Seven Great Sects Re-selection Conference

Star Dou Great Forest, Lake of Life.

"Ah—"

A piercing scream that made the entire Star Dou Great Forest tremble erupted from the Sky Azure Bull Python. Blinding red light suddenly spread from the center of its brow, forming a red halo that instantly expanded. Wherever the red light passed, both earth and sky were dyed blood-red.

"Farewell, Sister Xiao Wu, Aunt Rou, Er Ming." The Sky Azure Bull Python slowly closed its eyes as its entire body was enveloped by a blood-red pillar of light. The pillar shot into the clouds before descending upon Qian Xunji's location. The magnetic field created by the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast's sacrifice blasted Light Feather Douluo and Mighty Lion Douluo dozens of meters back.

Mighty Lion Douluo and Light Feather Douluo watched the Titan Giant Ape and the two Hundred-Thousand-Year Soft Bone Rabbits flee, their faces full of unwillingness. They could have gained three more Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones. If the two of them had killed the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts alongside Qian Xunji, each of them would certainly have received one. Yet Qian Xunji had let them go.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black—eight Soul Rings quietly emerged, neatly circling Qian Xunji in order.

The surging blood-red radiance gradually merged into Qian Xunji's torso and those eight Soul Rings. At last, his torso shone with dazzling red light, and a scarlet Soul Ring over a hundred meters in diameter slowly appeared beyond the first eight rings, pulsing up and down around his body.

Qian Xunji had completely fused with the 100,000 Year Soul Ring and had also gained a Hundred Thousand Year torso Soul Bone.

Among the six Soul Bones, the torso Soul Bone was the most precious. The Sky Azure Bull Python truly had experience; it knew how to win Qian Xunji's favor to the greatest extent, ensuring that he would keep his promise and not pursue Ah Rou, Xiao Wu, and Er Ming.

Would Qian Xunji keep his promise? Of course. After all, he no longer needed to obtain Soul Rings. If not to maximize his gains, why would he make an agreement with Soul Beasts? Did they think everyone was Qian Daoliu?

Promises were no different from contracts. They only held when both sides possessed equal strength. Otherwise, in this world where the strong devoured the weak, they could be torn up at any moment.

With a 100,000 Year Soul Ring, a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, and the massive Soul Power within the Sky Azure Bull Python, Qian Xunji's cultivation smoothly broke through to Rank 93.

"Congratulations, Your Holiness the Pope!" X2

Mighty Lion Douluo and Light Feather Douluo suppressed their inner resentment and clasped their hands toward Qian Xunji.

Qian Xunji said, "Fourth Elder, Fifth Elder, I know you two are deeply dissatisfied because I let those three Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts go and allowed those three Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones to slip away for nothing. But have you considered that I did this precisely for the sake of our descendants?"

Mighty Lion Douluo and Light Feather Douluo furrowed their brows slightly. They had been thinking of their descendants too. Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones could be passed down to future generations.

Qian Xunji continued, "100,000 Year Soul Rings and Soul Bones can not only greatly increase our strength. Since Soul Bones can be inherited, Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones hold greater value for a family. But for an individual, 100,000 Year Soul Rings are more valuable, because they can also bring tremendous growth to one's Martial Soul."

"You two Worships should understand clearly, having cultivated to your current realms, that after Rank 95, the accumulation of Soul Power is no longer the most important thing. What matters most is one's understanding of the Martial Soul—developing one's own Martial Soul, or rather, Martial Soul Evolution. The energy of a 100,000 Year Soul Ring can greatly advance that step."

"If one day your descendants awaken with Innate Full Soul Power, cultivate diligently like the Second Worship, and obtain a 100,000 Year Soul Ring for their ninth ring, then they will be qualified to challenge Rank 99 like Tang Chen, perhaps even embark on the path to godhood."

"If everyone kills Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts for their Soul Bones whenever they see them, leaving the talented descendants of later generations with no 100,000 Year Soul Rings to use, then wouldn't we be unworthy of being their ancestors?"

Mighty Lion Douluo and Light Feather Douluo were both stunned. They did not even know whether they could break through to Rank 97, yet Qian Xunji was already thinking of future generations—of their path to godhood? Wasn't that far too ambitious?

"As Soul Masters, we should have some ideals. In this world, everyone could be the protagonist, could they not? Just like the Angel God—who could say that our descendants have no such possibility?"

Qian Xunji sighed. "My talent leaves no possibility of becoming a god. I can only leave that task to my descendants. Of course, if the descendants of Mighty Lion Douluo or Light Feather Douluo possess the talent to become gods, or even achieve godhood, then I hope that in that era, the descendants of the Fourth Elder and Fifth Elder will look after my Qian Family."

Hearing this, Mighty Lion Douluo and Light Feather Douluo were both flattered beyond measure. They had joined Spirit Hall, worshipped the Angel God, and regarded the Angel lineage as supreme. Yet Qian Xunji had actually said that if their descendants became gods, they should look after the Angel lineage. How could they not be shocked?

"Your Holiness the Pope overpraises us. Your Holiness possesses breadth of heart and vision, with foresight far beyond ordinary men. My cultivation and age both greatly exceed yours, yet I have been so narrow-minded. I am truly ashamed."

Qian Xunji clasped his hands as well. "Fourth Elder, Fifth Elder, you are too modest. You are the pillars supporting Spirit Hall. For experts of your cultivation to be willing to heed such excessive requests from me, Qian Xunji, I am already deeply honored."

Afterward, Qian Xunji, Mighty Lion Douluo, and Light Feather Douluo returned to Spirit Hall.

After this incident, Qian Xunji had formulated a strategy, defeated three Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts with the weak overcoming the strong, and displayed such far-reaching vision and broad-mindedness that Mighty Lion Douluo and Light Feather Douluo were now completely convinced by him.

After returning to Worship Hall, Qian Daoliu heard Mighty Lion Douluo and Light Feather Douluo endlessly praising Qian Xunji. Though puzzled, he was also delighted. It seemed that after five years of secluded cultivation, Qian Xunji's mind had finally matured.

After returning to Pope Palace, Qian Xunji entered seclusion for three days to consolidate his cultivation. He then issued another order: three months later, the Seven Great Sects Re-selection Conference would be held to rerank the Seven Great Sects.

After the great battle in the Star Dou Great Forest, Qian Xunji had fully confirmed it: the people of Douluo really were terrible at thinking. What was that song, Breaking Out of the Cocoon, going on about? Finding a way to survive in desperate straits, countering every move as it came—it was complete bullshit.

Soul Masters relied on Soul Skills to fight. Thus, they hid their Soul Skills from others to prevent themselves from being countered. If they could avoid using Soul Skills in battle, they did. Whenever they used a particular Soul Skill, the corresponding Soul Ring lit up, making it impossible to hide.

That was right, wasn't it? It was, but that was how battles worked in other fantasy worlds. In the Douluo world, there was no such thing as countering moves as they came, much less targeted tactics.

Battles between Soul Masters were simply clashes of ultimate moves. Whoever had stronger Soul Power, higher-year Soul Rings, and greater might won. Put simply, it was a group of single-celled organisms comparing whose fists were bigger.

Qian Xunji was even wondering whether, when Douluo Soul Masters fought, their brains were entirely occupied with thinking about what Soul Skills the Soul Rings beneath their feet provided, leaving them no time to think about anything else.