Fallen Angel

"Yikes—my head hurts."

Lin Feng rubbed his temples and sat up. Memories belonging to the original owner flooded into his mind like a rising tide.

A few seconds later, the handsome face that had still held a trace of confusion twisted into the expression of an old man staring at his phone on the subway.

"What do you mean, I've transmigrated into Qian Xunji?"

Lin Feng—no, he should be called Qian Xunji now—leapt out of bed and strode over to the full-length bronze mirror.

The man in the mirror had shoulder-length blond hair and a handsome face,

and he radiated an imposing, sacred beauty that seemed untouchable (not really),

but right now, all he wanted to do was curse.

As an avid reader who'd devoured Douluo in his previous life, he knew all too well what a rotten hand Qian Xunji had been dealt.

He was the widely acknowledged "Secret Chamber Douluo" of Douluo Continent,

a stepping stone for the protagonist—no, even for the protagonist's father.

In the end, Tang Hao had smashed him into critical condition with a single hammer blow, and his own good disciple, Bibi Dong, had devoured him alive.

What a peerless sucker...

[ Ding! The transmigrated host is experiencing intense emotional fluctuations. The 'Plot Subversion System' is now online. ]

A crisp mechanical voice rang in his mind.

Qian Xunji's eyes lit up.

"A cheat? A system?

Tell me what point in the timeline we're at! Where's my traitorous disciple Bibi Dong now? Which secret chamber—

Ahem, I mean, which bedroom?"

He hadn't fully absorbed the memories from his transmigration. He'd only just figured out where he was when the system showed up.

[ In response to the host, the current timeline is very early: Douluo Calendar year 2605.

At this point, Bibi Dong is still a little girl. She has not yet been discovered and brought back to Spirit Hall. ]

"Phew..." Qian Xunji let out a breath.

"Good, good. As long as the secret chamber plot hasn't started, I can at least keep my life."

[ This system is the 'Plot Subversion System.' As long as the host changes, disrupts, or subverts the original plot, he can obtain generous rewards. ]

[ Note: Once the host's accumulated Subversion Points reach their limit, the ultimate reward will be—power beyond the God King level. The specifics will depend on the host's own actions and fortune. The host will not need to inherit any predecessor's Deityhood; he can become a god directly and forge a Godhead of his own. ]

"Self-Created Godhood?"

He really didn't care for the Angel God's pathetic First-Level Godhood.

The most outrageous part was that his original body's talent wasn't even good enough to unlock the Angel God Trial.

[ Ding! The host has linked to the system for the first time. A beginner's gift pack is now available. Open it? ]

"Open, open, open! Right now!"

[ Congratulations, host. You have received one God-Level Martial Soul Mutation Card.

(Once used, it will forcibly raise the rank of your current Martial Soul and break through the limits of the Douluo Continent's plane!) ]

Qian Xunji froze for a moment, then burst into delight.

The original owner's Six-Winged Angel was supposedly a god-level Martial Soul, but his talent wasn't up to snuff.

He was probably the sewer-level trash beneath the basement floor tiles of the Six-Winged Angel lineage.

"System, use the God-Level Martial Soul Mutation Card."

[ Martial Soul mutation commencing—concealment of aura activated automatically. ]

Boom—

In an instant, Qian Xunji felt the pure, sacred golden Soul Power within him roiling like boiling water.

He flung his arms wide. Golden light blazed behind him, and three pairs of pure-white wings burst from his back.

But in the next moment, something changed.

A thread of darkness, deeper than the abyss, suddenly seeped into the sacred golden radiance.

Like a black hole, it swallowed every trace of holiness in an instant.

The white wings began turning a dark gold like black ink, and a soul-chilling light of annihilation shimmered along their edges.

That wasn't all. Beneath the original three pairs of wings, a tearing sound rang out as flesh split open—and three more pairs of wings sprouted wildly!

Six wings... eight wings... ten wings... twelve wings!

All twelve dark, black-gold wings spread wide in the spacious bedroom.

[ Martial Soul mutation successful. ]

[ Congratulations, host. Your 'Six-Winged Angel' has awakened and evolved into the super-divine Martial Soul—the 'Twelve-Winged Original Sin Fallen Angel.' ][It carries the three attributes of ultimate darkness, ultimate judgment, and ultimate devouring, whose rank overwhelms every Martial Soul in the world.]

Feeling the explosive, terrifying power within him, Qian Xunji slowly opened his eyes.

He casually rolled his wrist, felt his bones crack like thunder, and broke into an arrogant, villainous grin.

Keh keh keh...

He checked his Soul Power.

Level eighty-nine!

"Good thing there's still room for one more Spirit Ring."

His Soul Power Level was still eighty-nine, but his potential and talent were now on a completely different level.

As for his previous Spirit Rings—

With this system, Spirit Rings wouldn't be a problem.

He just had to... subvert the plot.

"Twelve-Winged Original Sin Fallen Angel? I like the sound of that."

Qian Xunji walked to the window and looked down over the imposing Spirit City.

Since he was Qian Xunji now, all those miserable plots from the original story could go to hell.

[ The host has completed Martial Soul Evolution. Main subversion quest issued—Immortal Herbs. ]

[ Quest: Go to Sunset Forest and seize the Immortal Herbs within the 'Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well'! Cut off the greatest opportunity of the original protagonist group. ]

[ Quest rewards: one Adaptive God-Given Soul Ring

(It will generate the perfect Spirit Ring according to the host's current Martial Soul attributes and the limits of his body.)

Primary Soul Tool Technology Compendium (includes blueprints for Level 1–3 Soul Tools and methods for engraving Core Arrays). ]

Hearing the generous rewards, Qian Xunji sucked in a sharp breath, his eyes instantly burning with excitement.

"An Adaptive Soul Ring?

Sounds like a God-bestowed Spirit Ring. It should suit him perfectly.

And this Primary Soul Tool Technology Compendium is a real game changer."

Having read the original story inside out, he knew all too well:

By the time of Douluo Continent I, Soul Tool technology had all but vanished.

Even a Storage Soul Tool was treated like a family heirloom.

If Spirit Hall could get its hands on Soul Tool technology ahead of time—

Even if it was only low-end Level 1 to 3 equipment, arming a Soul Tool Knight Order with it... The sight would be beautiful.

It would be a crushing, dimension-level blow against the Two Great Empires and the Upper Three Sects.

"Sunset Forest... If I've got the timing right, that Old Poison Dugu Bo should still be a nobody. He might not even be more than a Soul Sage. The Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well is probably unclaimed right now."

Qian Xunji stroked his chin and walked to the full-length mirror, then stopped in surprise.

The man in the mirror was still devastatingly handsome, but his golden hair—

From root to tip, every strand had lost its color and turned a pale white.

That wasn't all. His whole demeanor had changed completely.

The sacred, gentle, compassionate aura of a pope had disappeared.

In its place was a cold, profound, almost wicked air of sin.

"White hair? A side effect of the Fallen Angel?"

Qian Xunji raised an eyebrow and lifted a lock of white hair.

"But I've got to admit, it looks a lot better than the old blond style. Much more villainous."

Since he was going to Sunset Forest, he'd need a reliable fighter along to make sure nothing went wrong.

Though his Martial Soul had evolved, he'd only just transmigrated and still wasn't adept at controlling this power.

With that in mind, Qian Xunji pushed open the bedroom door

and headed straight for the deepest, most authoritative place in Spirit Hall—the Elder Hall.

Time to see the old man.