Douluo: Marry Shui Binger, reward Puni Martial Soul

Chapter 142: Qian Renxue Emerges from Seclusion, My Empress
"Xue...Xue Lingxiao..."

Tang San struggled to lift his head; his once handsome face was now covered in blood and despair.

He looked at the man on the chariot who was as high and mighty as a god, his eyes filled with deep-seated hatred, and... a trace of humble pleading that even he himself was unwilling to admit.

"Let...let me go..."

His voice was hoarse and weak, filled with humiliation, "I...I was wrong...I'm willing...willing to serve you...I...I still have something to use...my hidden weapons...my Tang Clan's ultimate techniques..."

He tried to demonstrate his last bit of value, like a drowning person desperately grasping at the last straw.

He doesn't want to die.

He still has a great grudge to avenge, and he still needs to go and save Xiao Wu!
As long as he can survive, he'd be willing to do anything, even kneel down and lick Xue Lingxiao's boots, let alone beg for mercy!
However, Xue Lingxiao listened quietly, his handsome face showing no emotion, as if he were listening to a story that had nothing to do with him.

Only when Tang San's voice grew weaker and weaker until it was almost gone did Xue Lingxiao slowly utter two words.

"Noisy."

He raised his hand and flicked his index finger lightly.

A golden energy blast, almost invisible to the naked eye, shot out like lightning!

"what--!"

A bloodcurdling scream, so shrill it was inhuman, suddenly burst from Tang San's mouth!

The golden energy pierced his right shoulder with perfect precision, and the terrifying force instantly exploded, tearing his entire right arm off from the shoulder!

Blood gushed out, and shattered bones scattered everywhere!
Severe pain!

The excruciating pain instantly overwhelmed every nerve in Tang San's body!
Before he could even lament the loss of his arm, the second, third, and fourth golden energies arrived in quick succession!

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Left arm! Right leg! Left leg!

In the blink of an eye, Tang San's limbs were severed at the root by Xue Lingxiao in the most cruel and domineering way!
He turned into a bloody, mangled mess, consisting of only a torso and a head... a human stump!
"Ho...ho..."

Tang San lay in a pool of blood, convulsing violently, uttering incomprehensible hoarse sounds, his eyes wide open, filled with extreme fear and disbelief!
He couldn't understand why Xue Lingxiao would treat him like this!
Even killing him would be a thousand times better than this inhuman torture!
Xue Lingxiao slowly stepped off the chariot. Her dragon boots slammed onto the stone slab stained with Tang San's blood, producing a crisp echo.

He walked up to Tang San, squatted down, and gently pinched Tang San's chin with his long, slender fingers, forcing him to look into his eyes.

"Tang San, do you know what I hate most?"

Xue Lingxiao's voice was soft and gentle, yet it was like a cold wind blowing from the depths of hell, making Tang San's soul tremble.

Tang San couldn't answer, and could only stare at him with his bloodshot and fearful eyes.

"What I hate most is the ants'... ignorance of their own mortality."

"You have challenged my bottom line time and time again."

Do you really think I wouldn't dare kill you?

A cruel smile curled at the corners of Xue Lingxiao's lips.

"No, killing you would be too easy on you."

"I will let you live, so that you can see with your own eyes how everything you care about will be crushed bit by bit in my hands."

"I will make you wish you were dead."

"I will make you spend the rest of your life in endless pain and despair, and make you pay the most terrible price for your ridiculous stupidity and arrogance!"

He released his grip, stood up, and calmly instructed Harosa beside him, "Find a jar and put him in it."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Harosa bowed in response, and then, seemingly out of nowhere, produced a black earthenware jar that was half a person's height.

Under Tang San's horrified gaze, Harosa expressionlessly stuffed his mangled torso into the jar, leaving only his head sticking out.

The size of the jar's opening was just right to block his neck, rendering him unable to move.

From then on, this black pottery jar became his only resting place.

He will live on in this extremely humiliating way.

No, it will continue to exist.

A human pig, without limbs, only able to watch the world with its eyes open, yet unable to do anything...

The epic battle between the Spirit Hall and the Holy Spirit Empire ended in a way that was both spectacular and abrupt, yet deeply moving. This news spread like wildfire throughout the entire Douluo Continent.

Everyone was stunned by Xue Lingxiao's ruthless methods and the Spirit Hall's decisive submission.

At the heart of this storm, within the Spirit Hall, an unprecedented purge is taking place.

With lightning speed, Qian Daoliu completely sidelined Pope Bibi Dong and regained control of the government.

All forces loyal to Bibi Dong were ruthlessly suppressed and purged.

The entire Spirit Hall was in a state of panic and turmoil.

At that very moment, Qian Renxue, who was undergoing the Angel God Trial in the land of the Angel God's inheritance, also received this news that terrified her.

The Spirit Hall almost perished!

Grandpa actually bowed down to Xue Lingxiao!
An unprecedented sense of crisis and urgency enveloped her heart.

She can't wait any longer!

She must complete the divine test as soon as possible and inherit the position of the angel. Only in this way can she save the Spirit Hall from collapse and have the right to have an equal dialogue with that man!
Supported by her strong belief, Qian Renxue unleashed unprecedented potential.

Surrounded by countless golden feathers, he successfully passed the angel's sixth test!

Without pausing or even having time to consolidate her newly broken through realm, she rushed back to Martial Soul City at top speed.

Holy Spirit Palace, Imperial Study.

Xue Lingxiao was reviewing memorials and handling a series of post-war matters.

Suddenly he paused, slowly raised his head and looked towards the corner of the study.

The space there distorted, and a beautiful figure dressed in a magnificent golden palace gown, with an exquisite face and a sacred and noble aura, slowly emerged from it.

It was a thousand-foot snow.

At this moment, her aura was stronger and more restrained than ever before. In her beautiful golden eyes, there was less girlish naivety and more divine majesty and complexity.

"You've come." Xue Lingxiao's voice was calm, as if he had already expected her arrival.

"I'm here." Qian Renxue's voice was cold, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

There was resentment and hatred, but more than anything, there was a kind of palpitation that she couldn't quite explain.

The two remained silent, and the atmosphere became somewhat tense for a moment.

In the end, it was Qian Renxue who broke the silence first.

"The Spirit Hall is willing to submit to you."

Her first words were a groundbreaking decision.

Xue Lingxiao raised an eyebrow, signaling her to continue.

"The Spirit Hall has a history spanning ten thousand years, and its foundation and power are far beyond what you imagine. We can become the sharpest sword in your hand, helping you to sweep away all dissenting voices on the continent and assisting you in achieving true hegemony."

"But I have one condition."

"explain."

"I want to be your empress." Qian Renxue looked directly into Xue Lingxiao's eyes and said, word by word, "Your only empress."

This was the last and greatest bargaining chip she had secured for the Spirit Hall and for herself.

She intends to use her identity to completely bind the Spirit Hall and Xue Lingxiao's Holy Spirit Empire together.

When one prospers, all prosper; when one suffers, all suffer.

Xue Lingxiao looked at the ambitious and decisive woman in front of him and suddenly smiled.

He slowly stood up and walked to Qian Renxue, reaching out to gently stroke her soft, long golden hair.

"Okay, I promise you."

He lowered his head and gently kissed her smooth forehead.

"My Queen".

(End of this chapter)