Chapter 93: The City of Slaughter, a Naturally Angelic Baby Whose Soul Power Level Is Insufficient and Wants to Level Up

Seeing Bibi Dong's pitiful gaze, Qian Renxue realized she didn't want to blame her, her cold expression softened, so she let out a soft sigh and let her go.

"Don't move around."

Bibi Dong, enjoying the softness of Qian Renxue's body, said seriously, "Of course, that was just an unconscious reaction after falling asleep."

The carriage of the Spirit Hall traveled along the road; the monotonous scenery was extremely boring. To avoid being accidentally strangled by Bibi Dong after falling asleep, Qian Renxue asked Bibi Dong some questions about cultivation.

Bibi Dong has a dual martial soul, but unlike ordinary dual martial souls, she can switch the martial soul true form directly, without first retracting the released true form, switching, and then manifesting the second martial soul's true form.

Although Qian Renxue does not have a dual martial soul, she is very curious about this technique.

Bibi Dong looked a bit surprised that Xiao Xue knew her second martial soul had also absorbed the seventh soul ring and could seamlessly link the true form; her seventh soul ring was also a divine soul ring granted by the Asura God, naturally with a ten‑thousand‑year duration.

Bibi Dong's hand restless roamed behind Qian Renxue's back, then she said, "For dual martial soul soul masters, the switching technique between the two martial souls is a very important combat skill."

"But to master it, one must understand each martial soul's characteristics, skills, and advantages."

"Through continual practice and implementation, improve the speed and accuracy of martial soul switching."

"And the reason I can freely switch martial soul true forms is that both of my martial souls are spider types; their origins, though different, are very similar, allowing me better control. If the two martial soul origins differ greatly, the difficulty of mastery increases."

Bibi Dong told Qian Renxue, without reservation, the technique she had devised for mastering the martial soul origin.

For dual martial soul soul masters, the martial soul origin involves the balance and switching mechanism between the two martial souls.

Dual martial soul soul masters can freely switch martial soul true forms in battle, exploiting the different advantages and skills of the two martial souls; this relates to the characteristics of the martial soul origin and the soul master's control over it.

In the soul master world, the martial soul origin is not only a profound and special concept, but also a deep, universal martial soul power; however, few can comprehend their own martial soul essence, which depends not on talent but on comprehension.

It is a profound ability that only strong individuals above the ordinary Douluo rank can master.

Generally, the martial soul origin relates to the martial soul's nature, root, and core power, containing its most primitive and pure strength and traits.

The martial soul origin exists at the moment of martial soul awakening and influences its initial form and abilities; as the soul master grows and cultivates, the origin may change and evolve, enhancing the martial soul's capabilities or granting new traits.

For example, Tang Ya's blue‑silver grass martial soul was initially just ordinary blue‑silver grass; after certain special events, its martial soul origin was awakened, and her martial soul transformed into a special form, becoming the Blue‑Silver Saintess of the Holy Spirit Sect.

On the way to the City of Slaughter, Bibi Dong taught Qian Renxue how to trigger the martial soul origin; since they were in a carriage, Qian Renxue couldn't try it, so she just recorded the method.

A week later, they finally arrived at their destination.

Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue ended their warm conversation, and the carriage slowly came to a halt.

Mother and daughter looked out the window together and saw a slightly dilapidated small town appear before them.

The town's streets were narrow and filthy, the houses uneven, exuding a strange atmosphere.

People's gazes were cold and wary; occasionally a few drunks staggered on the street.

Qian Renxue stepped off the carriage first, with Bibi Dong following closely.

The ground beneath their feet kicked up a cloud of dust, and the air was filled with a rotting smell.

Bibi Dong frowned slightly, reluctant to let Qian Renxue go to that disgusting place, but in the end she sighed:

"Go ahead, Xue Er."

"Okay."

Qian Renxue said goodbye to Bibi Dong and walked toward the town alone.

The townspeople exuded a peculiar chill, a bone‑deep killing aura.

Qian Renxue ignored these people, all just showoffs, none capable of fighting; she only scared the unblooded fledglings, and countless evil soul masters dead at her hands were unknown, and she headed straight for the slaughter tavern she had smashed last time.

Interestingly, the tavern that was smashed last time had been rebuilt; this renovation was much better, the tavern was considerably larger, and all the decorations were black.

At this moment, about thirty percent of the tavern's seats were occupied; although the air was murky, few people spoke, making it very quiet, and a strange phenomenon occurred: each person had a cup of red liquid before them.

With just a glance, she understood that the liquid was the famed Bloody Mary, i. e., human blood.

Dogs can't stop eating shit; they probably think it looks cool? Some chuunibyou‑style dark kid who thinks human blood tastes good?

Qian Renxue's arrival attracted many gazes, desire‑filled eyes sticking to her like glue.

Feeling the sticky stares around her, Qian Renxue quickened her pace and directly approached the black‑clothed waiter whose face had turned pale, and she said coldly.

"I want to enter the City of Slaughter."

At the same time, the tavern's patrons shifted their gaze from Qian Renxue's body to her face, wearing a mocking expression, as if waiting to see her look embarrassed.

But what they didn't expect was that the usually aloof, arrogant black‑clothed waiter now wore a flattering expression.

"M-Master, the rule is that after the tavern is full, one must first kill ten people before entering the City of Slaughter."

Coldness flashed in Qian Renxue's eyes, "It seems you know me. Didn't I say that entry to the City of Slaughter allows no rules, that a prison for criminals has no need to exist?"

"I... dare not, you go ahead, you go ahead."

The waiter shakily pressed a hidden button on the bar, and with a click, a mechanism opened.

Then Qian Renxue noticed a staircase appearing behind the bar.

Qian Renxue stepped over the bar and walked down the staircase.

Seeing Qian Renxue actually go in, the other tavern patrons instantly exploded.

"Damn, how can she enter the City of Slaughter without following the rules while we still have to wait here for the place to fill up and fight!"

Someone in the tavern shouted a curse, and a chorus of mother‑cursing voices rose.

"Exactly! How did you become a waiter, damn!"

Only after Qian Renxue's figure completely vanished from his sight did the waiter turn his head and say coldly:

"All of you, shut up! You damned trash, you even dare break the tavern's rules—do you all want to die!"

"Everyone, wait patiently for the crowd to gather, or don't blame the City of Slaughter's enforcement team for being ruthless!"

…

The staircase was short; after walking a bit, Qian Renxue reached its end and soon arrived at a pitch‑black passage. Her eyes glowed with an odd pink light, and by employing the soul bone attached to her eyes, she could clearly see the surroundings.

The dark passage sloped downward, and a chilling aura continuously blew from ahead.

Qian Renxue kept moving forward, step by step; after she had walked more than 1,500 steps, a cold voice echoed from all directions.

"Welcome to the City of Slaughter. This is the capital of Hell, a world full of killing. Here you can obtain anything you desire, the price being your life."

Qian Renxue ignored the sound, continued to scout the surroundings; the material of this passage was extremely special, spiritual power could not penetrate it, but her eyes had night-vision ability, those passages could not stop her scouting at all.

Through her eye soul bone, she saw ahead an open gate; outside the gate was a unit holding heavy swords, wearing black armor, with their faces completely covered by helmets, heavy cavalry.

Neither more nor less, a total of one hundred and one people; among them, one hundred held heavy swords, while one person sat atop a tall warhorse. His horse's body was also covered with thick black armor.

Qian Renxue's steps did not stop, she continued forward, soon exiting the passage; her gaze passed through these knights, looking toward their rear.

What she saw was a black city, with thick black walls extremely wide; that was indeed a city, and above the city hung a purple moon.

The moon was low, seeming to be less than five hundred meters above the ground; looking upward, everything was black, as if it were night.

Just as Qian Renxue thought she would have to fight this man like Tang San did, the man seated on the tall warhorse removed his helmet, revealing his middle-aged face, sweat beading on his forehead, and he spoke respectfully:

"Welcome, sir, to the City of Slaughter; this is your identification, please keep it, someone will meet you at the city gate."

The middle-aged man dismounted, holding up a black plaque with both hands and presenting it to Qian Renxue; the plaque was carved with a skull, and below it bore a number, 15576.

This number seemed to represent the entry number for the City of Slaughter; Qian Renxue asked:

"What does this number mean, why are there so many, and how many people are there in the City of Slaughter?"

The black-armored knight carefully replied: "The numbering of the City of Slaughter is reset each year, starting from zero; this year, because the Angel Legion killed too fiercely, many people fled in to survive, so the population is a bit higher."

He wiped his sweat, he hadn't forgotten that last time this girl had brought the Angel Legion to attack, and the Lord of Slaughter himself had been frightened away by her. Qian Renxue glanced at the middle-aged man indifferently, took the plaque, and walked toward the black city ahead.

Watching the girl's receding back, the middle-aged man quickly turned to a subordinate and said: "Go notify the Lord of Slaughter! The leader of the Angel Legion has come to the City of Slaughter!"

The pitch-black city gate gave an oppressive feeling; on the massive gate hung the four large characters "City of Slaughter".

Before the gate, two rows of black-armored warriors stood silently; before Qian Renxue could show her identity plaque, a woman veiled in black gauze had already walked out from inside.

"Welcome to the City of Slaughter." The woman's voice was pleasant; she stepped to Qian Renxue's side, making a gesture of invitation.

Qian Renxue had long been curious about this underground City of Slaughter; the environment had a slight post-apocalyptic wasteland feel, and as soon as she entered the gate, she felt her soul ring sealed by a divine power, unable to release any soul skill.

But she adopted the attitude of "since we're here, let's make the best of it," followed the woman into the gate; perhaps because of her identity plaque, no one stopped her.

Upon entering the city, it was a blue-purple world; the lighting lamps hanging on both sides of the streets emitted only these two colors of light.

Perhaps it was indeed because she had brought the Angel Legion to slaughter too fiercely on the continent; here people felt somewhat crowded, and aside from everything looking gloomy, at first glance it seemed no different from an ordinary city.

"I am your guide. You may ask me anything you don't understand; within twelve hours I will answer all your questions, and after twelve hours this place will be your home. You will also officially become a member of the City of Slaughter."

Qian Renxue nodded, thought for a moment, and asked: "Will the Lord of Slaughter take action against the residents of the City of Slaughter?"

The black-gauze girl shook her head: "I don't know; I cannot guess the will of the great Lord of Slaughter, but you actually know of the Lord of Slaughter's existence, showing you understand the basic information of the City of Slaughter."

"So you mean the Lord of Slaughter can kill whoever he wants?"

The black-gauze girl replied: "Of course not; the great Lord of Slaughter has no interest in massacring the weak; he enjoys evenly matched battles, and the Hell Slaughter Arena exists for that reason."

Qian Renxue asked her most pressing question: "How do I get food?" She knew the basic rules of the City of Slaughter—just kill—but she couldn't recall the details of daily life.

The black-gauze girl said: "Inside the City of Slaughter, there is no currency; any food is provided free of charge, of course, not excluding the possibility of poison."

"Here, the dead are most valuable; each person takes the number of skulls they possess as a symbol of strength, and the blood and skulls they personally harvest from slain opponents can be used to trade for other goods."

Qian Renxue nodded without changing expression: "I've heard the City of Slaughter has no rules; you can do whatever you want?"

The black-gauze girl calmly said:

"That's right; here the rule is no rules. As a member of the City of Slaughter, you can do anything here, even if a titled Douluo from the outside world comes here, they will be weakened by the loss of their soul skill."

"Under the rule of the Lord of Slaughter, we need not fear them; in the City of Slaughter, as long as you have sufficient ability, you can accomplish anything you wish."

"But I must remind you, precisely because there are no rules here, you may at any time face deadly danger; in a sense, this is a paradise of sin."

Qian Renxue surveyed the environment of the City of Slaughter, then said: "Take me to the Hell Slaughter Arena."

The black-gauze girl stared for a moment: "Are you sure? Those who walk out alive from there are less than one-tenth; it is also the place where our City of Slaughter most easily reduces its population, each person is required to enter the Hell Slaughter Arena only once a year, and as long as they survive one battle, they can live another year in the City of Slaughter."

Qian Renxue's face bore a cold expression: "Because I don't want to stay in this lousy place for even a moment."

The black-gauze girl's face showed a hint of oddity; the City of Slaughter is not a place you can just come and go as you please: "If that's the case, then come with me."

Having said that, she then walked into the city, keeping a steady pace, always staying beside Qian Renxue, merely half a step ahead of her.

Qian Renxue, under her guidance, began to walk toward the inner city,

The outer city of the City of Slaughter had simple black stone houses on both sides of the streets, looking like a living environment, but the environment was too poor; only every so often along the road were there places dedicated to eating.

Many people lined up there waiting for food distribution; in feeling, it was only slightly better than beggars; as for the so-called paradise of sin, the so-called pleasure, it simply did not exist.

These people were all as thin as skin and bone, sallow and emaciated, a picture of malnutrition, barely clinging to life.

For this, the black-gauze girl's explanation was also simple: this is merely the outer city; evildoers are also ranked in tiers, and only truly powerful evildoers can enjoy pleasure in this decadent paradise; as for useless trash, they have no right to enjoy these.

After walking for about half an hour, the black-gauze girl had brought Qian Renxue to a city wall, which was precisely the inner wall of the City of Slaughter.

Compared to the outer wall of the City of Slaughter, this wall is not high, its highest point only about ten meters; passing over this wall leads to the inner city of the City of Slaughter.

Qian Renxue's eyes flickered; she was especially excited, her eyes glowing.

Evil soul masters! There are so many evil soul masters here!

The city gate stood wide open, with no guards present; the black-gauze girl indifferently introduced to Qian Renxue:

"The inner city needs no guards; anyone from the outer city who dares to enter can come in at any time, of course, once inside they must also bear the unknowns of the inner world."

"You have just arrived in the City of Slaughter; I suggest you first live a while in the outer city, adapt to everything here before entering the inner city; after you enter the inner city later, please do not leave my side by more than five meters, otherwise I cannot guarantee your safety."

Qian Renxue impatiently interrupted her: "Enough, stop the nagging; since I've come to the City of Slaughter, I naturally have my reasons, you just need to lead the way."

The black-gauze girl's eyes held a hint of mockery; such an arrogant newcomer probably wouldn't last a day, and besides her appearance was too splendid, such a beauty, truly a pity; the black-gauze girl said nothing more, continuing toward the inner city.

As soon as Qian Renxue entered the inner city, she immediately felt an atmosphere utterly different from that of the outer city.

If the outer city is a dead, cold world, then the inner city is a luxurious, frenzied world, with various colored lights visible everywhere; the population of the inner city is far greater than that of the outer city, utterly unlike its tranquility.

Within the inner city, it was extremely chaotic; everywhere there were excited laughter, painful wails, and many hair-raising sounds.

Several men were committing bestial acts on a woman, while those around wore expressions of habitual acceptance, even watching on; fights and brawls were everywhere, hardly any place of peace.

Qian Renxue's expression unchanged; they were all evil soul masters, not a single pure one; how well the evil soul masters fared was none of her concern; she was suppressing her eight-winged angel impulse, fearing that if they were all killed now, there would not be enough participants for her Hell Arena match.

"Take me to the Hell Slaughter Arena!"

This time the black-gauze girl had no more nonsense, walking along the street deeper into the inner city.

The inner city can indeed be called a luxurious metropolis, or rather a decadent one; in this City of Slaughter, there's no need to deliberately restrain oneself—killing intent will constantly surge forth, as if only through slaughter can one release the malice accumulated within.

But Qian Renxue's heart holds no malice, only excitement; the outside world cannot find so many Evil Soul Masters, for an Angel Soul Master slaying Evil Soul Masters boosts one's cultivation speed—this is utterly a mimicry training ground for Angel Soul Masters, and these people are nothing but her experience points!

The City of Slaughter is naturally suited for Angel Soul Babies whose soul power is insufficient and who wish to level up.

Under the guidance of the Black Veil Girl, Qian Renxue soon spotted a special building. It appeared circular, more precisely a non-standard cone, with the largest base area, narrowing as it rises.

At roughly thirty meters above the ground, it maintains the same diameter and extends upward, continuing up to fifty meters.

The Hell Slaughter Arena indeed covers a considerable area; its black structure feels oppressive. The Black Veil Girl mentioned that its location is the very center of the City of Slaughter, showing how important it is within the city.

Seeing Qian Renxue heading straight for the Hell Slaughter Arena, the Black Veil Girl hurriedly said, "Wait, Miss 15576, the qualification to enter requires contributing a cup of Bloody Mary."

At the entrance there were two guards, beside whom stood a huge glass vessel.

Seeing Qian Renxue try to rush in, the two men immediately blocked her path; one man wore a lecherous grin and said, "The qualification to watch is a cup of Bloody Mary, but you're so beautiful—spend a night with me, and I'll take you in to play."

Boom—! Boom—! Boom—!

A tremendous explosion sounded at the entrance of the Hell Slaughter Arena; the man's body was sent flying by Qian Renxue's heavy punch, smashing through the wall and blasting into the central field inside the arena.

The man's impact left a huge spider‑web crack on the ground, dust scattering; the ten people fighting on the field were startled—what's happening, why bring in a temporary extra? That breaks the rules, right? Qian Renxue smiled and said, "Want more? A person's worth of blood should be enough—I could probably enter many times."

The other man turned pale with fright and hurriedly said, "Enough! Enough! Please go in!"

The Black Veil Girl's face darkened as she followed behind Qian Renxue, loudly scolding, "They are staff of the City of Slaughter; you cannot strike them—you're as good as dead. The Enforcement Squad won't let you off; they are all strong enough to use soul skills in the City of Slaughter! The new Enforcement Captain has even received the Slaughter King's blessing, promoted to a mighty Title Douluo!"

Qian Renxue nodded and said, "Then let them come find me—I haven't killed a Title Douluo in ages. Moreover, in the City of Slaughter there are no rules; you do what you want, didn't you tell me that?"

Guess why the new Title Douluo? Because the old one was already killed by her; she doesn't mind taking down another junior. If she can't use soul skills, would she be afraid? Her soul bone is no disadvantage either!

"You!" the Black Veil Girl said coldly, her voice somewhat angry but she could do nothing about Qian Renxue, so she followed along, fuming.

Inside the Hell Slaughter Arena it looks even more shabby than outside, but as a slaughter‑dedicated venue it doesn't need to be fancy. There are no barriers around; the outer perimeter consists of rings of seats extending upward, while below lies a huge open field with a diameter of over a hundred square meters.

At this moment, the spectators were not many; the vast venue held less than thirty percent capacity, all craning their necks toward Qian Renxue's direction—how did the staff even fly in from the entrance?

Seeing Qian Renxue in white, everyone's eyes nearly popped out, staring at her impressive figure and swallowing saliva—no one was watching the match anymore.

Qian Renxue glanced at the skirmish just begun in the field, frowned slightly dissatisfied, and it seemed she'd have to wait a bit.

Qian Renxue handed her identification tag to the Black Veil Girl and said, "Please help me register; I want to compete."

The Black Veil Girl, also aware of Qian Renxue's extraordinary strength, turned and took the tag to register, while Qian Renxue rested in the waiting room, regulating her breath until the match began.

(End of chapter)