The Evil God Truly Was Learned and Talented

Spirit City, Worship Hall.

Qian Renxue took six sheets of paper out of her Storage Soul Tool and laid them out in a row.

Cheng Ran: Let's begin.

Qian Renxue sat cross-legged, her gaze settling on the first sheet.

Mysterious Heaven Skill was the foundation, so she decided to start with it.

Qian Renxue tried guiding her soul power along the first route, only to get stuck at a fork.

Cheng Ran: Don't force it. You need to find the entrance first, then probe your way in slowly. Once it feels right, go deeper.

Qian Renxue's hand paused.

Cheng Ran: Don't rush once you reach the entrance. Gently ease it open with your spiritual power, then slide inside. Remember, slide in, don't jab it in.

Qian Renxue bit her lip, the tips of her ears growing a little hot.

Following Cheng Ran's instructions, she adjusted her force and gave a gentle tug with her spiritual power.

Sure enough, her soul power slid smoothly onto the proper course, surging slowly along her meridians and flowing warmly through every stretch of the route.

Cheng Ran: Yes, just like that. Can you feel it? It's moving inside. Once it finishes a complete circulation, every inch of your body will be saturated.

Qian Renxue was already blushing all the way down to her neck.

After one complete circulation, the density of the soul power within her body increased noticeably.

Cheng Ran: Well? Did that feel good? Mysterious Heaven Skill uses soul power three times as efficiently as ordinary circulation methods.

Qian Renxue: Evil God, are these things you're saying proper?

Cheng Ran: Xiao Xue, what are you thinking about? Why is your mind so dirty?

Qian Renxue: ...It was my fault.

She lowered her head, her ears so red they looked ready to bleed, thinking that her own impure thoughts must have made her hear something else in the Evil God's perfectly proper cultivation guidance.

It took Qian Renxue most of another hour to get the basic circulation of Mysterious Heaven Skill running smoothly.

The results of a complete circulation were indeed astonishing.

But just as she was about to practice the second technique, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, Cheng Ran spoke.

Cheng Ran: No, this is too slow.

Qian Renxue: Huh? Getting started with an unfamiliar technique in an hour is still too slow?

Cheng Ran: Compared with ordinary people, you're certainly a genius among geniuses. You are a fine steed, no doubt. The problem is that I, the Evil God riding you, find you too slow.

Qian Renxue took a deep breath: Evil God, this is already as fast as I can go with everything I have.

Cheng Ran: I know. Let that girl go. Let me do it.

Before Qian Renxue could react, she felt a force surge from the depths of her sea of consciousness and instantly take over her body.

Then her body moved on its own.

Cheng Ran's gaze settled on the six sheets on the table. He flipped through them from beginning to end in just a few moments.

Then he silently said in his mind, Learn.

The next instant, a terrifyingly vast torrent of information surged into his mind.

First came Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track. Memories of countless footwork drills flooded in, and he understood them all completely.

Mysterious Jade Hand was as clear to him as if he had practiced it for decades.

Purple Demon Eye, Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon, Hidden Weapons: Hundred Solutions-one after another, immense quantities of cultivation memories poured into his mind, revealing every detail of every technique with perfect clarity.

The entire process took only a few breaths.

Cheng Ran: Done. Your body's yours again. I didn't break anything operating it, did I?

Qian Renxue froze where she stood. She had gained a basic grasp of all five remaining techniques?

This, this...

Was the Evil God really this fast?

She had just spent most of an hour barely managing to complete the circulation for Mysterious Heaven Skill, yet the Evil God had flipped through the papers and finished everything in a single breath?

Qian Renxue's admiration was heartfelt: Evil God, you're simply incredible.

Cheng Ran: Basic stuff. No need to spam "666." Techniques at this level only take one look to learn. What's there to make a fuss about? However stupid someone is, surely they can still learn advanced mathematics?

Qian Renxue: Advanced mathematics?

Cheng Ran: A cultivation technique that Titled Douluo experts regard as an ultimate taboo. Those lacking mental resolve lose themselves in its vast labyrinth of numbers with a single glance, never escaping for the rest of their lives, reduced to walking corpses that know nothing but arithmetic.

Qian Renxue: That sounds terrifying.

Cheng Ran: That's why, when I studied advanced mathematics back then, eight or nine out of every ten classmates around me went mad. I alone walked out of the examination hall with my sanity intact. From that day on, I knew I was destined to become the strongest vocational college student!

Qian Renxue: Evil God, you truly are learned and talented.

She was genuinely won over now, admiring him from the heart like a little fangirl.

Although she did not know what advanced mathematics actually was, the abilities the Evil God had just displayed were enough to leave her utterly in awe.

Over the next two hours, Cheng Ran guided her through modifying the techniques one by one, changing all their names.

Once the modifications were complete, Qian Renxue made a clean copy and put the originals into her Storage Soul Tool.

In a secret chamber of the Worship Hall.

Qian Daoliu was resting with his eyes closed.

Qian Renxue pushed the door open and entered, holding a stack of papers.

"Grandpa, I have something to show you."

Qian Daoliu opened his eyes and took the stack.

The top sheet bore the five characters for Angel Sacred Guidance Skill.

He casually glanced at the opening, assuming these were notes on his granddaughter's daily cultivation.

From the second line onward, he could not tear his eyes away.

The soul power circulation routes of this technique differed from those of every technique he had encountered throughout his cultivation career.

Without thinking, he guided his own soul power along the route described. After just one circulation, the density of the soul power within his body increased slightly.

Qian Daoliu's fingers trembled.

He turned to the second sheet: Angel Saint Step.

The third sheet: Angel Saint Hand.

The fourth sheet: Angel Holy Eyes.

The fifth sheet: Angel Saint Seizure.

The sixth sheet: Angel Hidden-Weapon Analysis.

The farther Qian Daoliu read, the faster his breathing became.

He studied those six sheets for a very, very long time before slowly setting them down.

As a Limit Douluo, he had believed his understanding of soul power had already reached its pinnacle, and that no technique in this world could move him anymore.

But he had been wrong.

Many of the concepts in these six techniques had never even occurred to him. Angel Sacred Guidance Skill, in particular, had given him tremendous inspiration.

Moreover, these six techniques covered six aspects-internal cultivation, movement, hand techniques, eyes, close combat, and hidden weapons. Together, they formed an almost perfect combat system.

Any one of them alone would have been enough to serve as the core cultivation technique of a first-rate sect.

Together, the six were enough to overturn the balance of power on the continent.

And all of this had come from his fifteen-year-old granddaughter.

"Xue'er." Qian Daoliu's voice was hoarse with disbelief. "Did you create these yourself?"

Cheng Ran: Improving the Tang Sect's techniques doesn't count as plagiarism. How could something that benefits the people of Douluo Continent count as plagiarism? This is serving the people!

Qian Renxue nodded. "While I was undercover in the Heaven Dou Empire, I read widely through the imperial collection, which contained many fragments of ancient cultivation texts. Combining them with my own understanding of the Angel Martial Soul, I spent two years discarding the dross, preserving the essence, and integrating everything."

He murmured, "In just two short years, you created six supreme techniques, each enough to found a sect? You truly are a genius! Compared with you, that so-called theoretical Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang is trash among trash! He isn't even worthy of carrying your shoes!"

Qian Renxue did not dwell on the matter. "Grandpa, this is basic stuff. Please don't exaggerate."

Cheng Ran: ...Nice. You've learned all my lines.