Qian Renxue's Tragic Second Life

Like most reincarnators and transmigrators, Qian Renxue appeared exceptionally gifted to outsiders, able to speak, recognize characters, and read by the age of one.

However, with Qian Xunqian as a living example, the people of Spirit Hall did not find anything unusual about this.

Qian Daoliu was even more excited, shouting at the top of his lungs:

"My Qian family has produced another prodigy!"

Once Qian Renxue could walk, the person she was closest to, besides her mother Qian Yun'er, was Bibi Dong.

As if bound by the ties of a past life, Bibi Dong also cherished the child before her deeply, feeling an inexplicable urge to care for and dote on her.

The only thing that annoyed her most was that the child insisted on calling her "Auntie."

No, she was only twenty; she wasn't old!

She had corrected her countless times, wanting Qian Renxue to change her address to "Big Sister," but the results remained unsatisfactory.

Qian Renxue still called her "Auntie" at every turn.

"Alright, Sister Bi, you've played enough. It's time to hand the child over to me; today's training hasn't been completed yet!"

Where there is a doting mother, there must be a strict father, and Qian Xunqian was clearly the villain in this scenario.

After all, she had promised the child's mother that she would be Qian Renxue's mentor. She was not like that Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang, who claimed to have cultivated a god despite teaching the child nothing of substance.

She truly intended to cultivate Qian Renxue toward godhood, ideally surpassing the original work to punch Tang San and kick the Asura God!

She was truly worthy of being a woman born with innate full soul power of level twenty, destined to become the Angel God; such aptitude was one of a kind even on the Douluo Continent.

Not to mention that her physical constitution far exceeded that of ordinary children, her mind was also top-tier.

Qian Xunqian loved this piece of unpolished jade dearly, while simultaneously finding herself unable to resist mocking her dear elder uncle once more.

It could only be said that the field of education was not suited for Qian Daoliu. If not for his cultivation as a level 99 Limit Douluo, she would have thought Qian Daoliu could sit at the same table as the "Master" Yu Xiaogang.

One day in a parallel world, Yu Xiaogang and Qian Daoliu sat together to discuss their educational insights.

Yu Xiaogang: "I have cultivated a god!"

Qian Daoliu: "I have also cultivated a god! Little brother, how did you do it?"

Yu Xiaogang: "I seized the initiative, tricking Tang San into becoming my disciple at the start. As for the actual education, I have those two big suckers, Flender and Dugu Bo. Old brother, what about you?"

Qian Daoliu: "I chose the soul ring configuration for Xue'er very rigorously: Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black, Black, Red. Moreover, I don't oppose anything Xue'er does; even if she wastes her talent to go undercover in the Heaven Dou Empire, I agree."

Yu Xiaogang and Qian Daoliu: "What a kindred spirit! We are truly the Crouching Dragon and Fledgling Phoenix of the Douluo Continent's educational world!"

Returning to the main topic, Qian Renxue now felt both love and fear toward this unfamiliar aunt.

What she loved was that her aunt's training methods were scientific and reasonable, balancing work and rest without ever over-exhausting her talent. She could feel that her constitution was far better than in her previous life.

What she feared was that, within the limits of not over-exhausting her talent, Qian Xunqian was "torturing"—bah, polishing—her to the maximum extent.

Every day she had to run, under the guise of exercising endurance; she had to lift weights, under the guise of exercising arm strength; and she had to read every day, under the guise of exercising spiritual power.

Every week she had to soak in a medicinal bath, and every quarter she had to take a theoretical knowledge exam.

Grandfather was better! Now, exhausted to the point of collapse by the time she went to bed, Qian Renxue would fall into a deep sleep without even dreaming. The moment she opened her eyes, another cruel day began.

My foundation is now much firmer than in my previous life! In this life, I have my mother, my aunt, my other aunt, my grandfather, and the Consecration Hall grandfathers who love me! Tang San! You just wait for this young lady! I will definitely kill you! To repay the mistakes of my past life! In this life, I will protect everything in Spirit Hall!

Whenever Qian Renxue thought of the hatred from her past life, she wished she could train a little longer, squeezing herself to the limit so that when she met Tang San again, she could kill him!

And at these times, Qian Xunqian would sternly interrupt her:

"Xue'er, everything requires moderation. Today's practice ends here. Overloading your training will instead cause damage to your body, and the losses will outweigh the gains!"

Qian Xunqian was no fool. As a scientist, she possessed that level of observational skill. Several times, she had seen Qian Renxue's eyes turn sharp and filled with killing intent while running—this was not a look a two-year-old should have.

After carefully observing Xue'er for a month, Qian Xunqian finally concluded that this child had actually been reincarnated!

The world is full of wonders; she herself had come here inexplicably, so a mere reincarnation was nothing to be surprised about.

She suddenly became curious: since Qian Renxue had been reincarnated, how would Tang San handle this life?

And she did not intend to tell Qian Renxue that she was a transmigrator, nor would she tell her the plot of the original work.

What a joke. If she told her that Tang San could be found at such-and-such a location and let her kill him in one strike, Qian Renxue would indeed have her revenge, but it would be too easy, and it would rely entirely on her own power rather than Qian Renxue's.

Qian Renxue was a proud person. She pursued defeating Tang San uprightly with her own strength to avenge Bibi Dong and the entire Spirit Hall. Otherwise, why would she be training so desperately now?

Like Qian Daoliu in the original work, Qian Xunqian also pre-emptively set Tang San up as a whetstone for Qian Renxue.

Unlike the original work, Qian Xunqian did not spend her days holed up in the Consecration Hall "getting aroused" by the Angel Statue like Qian Daoliu; she had real work to do.

Compared to dealing with that little brat Tang San, changing the Douluo Continent and improving the lives of its common people was more meaningful.

Even if Qian Renxue couldn't beat Tang San in the end, wasn't she still there? When the time came, she could just bring out a level ten soul guidance device or even a god-level one to clean up the mess.

"Calculating the time, it's almost time for the experiment results. I wonder if those 500 people will be able to awaken innate soul power. I'm really looking forward to it!"

Qian Xunqian personally awakened the spirits for these 500 test subjects.

"Shi Nian, spirit Solitary Bamboo, innate soul power level four!"

"Xiao Yan, spirit Datura Snake, innate soul power level eight!"

"Bald Jian, martial spirit Chainsaw, innate spirit power level five!"

"Xiong San, martial spirit Vajra Bear, innate spirit power level eight!"

Qian Xunqian nodded, a look of joy appearing on her face.

Although high-tier martial spirits like the Datura Snake and Vajra Bear were powerful, their innate spirit power usually averaged between levels six and seven, and it was rare for them to break through to level eight. Now, with several appearing all at once, it seemed the Innate Spirit Power Cultivation Device was truly working!

"Qian Muchun, martial spirit hoe, innate spirit power level three!"

"Lin Xianji, martial spirit sickle, innate spirit power level two point five!"

"Hu Shi, martial spirit Blue Silver Grass, innate spirit power level two!"

"Xu Zhimo, martial spirit rat snake, innate spirit power level three!"

Qian Xunqian was so excited she could have jumped for joy. If not for the children present, she would have struggled to suppress her emotions for the sake of her reputation; as it stood, she felt as though she might tear the roof off the Spirit Awakening Hall.