Chapter 211: The Promise Between Two People, The Titles of the Future

"Feihuang, isn't it a pity not to be able to see inside? Xue Jie will help you!" Qian Renxue smiled slightly and reached out to take Nan Feihuang's hand.

The two had no other inappropriate behavior, but holding hands could be called a familiar routine; every time they met, they relied on this to connect their hearts.

Just as a flash of light appeared on Qian Renxue, her consciousness covered the interior of the Douluo Hall. The next moment, the layout of the Douluo Hall's interior actually appeared in Nan Feihuang's mind.

Although the Douluo Hall was solemn, it was just an ordinary grand hall, unlike the Offering Hall, which was guarded by the Angel God's Godly Power, making it impossible for any detection soul skill to intrude.

This shouldn't be a martial soul soul skill of Qian Renxue's; looking at the flow of soul power, it was a bit like a Spirit Bone Skill.

She had likely absorbed another Angel Spirit Bone; it seemed that most of the six great soul bones of this Angel Divine Set leaned toward auxiliary abilities.

The first one Qian Renxue absorbed had the ability of transformation, allowing her to change into anyone's appearance, and even a Title Douluo would be unable to detect it.

The second one was likely this detection move, and its power was also quite extraordinary. The ability to present the detected objects as images transmitted into the mind was simply comparable to the million-year soul skill Spirit Detection of the later Huo Yuhao.

It was just that this move seemed unable to be shared with others. Nan Feihuang's situation was special; he and Qian Renxue had connected their soul power and minds many times, yet even so, it still required physical contact to transmit.

"Feihuang, look at the eighth pillar," Qian Renxue transmitted her voice.

And on the coffins, their titles and names were carved.

Otherwise, this Qian Renxue would not only be a super-strong Power Attack System Battle Soul Master, but also a super auxiliary who could oversee the entire field.

Angel Douluo Qian Han Feng, Angel Douluo Qian Feng Chen, and Angel Douluo Qian Xunji—these were Qian Renxue's father, as well as ancestors with higher seniority than Qian Daoliu.

As for those living people, their names obviously would not be on the coffins. Nan Feihuang searched for a moment and discovered that the eight pillars supporting the Douluo Hall had plaques hanging on them recording titles and names.

If it wasn't carved, it meant the coffin was empty. After all, Title Douluo experts were relatively rare, and even after thousands of years, they hadn't filled this Douluo Hall.

The idea that there were only a dozen or so Title Douluo on the continent was clearly just talk; in reality, the Spirit Hall had long since mastered the data on the vast majority of Title Douluo on the continent.

Nan Feihuang saw the few coffins at the very front; their titles were uniformly Angel Douluo.

These were all the Title Douluo still alive in the current world, scattered about forty in total.

The deceased were all carved on their coffins, but the Douluo Hall did not only enshrine the dead; even if they were not Title Douluo of the Spirit Hall, as long as they successfully obtained a title, their names would be recorded within the Douluo Hall.

Upon hearing this, Nan Feihuang looked toward the eighth pillar, and on it, he saw his mother's name: Profound Ice Douluo Lan Xue.

The image reflected in Nan Feihuang's mind showed a huge palace filled with luxurious coffins, and lying inside were likely the successive generations of Title Douluo-level experts of the Spirit Hall.

Nan Feihuang even saw the name of Sea Horse Douluo Ou Ya; even Sea God Island had records here. This was not strange, as Qian Daoliu had once ventured to Sea God Island, and it was normal for him to record what he saw and heard upon returning.

"It's my mother!" Seeing his mother's name, Nan Feihuang still felt very proud.

The two opened their eyes and looked at each other, then Qian Renxue took two plaques from her bosom. "Look, Feihuang, I carved these myself. In the future, the two of us can hang them together."

Qian Renxue had actually already made the carving plaques for their future titles; it seemed she was truly very confident.

But that was also normal; with the aptitude of the two, reaching Title Douluo was effortless for them.

Nan Feihuang looked at the words on the two plaques.

It read: Angel Douluo Qian Renxue, Peerless Douluo Nan Feihuang.

Qian Renxue naturally continued to use her family's hereditary title, and the title she thought of for Nan Feihuang was actually "Peerless," which was exactly the title Nan Feihuang himself wanted.

"Xue Jie... how did you know my thoughts?" Nan Feihuang asked. This title fit his heart too well; if it were a coincidence, it was too much of one.

Qian Renxue laughed. "Because you told me that your ideal was to become the world's number one god general. At first, I wanted to carve 'God General Douluo' for you, but I thought that compared to the two words 'God General,' 'world's number one' was the essence. But the title 'World's Number One Douluo' felt a bit old-fashioned."

"But then I had a thought: isn't the so-called 'world's number one' the meaning of 'peerless and unmatched'? So I thought of this title for you: Peerless God General, Peerless Douluo Nan Feihuang. It sounds good, right? Looking at you, you like it very much, so Xue Jie is relieved. I was actually a bit worried you might think I was acting on my own."

"I wouldn't, Xue Jie, this is the best title!" Nan Feihuang smiled and took the plaques. "One day, I will be with you and carve our names onto that stone pillar."

The two looked at each other without saying too much. They understood each other; the words they spoke were definitely not empty talk, but promises of things they could achieve.

Even though Qian Renxue had already deactivated the spirit detection and their mental connection had been severed, the hands they held did not loosen, but instead gripped even tighter.

"Let's go, Feihuang, it's time to send you back to rest. There's a competition in a few days, and Xue Jie can't hog you for too long," Qian Renxue said after a long while.

She had no choice; the appearance of Qian Renxue meant the disappearance of Xue Qinghe.

As the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, he was watched by people at all times, especially Ning Fengzhi. Before Great Emperor Xue Ye set off, he specifically instructed him to take good care of the Crown Prince.

If Xue Qinghe were to mysteriously disappear within Wuhun City, it would certainly alarm him.

Therefore, the time she could spend as Qian Renxue was very limited.

The two left the Douluo Hall and were just about to walk out of the Spirit Hall when they saw two stunningly beautiful women walking toward them.

Qian Renxue frowned. "Why is it them? How did she come out of the Pope Palace?"

These two were none other than the master and disciple, Bibi Dong and Hu Liena.

It was Nan Feihuang's first time seeing the other two of the Spirit Hall's three beauties, but with his intelligence, he recognized them at the first moment. After all, it was impossible to just find two women in the Spirit Hall whose looks could rival Qian Renxue's.

The tall and stunningly beautiful Bibi Dong and the orange-haired, bewitchingly charming Hu Liena—it could only be them.

Hu Liena might be slightly inferior, being only relatively charming, but Bibi Dong's appearance truly did not lose out to Qian Renxue's in the slightest.

Although Nan Feihuang recognized them in his heart, he did not show any reaction on the surface. After all, it was indeed his first time seeing them openly, so not knowing them was the normal situation.

He led Qian Renxue directly past them; for passersby whose identities he "didn't know," he could only do this.

(End of chapter)