Douluo: Martial Soul Nine Spirit Saint, I Create My Own Godhood
Chapter 12

The Radiant Goddess Butterfly

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Since childhood, she had consumed Whale Glue and various heavenly treasures alongside Lie Xu to temper her physical body. Combined with her Eight-Winged Angel god-level martial soul, innate twentieth-level soul power, and the Angel God Suit torso bone...

With all these heaven-defying foundations stacked together, this seemingly outrageous soul ring age actually appeared... potentially absorbable!

Qian Daoliu cast a deep look at the calm and composed Lie Xu behind him, ultimately letting out a silent sigh.

These two children could no longer be measured by conventional logic.

"Grandfather?"

Qian Renxue knew that the soul ring age she had proposed exceeded standard configurations. Unsure if her grandfather would agree, she felt a bit insecure and asked in a timid voice.

"Is there a problem with this soul ring configuration?"

"There isn't any problem, but Xiaoxue, are you certain you want to risk absorbing a soul ring of such high age?"

There is a type of worry known as "elders think..."

Qian Renxue looked toward Lie Xu.

Lie Xu nodded. "Believe in yourself. You are, after all, the candidate for the Angel God."

"Mm!"

The girl's eyes were resolute.

"Grandfather, I believe in myself."

On the eastern side of the Star Dou Great Forest lay the Sunny Canyon.

Within the wide canyon, golden Blazing Sun Flowers bloomed perpetually toward the sun. Amidst the sea of flowers, blue-gold butterflies with dual wings fluttered constantly. As their wings beat, V-shaped golden light patterns stirred the surrounding light energy, leaving trails of golden phantoms. The interplay of reality and illusion outlined beautiful figures dancing in a breathtaking display.

"Wow, so beautiful~" Qian Renxue hopped off Xiao Jiu, standing at the edge of the cliff and staring at the dreamlike scenery in the canyon below, momentarily losing herself.

"Xiaoxue, don't go over there." Standing by the canyon's edge, Qian Daoliu grabbed her just as she was about to run toward the flower sea, which radiated intense heat.

"The Radiant Goddess Butterfly loves the sun and warmth, feeds on the pollen of Blazing Sun Flowers, and excels at group attacks. A few hundred-year-old Radiant Goddess Butterflies combined with the Blazing Sun Flowers can even overwhelm a thousand-year soul beast. They are also extremely xenophobic. If you barge in, you might startle the swarm. Most on the periphery are ten or hundred-year-old ones; if you can't strike them down in one blow, finding a suitable one later will be even more troublesome."

After explaining the habits of the Radiant Goddess Butterfly, Lie Xu stood beside Qian Renxue, watching the picturesque beauty of the canyon below together.

"So Xue'er, just wait quietly for Great Grandfather to catch one for you."

"Mm-hmm!"

Qian Renxue watched the butterflies fluttering below and nodded heavily, filled with anticipation.

Before the words had even faded, Qian Daoliu instantly activated his martial soul. Six pure white wings sprouted from his back, radiating a holy and bright aura. With a flash, his figure soared directly toward the center of the butterfly swarm in the canyon below.

The moment Qian Daoliu intruded, the swarm exploded into flight. Butterflies of all sizes blotted out the sky, and as their wings beat, light blades rained down, shooting toward him.

"Fourth soul skill, Holy Light Protection!"

The moment the attack reached him, the soul skill was cast instantly, and a golden spherical barrier tightly shielded Qian Daoliu.

The startled swarm was then drawn to the holy, bright Angel aura emanating from him. Under the soothing influence of the Angel Holy Light, they calmed down one by one, landing on the Blazing Sun Flowers to enjoy this moment of sacred peace.

Seizing this brief opening, Qian Daoliu locked onto a Radiant Goddess Butterfly with a wingspan of nearly two meters and the most brilliant radiance among a group of thousand-year butterflies, pointing his finger at it.

"Angel Domain, suppress!"

Qian Daoliu kept the domain restricted to less than two cubic meters, instantly suppressing the butterfly. He quickly wrapped it in soul power, tapped his feet, and flew steadily back up from the canyon.

"About nineteen hundred years."

Under Qian Daoliu's pressure, this nearly two-thousand-year-old Radiant Goddess Butterfly pressed tightly against the ground. Its wings trembled slightly, shaking off a great deal of blue-gold powder as if struggling against its predetermined fate.

Qian Daoliu looked at Qian Renxue with concern. "Xiaoxue, the age is about a hundred years over. Will it be a bit dangerous?"

Qian Renxue shook her head gently. Her gaze fell upon the Radiant Goddess Butterfly, which lay prostrate on the ground with broken wings. Her eyes held no trace of retreat; instead, they grew more determined.

Although this soul beast had about a hundred years more cultivation than she had anticipated, the hardest part—hunting the beast—had already been done for her. Yet, she did not want to be protected behind someone forever, acting like a vase; after all, there was someone as dazzling as the sun beside her...

"It's only a mere hundred years over; it won't scare me."

As she spoke, Qian Renxue did not hesitate. She raised her small hand, and golden Angel soul power quietly condensed.

There was no ferocity, no violence—only a gentle yet firm holy light that slowly enveloped the injured Radiant Goddess Butterfly.

Whether it sensed the light aura in Qian Renxue's martial soul or had simply accepted its fate, the butterfly suddenly stopped struggling, quietly welcoming the arrival of its final moment.

"I will not let you sacrifice yourself in vain."

"I will carry your power to even greater heights."

The next moment, a golden light flashed. After a violent tremor of its wings, the once-brilliant blue-gold gradually lost its luster, turning gray-white.

A dark purple soul ring floated slowly above the gray butterfly corpse.

After taking one last look at Lie Xu, Qian Renxue sat cross-legged and closed her eyes. She summoned her martial soul and used her soul power to guide the soul ring, slowly moving it toward her Angel martial soul. The Eight-Winged Angel floated silently behind her, rising and falling with the rhythm of the soul ring...

The first soul ring absorption began...

Three hours later, fine beads of sweat had broken out on Qian Renxue's forehead. Her breathing grew heavy, and her brows furrowed.

"Is it still a bit too much for her?"

Qian Daoliu felt his heart tighten. He walked up to Qian Renxue, his soul power flickering in his hand, ready to intervene and interrupt the absorption process at any moment.

An incense stick of time had already passed. Just as Qian Daoliu prepared to interrupt the absorption process, Qian Renxue's furrowed brows gradually smoothed out, and her breathing became much steadier. The dark purple spirit ring slowly solidified beneath the feet of her Eight-Winged Angel spirit.

"Grandpa, Brother Lie Xu, I succeeded."

The moment Qian Renxue finished absorbing the spirit ring, she jumped up in excitement.

"Amazing, Xue'er! You've made history. Truly impressive!!!"

Lie Xu stroked Qian Renxue's bright, silky golden hair.

"Of course, who do you think I am?"

Qian Renxue puffed out her flat chest with a proud, haughty look.

"Yes, yes, yes. Our Xue'er is a genius beauty who possesses both talent and looks. But you've taken the lead this time; I'll be catching up soon."

Lie Xu's hand, which had been patting her head, gently pinched Qian Renxue's soft, chubby cheeks.

"Alright, little Xue, stop fooling around. You've just finished absorbing the spirit ring, so take a rest before we go find a spirit beast for your second ring."

Qian Daoliu gave a light cough and spoke helplessly toward the two who were playing around.

While everyone was still immersed in the lingering joy of Qian Renxue absorbing a spirit ring beyond her limit, a beastly silhouette lay dormant deep within the dense forest, hidden in the heavy shadows. Its eyes stared quietly at the group ahead, and a thin line in the center of its forehead glowed with a faint rose-gold light. Strangely, the two Limit Titled Douluo remained completely unaware of it...

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