What, You Want to Give Up Your Position?

"What... exactly is going on?"

Qian Daoliu rubbed his eyes again and again, but the huge crater was still there.

He had thought Qian Renxue was already strong enough, with such power despite having only two rings. But Chen Qi had merely pointed casually, and it had caused such a spectacle.

Anyone who didn't know better would have thought Soul Masters with three or four rings had been fighting.

Qian Renxue stared at the crater in front of her, unable to calm down for a long time.

She finally understood why she couldn't use the power inside her body. It had gone into Chen Qi's body.

So which of them was the master, and which was the Martial Soul?!

How could the master be weaker than her Martial Soul?!

System: I don't know either.

"Chen Qi, what exactly is going on?"

You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?

Chen Qi hadn't expected his casual strike to be so powerful. If he had put all his strength into it, this whole patch of forest would probably have been done for.

"System, do you know what's going on?"

"Ding. The host is a Ten-Winged Angel, a mythical being whose origins have already surpassed the Douluo Continent. That is why your power is so great."

Chen Qi nodded. So that was how it was. It seemed the difference in strength between bloodlines could be enormous.

If Qian Renxue became a Titled Douluo, or even a god, wouldn't she be able to take on the entire Divine Realm by herself?!

"Wait, that doesn't make sense. If I'm Qian Renxue's Martial Soul, why is her strength so much lower?"

"Ding. You are a Ten-Winged Angel, while Qian Renxue is not. Her actual power is that of a Six-Winged Angel that's slightly stronger than the original, thanks to borrowing your strength."

Now Chen Qi understood. It was Chen Qi who had been getting stronger all along, while Qian Renxue was just coasting on his success.

Chen Qi stared blankly for a long while, saying nothing, seemingly lost in thought.

Qian Renxue grew anxious. She patted his thigh and asked,

"Hey, Chen Qi, what are you thinking about?"

Her pat brought Chen Qi back to his senses.

"Uh, maybe you're still too weak to use all of my power."

Chen Qi continued to make up a plausible explanation. He couldn't exactly say, "You're you and I'm me. I'm a Ten-Winged Angel, while you're still a useless Six-Winged Angel."

That would hurt her pride too much. What if she got depressed? Then they'd really be in trouble.

"Oh~ I see now. Xue'er, your grandfather understands. You're still too weak, so you can't use the full power of a Ten-Winged Angel. Chen Qi is an external Martial Soul, so he isn't restricted!"

Qian Daoliu understood it all over again, interpreting Chen Qi's fabrication in his own way and successfully twisting it into the correct answer.

Qian Renxue seemed to wake from a dream at his words. She looked at her hands and shook her head helplessly.

"One day, I'll master all of my power!"

Seeing her like this made Chen Qi feel a little uneasy. When she reached the Titled Douluo level and discovered she still couldn't use that power, how disappointed and despairing would she be?

"Chen Qi, stop spacing out. Come back with me and cultivate Soul Power!"

Qian Renxue was fired up with boundless determination. She dashed off without a second thought, and there was no stopping her.

Chen Qi silently teleported along behind her. Before long, the two of them had disappeared from view.

Seeing this, Qian Daoliu couldn't help sighing.

"It's good to be young!"

At the Pope Palace, Bibi Dong sat in her papal chair, still wearing that revolting, sour face.

"Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, what has Qian Renxue been doing these past few days?"

Gui Mei lowered his head and answered respectfully.

"Your Holiness, the young mistress went with the Grand Elder to hunt for Soul Rings on each of the past two days. Today, she tested her Soul Skills."

Bibi Dong nodded. She wasn't surprised that Qian Renxue had gone hunting for Soul Rings. What she wanted to know was what her Soul Skills were.

"What are her Soul Skills?"

"Your Holiness, the young mistress's Soul Skills are Holy Purification and Holy Flame Scorch. One is a single-target skill, while the other attacks a group."

That was typical of the Qian Family's Martial Soul. The first two Soul Skills were one single-target attack and one group attack, as long as you weren't foolish enough to absorb a dark-attribute Soul Ring.

Yue Guan had yet to speak. He wanted to tell Bibi Dong something that would shock the entire continent.

"Yue Guan, is there something you want to say?"

Bibi Dong noticed that he seemed to be hesitating. Curious about what he wanted to say, she asked him.

"Your Holiness, the young mistress's Soul Rings are a little unusual. They aren't two Hundred-Year Soul Rings, but two Thousand-Year Soul Rings."

Thump.

The Pope Staff slipped from Bibi Dong's hand. Her gaze went blank as disbelief filled her mind.

Qian Renxue's Martial Soul had evolved and gained sentience—that much she could accept. Innate Soul Power of level twenty was also acceptable. But now she was being told that Qian Renxue's first two Soul Rings were both thousand-year rings.

She'd shattered every record and understanding of Martial Souls, Innate Soul Power, and Soul Rings.

What, was she applying for a Guinness World Record? Three records in one go, and in a few more years she'd be the youngest Titled Douluo. After that, she could probably casually claim the record for becoming a god the fastest, too.

By comparison, Tang Hao breaking through to become a Titled Douluo at forty-four was way too old. Next to Qian Renxue, he was practically an old man.

"Ah!! Why?! Why does that person get so many benefits, all of them going to the wicked Qian Family, while I, Bibi Dong, only get a Rakshasa God's position?!"

Rakshasa God: Have I been too nice to you?!

Bibi Dong couldn't hold back and shouted. Her voice was so loud that Yue Guan and Gui Mei broke out in a cold sweat.

They were terrified she'd kill them to vent her anger.

"Your Holiness, if there's nothing else, we'll take our leave."

Without waiting to see whether Bibi Dong would answer, they whooshed out of the room.

Bibi Dong was so furious her back teeth nearly cracked. It was bad enough that she'd failed to trick Qian Renxue into going to the Heaven Dou Empire. Now all these benefits had gone to her, too.

If she kept letting this go, the world would soon be thrown into chaos.

"No. I'm going to threaten those old men right now and make them stay obediently inside the Worship Hall. Then I can bully Qian Renxue openly in the future."

She acted as soon as the thought crossed her mind, setting off for the Worship Hall at once.

Outside the Worship Hall, Second Worship Golden Crocodile Douluo was chatting with Qian Daoliu, who had just returned.

Just then, they sensed a familiar presence approaching. They both turned and saw Bibi Dong walking toward them.

"Big brother, isn't that Bibi Dong? What's gotten into the sun, rising in the west? She's actually come to our Worship Hall in person."

Qian Daoliu narrowed his eyes as he watched her. The more he looked, the more suspicious it seemed. Bibi Dong had no reason to come to his Worship Hall, which made it all the more peculiar.

Given her personality, shouldn't she have sworn never to set foot in his Worship Hall, even if it meant going to the latrine instead?

"Could she be planning to give up the position of Pope to Xue'er?"

Hearing Qian Daoliu, Golden Crocodile Douluo nodded in agreement. Then, right in front of Bibi Dong, he stepped forward and said,

"You've come to my Worship Hall today. What, do you want to give up your position to Xiao Xue?"

???

A screen full of question marks appeared in Bibi Dong's mind. She couldn't understand what Golden Crocodile Douluo was thinking.

How could she possibly give the position of Pope to Qian Renxue? She was already being merciful by not causing Qian Renxue trouble every day, wasn't she?