Hellish Start (New Book, Please Bookmark)

Papal Hall. Council Chamber.

"Fuck, how did I somehow end up asking the Pope to grant me a marriage?"

"I'd only just transmigrated here. I was still so young, so handsome, and now I was already done for."

"And as a pathetic simp, no less."

Inside the enormous council chamber spanning over a thousand square meters, a young man clutched his temples in distress, as though something deeply troubling had happened.

The young man looked no older than eighteen or nineteen and was exceptionally handsome.

He wore a bright crimson fitted robe, his long hair cascading like a waterfall. His pure black eyes were utterly flawless, his nose high and spirited, and every feature of his face was impeccable.

Had he been on Blue Star in his previous life, any woman who saw him would have been briefly stunned.

A dashing young gentleman, raising his cup and gazing skyward with proud eyes, radiant as a jade tree standing before the wind.

Using such verses to describe him was not an exaggeration in the slightest.

Yet Qin Xuan frowned, his gaze wandering over the resplendent golden decorations around him. He could not feel happy at all.

At the end of the day,

it was because he did not belong to this world.

Before this, he had merely been an ordinary young man living on twenty-first-century Blue Star.

He had lofty ambitions and a heart full of passion.

Yet before he could even make his mark, he had tested positive.

Yes, the kind where he went to sleep and never woke up.

When he opened his eyes again, he had arrived in an unfamiliar world.

Before him sat a dignified middle-aged man.

Two elderly men with profound auras stood guard at his sides.

The man was tall and powerfully built, clad in luxurious golden armor etched with wing patterns. He wore a nine-curved purple-gold crown, had fair skin and a handsome face. His golden pupils made him seem utterly extraordinary.

Especially the faint golden glow bathing his body, which radiated an invisible majesty and holiness that made people unable to resist worshipping him, filled with yearning and awe.

Before Qin Xuan could familiarize himself with this world, an immense pressure surged forth from the middle-aged man, crashing into him and sweeping over his entire body.

Thud—

The next second, he was forced to one knee. Cold sweat streamed down his face.

As it turned out,

the three men before him were the current Pope of Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji, along with two nameless cannon-fodder Titled Douluo from the original story who had been beaten by Tang Hao, leaving one dead and one crippled.

And he himself was a member of Spirit Hall.

He could also be considered one of its favored prodigies.

Within Spirit Hall, his talent was second only to Bibi Dong, who possessed Twin Martial Souls.

Because of the uniqueness of his martial soul, Qian Jun and Jiang Mo, the two worshippers of the Elder Hall who had remained in seclusion year-round, had made an exception and accepted him as their disciple.

The previous owner of this body had secretly loved Saintess Bibi Dong. Seeing Bibi Dong flirting with a piece of trash named Yu Xiaogang every day, he had acted on impulse and come alone to Papal Hall.

At the moment his memories of his past life awakened, he had proposed to the Pope, asking Qian Xunji to give his disciple Bibi Dong to him in marriage.

By the time Qin Xuan realized what had happened, it was already too late.

Who was Qian Xunji? A scumbag who could even force himself on his own disciple.

Even Qin, who considered himself a pervert, thought that was perverse.

In order to keep Bibi Dong, that ungrateful wretch,

he had not hesitated to use force.

But of all methods, did he really have to use force?

Wouldn't it have been better to simply say, "Bibi Dong, you wouldn't want anything to happen to Yu Xiaogang, would you?"

Would Bibi Dong still have dared to betray Spirit Hall after that?

Or he could have taken back everything Spirit Hall had given her, crippled her cultivation, or simply killed her with one stroke.

That would have been far better than forcing himself on Bibi Dong, making her remain in Spirit Hall with hatred in her heart, and planting a ticking time bomb.

Did he have to be so extreme?

At the end of the day, Qian Xunji was simply too perverse—the psychologically twisted kind. He coveted Bibi Dong's body and treated his own disciple as a breeding tool.

Though every man desired her, she was his disciple.

Thinking of this, Qin Xuan could not help wanting to slap the previous owner of this body several times.

What was there to be besides a simp? Why did he have to become one?

He had a tall, well-proportioned body, broad shoulders, a narrow waist, handsome features, and extraordinary talent.

At only nineteen, his Soul Power had already reached level fifty-four. Qian Jun and Jiang Mo, the two worshippers of the Elder Hall who had been in seclusion year-round, had exceptionally accepted him as their disciple.

With such strength and talent, even if he could not compare to Bibi Dong or the Shrek Seven Devils after they later cheated their way ahead by consuming immortal herbs, he still surpassed Spirit Hall's so-called Golden Generation by far.

Yet whenever he stood before Bibi Dong, he acted humble and pathetic, like a complete simp.

It would have been one thing if he did not dare pursue her openly.

But he had to be a fucking simp, terrified of upsetting Bibi Dong. He had practically been ready to stand watch while she and Yu Xiaogang flirted.

No wonder Bibi Dong had looked down on him.

Fuck.

With that attitude,

even Qin Xuan would have looked down on him.

He was such a hopeless simp that he would only swallow broken teeth along with his own blood.

In the end, he had even foolishly run to Qian Xunji to propose marriage.

Did he not have any self-awareness?

What did Bibi Dong like?

Why had she fallen for Yu Xiaogang?

Anyone who had read the original Douluo novel knew.

As Spirit Hall's favored daughter, wherever she went, people treated her with utmost respect.

Furthermore, Qian Xunji kept strict watch over outstanding young men of her generation. He protected her too well.

As a result, Bibi Dong was almost completely ignorant about romance and knew little of the world.

Only Yu Xiaogang, that trash born into the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan—someone both insecure and arrogant, whose Soul Power would remain forever stuck at level twenty-nine—

could make Qian Xunji lower his guard. Before Bibi Dong, he could remain calm, then show off after reading a few books and flaunting his knowledge. That piqued Bibi Dong's interest, allowing him to exploit the opening and steal her soul away.

If he truly wanted to marry Bibi Dong, wouldn't it have been better to go directly to his two worshipper masters in the Elder Hall?

With the previous owner's talent, second only to Bibi Dong's Twin Martial Souls, and with Qian Jun and Jiang Mo, the highly esteemed worshippers of the Elder Hall, backing him, Qian Daoliu would have been happy to see it happen. Even Qian Xunji, as Pope, would have had no reason to refuse.

But now things were different.

Qian Xunji, who regarded Bibi Dong as his private possession, had clearly developed killing intent.

Whether Qin Xuan could even leave Papal Hall alive was now a question.

Although he had two nominal masters to rely on, their greatest loyalty lay with Spirit Hall and the Angel Clan.

Even if Qian Xunji truly killed him, those two would probably only say a few words. Then Qian Daoliu would verbally reprimand him, while Qian Xunji would still be completely fine, securely retaining his position as Pope as he waited to be severely wounded by Tang Hao and eventually devoured by Bibi Dong.

Sigh, there was no use saying anything now.

If only his memories had awakened earlier.

My Dong'er, Ah Yin, Xue'er, Zhu Qing.

Some of you had not even been born yet, and Brother Xuan might already be finished.

And at that moment, Qian Xunji had indeed developed killing intent.

The vast council chamber was terrifyingly silent. The only sounds were Qin Xuan's bones crackling under the Soul Power pressure and Qian Xunji's fingers tapping against the armrest of his throne.

If Qin Xuan had merely been an ordinary talented member of Spirit Hall,

a casual lesson would have ensured that he never dared do it again.

But he happened to have two powerful and highly esteemed worshipper masters.

Qian Xunji knew how highly those two worshippers regarded Qin Xuan.

Even his father, Qian Daoliu, had placed great expectations on him.

Given the relationship between his father Qian Daoliu and those two, they might actually agree to this matter.

If the most gifted man and woman of Spirit Hall's younger generation could be together, it would indeed be a match made in heaven.

But Bibi Dong was his private possession, the hope in his heart for the Angel Clan's prosperity. She had to bear monstrously talented descendants for the Angel Clan.

No one was allowed to touch her.

Not even with two Elder Hall worshippers standing behind him.

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A recommendation for my old books: [Douluo: Stealing the Myriad Worlds System], [Battle Through the Heavens: The Treasure Exchange System], [In Douluo, Tricking Xiao Wu Out of Her Soul Ring], and [Conquering the Myriad Worlds from Konoha]. They are all excellent reads.