Chapter 22: Secrets of Becoming a God? Sea God Island

"Since you have come, why not sit and have some tea."

"Young Master!"

"Young Master!"

The Pufferfish Douluo and Serpent Spear Douluo forced themselves to say these two sentences, after which their bodies sat down at the table uncontrollably.

A stormy sea surged in Qian Renxue's heart.

She had never imagined that the disguise she had meticulously planned would be seen through so easily.

What shocked her even more was that Zhexian's strength could actually suppress two Title Douluo; this was definitely not something an ordinary Soul Master could do.

"Who exactly are you?" Qian Renxue finally shed her disguise, her long golden hair cascading down like a waterfall, and a sharp light flickered in her red pupils, "Why can you see through my identity?"

Zhexian smiled slightly, his gaze remaining as calm as water, as if Qian Renxue's questioning had not stirred any ripples in his heart.

He gently set down the teacup in his hand, his tone calm and profound: "Who I am is not important; what is important is why you are so obsessed with hiding your identity, and why you are so eager to recruit me?"

Qian Renxue's golden hair shimmered under the candlelight, and the sharpness in her red pupils was gradually replaced by a trace of complex emotion.

She took a deep breath, struggling to calm herself down. The Zhexian before her was clearly not an existence she could easily control.

His strength was unfathomable, even capable of easily suppressing two Title Douluo, which forced her to re-examine her plan.

"Since the teacher has already seen through my identity, there is no need for me to hide it anymore." Qian Renxue's voice remained gentle, but there was a hint of firmness in her tone, "I am indeed not the real Xue Qinghe, but Qian Renxue, the daughter of the former Pope of the Spirit Hall. I am lurking in the Heaven Dou Empire to complete the great cause of unification for the Spirit Hall."

Zhexian nodded slightly, seemingly not surprised by her confession.

He gently stroked the rim of the teacup, his gaze remaining indifferent: "I have long heard of the Spirit Hall's ambitions. However, why do you think I would join your Spirit Hall?"

A flash of urgency crossed Qian Renxue's eyes, but it was quickly suppressed by her.

She leaned forward slightly, her tone sincere: "The teacher's strength is extraordinary and your vision is remarkable. If you are willing to join the Spirit Hall, you will surely become our most powerful asset. After the Spirit Hall unifies the continent, the teacher will also obtain supreme glory and status."

Upon hearing this, Zhexian gave a calm sound and shook his head: "Glory and status are nothing but passing clouds to me. What I pursue are not these worldly things."

Qian Renxue frowned slightly, feeling a bit anxious in her heart.

She had originally thought that by relying on her identity and the might of the Spirit Hall, she could easily persuade Zhexian, but she had not expected him to be completely unmoved by this.

She gritted her teeth and continued: "If the teacher is not interested in these, then the resources and knowledge of the Spirit Hall might allow the teacher to go further. The Spirit Hall possesses the richest collection of Soul Master classics and cultivation resources on the continent. If the teacher is willing, we can share all of this."

Zhexian's gaze remained calm, as if Qian Renxue's proposal had not piqued his interest. He took a light sip of tea and said indifferently: "The Spirit Hall's resources are indeed rich, but to me, they have no great significance."

Qian Renxue's heart sank, knowing that her persuasion had not been effective. She was silent for a moment, and finally could not help but ask: "Then what exactly does the teacher want? If the Spirit Hall can satisfy it, we will certainly do our utmost."

Zhexian set down the teacup, looked at Qian Renxue with a profound gaze, and his tone carried a hint of deeper meaning: "What I pursue is perhaps something you will never be able to understand. However, I am quite curious, what is this 'going further' that you speak of?"

Qian Renxue was slightly startled, and then a trace of conflicted emotion flashed in her eyes.

"Becoming a God!"

Upon hearing this, Zhexian was actually somewhat interested. What kind of strength did the gods here actually reach? The True God Realm?

Seeing that Zhexian was interested in this topic, Qian Renxue continued to speak.

"A Soul Master reaches level 100 to become a God, which requires relying on a Deity's inheritance. By passing the trials, one can become a God. According to the intelligence our Spirit Hall has gathered over so many years, there is a small island called Sea God Island deep in the ocean on the northeast side of the continent, and the Sea God's inheritance is there."

When Zhexian heard the words "Deity," a trace of faint interest flashed in his eyes, but he quickly returned to calm.

He gently set down the teacup, his gaze as deep as water, and his tone remained indifferent: "Becoming a God? That is interesting. However, according to what you say, a Deity's inheritance is ultimately bestowed by external forces; true transcendence perhaps does not lie in this."

Seeing that Zhexian was interested in the topic of "becoming a God," Qian Renxue felt a slight relief in her heart.

She continued: "The teacher is absolutely right. Although a Deity's inheritance is an external force, if one can use it to break through the limits of mortals and step into the God Realm, it is not necessarily a shortcut. The Spirit Hall has been searching for clues to Deity inheritances for many years, and Sea God Island is just one of them. If the teacher is willing, we can share other information, or even explore the path to becoming a God together."

Zhexian smiled slightly, his gaze carrying a hint of faint disdain: "That won't be necessary. As for the Sea God's inheritance, I am slightly interested in taking a look."

Zhexian stood up, gently brushed his sleeves, and his tone was indifferent: "Today's tea tastes good. However, it is time for me to take my leave."

Qian Renxue hurriedly stood up, her tone carrying a hint of urgency: "The teacher is leaving already? Why not stay for a while longer, we can chat some more."

Zhexian shook his head, his gaze remaining calm: "The arising and ceasing of affinities are all the will of heaven. Meeting today is already fate. As for the future, let it be the will of heaven."

After speaking, he turned and walked away, his figure as light as the wind, and in the blink of an eye, he had disappeared outside the hall.

Leaving only petals dancing in the sky...

Qian Renxue stood where she was, looking in the direction Zhexian had left, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

She knew that her invitation today had not succeeded, and instead, she had been seen through by Zhexian. She took a deep breath, struggling to calm herself down.

"Young Master, this person's strength is unfathomable. Should we notify the Grand Pontiff..." Pufferfish Douluo walked up and asked in a low voice.

Qian Renxue shook her head, her tone carrying a hint of exhaustion: "No need. His strength far exceeds our imagination; acting rashly will only be counterproductive. Let today's matter rest for now."

Serpent Spear Douluo also walked up, frowning: "Young Master, since this person is unwilling to join us, will he pose a threat to our plan?"

Qian Renxue was silent for a moment, and finally shook her head: "He will not interfere with our plan; he has no intention of meddling in this matter. We only need to proceed according to the original plan."

The two Title Douluo looked at each other, finally nodded, and stepped aside.

Qian Renxue looked at the night sky outside the hall, her mind filled with countless thoughts.

The night breeze blew past, scattering her whispers and also scattering the trace of confusion in her heart.

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(End of this chapter)