Douluo Continent's Greatest Beauty, Qian Renxue (Please Keep Reading)

"Beautiful! I never expected there to be another trick!"

"That Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast is way too clever, isn't she? She even managed to seize an opportunity like that. What the hell are the people from Spirit Hall doing?"

"I wonder how this Spirit Hall Pope will respond. I think he'll let Tang Hao and the others go for now. After all, there's a Title Douluo among those hostages. No matter how wealthy and powerful Spirit Hall is, it can't afford to lose so many top-tier experts."

"Besides, Tang Hao's injuries are so severe. Even if they were given half an hour to flee, they wouldn't get very far."

Spirit City, third floor of the Heaven Dou Empire delegation's lodging area.

As one of the representatives of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy team, the Heaven Dou Empire's crown prince, Xue Qinghe, had naturally remained in Spirit City.

However, an incomparably beautiful figure was currently seated in the room that had originally belonged to Xue Qinghe.

She had a head of strikingly brilliant golden hair, its strands falling lightly along her swan-like, elegant neck, the ends curling in a playful wave.

Her features were as exquisite as an angel's. Beneath her long, thick lashes were bright, crystal-clear eyes. Her skin was as fair as jade, her nose delicate and high, and her pink lips full and lustrous. She was like a flawless work of art meticulously sculpted by the Creator, a perfect fusion of classical and modern beauty.

Although she wore an ancient yet elegant palace gown woven from golden thread, it still could not conceal her curvaceous, alluring figure.

This peerless beauty, capable of toppling kingdoms and cities, was none other than Spirit Hall's young mistress, the inheritor of the god-grade Six-Winged Angel martial soul, Douluo Continent's greatest beauty...

Qian Renxue.

(Come to think of it, Qian Renxue was the most beautiful in Douluo One, and Gu Yuena in Douluo Three. Who were they in Douluo Two, Four, and Five?)

"Grandpa Snake, Grandpa Porcupinefish." Qian Renxue took a light sip of tea and softly called the names of her two protectors. The gentle, refined aura that had belonged to Crown Prince Xue Qinghe had long since vanished, replaced by an inscrutable coldness and pride.

As soon as Qian Renxue finished speaking.

Two figures with powerful auras quickly appeared in the room.

However, when they saw Qian Renxue's current appearance, both Title Douluos froze. They clearly had not expected her to remove her Xue Qinghe disguise and reveal her true face.

But they quickly recovered. For Qian Renxue, there was no place safer than this.

Even if an accident truly occurred and someone learned her real identity, that person would never be able to take a single step beyond Spirit Hall's territory.

Thus, after their brief lapse, Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo swiftly resumed their respectful bearing.

They showed no arrogance whatsoever despite their status as Title Douluos.

Clearly, both men had utterly submitted to Qian Renxue.

"What do you think of this man?" Qian Renxue asked softly.

Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo exchanged a glance. They did not know much about this former pope. After all, when he had been in power, the two of them had merely been insignificant nobodies in Spirit Hall. Thus, they spoke somewhat hesitantly.

"I have heard that this former Pope was rather ambitious and focused wholeheartedly on strengthening Spirit Hall. During his reign, he handled all matters with an iron hand. As long as one did not violate Spirit Hall's core interests, I believe His Holiness the Pope would not be difficult to deal with."

Porcupinefish Douluo knew of Qian Renxue's relationship with Qian Xunji, so he answered cautiously.

"Leaving the others aside, this subordinate believes that His Holiness the Pope would at least save that Title Douluo," Snake Lance Douluo said after pondering for a moment.

Qian Renxue nodded lightly. From a purely personal perspective, her impression of Qian Xunji had never been particularly good.

After all, he had never fulfilled his duties as a father when she was young. He had even been exceptionally harsh toward her. Back then, Qian Renxue had not understood why, but after all these years of intrigue and deception in the Heaven Dou Empire, she now understood that Qian Xunji had simply regarded her as a tool meant to inherit the Angel Clan's responsibilities.

Who would invest too much emotion in a tool?

"Young Mistress?" Seeing Qian Renxue staring at the cup in her hand, seemingly lost in thought, Snake Lance Douluo called to her softly.

Qian Renxue quickly came back to herself and cast aside the distracting thoughts in her heart.

"Yes, I agree with you. I also think... Hm?" Just as Qian Renxue turned her attention back to the Heavenly Screen, the scene displayed there made countless people across Douluo Continent gasp.

["Don't worry. Don't be afraid. Everything will be fine soon." Qian Xunji's imposing expression gradually softened. Upon hearing the Pope say this, the Spirit Hall expert being held hostage by Ah Yin finally breathed a sigh of relief.]

[Only Ah Yin felt instinctively uneasy when she saw him smile like that.]

[While the hostage blocked the others' view, she silently moved Tang Chuan from her arms and placed that Title Douluo directly in front of her.]

[Although Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, she was kind at heart. Abandoning her family and companions had never even been an option in her mind, so she could never fathom the inherent ugliness of humans.]

[Thus, when an Angel Holy Sword radiating a faint white glow pierced through both her and that Title Douluo, Ah Yin still wore an expression of utter disbelief.]

["Ah Yin!!!" Tang Hao lay beneath countless boulders amid the ruins, his face filled with despair as he let out a heart-rending cry.]

["Soul Beast, you are very clever. Unfortunately, in this Pope's eyes, your Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring and Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone are far more valuable than a half-crippled Title Douluo." Qian Xunji's expression was indifferent. The dying Title Douluo's eyes were bloodshot, filled with unwillingness.]

[Clearly, he had never expected that he would not die at the hands of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast or Tang Hao, but instead at the hands of the Pope he had served and revered for decades. It was utterly ironic.]

[Using the last of his strength, he slowly spat out a few words. "Qian Xunji, you bastard..."]

[Qian Xunji did not wait for him to finish before pulling out his sword.]

[The agility-attack Title Douluo died instantly. Ah Yin also collapsed to the ground, barely clinging to life and unable to move.]

[The Angel Holy Sword was extraordinarily powerful. In almost the blink of an eye, it had destroyed most of the life force within her body. If Ah Yin had not possessed such tenacious vitality, she would likely have already perished.]

[Qian Xunji walked over to Ah Yin and slowly raised his palm, preparing to knock out this Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast and take her away.]

[At that moment, a heartrending cry suddenly rang out from nearby, drawing his attention. Qian Xunji walked over and casually scooped up Tang Chuan. "An infant?"]

["What... are you trying to do?" Ah Yin forced herself to endure through her weakened state, glaring at him furiously.]

["If you do not uproot the weeds, they will grow again with the spring wind." Qian Xunji shot her a cold glance, then raised the infant high into the air.]

"Holy crap, no way, no way. It can't be what I think it is, right? Is this Black World Qian Xunji mentally ill?"

"He's insane. This is Spirit Hall's Pope? It would have been one thing if he refused to spare his comrades, but now he won't even spare an infant? Are you sure he isn't a fallen soul master? Is there something wrong with his mind?"

"Someone save him! Damn it, someone save him! I can't even bear to watch."

The crowd erupted into discussion, and cries of shock rose without end.

This time, even Spirit Hall's most diehard loyalists began playing dead like ostriches. None dared speak a word in defense of the former pope, afraid of being implicated.

"You bastard!!!"

Bibi Dong's fury surged. Her chest rose and fell violently, while the hatred in her eyes churned like raging waves. The intense provocation caused the Rakshasa God's evil thoughts to begin madly eroding her consciousness.

Seeing this, Bibi Dong had no choice but to suppress her emotions.

Yet anyone with eyes could see that the vicious aura surrounding the current Pope had grown far more intense.

Qian Renxue, Qian Daoliu, Hu Liena, Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo, and the other Spirit Hall powerhouses all wore unpleasant expressions as well.

After all, doing something so universally condemned was truly disgraceful to speak of. Qian Xunji's originally righteous and majestic image had plummeted considerably.

Soon, as Qian Xunji hurled the infant toward a stone pedestal nearby, the hearts everyone had been holding finally sank into despair.

Some nervously swallowed and closed their eyes, unable to bear the sight of the infant's gruesome fate. Others instinctively wanted to intervene and save him, but this was merely a scene playing on the Heavenly Screen. Their actions could not affect it in any way.

However, something completely beyond everyone's expectations happened in the next instant.

Just as the infant was about to smash into the stone pedestal, a Blue Silver Grass streaked with golden patterns shot up from the ground. It transformed into a spiderweb that wrapped around Tang Chuan, then swiftly fled into the distance.

["Hm? There was another Soul Beast hiding here? This Pope did not notice it at all?"]

[Qian Xunji frowned and was just about to give chase when an enraged roar, filled with utter fury and emotional collapse, erupted from behind him. Accompanied by a world-shaking boom, it echoed across thousands of kilometers.]

["Qian Xunji, you bastard! I'll kill you!!!!"]