Chapter 2

Qian Renxue returned to her residence, took off her exquisite boots, and eagerly jumped onto the soft big bed.

Her residence is luxuriously decorated yet simple, four rooms and a hall, but the sleeping chamber contains only a dressing table and a bed, nothing else; there is also a room dedicated to cultivation, and the spacious other areas are filled with bookshelves holding copies of various knowledge she has collected over the years from the Spirit Hall.

Qian Renxue eagerly released her martial soul; the six‑winged angel soul insignia lit up, and an illusory golden six‑winged angel phantom appeared behind her; in an instant, it seemed as if all the light in the room converged upon her, illuminating her radiantly.

Qian Renxue turned around, obsessively gazing at her martial soul; she reached out and touched the six‑winged angel here and there, feeling its warm, smooth texture, like jade.

She stared for over ten minutes, not missing any detail—the splendid patterns on the martial soul, the decorations on the six‑winged angel, the layered textures of its feathers.

"What a beautiful martial soul."

Qian Renxue was very satisfied with her six‑winged angel martial soul.

Afterwards she stood up, touched the six‑winged angel soul insignia on her chest, and struck a handsome pose.

"Six‑winged angel, possess!"

Behind her, the sacred six‑winged angel opened its arms in an ethereal embrace toward Qian Renxue.

Three pairs of beautiful wings unfurled from behind Qian Renxue; her petite frame grew twenty centimeters taller, now reaching 1.3 meters, and her immature body gained a slight curvature. Her originally fair skin became even smoother and lovelier, making one want to pinch it.

Her gorgeous purple eyes emitted a divine light, appearing noble and sacred.

The three pairs of wings fluttered, and her whole body floated in midair.

"I'm flying! I'm flying! Haha, this is so fun!" Qian Renxue flew left and right in the room, making various sudden stops and turns.

After playing for a while, Qian Renxue calmed her excitement, sat cross‑legged on the bed again, and let her three pairs of wings spread freely in the room as she organized her thoughts.

"As expected of a god‑bestowed divine martial soul, it can manifest possession even without soul rings, and still produce such a great change."

According to Spirit Hall records, when a beast martial soul has not yet acquired soul rings, its possession only enhances physical quality; the body itself undergoes no change, at most a shift in hair and eye color. Only after obtaining soul rings does true possession occur.

Moreover, it remains uncertain whether the six‑winged angel counts as a beast martial soul; humanoid martial souls are each super martial souls—in the second part, the main body sect's sect leader's martial soul is the self itself, possessing formidable strength; after Mu En's death, Shrek Academy was overwhelmed.

As a transmigrator who knew her martial soul from the start, Qian Renxue had long been pondering whether her six‑winged angel martial soul could still evolve and transform. As a powerful humanoid martial soul, is the six‑winged angel a true body martial soul? If so, could it undergo a second awakening? In Qian Renxue's view, the six‑winged angel martial soul is heaven‑favored; it can be called a true hexagonal war‑god template, with no weak points. Qian Daoliu could even lose to Tang Chen with it; the only reason she insists on competing head‑on with the explosive‑ring Haotian Hammer is her own arrogance.

"But although an innate rank‑20 soul power looks impressive, it is still far inferior to Tang San's twin martial souls."

"What I need is not useless soul‑rank; for me, who can at any time initiate the Angel God's Trial in the Offering Hall, soul rank doesn't matter—I need true potential that can rival a god‑king!"

The god‑king Qian Renxue refers to here is not Tang San, but the Asura God‑King who represents the divine realm's enforcers.

Killing Tang San is actually difficult, because he is the god‑position heir chosen by the Asura God‑King; to kill him one must be prepared to oppose the god‑king. Only after becoming a god, possessing power comparable to the Asura God‑King, can one truly settle the matter with Tang San.

She now worries about her future strength after becoming a god; in the original story the Angel God's power is great, even outstanding among first‑tier gods, yet it feels feeble when facing a god‑king.

But the higher her potential before godhood, the stronger she will be after attaining godhood.

Therefore, her most urgent task is to increase her potential.

"Potential? What could boost potential more than a hundred‑thousand‑year soul ring?" Qian Renxue's eyes blazed. "Sacrifice—truly the most perfect mechanism in this world."

Tang Sanjiang, Guo mie nie, to kill you I can only first abduct your mother.

Xiao Wujiang, I'll also take your mother, hehe.

"They really are a match made in heaven; sharing the same fate makes it easier for them to meet and fall in love, then we'll just continue the process. My goodness, three hundred‑thousand‑year soul rings!"

"Love! How great!" Qian Renxue exclaimed for a while, then forced herself to calm down.

"Tang San is nine years younger than me; in three years it will be his birth year. Xiao Wu is the same age as Tang San, so at that time I'll threaten her with Xiao Wu."

"Mm~ As expected of me!"

"In three years I can directly obtain two hundred‑thousand‑year soul rings."

"With these two hundred‑thousand‑year soul rings, my physique will greatly increase; by then there'll be no need to wait for Xiao Wu's sacrifice for the third ring—I estimate I can directly absorb a forty‑thousand‑year golden‑bloodline spirit beast, boosting my martial soul's bloodline potential and sweeping aside everything."

The Second Elder's golden crocodile clan possesses a layout distribution map of golden‑bloodline spirit beasts.

Qian Renxue truly dares to dream; a forty‑thousand‑year golden‑bloodline soul ring could already be the seventh soul ring that a Soul Saint powerhouse dreams of! For potential, a mere three years—I can afford to waste! A Soul Elder with two hundred‑thousand‑year soul rings versus an ordinary high‑rank Soul Ancestor six‑winged angel three years later.

At most it couldn't exceed level 47.

"Heh, even a fool knows how to choose. Moreover, after absorbing a hundred‑thousand‑year soul ring, my soul power won't be worse than three years of bitter cultivation!"

"But I'm supposed to be the female protagonist‑turned‑major‑villain of the Heaven‑Mandated; how did I become a Douluo Flame Emperor template?"

Qian Renxue pondered long and amused herself, but having made her decision she must act; the identity of the Spirit Hall's young mistress is truly useful, after all those two hundred‑thousand‑year spirit beasts died precisely because of the Spirit Hall.

For her soul rings, Qian Xunji cannot die yet, otherwise no one could draw Bibi Dong's hatred.

As for Qian Daoliu, he already feels guilty toward Bibi Dong because of his wayward son's foolish deeds; he has been hiding in the Offering Hall, perhaps because he's embarrassed to meet Bibi Dong.

However, if it's a matter of comparing Bibi Dong with her, Qian Renxue believes Grandfather will make the right decision.

Moreover, her cheap father originally went hunting A Yin to give Bibi Dong a surprise and beg forgiveness, but he's gradually turned into a love‑addict.

"If after hearing her explanation one still thinks of using her soul rings to curry favor with Bibi Dong, then don't blame Qian Renxue for brandishing the halberd of filial piety against father and daughter."

Bibi Dong couldn't care less whether this girl felt wronged; from the moment she was born she's never given her a pleasant look. She wouldn't even dare dream of opposing the Pope! Just a twin martial soul with exhausted potential—Grandfather could easily handle her in the early‑mid stages. If she doesn't want to stay in the Spirit Hall, then she should just get lost! After Bibi Dong's martial soul awakened she became the Holy Maiden; now she's an eight‑ring Soul Douluo. To exact revenge she's frenziedly added five‑plus‑ten‑thousand‑year soul rings to her second martial soul, already attaching four, jumping straight from initial Soul Saint to eighty‑fourth‑level Soul Douluo.

That old coot, while using the Spirit Hall's resources on one hand and plotting to overthrow it on the other, will kick Qian Renxue off her pedestal once she obtains those two hundred‑thousand‑year soul rings.

"The Spirit Hall's resources would be better spent achieving me than helping others!" Next I'll dupe the Offering Hall's seven elders into making Xue'er work. Moonlight streamed in through the floor‑to‑ceiling window, shining on Qian Renxue; it made her tranquil, peerless countenance stand out even more, as if she were a celestial being.

It's written rather verbosely, mainly aiming for more detail. In this book Qian Renxue has no such thing as a system; mainly her setup is too overpowered, and the forces behind her are too strong. I actually don't understand why fanfics where Qian Renxue is the protagonist never have anyone take a hundred‑thousand‑year soul ring, and still make the imperial family play house. The Offering Hall's various titled Douluos she can summon with a bit of coquettishness.

(End of chapter)