Long Yuan: Are You Qian Renxue?

Xiao Wu pressed her red lips together.

Suddenly, she desperately wanted to know who the eleven powerhouses ranked above Bibi Dong were.

Zhu Zhuqing raised her cool, composed face.

She was tall, and her fitted black outfit gave her a crisp, capable look.

"Bibi Dong already stood at the pinnacle of the Soul Master World."

"If even she could only rank twelfth, those above her must be more terrifying still."

Ning Rongrong blinked.

The result had completely exceeded her expectations.

"Bibi Dong is only twelfth?"

"Doesn't that mean Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone won't make the rankings at all?"

Chen Xin and Gu Rong were both Titled Douluo, but compared to the Level 98 Bibi Dong, they were clearly still a fair distance behind.

Ning Rongrong turned to Yu Xiaogang.

"Grandmaster, what's going on?"

"Are there really so many people on the continent stronger than the Pope?"

Yu Xiaogang's hands, clasped behind his back, had tightened into fists.

He had studied Martial Souls for years and believed he knew the continent's top powerhouses well.

But these rankings had shattered everything he thought he knew.

"I don't know either."

"Bibi Dong's strength is unmatched across the continent. Even Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao wouldn't be her match."

"If she can only rank twelfth, Tang Hao isn't qualified to make the rankings either."

Tang San did not join the discussion.

His eyes had gone bloodshot.

A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone.

A ten-thousand-year increase to the age of every Soul Ring.

Either reward alone was enough to drive any Soul Master mad with desire.

If he could obtain those rewards, his strength would undoubtedly surge.

"The reward for twelfth place is already this precious."

Tang San stared at the golden rankings.

"What miraculous reward will first place receive?"

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun's eyes burned with the same longing.

The rest of Shrek also looked envious.

Zhu Zhuqing's gaze lingered at the very top of the Heaven Rankings.

A trace of yearning and admiration entered her cool eyes.

"I wonder what kind of powerhouse holds first place."

"That person can actually stand above every powerhouse under heaven."

Spirit City.

The Worship Hall.

Qian Daoliu stood in the center of the hall, his golden robe trailing across the floor.

He looked up at the Strength Rankings suspended high in the sky, and for the first time, shock appeared on his aged face.

"Bibi Dong is only ranked twelfth?"

The Worship Hall fell silent.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's brows drew together.

The enshrined elders knew better than anyone how strong Bibi Dong was.

That woman possessed Twin Martial Souls and had inherited the Rakshasa Godhood.

Though she had yet to complete her divine trials, she had already reached Level 98.

An ordinary Super Douluo could not last long against her.

Qian Daoliu clasped his hands behind his back.

"Does that mean eleven people stronger than her are still ahead?"

"Where did the continent find so many experts?"

He had lived for over a century and served as the Angel God's representative in the mortal world.

Qian Daoliu had met almost every renowned powerhouse on the continent.

Only Tang Chen and Bo Saixi had ever made him take them seriously.

Yet these Heaven Strength Rankings had completely overturned what he knew.

Mighty Lion Douluo stood to one side of the hall, looking distinctly embarrassed.

When the golden rankings first appeared, he had declared that all seven enshrined elders of the Worship Hall would make the list.

Light Feather Douluo had even guessed he would place at least sixth.

But Bibi Dong was only twelfth.

They were not even qualified to appear on the list.

Light Feather Douluo raised a hand and rubbed the tip of his nose.

"Could these Heaven Strength Rankings be wrong?"

Mighty Lion Douluo immediately replied.

"If they can casually bestow a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, they probably wouldn't get the rankings wrong."

Light Feather Douluo glanced at him.

"That's not what you said earlier."

Mighty Lion Douluo promptly fell silent.

Golden Crocodile Douluo sighed softly.

"If Bibi Dong is only twelfth, old fellows like us naturally have no chance of making the list."

"Now we can only wait to see where the Great Enshrined ranks."

Everyone in the hall turned toward Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu did not answer.

His gaze remained fixed on the golden rankings.

With Bibi Dong in twelfth place, he could no longer judge where he might rank.

He had originally believed he would place at least third.

Now, no one could say how many unknown powerhouses were hidden in the top ten.

Heaven Dou City.

Inside a tavern.

Qian Renxue sat at a table, her beautiful eyes fixed on the name on the golden rankings for a long time.

Her golden hair spilled over her shoulders, a few strands falling across her chest.

Her fitted dress hugged her full waist and hips, while the legs visible beneath its hem were pale and straight.

Her Angel Martial Soul already lent her a sacred beauty.

Bathed in golden light, her exquisite face looked more radiant still.

"Bibi Dong is only ranked twelfth?"

Qian Renxue drew a soft breath.

No matter how poor her relationship with Bibi Dong was, she had never denied that woman's strength.

Twin Martial Souls.

A Level 98 Super Douluo.

Heir to the Rakshasa God.

Yet someone as powerful as Bibi Dong had barely cleared the threshold for the Heaven Strength Rankings.

Long Yuan picked up his wine cup.

"See? I wasn't lying to you."

"Bibi Dong is strong, all right."

"It's a shame she hasn't fully inherited the Rakshasa Godhood yet. Otherwise, she could have ranked higher."

Qian Renxue turned to look at the man across from her.

She had been so surprised by Bibi Dong's ranking that only when Long Yuan spoke did she recall their earlier conversation.

Long Yuan had said Bibi Dong would rank twelfth.

Now the rankings showed exactly what he had said.

Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes widened slightly.

"You really guessed it?"

Long Yuan drained his cup.

"It wasn't a guess."

"I knew the result all along."

Qian Renxue did not immediately argue.

She studied the man before her again, even more astonished than she had been a moment ago.

Even someone guessing wildly would never put Bibi Dong in last place.

Long Yuan had done exactly that and gotten it right down to the last detail.

If his other claims were true too, Qian Daoliu would not make the top five.

More absurd still, Long Yuan had said he himself would rank first.

Qian Renxue could not accept it.

In her heart, her grandfather had always been one of the continent's strongest.

Yet this man of unknown origins claimed her grandfather would not even reach the top five.

And his claim that he had crossed time from ten thousand years in the future was further beyond her understanding.

Qian Renxue suddenly laughed softly.

"I almost believed you."

She reached out with a slender hand and picked up the wine pot beside the table.

"You must have guessed, right?"

"Have you fooled a lot of girls this way?"

Long Yuan did not explain.

If she refused to believe him, saying more would accomplish nothing.

Qian Renxue poured herself a cup of wine.

"Still, guessing Bibi Dong's rank was impressive."

"No one would normally think she could rank only twelfth."

She raised her cup and took a sip, curiosity still lingering in her violet eyes.

Long Yuan studied her for a moment.

Golden hair.

The aura of an Angel Martial Soul.

And the warmth and pride that came from her heart whenever she mentioned Qian Daoliu.

A name gradually surfaced in his mind.

He had come from ten thousand years in the future.

Portraits of many figures from ten thousand years ago had long since been lost, and the surviving records had been revised countless times.

So when they first met, he had only found the woman before him strangely familiar. He had not identified her outright.

Long Yuan set down his cup.

"Are you Qian Renxue?"