The Ambition to Usurp the Throne Had Long Since Taken Root

A formation passed down for twenty thousand years had been disrupted by Qian Xunyi. The obsessive-compulsive tendency in him instantly exploded. His Title stood out so abruptly upon the stele inscriptions that, so long as Spirit Hall continued to endure in the future, his name was destined to be impossible to overlook.

Seeing this Title that ruined the formation, Qian Daoliu's mouth twitched. "Nonsense. Since you attained your Title through the Angel Martial Soul, your Title should naturally inherit the ancestral Angel Title, rather than..."

"Old man, with the same Martial Soul, Titles pass from father to son. How could two brothers possess the same Title? Brother Ji already holds the Title of Angel Douluo. As his younger brother, how could my Title overlap with his?" Qian Xunyi continued, "Since I cannot use Angel as my Title, then I naturally need to find another. Our ancestor suppressed evil souls and gathered the faith of the continent to become a god. You also said that, as a member of the Angel Clan, I should take that as my duty."

"Then I shall be the World-Pacifying Douluo, suppressing every rebellious enemy in this world and protecting my world well," Qian Xunyi said as if it were only natural.

Qian Daoliu: "..."

Qian Xunyi's reasoning was sound, and Qian Daoliu actually had no way to refute it. In truth, every generation before had possessed only one Six-Winged Angel. Who could have known he would be so capable as to directly produce two descendants with Six-Winged Angel Martial Souls? Past experience could not be applied to the present.

Moreover, according to Douluo tradition, a Title passed from father to son after the father's death. For instance, Chen Jianjun and Chen Xin were both Sword Douluos, while father and son Tang Chen and Tang Zhen were both Clear Sky Douluos. But if two brothers of the same generation both reached the rank of Titled Douluo, only one could inherit their father's Title and glory. The other had to establish a new Title, such as Tang Hao inheriting the Clear Sky Douluo Title while his elder brother Tang Xiao took Roaring Sky as his Title.

Qian Xunji had attained his Title before Qian Xunyi. At his coronation ceremony back then, he had cunningly claimed Angel as his Title first.

However, Qian Xunyi did not care. Compared to identical inherited Titles, he preferred one with his own distinctive character.

In the end, Qian Daoliu was persuaded.

Only after the coronation ceremony ended and Qian Xunyi officially became a Titled Douluo did Qian Daoliu say:

"Now that you have attained the rank of Titled Douluo, from this day onward, you shall inherit the position of Ruling Elder of Spirit Hall."

Qian Xunyi shook his head and said, "I do not intend to inherit the position of Ruling Elder so soon. All these years, I have cultivated within Spirit Hall and rarely traveled beyond it. Now that I have just attained the rank of Titled Douluo, I plan to travel properly throughout Douluo Continent before returning to Spirit Hall to inherit this position."

"You..." Qian Daoliu sighed. "Very well. Shutting yourself away to build a cart is not a good thing. It is time for you to go out, travel, and see the world. I will continue holding this position for you for now."

Qian Xunyi nodded.

There were two reasons he did not inherit the position of Ruling Elder.

One was that it was time for him to add Soul Rings to his other Martial Soul.

The other was that, compared to the position of Ruling Elder, he was far more interested in the position of Pope. Qian Xunji's premonition had been correct. Qian Xunyi had already set his sights on the seat beneath him.

More than ten years ago, when Qian Xunyi had begun displaying his unparalleled talent, Qian Daoliu had still been serving as Pope. He summoned the two brothers, Qian Xunji and Qian Xunyi, and arranged their respective inheritances. Qian Xunji, whose talent was poorer, would inherit his position as Pope in the future, while Qian Xunyi, whose talent was superior, would inherit the position of Ruling Elder.

Old Qian's arrangement was not problematic. The status of the Ruling Elder was no lower than that of the Pope, and it came without the Pope's many worldly affairs, giving Qian Xunyi more time to cultivate.

But he did not know that Qian Xunyi had a cheat. Whether it was the eighth achievement mission or the Prestige Points unlocked after opening the System Shop, both required the position of Pope.

That made the brother sitting on the Pope's throne rather obstructive. He had to find a way to move him aside!

The ambition to usurp the throne had long since taken root. When he reached level seventy, Qian Xunyi had begun planning it. He started gathering his own faction, setting his sights on Body Martial Soul Awakening Soul Masters, who were still in their pioneering era.

People of this era did not understand Body Martial Souls. Many awakenings merely recorded Innate Soul Power, only for the Martial Soul Awakening to fail.

This worked to Qian Xunyi's advantage. He possessed the Body Martial Soul Awakening method rewarded by the achievement missions. Using this method, he quickly recruited eight hundred overlooked Body Martial Souls of this era, secretly forming the Body Camp. He then placed some of the Body Camp's stronger members into various departments of Spirit Hall. Some took charge of the Spirit Hall Prison Directorate, some commanded the Papal Palace Guards in Spirit City, and some were planted in the Criminal Law Division...

Everything was ready; only the east wind was lacking.

Eight hundred was enough. Qian Xunyi had planned to find an opportunity to give his dear elder brother acute iron poisoning, let the rescue fail, then clutch his brother's corpse before his father and weep bitterly. "I want to command all the armies under heaven..."

Later, however, something happened that changed Qian Xunyi's plans.

That day, Qian Xunji brought a six-year-old girl before Qian Xunyi and bragged smugly, "Little brother, her name is Bibi Dong. Her Martial Souls are the Death Spider Emperor and Soul-Eating Spider Emperor. She has Twin Martial Souls and Innate Full Soul Power. I found quite the treasure, didn't I? In this era, there is probably no talent greater than hers."

Qian Xunyi looked at the young Bibi Dong and offered a smile that did not reach his eyes. "Oh, congratulations, Brother Ji. You have gained an excellent disciple."

"Little brother, you need to work hard too. Try to recruit some talents for Spirit Hall. They do not need to be like Dong'er, but at the very least, they should have Innate Soul Power above level eight," Qian Xunji said earnestly.

"Brother Ji, your little brother is devoted to cultivation and has no plans to take disciples for now. My apologies." Qian Xunyi gave the young Bibi Dong a meaningful look as he spoke to Qian Xunji.

Bibi Dong's arrival changed Qian Xunyi's plans. He decided to wait and watch. After all, it was better for his brother to be bitten by a black spider and die from poison than to fail rescue after acute iron poisoning. At least he would not need to stain his own hands with blood. Why not?

Thus, under the pretext of traveling across Douluo Continent, he left Spirit Hall, yielding the stage and space to Bibi Dong, Qian Xunji, and Yu Xiaogang—three idiots worthy of entering a museum—and let them perform to their hearts' content.

A Jie, his face covered in bulging flesh, entered the sauna bare-chested. Steam billowed inside. This was one of the Body Camp's secret contact points.

Three big shots were sitting inside playing Fight the Landlord.

One wore a hat, had a square face and a gloomy expression, and looked difficult to provoke at first glance. His name was Red Star, a Body Camp powerhouse. His Body Martial Soul was the Flame Body, and he was an eighty-second-level Soul Douluo.

Another was a young man with an old appearance. Though only twenty-five, he looked over fifty, his face carrying a lewd and carefree expression. His name was Huang Mian. His Body Martial Soul was the Flash Spirit Body, and he was a seventy-seventh-level Soul Sage.

The last was a curly-haired young man with a lazy expression, one who would never stand if he could sit and never sit if he could lie down. His name was Qing Zhang. His Body Martial Soul was the Frozen Body, and he was a seventy-fourth-level Soul Sage.

They were all existences standing at the pinnacle of Body Martial Souls: True Bodies. Their Martial Souls differed from those inherited by Du Busi's lineage ten thousand years later only in attribute. The four Body Martial Souls had attributes of poison, fire, light, and ice.