Chapter 38

The Golden Crocodile Battle Soul used some specially made insect-repellent powder; the most terrifying thing in the Star Dou Great Forest is not those powerful soul beasts, but the poisonous snakes and insects that may appear at any time, and the number of soul masters dying from these poisonous creatures each year remains high.

After Qian Renxue and Qian Daoliu finished talking about Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue dragged her slightly fatigued body back to her tent, lightly lifted the curtain, and stepped into this small space belonging to her.

The tent was filled with the scent of grass, making her feel a sense of ease and tranquility. No incense was used inside the tent, lest it affect her perception in the perilous forest, which would only let her die and not be able to die again.

Qian Renxue had no hesitation whatsoever; she immediately sat cross-legged.

She took a deep breath, letting her mind gradually calm down, then began to mobilize the soul power within her body, entering a cultivation state.

Only to see golden light flickering all around her, the crimson-gold soul power flowing like a gentle stream within her body; she focused entirely on guiding the soul power through her meridians, each cycle of circulation advancing her strength to a higher level.

In this quiet tent, Qian Renxue cultivated silently; the three of them took turns keeping watch, and they needed to recover their condition as soon as possible.

At this moment, Qian Daoliu was on watch, but the Golden Crocodile Battle Soul did not immediately rest; instead, he approached Qian Daoliu's side and asked carefully.

"Big brother, what do you plan to do with Xue'er's soul bone, or will you absorb the Angel set? The two leg bones of the Angel soul bone are still on Xunji's body, right? I see that Xue'er seems not to want to absorb the Angel set nowadays."

"This question hit the nail on the head; the fastest way to complete the Angel God's trial is to absorb the six-piece Angel soul bone set, but Qian Xunji had absorbed two leg bones and could not absorb any more, the other Angel soul bones did not recognize him, and he didn't even qualify to open the Angel examination."

"This is also why Qian Xunji's soul ring configuration is a normal soul ring configuration; Qian Daoliu, when he first opened the divine trial, was a red-rank eight-trial, and knowing his own fate, Qian Daoliu did not absorb the Angel set but left it to his son; unfortunately, Qian Xunji lacked talent, was not favored by the Angel God, and the divine trial was never bestowed upon him."

Qian Daoliu fell silent for a moment; he naturally wanted Qian Renxue to absorb the Angel set, but he could not possibly force his son to die for the sake of his granddaughter! He knew his son all too well—the son's faith and pursuit of the Angel God were the most extreme and fervent.

If he knew he was blocking Xue'er's path to godhood, he would surely have to commit suicide.

"I also have no good solution; I once let Xue'er first absorb the remaining four pieces of the Angel soul bone set, but she seems to have her own ideas—becoming a god does not actually require the Angel set; it is merely a shortcut given by the Angel God to the Qian family's descendants. Now we can only trust Xue'er herself."

After four hours, Qian Renxue opened her eyes, lightly raised her jade hand, rose and began to undo her clothing. She first took off the exquisite outer skirt, and her graceful figure gradually emerged.

Next, her fingers slowly reached for the pair of white silk stockings that were somewhat damaged from battle.

Qian Renxue carefully gripped the edge of the silk stockings and pulled them down bit by bit; the stockings slid down her long legs like soft silk, each movement carrying a unique elegance and sensuality.

When the silk stockings completely left her legs, her skin, white as jade, was fully revealed; in the light, it seemed to emit a holy radiance. She lightly bit her lip, and her eyes revealed a subtle, hard-to-detect charming allure—a unique grace belonging solely to her.

She first changed into a set of clothing, intending to later leave the tent and swap shifts with the Golden Crocodile Battle Soul.

When Qian Renxue wore the white combat attire, her appearance was truly striking.

The white combat attire fit tightly to her body, accentuating her exquisite curves and perfectly displaying her figure. The clothing's material is made from the silk of a snow-silk-type soul beast, as if woven from the purest snowflakes.

The collar is a simple small stand‑up collar, making her neck look longer and more elegant. The cuffs are tight and neat, allowing her to move more freely and making it easy to unleash astonishing power at any moment. Around her waist is fastened an exquisite white waistband inlaid with a shining gemstone, which not only emphasizes her slender waist but also adds a touch of nobility and splendor.

The lower garments are straight and smooth, swaying lightly with her steps, displaying a spirited heroic bearing; in the Star Dou Great Forest, wearing pants is still a bit more comfortable and also avoids mosquito bites.

Upon Qian Renxue's white combat attire there are also some faintly visible six‑winged angelic dark patterns.

Together with her golden long hair and exquisite face, she is like a white rose blooming in the snow—cold‑gorgeous yet full of charm, standing out strikingly and radiantly in the forest.

"Grandfather, you should go rest first; it's my turn to keep watch." Qian Renxue saw that beside the Golden Crocodile there were already several soul beast corpses with no sign of life, presumably the victims of a nighttime attack slain by the Golden Crocodile and Qian Daoliu.

Seeing Qian Renxue, the Golden Crocodile first praised her, then took out several kinds of soul beast meat jerky snacks from his storage ring and handed them all to Qian Renxue.

"Xue'er, you're getting prettier and prettier; Grandfather still has plenty of snacks here—eat some when you're hungry." Having said that, seeing Qian Renxue nod, he returned to his tent to rest.

The mountain wind at night is still somewhat cold; waves of damp mist drift over, easily soaking the outer clothing.

Night fell over the land, and the clear, cold moonlight shone upon Qian Renxue. She also had to keep watch for two hours; Qian Renxue sat silently outside the tent, her straight back especially distinct in the darkness.

Qian Renxue's beautiful face glowed faintly in the moonlight, her gaze somewhat languidly falling on the few soul beasts not far off that had been slain by the Golden Crocodile.

Those soul beast corpses lay haphazardly, some still retaining the struggling pose they had at the brink of death.

She stared at them somewhat boredly, her thoughts drifting away; it's a pity that if she now had a second consciousness sea, it would be great.

If Qian Renxue possessed a second consciousness sea, she could leave a thread of thought within it, using the second consciousness sea to sense the surroundings while another part of her mind remained in the mental sea to continue cultivating—just like sleeping with one eye open.

Once something is detected, the spirit in the cultivation state would quickly awaken; unfortunately, Qian Renxue is not a mental‑attribute soul master, so she cannot quickly open a second consciousness sea, but the hundred‑thousand‑year soft‑bone enchanting rabbit is a mental‑attribute soul beast—she might obtain a mental‑attribute soul skill, and perhaps then could develop it.

Occasionally, Qian Renxue would lightly blink her eyes, and her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow in the moonlight.

Perhaps because several powerful soul beast corpses were laid out here, creating a deterrent, Qian Renxue found that it seemed no soul beast dared to attack.

Her fingers unconsciously fiddled with the hem of her clothing, her body swaying slightly, as if she were struggling against the boredom and loneliness of this quiet night.

A gentle breeze outside the tent lightly brushed her hair, lifting a few strands of gold that floated in the air. Qian Renxue simply sat there quietly, keeping watch over this tranquil yet perilous night.

Ah, how boring—why doesn't the Douluo Continent have cell phones? If only, after I ascend to the Pope's throne, I could have those technicians make me a phone to play with.

(End of chapter)