Settling the World with a Move (I) (Revised)

The City of Slaughter was located in the Far West Wilderness.

Using the Star Dou Great Forest and Spirit City as the dividing line, the City of Slaughter was nominally within the territory of the Star Luo Empire, under the jurisdiction of Dragon Flame Province.

Of course, that was only nominally so.

As a prison for Evil Spirit Masters, its warden was a Level 99 Limit Douluo, while the captain of its Enforcement Team was a Level 91 Titled Douluo. The Xingluo Royal Family adopted a laissez-faire attitude toward this area. As for a mere Dragon Flame Province, regardless of who its ruler was, it would not dare demand that the City of Slaughter accept its administration.

Douluo Continent was simply such a world.

The strong were respected, and might made right.

A Titled Douluo could be granted territory and made a feudal lord. If one did not wish to rule territory, believing that doing so would wear away one's enthusiasm for cultivation, one could also refuse. But even without territory, these Titled Douluo would be honored guests of the emperors in any empire. In any kingdom beneath an empire, they could even stand as equals with the king.

The allure of strength was evident!

Today, however, a carriage from the Heaven Dou Empire had appeared in an area where it had no business being. Under the protection of two Titled Douluo, it had stopped outside the forest surrounding the exit of Hell Road, waiting for an old friend whom they had not seen for two years to return victorious.

"Young Master, don't you think you're making too much of that brat?"

"That brat's talent is indeed quite good."

"His future potential is no lower than ours."

"But you don't need to lower yourself this far and personally come to welcome him back!"

Inside the carriage were two middle-aged men clad in golden armor and a blond youth holding a book. At that moment, one of the two middle-aged men in golden armor—the slimmer one—was speaking, trying to persuade the blond youth across from him, who turned a page of his book from time to time.

The other middle-aged man in golden armor, who was sturdy and even somewhat fat, nodded in strong agreement when he heard this.

Who were they?

They were Titled Douluo!

One held the title Porcupine, and the other held the title Snake Lance.

They belonged to Spirit Hall.

The only person they would address as Young Master was the future Pope of Spirit Hall, the future Angel God, and the granddaughter of High Priest Qian Daoliu—Qian Renxue.

They could understand recruiting capable people with humility.

Moreover, even if Qian Renxue became a god and ascended to the legendary Divine Realm, she would still be in a new environment. In the end, it was always more reassuring and convenient to use one's own people.

Cultivating one's own faction was by no means useless.

Besides, Spirit Hall was destined to unify the continent and establish the Spirit Empire. Thus, all the outstanding figures of the present would become the backbone of the future Spirit Empire. Qian Renxue had the ability and the courage to win these people over, so why not let her act freely?

Her mother was not someone who would easily give up power!

He had heard that she had even taken in a female disciple in recent years.

She was probably planning to confer the title of Saintess on her.

By excluding Qian Renxue, the legitimate daughter who should have been Spirit Hall's Saintess, she could continue keeping the Pope's power in her own hands.

To contend with that woman...

One was the Angel God, and the other was the Rakshasa God...

After fighting back and forth, wouldn't the final contest still come down to whose cards were stronger?

The two current Deities had failed to determine a victor.

The two future Deities probably would not be able to determine one either.

For Qian Renxue to realize this and begin making arrangements long ago was quite comforting to the two old fathers who had watched her grow up. They also approved of what she was doing.

But you still needed to show some restraint!

A person in power should not reveal their emotions!

What if lowering yourself this much made that brat take advantage of you?

He was not working for you. You were only welcoming him back after his victory to win him over.

However, the blond youth sitting across from the two Titled Douluo calmly turned another page. Using his finger as a bookmark, he temporarily closed the book and looked straight at the two Titled Douluo with great respect. He smiled and rebutted them solemnly:

"Trust those you employ, and do not employ those you distrust."

"You're worrying too much."

"If he can come out of Hell Road and complete his plan, then he indeed has the qualifications for me to welcome him. But even if he comes out of Hell Road without completing his plan, I'm still willing to come receive him."

"A person as outstanding as him is like gold buried beneath the sand. Perhaps no one will discover him today, and perhaps no one will discover him in the future either, but his value will not depreciate merely because no one has found him."

"As long as he remains gold, some Deity will eventually be willing to unearth him."

"There are some things you don't know."

"So I can only explain this much to you."

"If I say more, you won't believe me, and you'll understand even less."

Qian Renxue's inexplicable confidence left the two Titled Douluo dumbfounded.

But since their Young Master had already put it that way, the two Titled Douluo, who had been labeled as people who "didn't believe and didn't understand," naturally had nothing to say.

If they did not understand, what could they say?

The two silently exchanged a glance.

They decided to wait and see.

After all, their Young Master was right about one thing: they truly did not know what that brat's plan was. From their Young Master's tone, she clearly knew. That meant she must also know secrets they did not, just like this unknown plan.

Seeing that the two had stopped speaking, Qian Renxue picked up her book again. With a little force from her slender fingers, she opened it to the page she had not finished reading and continued studying it.

Time quietly passed as page after page of the book was turned.

Before they knew it, noon had become dusk.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell upon the luxurious carriage engraved with the crest of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family, draping it in a layer of golden-red gauze. It also shone upon a huge white vortex that suddenly appeared. Under the gazes of three people, it spat out a tiny figure before silently vanishing.

"Did he come out?"

Snake Lance Douluo asked uncertainly.

Porcupine Douluo was equally bewildered.

They both knew that the God of Slaughter Domain could only be obtained in the City of Slaughter, and they also knew that clearing Hell Road was the prerequisite for obtaining it. But as for what came after clearing Hell Road, they truly had no idea.

They had thought the meeting point would be here.

They had not expected the exit itself to be here.

That white vortex that had suddenly appeared just now should be the exit, right?

It was, wasn't it?

"Go receive him." Qian Renxue glanced at the two Titled Douluo, who were still staring blankly. She closed the unfinished book and took a small fragrant-wood table engraved with a chessboard from her Storage Soul Tool, then began making preparations. "From the looks of him, he should be seriously injured. Pay attention to your attitude. No matter what, he's my friend."

"Yes, Young Master!"

"Understood, Young Master!"

Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupine Douluo left with respectful expressions.

When they returned, however, they were being carried back by Ye Qingcang, their faces filled with shock.

Qian Renxue, who was inside the carriage, was stunned as well.

She looked at Ye Qingcang, whom she had not seen for two years.

Her gaze fixed on the red sword mark in the very center of Ye Qingcang's forehead.

She licked her suddenly dry lips. Abandoning her usual composure, as though everything was under control, her voice even trembled slightly. "You really became a God Trial Taker?"

"Could this be fake?"

"Would you like to come closer and take a look?"

"By the way, you should be able to sense the divine power contained within it, right?"

Ye Qingcang shrugged with an irreverent air.

Looking at the blond youth before him, whose mind seemed to have drifted elsewhere, he suddenly recalled when they had first met two years ago.

A playful smile suddenly appeared on his impeccably handsome face as he teased, "Wait, two years have passed. Don't tell me you still haven't become a God Trial Taker? Why don't I see a similar mark on your forehead?"