The Secret Chamber Douluo Who Coughed Up Blood in Rage

On Douluo Continent stood a magnificent city steeped in legend: Spirit City.

At the deepest part of Spirit City rose a towering, majestic mountain that seemed ready to pierce the heavens. It was called Papal Mountain.

When the warm, radiant sunlight gently spilled down, reflecting off the grand and extravagantly luxurious palace atop the mountain, it created a breathtaking spectacle of beauty and imposing splendor, like a dreamlike immortal realm that stirred the heart.

This palace was Papal Hall, the residence of the Pope. Across this vast continent, the sacred title of Pope shone like a brilliant star, commanding the faith and reverence of countless soul masters.

Inside a secret chamber within Papal Hall, Qian Xunji's long, brilliant golden hair draped elegantly over his shoulders like a magnificent golden waterfall. Tall and powerfully built, he wore a set of luxurious golden armor inlaid with wing patterns, its surface glimmering with a mysterious and captivating light in the dimness. The Nine-Curved Purple-Gold Crown upon his head further enhanced his regal majesty.

His skin was as white as snow, and his features were remarkably handsome, as if he were a masterpiece painstakingly sculpted by the heavens. In particular, his deep and luminous golden eyes exuded a unique air of nobility and elegance.

At this moment, Qian Xunji's face was overflowing with joy. "Hahaha... Three years. A full three years. My Soul Power has finally broken through Rank 90..." His delighted and proud voice echoed through the secret chamber for a long time.

Over the past three years, he had poured in countless efforts and sweat, cultivating tirelessly day and night just to break through the difficult bottleneck of Titled Douluo. Now that he had finally succeeded and reached Rank 90 Soul Power, his excitement and elation were beyond words.

Just then, a powerful aura suddenly descended upon the secret chamber. A flash of light appeared, and Qian Daoliu's imposing figure emerged before him.

Qian Daoliu had snow-white hair, and his gaze was deep and majestic, as though it could see through all things in the world. He wore a robe as white as snow, embroidered with mysterious golden patterns that seemed to symbolize his supreme status and authority. Expressionless and indifferent, he quietly watched Qian Xunji.

Upon seeing his father, Qian Xunji's joy became even more uncontrollable, surging like a tide. He hurriedly stepped forward and respectfully bowed before saying impatiently, "Father, you're here! Your son has finally broken through to the Titled Douluo realm today. Though I endured countless hardships, I have finally achieved success."

He continued, "Father, I have always carried the dream of our Qian Family ancestors in my heart: to become the Angel God. Your son will certainly work tirelessly toward it." Excitement glittered in his eyes as he looked at his father with anticipation, yearning for praise and recognition. His face was filled with the desire to be acknowledged.

Qian Xunji was only in his forties, yet he had just broken through to the Titled Douluo realm. Across the entire continent, such an achievement was absolutely unprecedented. He was unquestionably a supreme genius.

Qian Xunji himself believed the same. Just as he thought he could continue breaking through and perhaps even inherit the dream the Qian Family had pursued for generations—the Angel God position—

Qian Daoliu's first words were like a basin of icy water, instantly extinguishing his enthusiasm.

"Xun'er, once you obtain your ninth soul ring, you will 'formally' succeed to the position of Pope." Qian Daoliu's expression remained indifferent. He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Qian Xunji, and spoke slowly.

Qian Xunji was filled with confusion upon hearing this. "Father, succeeding as Pope means handling mountains of affairs every day. It would greatly reduce my cultivation time. Your son still needs to cultivate diligently and fulfill the Qian Family's long-standing dream!"

Qian Daoliu turned his back to him, seemingly unwilling to let Qian Xunji see his current expression. "Forget about inheriting the position of our divine ancestor. Just stay put and guard Spirit Hall's foundation, then properly carry on the Qian Family line."

"Why, Father? Can you tell me why?" Qian Xunji asked anxiously. He did not understand where he had gone wrong. Was the talent of becoming a Titled Douluo in his forties still not enough?

Qian Daoliu sighed softly and said slowly, "Ji'er, our Qian Family is blessed by our divine ancestor. Our Innate Soul Power is naturally ten ranks higher than that of ordinary people. Because of this, our cultivation speed is far faster than those outside the family. When I broke through to Titled Douluo, I was in my thirties, a full ten years younger than you."

"And even at that age, I was not considered especially outstanding among the Qian Family's generations. Do you know that in the long history of our Qian Family, some ancestors broke through to the Titled Douluo realm at an even younger age? Some even touched upon the threshold of the Demigod Domain shortly after becoming Titled Douluo."

"So, Ji'er, do you understand? Becoming a Titled Douluo at your age makes your achievement the worst among all the generations of the Qian Family."

"The worst... the worst... the worst..." Those three words echoed ceaselessly beside Qian Xunji's ears, like sharp needles piercing deep into his soul.

"So, Ji'er, do you understand? Stop thinking about inheriting the position of our divine ancestor. Leave that to future generations. As for falling behind in cultivation, there is no need to worry. Our Angel Tribe is blessed by our divine ancestor. Even if your talent is poor, as long as your Martial Soul is the Six-Winged Angel, you can participate in our divine ancestor's Divine Trial. Once you complete it, you will attain cultivation equal to mine."

After saying that, Qian Daoliu waved at Qian Xunji. "Pull yourself together, then go obtain your soul ring."

Qian Xunji nodded stiffly, but remained rooted where he stood. Qian Daoliu's words kept reverberating in his mind—"You are the worst in the Qian Family's history... the worst... the worst...!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. The resentment in his heart surged like raging waves that could not be calmed. His state of mind gradually collapsed, and the Soul Power within his body began to run wild. Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood, then his vision went dark and he fainted from rage.

Seeing his son in such a state, Qian Daoliu felt a wave of helplessness. It was not as though he did not want to offer his son more encouragement and affirmation, but the Qian Family's mission and inheritance allowed no room for the slightest slackness.

He sighed softly and said in a deep voice, "Golden Bell, Silver Bell, take the young master back to his room to rest. See that he is properly cared for."

At Qian Daoliu's command, two elderly men with profound auras instantly appeared within the secret chamber.

These two were the Titled Douluo from the original story who had accompanied Qian Xunji to surround and eliminate Tang Hao. Their names had not even been mentioned before Tang Hao smashed one to death and crippled the other—mere cannon fodder.

As Qian Xunji's guardian Douluo, Golden Bell Douluo and Silver Bell Douluo had been guarding nearby all along. The two respectfully acknowledged Qian Daoliu's order, then swiftly came to Qian Xunji's side. They carefully picked him up and carried him away.

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