Douluo: Qian Renxue, Your Martial Spirit Has Become a Person
Chapter 14

I Am Qian Xue

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Spring turned to autumn, rain passed and the sky cleared. Qian Renxue sat cross-legged on the training platform personally built by Qian Daoliu, and with every breath, spiritual energy flowed naturally into her body.

Chen Qi lay on the grass nearby, boredly pulling a bottle of Fat House Happy Water from the System Shop.

Come to think of it, Chen Qi had discovered the modern goods section by accident; the interface was just like browsing major shopping apps on a smartphone.

The only difference was that Chen Qi only needed to tap once, and the item would instantly appear in his hand, skipping the shipping process entirely.

I've been transmigrated to Douluo Continent for two years without realizing it. Back in the day, I was a force to be reckoned with in CS:GO—well, I was bullied like a dog by bots—but now I've been reduced to Qian Renxue's spirit, and if I'm more than three meters away, I'm automatically teleported back to her side. All paths to free movement are sealed off; my future is truly bleak.

Chen Qi sighed and took a swig of the Fat House Happy Water. Who even invented this stuff?

It wasn't just delicious; the key was that it was cheap. One Favor Point could buy a truckload, enough to drink until it expired and still have plenty left over.

What? You ask why Chen Qi wasn't cultivating alongside Qian Renxue?

That was to keep the cultivation challenging and prevent her from becoming overly complacent. It was definitely not laziness—absolutely not!

"Chen Qi, give me a bottle of Fat House Happy Water."

In two years, Qian Renxue had grown from a pitiful little girl into a young lady whose budding beauty was already beginning to show.

The protrusion on her chest alone was enough to make many girls from Blue Star cry with envy.

"Master, it's not that I'm complaining, but drinking too much of this stuff isn't good for your health."

"If it's bad for your health, then why do you drink it like water every day? You're practically bathing in it."

Qian Renxue refused to accept that, extending her right hand to signal Chen Qi to hurry up and give it to her.

Chen Qi had no choice but to take a bottle from the system space and hand it to her.

"Because I'm a spirit, so I'm immune to all poisons."

Qian Renxue took the Fat House Happy Water, feeling the cool, chilled surface. She twisted off the cap and gulped down the liquid inside with abandon.

That taste, that sensation—it was as if she had arrived in heaven.

"Chen Qi, since you said that, I'll take charge of tonight's dinner!"

"That's really not necessary! Miss, you are a noble person; your hands shouldn't touch the stove. Let the professional chefs of Spirit Hall handle such matters."

Hearing that Qian Renxue wanted to cook, Chen Qi broke out in a cold sweat.

That guy wasn't cooking.

She was making bombs. Things went in clean and white, but how did they come out pitch black? The taste was even worse than a mixture of fish mint, mung bean juice, and the sweat squeezed out of a sneaker after a 1,000-meter run.

In short, it could be summed up in one sound.

Yue~

"Hmph, I see! You just don't want to eat my cooking! I'll make it for Grandpa later; he even fell asleep in bliss last time."

Chen Qi breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. As long as she wasn't cooking for him, it was fine.

It was just too bad for Qian Daoliu; he had nearly gone to meet the Angel God after just one bite last time.

"By the way, Chen Qi, I'm eight years old now. I can go travel the continent. When are we leaving?"

Thinking back, Qian Renxue had been exactly six years old and had just awakened her spirit when Chen Qi transmigrated. Now, two years had passed, and she had reached the age Qian Daoliu had set.

"Master, you know that if I leave the house for 24 hours, I lose my mind. Can we postpone it for a few hundred years?"

Looking at the pitiful Chen Qi, Qian Renxue felt no sympathy and rejected him flatly.

"You're so old now, why are you still hiding at home like a child? This young lady must cure your bad habits."

"Ah? No, please don't!"

Inside the Consecrated Hall, Chen Qi followed behind Qian Renxue with a look of utter despair. His future was pitch black.

Wilderness, strangers everywhere—just thinking about it was terrifying!

On the chair at the very back of the Consecrated Hall, Qian Daoliu was resting with his eyes closed. Sensing someone approaching, he opened his eyes to inspect them.

"Xue'er? Did you miss Grandpa?"

Qian Renxue smiled and said, "Mm, I missed Grandpa the most, most, most! I came here specially today to cook for you."

At the mention of cooking, Qian Daoliu's body went limp, and he nearly fell off his chair.

The other Consecrated elders couldn't help but swallow hard upon hearing this; the scene of Qian Renxue cooking last time was still fresh in their minds.

By comparison, the Poison Douluo Dugu Bo was practically a sweet little girl.

"Uh, granddaughter, let's skip the cooking. Just missing Grandpa is enough."

"Hee hee, I was just teasing you, Grandpa. I'm talking about traveling the continent."

Hearing that she wouldn't be cooking, Qian Daoliu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as she wasn't cooking, everything else was negotiable.

"So that's what this is about. Grandpa promised before that as long as you reached eight years old, I would let you go out and travel. Now that you are eight, Grandpa will not break his word. I agree to let you travel."

Hearing this, Qian Renxue jumped three feet high with joy and excitedly hugged Chen Qi, who was two heads taller than her.

"Chen Qi, did you hear that? Grandfather agreed to let me go out and travel! He actually agreed!"

While some were happy, others were miserable. Chen Qi's face was dark enough to make him want to cry; the damned Qian Renxue was really twisting the knife, there was simply no justice in this world.

Qian Daoliu sighed at the sight. Qian Renxue was already level 39, and it wouldn't be long before she reached level 40, becoming the youngest Spirit Ancestor in history.

With such talent, keeping her confined within Spirit Hall without letting her see the world would truly be a disservice to her potential.

"Pufferfish, Snake Spear, the two of you shall accompany Xue'er."

Two men walked in from outside the Consecrated Hall; they were the very Title Douluo who had accompanied Qian Renxue to the Heaven Dou Empire as undercover agents in the original story.

Pufferfish Douluo and Snake Spear Douluo.

"Understood. Please rest assured, Great Elder, we shall be responsible for the Young Mistress's safety."

On the way home, Qian Renxue skipped and hopped along, constantly boasting about her upcoming travels.

Listening to her made Chen Qi want to bash his head against something and end it all.

"I'm telling you, big sister, give it a rest. You're going to strain your throat."

"Hehe, Chen Qi, you must be terrified right now, aren't you? Don't worry, considering we're like brothers, I might consider staying at an inn."

He would rather sleep in the forest.

As for the inns on the Douluo Continent, unless they were high-end establishments, they were either drafty or leaking.

There was also a high chance of finding "strawberry stains" on the sheets.

Or the "remains of war" left behind by the previous occupant.

"By the way, Chen Qi, don't you think I should take on a new name while I travel the continent?"

"Take one if you want. I'm just a spirit, after all."

Someone like Qian Renxue, protected by more than half the Title Douluo on the continent, only used a fake name because she was afraid people would be too intimidated to play with her.

"Hmm... let me think, what name would be good? Ah! How about I call myself Qian Xue!"

Qian Renxue removed the 'Ren' from her name, thus calling herself Qian Xue.

Chen Qi was stunned when he heard this. Although it didn't matter what fake name she used, 'Qian Xue' was just too lazy.

If nothing else, 'Li Goudan' would have been fine—it was common and rolled off the tongue.

"Chen Qi, what do you think of my fake name?"

Faced with Qian Renxue's question, what could Chen Qi possibly say?

"Great! This name is truly excellent; it's so striking that it catches one's attention immediately!"

"Heehee, then I shall be Qian Xue!"

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