Qian Renxue, This Is the Dominating Life You Should Have!

Within the resplendent main hall of the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, a biting chill filled the air.

Qian Renxue slumped upon the emperor's throne, symbol of supreme imperial authority. Her slender fingers clenched tightly around the cold dragon-head armrests as she kneaded her throbbing temples.

Her thoughts were a tangled mess.

Not long ago,

she had believed that the situation in Heaven Dou City had spiraled completely out of control, forcing her side to flee in defeat.

Yet when she regained consciousness, the entire world had undergone an earth-shaking change.

Xue Ye the Great, the emperor of Heaven Dou, had been beheaded before the public, his head separated from his body.

Prince Xue Xing had also died on the spot.

Liu Erlong of Shrek Academy and Tai Tan of the Four Single-Attribute Clans had fallen beneath her sword.

Even the renowned Bone Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had had his right arm forcibly severed and fled through space in miserable panic like a beaten stray dog.

All of it felt like an absurd nightmare.

What horrified Qian Renxue even more was that the person who had given those brutal orders and crushed everyone with invincible force had actually been herself.

Below the hall, Serpent Spear Douluo She Long stood shoulder to shoulder with Porcupinefish Douluo Ci Xue.

Their expressions were equally strange, filled with confusion and bewilderment.

"Young Mistress, do you truly remember nothing?"

She Long could not help taking half a step forward, his voice carrying a cautious note of probing.

Qian Renxue slowly opened her eyes, her golden pupils reflecting the two men.

"I'll say it again. My memories stop at the moment I was defeated in the palace side hall."

"As for this Titled Douluo, this Killing Angel Martial Soul, this one sword strike that sent Bone Douluo flying... I know absolutely nothing about any of it!"

As she spoke, Qian Renxue extended her fair hand, and a faint cluster of sacred golden light flickered in her palm.

It was the soul power fluctuation of a level seventy Soul Sage.

Pure and holy, yet utterly devoid of the world-destroying murderous aura from before.

"Do you see clearly now? This is my Martial Soul—the Six-Winged Angel!"

"Young Mistress, but this... how is that possible?"

Ci Xue sucked in a cold breath, his eyes nearly bulging from their sockets.

"At Central Plaza just now, the pressure you displayed was undeniably that of a level ninety-three Titled Douluo!"

"Your ninth soul ring even evolved into a hundred-thousand-year red ring!"

"You wielded a scarlet divine sword and split Tai Tan in half with a casual swing, then pierced Liu Erlong through with a single strike."

"We can still vividly remember how you intimidated Sword and Bone Douluo."

"The bloodthirsty, crazed ruthlessness you displayed then made even Elder She Long and me shudder from the bottom of our hearts!"

Listening to Ci Xue's vivid account, Qian Renxue was completely dumbfounded.

All these incomprehensibly absurd things she was hearing had actually been pinned onto her, Qian Renxue?

"That's impossible... absolutely impossible..." Qian Renxue murmured to herself, her delicate body trembling faintly.

She knew perfectly well how far her cultivation had progressed.

After infiltrating the Heaven Dou Empire for twenty years, her soul power had only just crossed the threshold into Soul Sage.

How could she possibly soar to the realm of a level ninety-three Titled Douluo overnight?

Besides,

what she had devoted herself to cultivating was the supreme sacred angel Martial Soul,

which represented the purest light and order in the world.

How could it possibly turn her into a bloodthirsty demon of slaughter?

Yet the stench of blood that filled the skies outside the hall, along with Heaven Dou City already completely sealed off by Spirit Hall's iron cavalry, cruelly reminded her that all of this was bloody reality.

Just as Qian Renxue's thoughts descended into chaos and she fell into unprecedented self-doubt,

at the center of the Sea of Spirit deep within her consciousness,

Qian Sha Yu sat arrogantly cross-legged at the boundary between endless blood-red darkness and light.

A crisp system notification continued to echo in his ears.

[Ding! This Demon King Guardian Proxy Battle mission has been rated: S-grade!]

[Reward distribution complete: External Soul Bone—Killing Angel Six Wings! The age of the Slaughter Angel Divine Set soul bones has increased by ten thousand years! Body control increased by 5%!]

Buzz!

An immensely profound power of the soul erupted around Qian Sha Yu.

As that five percent body control flowed into him,

Qian Sha Yu clearly sensed that a cold shackle binding him to Qian Renxue's delicate body had quietly been broken open.

He could even perceive through Qian Renxue's nerves.

He could truly feel the terror and confusion in her heart, as well as the chaotic emotions that seemed on the verge of bursting her mind apart.

"Tsk, tsk. Little Xue, Little Xue, I only helped you clean up a mess. Did it really have to scare you this badly?"

Qian Sha Yu sneered within the Sea of Spirit.

In the great hall, Qian Renxue was still immersed in overwhelming shock.

She desperately tried to recall what had happened.

Inside a side hall of the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace,

when Tang San's hidden weapons and the others' ambush had driven her into a desperate corner, when her consciousness stood on the brink of falling into endless darkness, she seemed to have heard a deep voice at her ear.

That voice had carried boundless arrogance and killing intent.

It seemed to be telling her to hand her body over to him.

A storm of shock rose in Qian Renxue's heart, and an icy chill crawled up her spine.

"What exactly happened?"

Before Qian Renxue could sort through her chaotic thoughts,

Qian Sha Yu used the newly deepened five percent soul compatibility to directly turn his thoughts into an icy voice that rang through Qian Renxue's mind.

"Qian Renxue, stop deceiving yourself."

"I am you!"

"Who?!"

"Who is speaking? Get out here!"

Qian Renxue shot up from the emperor's throne as though startled.

Her golden hair stirred without wind as her terrified eyes swept across the vast, empty hall.

She Long and Ci Xue below were startled by her sudden scream.

The two immediately activated their soul power and stood guard in the center of the hall, their gazes searching in every direction.

"Young Mistress! What happened?"

She Long shouted anxiously, "The entire hall is guarded by our Spirit Hall elites. No assassin could possibly have infiltrated!"

"What did you find?" Ci Xue was equally flustered. Could an enemy have infiltrated the palace?!

Qian Renxue stood frozen before the dragon throne, breathing heavily. Cold sweat had soaked through her close-fitting golden light armor.

Other than She Long and Ci Xue, there was not a trace of a fourth person in the hall.

That voice had not traveled through the air, nor had it been a soul power transmission.

It had spoken directly to the deepest part of her soul.

"N-Nothing."

Qian Renxue forcibly suppressed the storm raging in her heart, though her face was exceptionally pale.

She drew a deep breath and quickly regained the coldness and authority expected of Spirit Hall's Young Mistress.

She waved to the two men below. "Elder She Long, Elder Ci Xue, withdraw for now."

"Deliver my order: seal this entire imperial hall. No one may step within half a step."

"Any violator will be executed without mercy!"

She Long and Ci Xue exchanged looks.

Although both were full of doubt and unease,

faced with Qian Renxue's unquestionable military order, they could only bow and accept it.

"This subordinate obeys!"

The heavy vermilion palace doors slowly closed.

The enormous Heaven Dou imperial hall returned to a suffocating silence.

Qian Renxue sank back onto the dragon throne as if all strength had left her and tightly shut her eyes.

She drew all her spiritual power back into her mind.

Her expression was dark as iron as she silently demanded in a low voice only she could hear, "Who exactly are you?"

"Why are you inside my body?"

"What did you do to my body?"

The next moment.

Deep within the Sea of Spirit, Qian Sha Yu's tall figure slowly emerged from the mist.

He toyed with a scarlet Slaughter Sword in his hand, his crimson demonic eyes staring directly at Qian Renxue's illusory soul form.

His reply was blunt and cold, echoing through layer upon layer of Qian Renxue's mind. "I told you, I am you."

"I am the power lurking in your subconscious that most longs to tear this hypocritical world apart. I was the one who killed all those annoying pieces of trash for you!"

"Qian Renxue, watch closely. I am the dominating life you were meant to have!"