Douluo: Star-Breaking Sword God

Chapter 149 Qian Renxue: I'll kill her one day.
Walking back to the villa, Ling Qianyao felt rather heavy-hearted.

Despite the astrological predictions indicating "great fortune," this trip unexpectedly led to a replay of the locked-room mystery in my life.

He had thought that good or bad fortune was simply a matter of safety, and he was constantly worried that during the purification and treatment process, the evil thoughts of the Rakshasa might suddenly erupt, causing Bibi Dong to fall into a state of madness and attack him.

The deed was done, but the method and approach were unexpected.

They grabbed it in one swift motion, devoured it completely.

Bibi Dong was, after all, a Super Douluo. It was fortunate that she didn't activate her soul power. Otherwise, with Bibi Dong's enhanced physique, Ling Qianyao suspected he would fall apart in that situation.

If it really comes to that, he probably won't even have the power to resist and will only be able to let Bibi Dong torture him.

Fortunately, the supreme pope's soul succumbed to that burning passion and he quickly succumbed, allowing Ling Qianyao to take the lead.

Immersed in madness,
Losing reason and self-control.

Bibi Dong, swept away by love, was so intoxicated and completely unreserved that it was unimaginable to ordinary people.

The impact of extreme contrast.

Although her love was morbid, it was undoubtedly passionate and pure. Moreover, after the spiritual sublimation brought about by the power of the Moon, Bibi Dong's thoughts about Ling Qianyao also changed from 'morbid possession' to 'willing to share the future'.

Having lost her madness and become a "yandere," Bibi Dong, who completely surrendered her body and soul, can be said to be a perfect being.

Ling Qianyao rubbed his temples to clear his somewhat muddled thoughts, and gave a bitter smile. "Really, I've been completely manipulated by her."

Ling Qianyao never runs away from genuine feelings, even if Bibi Dong leaves a place in his heart in such a way.

"We must reveal the truth as soon as possible," Ling Qianyao murmured to himself with a determined look in his eyes, "otherwise this seemingly peaceful and beautiful scene will be shattered sooner or later."

He pushed open the door.

"Qianyao, you're back! Come and see how my omelet rice turned out!" Qian Renxue stood at the kitchen door, her face beaming with anticipation mixed with a hint of nervousness.

In his hand, he was holding a plate of reasonably presented omelet rice, with golden egg skin wrapping the rice and side dishes inside, still faintly steaming.

Zhu Zhuqing was dealing with the mess left behind by Qian Renxue. She raised her eyes slightly and smiled at Ling Qianyao, but there seemed to be a hint of helplessness in her smile.

She said softly, "Sister Xue put in quite a bit of effort. Qianyao, you're in luck."

Ever since Bibi Dong tasted her fried egg and commented that it tasted good, Qian Renxue's enthusiasm for cooking seems to have increased even more these past two days.

"it is good."

Ling Qianyao suppressed his conflicting emotions and sat down with Qian Renxue. Under her expectant gaze, he tasted a bite of the omelet rice she had just made.

"Very good, Xue'er has made great progress."

"Is that so? Hmph." Qian Renxue raised her chin smugly. "I told you before, these things are nothing special. Accepting new things is the simplest thing for me, Qian Renxue."

She changed the subject, poked Ling Qianyao's cheek, and blinked, saying, "Why do I feel like this treatment took a lot of effort? Did you encounter some tricky problems in the final stages?"

Ling Qianyao was taken aback, then shook his head. "No, I was just a little surprised by the reason that caused the damage to her soul and the instability of her mental state."

Qian Renxue's expression turned serious, and worry appeared between her brows. "Have you discovered anything? Also, does she still need treatment?"

Treatment is probably unnecessary. Bibi Dong's mind is completely unaffected by the evil thoughts of the Rakshasa and has not been shaken or given rise to other psychological issues.

Given her current situation, Bibi Dong must feel incredibly good about herself. She's probably lying in bed right now, wriggling around with the pillow Ling Qianyao used to sleep on.
She twisted the blanket into a pretzel shape in her hands, her cheeks flushed, her eyes sparkling, and the corners of her mouth occasionally turned up as she immersed herself in her morbidly sweet fantasy.

Ling Qianyao put aside the strange thoughts in his mind and continued, "The treatment is over. In addition, when I was guiding the star power into her body to repair her, the star power resonated with her. There was a star that matched her, and I gave her the star map of that star."

Qian Renxue nodded. "That's good. Zhu Qing and I both know about the uniqueness of your martial soul. If it can help her, it would be a pleasant surprise. By the way, what's the reason?"

Ling Qianyao straightened his expression. "Do you know that there are gods in this world?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Qian Renxue was stunned, while Zhu Zhuqing silently put down her work and sat down next to Ling Qianyao, listening attentively.

Qian Renxue stroked her chin. "Of course I know about it. A hundred levels to become a god. My Qian family's ancestor was chosen by the Angel God to be the representative of the gods on earth, responsible for spreading faith and upholding divine authority."

According to my family's secret tradition, the Angel Goddess was a powerful being who cultivated to godhood in ancient times. She was inextricably linked to the Qian family. Legend has it that she, with a mortal body, wielded a sacred sword to cut off the evil and disease of the continent, bringing light to mankind, and thus ascended to heaven.

Inside the shrine, the enormous statue of an angel was sculpted based on the appearance of the angel god.

A look of reminiscence appeared in Qian Renxue's eyes. "From as far back as I can remember, I listened to my grandfather tell the legend of the Angel God in that shrine. The bloodline of the six-winged angels bears the mission of inheriting the glory of the Angel God and following in the footsteps of the God."

The Heavenly Dou Empire is corrupt and decadent, and the Star Luo Empire is also rife with undercurrents. Only through unification can the continent usher in a brighter and more stable future. Unification is an inevitable historical trend, which is one of the reasons why I chose to go to Heavenly Dou for this mission.

She looked at Ling Qianyao, "Qianyao, you mentioned deities, could it be..."

Ling Qianyao nodded. "The culprit that eroded the Pope's soul and caused his mental power to become disordered was the evil thought of the Rakshasa God."

"What?" Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes widened, her face full of astonishment, and she frowned. "Rakshasa? The name sounds evil. How could she be associated with such a god?"

"The Rakshasa god itself symbolizes evil and chaos, and the Rakshasa evil thoughts are a manifestation of its negative power."

"Perhaps she inadvertently violated some taboo, or perhaps she was manipulated by someone with ulterior motives, allowing this Rakshasa evil thought to take advantage of her vulnerability," Ling Qianyao said slowly.

Qian Renxue clenched her fist with one hand, her eyes filled with anger. "Rakshasa, is she strong? I will kill her one day. If my ancestor could become a god, so can I, Qian Renxue."

"She also revealed a term to me: Divine Examination," Ling Qianyao said slowly.

"Divine test?" Qian Renxue frowned, muttering to herself, her eyes revealing a hint of solemnity and contemplation.

(End of this chapter)