I Lived Another Life, Not to Become a God, but to Meet You in This Mortal World!

Two months later, Ning Wen had reached level twenty-nine. He was only one step away from level thirty and obtaining a Soul Ring.

During that time, he had spent hours every day in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's library, studying medicinal herbs. He had even asked Ning Fengzhi to collect books on the subject.

After all, the greatest opportunity on Douluo Continent right now lay at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

The rare herbs there could change a Soul Master's fate.

The Aromatic Silk Beauty could even evolve the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

Ning Wen had noticed how well Ning Fengzhi and the others had treated him.

This was the best way he could repay them for now.

But Ning Wen knew almost nothing about identifying medicinal herbs.

Even if he reached the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, he might not recognize the Aromatic Silk Beauty.

Besides, those herbs required particular methods of use. Without knowing how to take them properly, he would only waste them.

The original story had confirmed only three people who could identify such rare herbs: Tang San, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Yang Wudi.

But the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was immensely wealthy and had resources far beyond those of an ordinary faction.

Three days after Ning Wen brought it up with Ning Fengzhi, Ning Fengzhi obtained a copy of the Immortal Herb Catalog for him.

It was said to have come from the Breaking Clan.

Ning Wen had an exceptional memory. He did not need to delve into obscure pharmacology; he only had to memorize each herb's appearance, properties, effects, and method of use.

In just a month or two, he had committed the entire catalog to memory.

Now Ning Wen was considering something important.

It concerned his attitude toward Tang San, the protagonist of the original story.

Asura God, the greatest power protecting Tang San, was already on Ning Wen's side.

And Tang San's father, Tang Hao, was half-crippled.

In a sense, Tang San posed no threat to Ning Wen at all.

Even so, Ning Wen decided to take every opportunity that would have gone to Tang San.

Every man for himself.

Besides, he had never liked Tang San much.

Tang San's two greatest opportunities in the original story were the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well and Xiao Wu herself.

The Titan Giant Ape and Azure Sky Bull Python had sided with Tang San because of Xiao Wu. In the end, they had even sacrificed themselves for him.

Most importantly, the voice pack had told him to steal Tang San's woman.

It definitely had nothing to do with Xiao Wu's long, slender legs.

Honestly, of all the female characters who appeared in the first Douluo story, Xiao Wu seemed the easiest to win over.

She was sweet, naive, and hopelessly in love!

Though Ning Wen felt Bibi Dong had been much the same.

But that was only true of Bibi Dong as a young girl.

Now she was a madwoman!

He could not pass up the Blue Silver Emperor's seed of life or her Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, either.

The Blue Silver Emperor's seed of life contained tremendous vitality.

To any Soul Master, it was a priceless treasure.

It might even bring Ah Yin back to life.

At that thought, Ning Wen glanced at a certain critical reward stored in his Soul Tool.

As for the Blue Silver Emperor's Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, it was extraordinarily precious in its own right.

Now that he had decided, the next question was how to leave the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ideally, Sword Douluo Chen Xin would follow him in secret.

After all, Tang Hao had been secretly protecting Tang San all along, and he had long since recognized Xiao Wu as a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

The only reason he had not acted was that he intended to leave her for Tang San.

If Ning Wen wanted to snatch that prize from under Tang Hao's nose, he had to be ready for Tang Hao to strike back with everything he had.

It was true that Ning Wen had a trump card and did not fear Tang Hao.

But using a lifesaving trump card against a mere Tang Hao would be a terrible waste.

A while later, Ning Fengzhi summoned Ning Wen to the council hall.

Inside, besides Ning Fengzhi and his daughter Ning Rongrong, stood several unfamiliar people.

The most striking among them was a blond young man of fifteen or sixteen.

He wore a dark-gold brocade robe embroidered with cloud patterns. He stood straight as a pine, with handsome, gentle features and clear, relaxed eyes that gave him a distinctive beauty.

"Wen, this is Xue Qinghe, the eldest prince of the Heaven Dou Empire and a student of mine," Ning Fengzhi introduced him with a smile.

"Greetings, Your Highness."

Ning Wen cupped his hands and bowed slightly.

At the same time, he discreetly glanced at Xue Qinghe's chest. Nothing stood out.

That disguise is incredible. Absolutely flawless.

If he had not already known Xue Qinghe was Qian Renxue in disguise, he would never have noticed a thing.

No wonder Qian Renxue had stayed hidden for so long.

It was not that everyone on Douluo Continent was blind.

"No need for such formality. I'm your elder's student. Just call me Brother Xue."

Xue Qinghe smiled warmly.

Ning Wen rolled his eyes inwardly.

Brother Xue?

He nearly blurted out, "Of course, Sister Xue!"

He barely managed to hold it back.

If he said that aloud, the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would probably suffer for it.

Then Xue Qinghe beckoned to the people behind him.

Two attendants in royal guard uniforms stepped forward, each carrying an exquisite sandalwood gift box in both hands. They respectfully set the boxes on the table and slowly opened the lids.

"I heard the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has a genius with Innate Full Soul Power. That must be you."

Xue Qinghe's gaze was gentle, her smile perfectly measured, and her tone modest and courteous. "These are just small gifts. I hope you'll accept them."

At those words, Ning Rongrong felt a little put out.

After all, Xue Qinghe had not given her any gifts when her Martial Soul awakened.

Ning Rongrong was about to throw a little tantrum when she remembered Tang Yuehua's downright terrifying punishments.

She immediately wilted and stood quietly to one side, not daring to make a sound.

[I lived another life, not to become a god, but to meet you in this mortal world!]

Ning Wen: "..."

Voice pack, have you mixed up your lines?

Isn't that a certain empress's signature line?

You can be as dramatic as you like, but could you at least remember your own character?

Since you awakened, when have you ever mentioned Qian Renxue?

Not to become a god, but to meet you in this mortal world?

Didn't you say you wanted to reclaim your divine throne?

How long has it been? You've already changed your tune!

Don't those two things contradict each other?

You'll say anything to sound impressive, won't you?

Looking at the young man before her, Xue Qinghe's expression shifted slightly.

Had I just heard something extraordinary?

That voice seemed to have come from inside his heart.

Lived another life?

Only to see me again in this mortal world?

For the first time in over a decade of maintaining her disguise without a single slip, Qian Renxue felt a ripple stir in her heart.

[In my last life, I failed to protect you.]

[In this life, I will keep you safe!]

Ning Wen raised an eyebrow, utterly baffled.

What the hell?

Qian Renxue died?

She didn't die in the original story. Her Angel God divine throne was shattered, that was all.

How did that turn into her dying in your version?