Three Years Later...

Three years later...

Time flies like an arrow; three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The leaves of the trees in Spirit City fall and grow back, grow back and fall again.

Qian Renxue is nine years old.

In the advanced class classroom, in the third row by the window, sat a girl with long, black hair.

She had delicate features, fair skin, and wore the same school uniform as the other students, quietly flipping through the textbook in front of her.

Lin Xue – that was her name at the academy.

In three years, she progressed from the beginner class to the intermediate class, and then from the intermediate class to the advanced class.

Her Soul Power rose from level 33 to level 49, a speed that was like a rocket among her peers.

And in these three years, he completed the acquisition of the second, third, and fourth Soul Ring.

To outsiders, Lin Xue was just an excellent Soul Ancestor with a standard Soul Ring Configuration of two yellow and two purple rings.

But no one knew that her true Soul Ring Configuration was one red and four black.

That was a terrifying configuration that would shake the entire Soul Master World.

But her Disguise Soul Bone concealed all of this.

The bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class.

Xu Huanhuan leaned over from the back row, resting her chin on Qian Renxue's shoulder, "Lin Xue, are we going to your house after school today?"

Qian Renxue paused in turning the pages of her book. "My home?"

"Yes, your grandma's sesame paste is delicious."

Xu Huanhuan spoke, she turned and waved to Chu Xuan beside her, "Chu Xuan wants to go too, right?"

Chu Xuan turned around from the front row and nodded, "Sure, I happen to be free."

"But... but it's not feasible today."

"Why?"

My grandparents aren't home today; they went to the countryside to collect mountain produce.

"So what if you're not here? We mainly came to visit you."

"Today really isn't a good day, how about the day after tomorrow?"

Chu Xuan noticed Qian Renxue's hesitant expression, "Then the day after tomorrow."

Xu Huanhuan gave a disappointed "Oh," and said, "Then how about the day after tomorrow?"

"Yes, the day after tomorrow, I'll treat you guys to barbecue later."

After saying that, Qian Renxue stuffed the book into her schoolbag, silently making plans in her mind.

To conceal their identities, when Xu Huanhuan and the others were about to go home, they asked Bibi Dong and Qian Xunji to stay at the Spirit Hall.

This has happened several times in the past three years.

Only Bi Dashan and Liu Xiulan remained in the grocery store. The two old women worked together seamlessly and never revealed a flaw.

Occasionally, when classmates ask about Lin Xue's parents, she says they do business in another city and come back two or three times a year.

This explanation was vague enough and credible enough that no one investigated it further.

The Spirit Hall, the Pope Palace.

Bibi Dong sat cross-legged on the cultivation platform, her eyes slightly closed.

She has now reached level 99.

The Soul Devouring Spider Emperor Martial Soul also acquired its sixth Seventh Soul Ring, with Soul Ring Configuration.

As for why he didn't just max out the Soul Ring, it was Qian Xunji wanted Bibi Dong to wait a little longer.

Although Bibi Dong was confused, she waited and trusted him.

The Spirit Hall has changed tremendously in the past three years.

First, there was Golden Crocodile Douluo. Ten years ago, Qian Xunji brought back several Immortal Herb from the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, and he gave one of them to Golden Crocodile.

After consuming the Immortal Herb, the old Douluo who had been stuck at Level 98 for many years had his physique improved and recently broke through to level 99.

Then there's Qian Daoliu, who was already a level 99 Peerless Douluo.

In addition, there are Bibi Dong and Qian Xunji themselves.

Four Peak Douluo.

This power, if placed in the present day, would be enough to crush any other force.

The Heaven Dou Empire is no good, the Star Luo Empire is no good, the Clear Sky Sect is no good, and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan is even worse.

However, Qian Xunji did not choose to expand due to the potential for Dark Turmoil.

Even without expansion, other forces have shown a tendency to cooperate, simply because the Spirit Hall is too strong, and no one dares to be the first to break ties.

The Soul Guidance Research Institute is the most crucial piece in this game.

Over the past few years, dozens of high-level Soul Engineer have been working day and night here, and Soul Tool have gradually expanded from the most basic individual soldier equipment to kits, large-scale war machines, civilian auxiliary equipment, and even prototypes of small fixed-position Soul Guidance Bomb.

The Spirit Hall has far more trump cards than the outside world has seen.

Soul Guidance Research Institute, Dean's Office

Qian Xunji sat in a large, backless chair, with a huge blueprint for Soul Tool spread out in front of him.

His gaze fell on the blueprints, but his focus wasn't on them.

The system's cold voice had just fallen into his mind.

[Host, there are three days left until Tang San is born.]

Three days.

The soul that transmigrated from the Tang Sect, the one who pushed the Spirit Hall into the abyss in his previous life, the "chosen one" who was supposed to bear great fortune, is about to be born into this world in three days.

Qian Xunji leaned back in her chair, tilted her head back, and looked at the ceiling.

Twelve years ago, he transmigrated to this world and became Qian Xunji.

Now, Qian Renxue is nine years old, no longer the blonde girl who would be pushed around by fate.

Bibi Dong is now level 99; she's no longer the woman consumed by hatred.

The Spirit Hall now boasts four Peak Douluo, and the Soul Guidance Research Institute is also beginning to take shape.

Everything in this world has strayed far, far from its original trajectory.

"Three days, Tang San, I won't let you interfere with my life."

After muttering to himself, he stood up from his chair and pushed open the door to the research room.

In the corridor, She Long was dozing against the wall when he heard the door open and immediately stood up straight.

"Your Majesty."

Qian Xunji nodded to him, "Go to the Pope Palace and call Dong'er here."

Now?

"Now."

She Long didn't ask any more questions and turned to leave quickly.