Douluo Continent: I, the world's greatest immortal master, have taken Ning Rongrong as my disci

Chapter 205 I Don't Want Xue'er to Become a Test Subject

"teacher!"

"grandfather!"

Above the collapsed city, fallen angels staggered and fell, trying to find a familiar figure in the ruins.

The Lion Douluo, Thousand-Pound Douluo, and Light Feather Douluo were also affected by the terrifying counter-currents, and only now did they hover at the center of the explosion, looking down in horror at the shattered Spirit City.

The entire Spirit City was affected, leaving it in ruins with broken tiles and walls. Hundreds of powerful spirit masters crawled out, looking disheveled, many of them seriously injured, their eyes filled with terror.

The most severely damaged areas were the shattered center—the Papal Palace and the Elders' Palace—which were almost completely burned down.

Only the shrine, protected by angels, still stands there, but its outer walls are riddled with holes.

"Peach Blossom Academy, unparalleled teacher, Su Ran."

This name is destined to be engraved on the history stone of the Spirit Hall.

This is the most severe destruction the Spirit Hall has suffered in a century.

When all the ashes had dissipated, two figures were revealed in the ruins of the Elder Hall.

Qian Daoliu's offering robes were soaked with blood, his body was carved into a huge stone, and his long hair was disheveled.

Before them stood a young man in flowing red robes, whose fallen wings were gradually fading away, yet he held the Asura Demon Sword, pointing it at the servant of the gods.

"You win. For so many years, I always thought that only that old guy Tang Chen was my opponent on the mainland. I never thought that I would die at the hands of a young man in the end."

"You...do it."

Qian Daoliu gave a bitter laugh, waiting for the demonic sword in front of him to pierce his head.

But to his surprise, Su Ran casually swung the Asura Demon Sword towards the City of Slaughter, causing the sword to tremble.

No? What a jerk! He uses me and then throws me away? This is so hurtful to Kenshin, waaaaah~
The soul core within Su Ran's body was rapidly circulating, replenishing his soul power. He said calmly:

"You are Xue'er's grandfather, I won't kill you."

"But I hope this is the last time."

Qian Daoliu was taken aback for a moment, "Then, the Papal Palace is yours."

"The Papal Palace is originally the territory of your Spirit Hall, and we don't want it. It's just that it's the territory that Teacher Dong built herself, and the people she trained who are willing to follow her belong to her."

Su Ran was not a rogue, nor did he like to steal. In fact, even if the entire Spirit Hall were given to him, he wouldn't want it; it was just an external possession. He simply wanted to avenge Bibi Dong.

Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu's expression changed:

"You really are a special person."

If it were anyone else, they could have beaten him so badly that he would have been etched into stone, and the entire Spirit Hall would probably be finished. But this young man didn't want anything at all.

At this moment, the enshrined members of the Spirit Hall landed one after another and came to Qian Daoliu's side to check on his condition. They turned to look at Su Ran, their eyes filled with shock.

Bibi Dong, along with Yue Guan and Gui Mei, arrived at the ruins of Wuhun City and were shocked by the scene before them.

Upon seeing Bibi Dong return, Su Ran frowned and said:
"Why are you back again?"

"I'm worried about you." Su Ran stood at the very back, which surprised Bibi Dong.

After all, even at her peak, she had to avoid the sharp edge of that old scoundrel, Qian Daoliu.

"You always act so recklessly, how can I ever feel at ease with you in the future?"

Su Ran looked at Bibi Dong with concern, but Bibi Dong, like a woman in love, said weakly:
"Isn't it because Teacher Su is keeping me in check? As long as Teacher Su is around, I'll obey." Qian Renxue's figure landed at this moment, and seeing Bibi Dong still flirting with the teacher, she felt complicated.

She immediately took a deep breath and rushed to Qian Daoliu's side. Seeing that her grandfather was seriously injured, Qian Renxue felt a pang of pity. She turned around and knelt before her teacher, addressing everyone:
"Stop fighting."

"Teacher, it's all my fault. I knew a long time ago that Teacher Dong was pregnant, but I was jealous and didn't tell you. If I had told you sooner, maybe she would have stayed at the academy and this situation wouldn't have happened."

"Teacher, please punish me. Please forgive Grandpa. Everything Grandpa did was for me."

"Girl, get up. If they wanted to kill me, your teacher has already done it."

Qian Daoliu coughed weakly, letting out a sigh of relief; he had completely lost face this time.
"Cough cough, Xue'er, come and pull Grandpa out."

Seeing the teacher nod slightly, Qian Renxue stood up with relief. Her gaze fell on the several holes that had been stabbed into her grandfather's right arm. She then pulled on his left arm and found that his left hand was also dislocated. He could only hold Qian Daoliu's legs.

With a 'bang,' it landed on the boulder, leaving only a twisted, human-shaped crater.

Qian Renxue felt a pang of heartache and a hint of reproach: "If you had listened to me from the beginning and hadn't hurt this woman, why would you have suffered like this? It wasn't even a heinous crime to begin with. You're already old and have a lot of ailments, and now you've ended up with such serious injuries. Are you satisfied now?"

"He wasn't fighting so hard to get rid of Teacher Dong, but for you."

Su Ran spoke up.

Although the Twelve-Winged Fallen Sinful Slash was incredibly powerful, Su Ran's soul power was ultimately several levels lower than Qian Daoliu's. If Qian Daoliu had wanted to dodge, he wouldn't be in such a serious injury now—not only is his internal injury severe, but his right arm is almost useless.

He wanted to use the power of the holy angels to prove to Qian Renxue that the power of the angel gods was incomparably strong and would not lose to any dark forces, and that there was a predetermined divine path laid out before her for her to walk.

Why go far away when you can't find something near?

"That's right. Bibi Dong is at most seeking the authority of the Papal Palace. Although it has caused some damage to the Spirit Hall, it is far from being a matter of life and death."

But Xue'er's attitude and cultivation are the very foundation and meaning of my temple's existence, and also what angers me most.

Qian Daoliu gave Su Ran a deep look and couldn't help but ask:
"What exactly was the power behind your sword strike? Why did it sprout wings of a dark angel? Its power surpasses that of a holy angel; is it... also the power of a god?"

"It is not the power of God. Its upper limit is created by man. Cultivating both light and depravity, and becoming stronger by turning to darkness, is the truth. When light and darkness intertwine, an even more extreme power can be born," Su Ran said calmly.

"In other words, no one knows exactly how strong it is, nor does anyone know what level it can reach. It could be level 95, or it could be level 99. Everything is still unknown, right?"

Qian Daoliu took a couple of breaths and, with the help of several powerful elders, stabilized his injuries while saying:
"The power of corruption is indeed formidable, and I apologize for my previous ignorance."

"As a teacher, you have discovered the unparalleled technique of cultivating opposing attributes, enabling the six-winged angel to evolve. This is rare and remarkable. At least I cannot do it."

“But we, the thousand families, are blessed by the angels and have a predetermined path to follow. Xue’er is destined to reach the summit on this path and have a bright future. I do not want her to become your experiment.”

"Dean Su, do you understand my good intentions?"

Strength brings a voice and dignity. At this moment, even Qian Daoliu spoke to Su Ran with great politeness.

"Are you worried that this will affect her path to godhood, or that she won't be able to reach a level stronger than the angel gods?"

"Yes."

Qian Daoliu sighed and looked up at the sky: "How difficult is the path to godhood! I once knew a genius who, with his talent and opportunities, reached the limit, but could never break through the final shackles. He spent his whole life searching for the path to godhood."

Abandoning the established path to pursue the unknown is simply too costly.

"Xue'er, what do you think?"

Su Ran glanced at Qian Renxue calmly; he had always respected human rights.
"You have been cultivating the power of depravity for less than a year. Although you have already achieved some success and consumed the Divine Demon of One Thought, it is not completely impossible to remove. It just requires more time and more flowers and herbs to nourish it."

I am now giving you this choice. If you are willing to follow your grandfather's will, I will respect your choice and restore you to your original pure, holy angelic body within three years.

(End of this chapter)