Three Visits to the Far North

Qian Xunji decisively rejected the temptation to begin the God Trial immediately,

"The trial can wait. I'll keep this Godhead Seed in my Sea of Consciousness and nurture it first!"

He understood the mechanism behind this [Evolvable Godhead] very well. If he activated it now, its ceiling would be locked at Second-Level God,

But as long as he continued to gather the continent's faith, continued to break through in Soul Power, and even poured Subversion Points into it later, this Godhead would sooner or later evolve into a First-Level Main God's, or even a God King's!

"But..."

Qian Xunji felt the aura of laws deep between his brows. Though suppressed, it still radiated the genuine, pure pressure of a god. A sudden flash of inspiration crossed his mind, and the villainous smile at the corner of his mouth grew increasingly wicked.

Although this thing was still only a half-finished Godhead for a Second-Level God, something he himself wouldn't settle for, to anyone else, it was a genuine opportunity to become a god,

"A Godhead's aura can't be faked. It's not just the key to godhood—it's also the perfect bait for catching a big fish!"

Qian Xunji rose and paced over to the window, gazing toward the distant Far North of the continent.

It would be a lie to say he hadn't envied the feelings Zhu Wanying had shown for Dai Tianfeng. Though his longing had been restrained by his thirst for power,

Those two things didn't conflict, did they?

"Last time I went to the Far North, I dangled the prospect of godhood in front of Snow Empress. That tigress was beaten into submission, but she definitely still doesn't believe me."

"But now..."

Qian Xunji touched the spot between his brows and chuckled softly,

"Next time I go to the Far North, I'll show her this Embryonic Godhead that belongs exclusively to me. I refuse to believe that a living block of ten-thousand-year-old ice who's survived for seven hundred thousand years could resist someone who can condense a Godhead on his own!"

It wasn't just Snow Empress. This Godhead's aura didn't belong to any of the old gods of the Douluo God Realm,

So in the future, it could even be used to lure out the Silver Dragon King, sleeping deep in the Star Dou Great Forest. The faith of Soul Beasts was still faith, after all. It was just too troublesome to scheme for,

"I may not care for a Second-Level God's divine position, but it'll do just fine as a showpiece for recruiting people into my pyramid scheme."

The Godhead was stable, and its foundation complete. Next, it was time to honor his final appointment in the Far North.

Qian Xunji rose, stretched his limbs, and was just about to change into a flashy Papal outfit and head out when a serious biological question suddenly flashed through his mind, freezing the villainous smile on his face.

"Wait..."

Qian Xunji rubbed his chin, his brows knitted tight,

"Snow Empress is a seven-hundred-thousand-year-old Heavenly Snow Woman, born from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the Far North. Though she usually appears as a peerlessly beautiful human woman, in essence, she's still a genuine Soul Beast!"

"If I bring her back to Spirit Hall as my wife... how do we get around reproductive incompatibility?"

Qian Xunji scratched his head. He had thumped his chest and promised that old man Qian Daoliu he'd bring home a daughter-in-law and give Spirit Hall a plump grandson with a Super God-level bloodline.

If Snow Empress couldn't reproduce like a human, or if their child ended up an incongruous popsicle because of a bloodline conflict, Qian Daoliu would probably chase his rebellious son around the world with the Angel Holy Sword,

Besides, although a Soul Beast could cultivate anew and transform into a human, the process was far too long. It would have to give up hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation and start over, all while facing the risk of being exposed at any moment,

"No way. The woman I've set my sights on won't suffer that kind of indignity. I want a union of the strong, not a deadweight who has to level up from scratch!"

Qian Xunji promptly summoned the system in his mind.

"System, open the shop right now! Find me an item that can perfectly resolve Soul Beast bloodline restrictions, turn one directly into a pure-blooded human, and preserve her strength."

A screen instantly appeared before him, displaying an image of a peculiar device that shone with a soft white light.

[Origin Power Converter]

[Item Description: A divine artifact that reverses the natural order. It can forcefully and perfectly convert the Origin bloodline of any Soul Beast over one hundred thousand years old into a pure human bloodline.

Core Mechanism: During conversion, the Soul Beast does not need to disperse its cultivation and start over. The system will convert its current cultivation into equivalent human strength.

Note: Due to the crossing of species, a small amount of energy will be lost during conversion, and the converted strength will decline slightly. However, the foundation will be flawless, and the Soul Beast will completely escape the dead end of being unable to become a god. The converter will even perfectly resolve reproductive incompatibility.

Price: 50,000 Subversion Points.]

"Fifty thousand Subversion Points?"

Qian Xunji gritted his teeth as he looked at the price.

During the month since fusing with the Godhead, General Theory of Martial Souls had remained a hit across the continent. Along with the support of Soul Masters from commoner families, the Subversion Points he earned passively had kept pouring in. Adding the more than sixty thousand left over after buying the Godhead, his current balance had just reached 83,658 points.

"Fifty thousand it is. For that old man's plump grandson, and for my future divine couple, I'll pay the bride price!" Qian Xunji waved his hand and made the call with lavish confidence.

[Purchase request detected.]

[50,000 Subversion Points deducted. Purchase successful. Current Subversion Points remaining: 33,658.]

[Origin Power Converter has been added to the system inventory.]

"Done!"

Looking at the tiny device in his inventory, shimmering with the light of life's laws, Qian Xunji finally felt the weight lift from his heart.

With this thing, Snow Empress would no longer be an ice-and-snow Ferocious Beast, crushed beneath the rules of the Divine Realm and liable to die under a tribulation at any moment.

If she agreed, Qian Xunji could immediately turn her into a pure-blooded human ice queen with strength above Super Douluo and limitless potential!

"Everything's ready. Now all I need is the right moment."

Qian Xunji swept his hand, draping a brand-new, luxurious Papal robe over himself. Golden thread embroidered a Twelve-Winged Angel insignia in subtle patterns across it. Then he pushed open the chamber doors.

"Yue Guan, Gui Mei!"

The two Titled Douluo waiting outside immediately appeared and bowed. "What are your orders, Your Holiness the Pope?"

"I'm going on a long trip to bring back your future Papal Lady."

Qian Xunji's deep eyes shone with absolute confidence. He glanced north,

"Keep an eye on Spirit Hall, and make sure that little Zhu Yan keeps up her cultivation. Also, watch for any signs that she might turn out to be an ungrateful wretch.

"If any shortsighted faction dares to provoke trouble while I'm gone..."

"Write it all down. I'll deal with it when I return."

"As you command!"

Qian Xunji nodded in satisfaction. His figure flashed, and he appeared high above Spirit City.

Twelve dazzling wings of light unfurled with a roar, while the Soul Power of a peak, ninety-fifth-level Douluo tore through the clouds,

"Snow Empress, I'm coming. This time, let's see what you can use to refuse me."

A streak of golden light cut across the sky like a shooting star flying against its course, racing straight toward the life-forbidden zone of the Far North, with unmatched authority and confidence.