the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul has disappeared from your world, the opportunity for awakening lies deep within your bloodline. Today, I will awaken it for you."

As Qian Daoliu's words fell, footsteps sounded behind him. He and Ye Guyi both turned to look.

"Ancestor! You've finally returned!"

Qian Renxue: "???"