Original Sin Domain: Gluttony Abyss

The colorless Spirit Ring hovered silently above Qian Xunji's head,

Though it looked like a ring of vapor that could disperse at any moment, utterly unremarkable,

with even the slightest sense, one could feel the pure energy surging within it.

There was no resentment from a Soul Beast's death, no violent impact from its bloodline,

It was like a mass of absolutely obedient energy, waiting only for its master to claim it.

Qian Xunji sat cross-legged again. With a thought, he guided the Adaptive Soul Ring rewarded by the system as it slowly descended.

The instant the Spirit Ring touched his body, Qian Xunji felt every pore across his body relax,

That energy was like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, charging straight through his meridians,

before perfectly merging with the incomparably tyrannical Soul Power of the Twelve-Winged Original Sin Fallen Angel within him.

The system's "adaptive" nature

meant that this Spirit Ring would automatically calculate and solidify the most perfect age based on his current physical strength, mental power limit, and the limit of what his Martial Soul could withstand.

Qian Daoliu stood nearby with his hands behind his back. He appeared as steady as ever, but his hands hidden within his sleeves had already clenched unconsciously.

Under his gaze, the color of the colorless Spirit Ring began to change drastically.

Ten-year white, hundred-year yellow, thousand-year purple, ten-thousand-year black...

The transformation was completed almost in the blink of an eye. When the Spirit Ring completely turned a deep black,

Qian Daoliu grew even more excited. A divine miracle...

But the changes did not stop.

At the edge of the black ring, a heart-palpitating crimson began to seep forth,

Like blood dripping into clear water, the red rapidly spread. Within only a few breaths, it had dyed the entire Spirit Ring a pure blood-red!

One hundred thousand years!

The corner of Qian Daoliu's eye twitched slightly. Even for a rank-ninety-nine Peerless Douluo like him, obtaining a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring would take considerable effort,

yet now, a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring had appeared out of nowhere. And judging from the depth of that red, its age was still rising frantically,

one hundred ten thousand years, one hundred thirty thousand years, one hundred fifty thousand years...

Qian Xunji kept his eyes tightly shut, his brows faintly furrowed,

The phantom of the Twelve-Winged Original Sin Fallen Angel flickered behind him, greedily devouring that immense power and helping him bear the strain.

Finally, when a strange golden pattern appeared on the surface of the blood-red Spirit Ring, its upward surge came to a complete halt.

Two hundred thousand years!

This was Qian Xunji's current limit.

"Phew—"

Qian Xunji slowly opened his eyes. Deep within his originally profound pupils, an exceptionally bewitching purplish-red gleam flashed,

He slowly rose to his feet. Two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red Spirit Ring floated up and down beneath him—nine in total.

Rank ninety-three!

As this two-hundred-thousand-year Spirit Ring completely stabilized, two exceptionally tyrannical streams of information naturally imprinted themselves into his mind.

Spirit Rings above one hundred thousand years would inevitably grant two Soul Skills.

Qian Xunji carefully experienced these two skills tailored specifically for him, and an involuntary, satisfied curve appeared on his lips.

Ninth Soul Skill, first ability:

[Original Sin Domain: Gluttony Abyss]

This was an enormous domain skill combining passive and active effects:

Once activated, Qian Xunji's surroundings would be covered by the ultimate devouring attribute,

Within the domain's range, all hostile targets would have their Soul Power consumption forcibly doubled regardless of rank. Moreover, their lost Soul Power, life force, and even the energy attacks they released would be forcibly devoured by the domain, converted into the purest source energy, and fed back to Qian Xunji himself.

Simply put, as long as he was not instantly killed, standing amid a crowd made him a perpetual motion machine. The more enemies there were, the more energized he became.

Ninth Soul Skill, second ability:

[Fallen Angel: Doomsday Judgment]

This was an utterly pure single-target killing skill,

It compressed the Twelve-Winged Fallen Angel's ultimate judgment and dark power to the extreme, condensing them into a Spear of Judgment that ignored all physical defenses and Soul Power shields,

This strike ignored defense and depended only on the total Soul Power and mental power of both sides,

Once locked on, the target either had to withstand a direct clash of Soul Power or be reduced to nothing beneath the force of destruction.

"As expected of something produced by the system. This skill set is a pure final-boss template."

Qian Xunji secretly reveled in it. With a casual wave, he withdrew his Martial Soul and Spirit Rings.

By then, Yue Guan, drenched in sweat, had finally completed his "stocking up" task.

Dozens of jade caskets and gold boxes of various sizes and materials had been neatly arranged atop a flat bluestone,

Yue Guan carefully wiped the sweat from his forehead. Though his peach-blossom eyes, adorned with exquisite eyeshadow, remained glued to those boxes, his attitude was exceedingly respectful.

"Your Holiness the Pope, Grand Pontiff. All the finest Immortal Herbs that could be taken are here. This subordinate strictly followed the jade-picking and gold-picking methods and absolutely did not harm even the slightest bit of their medicinal properties."

Yue Guan bowed slightly,

"Well done." Qian Xunji stepped forward and swept his sleeve, storing the vast majority of the jade caskets inside his Storage Soul Tool.

Then, his gaze fell on a massive gold box that Yue Guan had placed separately to one side.

Qian Xunji flicked his finger, and the gold box steadily landed in Yue Guan's arms.

"Your Holiness the Pope, this is..." Yue Guan's entire body stiffened, and even the hands holding the box began to tremble.

"The Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum. Consume it, and your limbs will be nourished, your blood will flow through all eight meridians, and you may cultivate an indestructible diamond body."

"This Immortal Herb not only shares the same origin as your Martial Soul, it is also enough to open up your path of cultivation,

Spirit Hall is in need of capable people in the days ahead. Yue Guan, you must strive diligently..."

Yue Guan was stunned,

Of course he knew what was inside the box. While picking it earlier, the scent alone had nearly made him unable to resist taking a bite,

There might not even be a second Immortal Herb capable of seizing the creation of heaven and earth like this anywhere on the continent,

Yet His Holiness the Pope had rewarded it to him so casually?

And what had the Pope meant by those words just now?

He felt as though a glorious path was beckoning to him,

Thud,

Yue Guan's knees gave way, and he dropped heavily onto the hard rock.

This time, there was no trembling, no fear—only the fervor of a man willing to die for one who truly understood him,

Yue Guan raised the gold box over his head with both hands, his voice hoarse and nearly breaking. "Thank you, Your Holiness, for the grace of remaking me! This subordinate, Yue Guan, will belong to Your Holiness from this day onward! Through mountains of blades and seas of fire, I will go wherever you command!"

Having secured a capable future subordinate, Qian Xunji turned to Qian Daoliu. "Father, the environment here is uniquely blessed. Plants can grow here at ten times their normal speed. Once we return, dispatch Elders to guard it in rotation and establish a restricted zone around the perimeter."

"That is only proper." Qian Daoliu nodded,

Qian Xunji's process of absorbing the Spirit Ring had thoroughly confirmed his suspicion that this was a "gift from the gods,"

All he wanted now was to hurry back to Spirit Hall, distribute these Immortal Herbs, and let his brothers enjoy the benefits.