Douluo Continent: From Internal Martial Arts to the Law of Heaven and Earth

As her chaotic mind regained a sliver of clarity, Qian Renxue looked around blankly, her delicate face still showing signs of shock and disorientation, as if she had not yet fully escaped the nightmare.

The scenes I had witnessed began to replay in my mind, and an indescribable sorrow slowly emerged in my hazy and confused eyes.

"So she was your target. From beginning to end, the confession had nothing to do with me." Her voice trembled with despair, and two lines of tears slid uncontrollably from her eyes. Her vision blurred, and before she knew it, a glaring crimson hue appeared in her tears.

Qian Renxue felt utterly ridiculous, having unknowingly pushed Tang Shan and Gu Yue's relationship deeper step by step. She thought she had everything under control and was in complete control, but in reality, she was nothing more than a comical clown.

The Martial Soul quietly possessed her, and the brilliant and holy angel wings slowly unfolded from her back. A holy aura overflowed as golden light flowed, but wisps of thick evil energy emanated from her body uncontrollably, swirling around the wings like black mist, gradually eroding and permeating the essence of the Martial Soul.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's thinking was indeed correct. Theoretically speaking, it is almost impossible for a six-winged angel martial soul to fall into corruption. However, he overlooked one point: what if there are other factors that affect it?

The awakening of a martial soul is related to the strength of one's parents' martial souls. Qian Renxue's martial soul is the Six-Winged Angel, but she also possesses Bibi Dong's bloodline. Given the strength of the Death Spider Queen and the Soul-Devouring Spider Queen, even if the Six-Winged Angel's bloodline is powerful, it's impossible to directly eliminate Bibi Dong's bloodline. The struggle between bloodlines ultimately occurs within an embryo, limiting the intensity of the battle. If the collision is even slightly violent, it could easily lead to the embryo's demise.

In conclusion, Qian Renxue also possesses the bloodline of an evil martial spirit, which forms the basis for her martial spirit's corruption.

Another point worth considering is when exactly the Rakshasa God set his sights on Bibi Dong. Given that the nature of its divine power is inherently evil and negative, it's possible that during the time Qian Xunji became the "Secret Chamber Douluo," Bibi Dong's despair had already attracted the Rakshasa God's attention. With two top-tier evil martial souls before her, coupled with despair and resentment, she was practically the perfect successor.

It's not impossible that Rakshasa God, seeing the Angel God's descendant's "potential," might have taken some drastic measures. After all, it has a history of such actions; it dared to touch the inheritance of a God-King, so what's a mere first-level God like an Angel God? Perhaps in its eyes, taking some tricks is no big deal.

As for obtaining the Rakshasa inheritance in the City of Slaughter, it was more like going from keeping an eye on things secretly to keeping them in the open. It was just a formality to officially grant Bibi Dong the qualification to inherit the Rakshasa inheritance, while devouring Qian Xunji was a prerequisite for unlocking the inheritance.

Getting back to the main point, Qian Renxue's fall was inevitable. Even without the influence of the Rakshasa God, the continuous blows she suffered, coupled with her own evil bloodline and the absorption of some of the evil energy originating from Zhu Zhuyun, all these factors combined made the corruption of her martial soul almost irreversible; it was only a matter of time.

The previous witnessing only accelerated the process, causing Qian Renxue to fall into the abyss even faster.

A dark gold flame burned silently in her palm, eerie and cold. Qian Renxue's pupils turned completely black and gold, half holy and half sinister, a stark contrast. She stepped off the bed barefoot, her slender figure moving slowly to the mirror in the room. Gazing at her familiar yet unfamiliar reflection, a bewitching smile slowly curved her lips.

"Degeneration, it seems, is indeed not bad. Tangshan, don't worry, you'll be mine sooner or later."

As her martial soul deteriorated, her soul power level rapidly increased, reaching level sixty in just a few breaths.

hum!

With a tremor, a jet-black spirit ring appeared beneath her feet. Qian Renxue had actually naturally generated a spirit ring.

The Soul Ring is pitch black and deep, like an abyss, capable of capturing a person's mind and everything else.

The information about the soul ring surfaced in her mind, and the effect of the soul skill was instantly known. A smile appeared on the girl's face, bright and moving: "Soul Skill: Fallen, the most vicious soul skill among the ten evil soul masters. Effect: Transforms an ordinary soul master into an evil soul master without any side effects. All the growth of the transformed evil soul master will be naturally fed back to the owner of the Fallen soul skill."

The black light gradually subsided, and sacred, dazzling wings unfurled behind her, their luster pure and flawless. Qian Renxue, standing before the mirror, had transformed once more into the inheritor of the divine spirit, yearning for light and purity. Her beauty was exquisite, and her demeanor elegant. No one could have imagined that the person before them already possessed the ability to become the world's strongest evil spirit master.

……

After Tang Shan returned to the Crown Prince's residence with Gu Yue, he didn't do much. After gently touching his lips and tasting the dragon's saliva, he returned to his cultivation.

This confession felt more like a supplement. Their relationship had already been established, but because neither of them had any experience, they missed the chance to confess. Now, having completed the process, they were even closer.

As for further development, Tang Shan was in no hurry. With his vast mind, he felt it was best to let things take their natural course. As for physical desires, Tang Shan, who had now reached the state of incorruptibility, could already control them perfectly.

Before starting his cultivation, Tang Shan once again sincerely thanked the angel lady in his heart. The plan she provided was thorough and perfect; the idea of ​​letting things take their natural course surpassed all conventional methods, proving truly reliable.

Qian Renxue? I said that because I wanted you to surprise me, not for you to use it on someone else, okay?

……

In the courtyard, Tang Shan, Gu Yue, Xue Qinghe, Zhu Zhuyun, and Zhu Zhuqing sat around a table with many tea snacks on it, but almost no one paid any attention to them.

The reason I say "basically" is because Gu Yue was still leisurely eating her snacks, glancing at the four of them with great interest, waiting for Tang Shan to speak.

Today, Xue Qinghe wore her unchanging plain white robe, with a gentle smile on her face, looking no different from before.

However, Tangshan felt that the other party seemed to have changed inexplicably today, but upon closer examination, he could not find anything different, which was really strange.

Chapter 387 Time Flies

"Tangshan, are you ready to set off?" Xue Qinghe asked with a gentle smile, sitting gracefully with a celadon teacup in her hand, her eyes slightly lowered, as she slowly sipped her tea.

Tang Shan nodded: "We've rested for a while now, it's time to embark on the journey again."

"So where is your target this time?" Xue Qinghe gently placed the teacup back on the table, the bottom of the cup touching the table silently. He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked curiously.

Tang Shan did not answer, but turned his gaze to Gu Yue beside him. As he had said before, the rest of the trip would be arranged by the other party, and he would naturally not overstep his bounds.

"I want to visit the various Soul Master academies. I wonder how they differ from the Heaven Dou Royal Academy?" Gu Yue blinked her clear and bright eyes, answering Xue Qinghe's question in a light tone. She deftly picked up a pastry with her slender fingers and popped it into her mouth. Her cheeks puffed out slightly, her eyebrows curved into crescent moons, and her face was full of satisfaction and contentment.

"Teacher, I won't be traveling with you this time, after all..." Zhu Zhuyun was interrupted by Tang Shan halfway through her sentence.

“I know it’s not really appropriate for you to cooperate with His Highness and pretend to be the Crown Princess, running around with me everywhere. However, you shouldn’t neglect your cultivation during your time at the Crown Prince’s residence.” Tang Shan’s expression was a little strange as he thought of Xue Qinghe’s plan to impersonate the Crown Princess. However, since Zhu Zhuyun had no objections, he wouldn’t say anything more.

"Zhuqing, would you like to come with us?" Tang Shan's gaze turned to Zhu Zhuqing, a disciple whose presence had always been somewhat low, wondering if she wanted to travel with them.

"No need, teacher, I'll stay at the Crown Prince's residence to keep my sister company." Although Zhu Zhuqing was replying to Tang Shan, her dark eyes never strayed from Zhu Zhuyun. She wanted to stay at the Crown Prince's residence to protect her sister and prevent Xue Qinghe from becoming too ruthless and taking advantage of her.

"Okay," Tang Shan replied. After finishing their breakfast, the group dispersed.

The next morning, Tang Shan and Gu Yue set off again, while Xue Qinghe, Zhu Zhuyun, and Zhu Zhuqing stood at the gate of the mansion, each with their own thoughts.

Tangshan, you will be mine sooner or later, and you will never escape my grasp. A dark light flickered in Xue Qinghe's eyes, but his expression remained gentle as he quietly watched the two figures disappear into the distance.

"Teacher, have a safe journey..." Zhu Zhuyun watched Tang Shan leave, her heart churning with emotions that eventually subsided. Tomorrow, she and Xue Qinghe would enter the palace to see Emperor Xue Ye. After all, she was the Crown Princess, and once she had chosen her target, she would have to meet with His Majesty for final confirmation.

After glancing at the departing carriage from Tangshan, Zhu Zhuqing shifted all her attention to Xue Qinghe, to prevent him from taking advantage of her sister: My sister can only be mine, and you, the Crown Prince of Tiandou, can forget about touching her.

……

Time slips away silently through the cracks of time, like sand through fingers. Day and night alternate, seasons turn, unnoticed by anyone, and never stopping for anyone.

Seven Treasures

A brown-haired girl looked around warily, and after confirming that no one was paying attention to her, she deftly opened the side door and walked along the path into the distance.

After walking for almost half an hour and confirming that no one was chasing her, Ning Rongrong finally breathed a sigh of relief. As if she remembered something that annoyed her, the girl's lips pouted slightly, clearly unhappy: "I just don't like cultivating, and you still scold me. I'm running away from home this time, let's see if you're worried. And Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Gu actually want me to cultivate, it's outrageous, I'm ignoring you all."

The more Ning Rongrong talked, the angrier she became. She let out a heavy snort and couldn't help but quicken her pace again.

Hundreds of meters in the air, three figures stood in mid-air, watching the girl walk along the road, their expressions somewhat complicated.

"Fengzhi, do you think we've been too strict? Look, Rongrong has run away from home." Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, was the most soft-hearted. Seeing Ning Rongrong, so small, struggling on the road, he said with some heartache.

“Uncle Gu, this is a last resort. We realized this in time a few years ago and started to seriously teach Rongrong, but this little girl is really naughty and just won’t listen to anything. She’s been causing trouble ever since. Now, if we want her to change, we have to be ruthless. Hopefully, this experience will help her grow.” Ning Fengzhi, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, said helplessly.

In reality, he was underestimating her. Over the years, Ning Rongrong had gone beyond being merely mischievous; she was downright unruly, arrogant, and domineering. She ran rampant in the sect, causing a great deal of trouble. Many people privately called her "Little Witch," which shows just how much trouble Ning Rongrong had caused and how unpopular she was.

It should be noted that Ning Rongrong is the youngest child of Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and is exceptionally talented. The fact that she still gave her daughter a nickname despite the possibility of displeasing Ning Fengzhi shows just how eccentric Ning Rongrong's behavior is.

“It’s definitely time for him to get some training. The situation on the mainland has been a bit off lately. The friction between the two great empires, Tian Dou and Xing Luo, has intensified, and the Spirit Hall is also eyeing us covetously. If things go wrong even slightly, the world could be turned upside down.” Sword Douluo Chen Xin rarely made up his mind and agreed with Ning Fengzhi’s opinion.

"The increased friction between Tian Dou and Xing Luo is entirely deserved. Feng Zhi, what was your student thinking, actually making the Xing Luo prince's consort the crown princess? What's the difference between that and trampling on the dignity of the Xing Luo royal family?" Bone Douluo Gu Rong couldn't help but complain.

“Qinghe had no other choice. Nobody expected that Prince Xuexing would suddenly die. After all, he controlled part of the border military power. At that time, the border was in turmoil, and Xingluo was invading. He could only resort to this tactic to boost morale.” Ning Fengzhi shook his head, not dwelling on the topic of the Crown Princess. He changed the subject and asked Sword Douluo Chenxin, “Uncle Sword, is there any news about Tangshan?”

Sword Douluo narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and then replied, "Tangshan hasn't made any major moves in recent years. He's mainly been hovering around various mid-to-high-level Soul Master academies, and there haven't been any major battles. His current strength is unknown."

Gu Rong chuckled: "Hey, you guys think Tang Shan is really something. Instead of cultivating properly, he wanders around the continent, completely wasting his talent. If I were his elder, I would definitely lock him in a secret room to cultivate. What's with all this wandering around?"

Ning Fengzhi did not echo Gu Rong's words, nor did he underestimate Tang Shan in the slightest. The opponent's past achievements were enough to prove everything. Even if he had been dormant, it was by no means that he had run out of talent, but rather that he had accumulated strength for a future breakthrough.

Perhaps, when he stands on the world stage again, he will completely shed the title of genius and become a powerful figure who will make the continent tremble. His name will be sung throughout the entire Douluo Continent, just like Haotian back then.

……

Kingdom of Barak, Soto City

A fit blond boy entered the Rose Hotel with two beautiful women on his arms, who looked exactly alike and were clearly twins.

"Someone come here! Get a room! Same old rules, put it on the tab..."

P.S.: The male costume is by Xue Qinghe, and the female costume is by Qian Renxue.

Chapter 388 Teacher-Student Conflict

The waiter handed the key to Dai Mubai, who then continued to walk upstairs with one arm around each of them.

after an hour

The woman on the bed fell into a deep sleep. Dai Mubai sat by the window, lost in thought, his eyes swirling with years of pent-up resentment. Recalling his years of wandering and constant constraints, a mocking smile involuntarily crept onto his lips: "Heh, how interesting. The Heavenly Battle for the Crown Princess, truly fascinating. I am indeed a good-for-nothing, but aren't you, brother, just as useless? You can't even protect your own woman; in the end, aren't you just as pathetic?"

……

"Spider Web Binding, indeed a good skill. Little San, your master's theory is never wrong. Look, the effect of this acquired soul skill is extraordinary, isn't it?"

Inside the dean's office at Notting College, the atmosphere was somewhat eerie. Yu Xiaogang, however, remained oblivious, immersed in his own world, eloquently recounting his theoretical experiences.

There were five people in the room at this time. In addition to Tang San, Yu Tianheng, and Yu Xiaogang, there was Su Yuan, the dean of Notting Academy, and a middle-aged man with a long face and a hooked nose.

Tang San clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white, and his emotions shifted rapidly in his eyes. After several turmoils, only silence remained: For the sake of the cultivation method of twin martial souls in the Pope's hands, I will endure!

Yu Tianheng's gaze as he secretly observed Yu Xiaogang was extremely complex—he never expected that his good uncle would not only return safely from the last soul-hunting operation, but also bring in a Soul Saint to assist Tang San in this soul-hunting operation, forcibly pressuring Tang San to embark on the wrong path of absorbing soul beast soul rings.

Su Yuan kept his eyes down, remaining silent. He didn't want to provoke Yu Xiaogang, that madman. His benefactor had arrived, and his responsibility had been fulfilled. He could easily find another job elsewhere and completely distance himself from Yu Xiaogang's influence.

As for saying he was reluctant to leave Notting Academy, that was utter nonsense. Su Yuan felt that he must have been out of his mind a few years ago, otherwise how could he have said such an outrageous thing? Staying at Notting Academy, he couldn't help but think of Yu Xiaogang, who had caused him so much trouble. Now that he had the opportunity to leave this nightmare place, he was overjoyed, how could he possibly be reluctant to leave?

“I’m of the same generation as your teacher, so I’ll call you Xiao San for now. Xiao San, your teacher’s theories are indeed worth trying. Look at the Pale Demon Spider’s soul skill, isn’t it quite effective? Spider Web Binding, what an excellent control skill.”

Flander patted Tang San's shoulder gently, his expression slightly stiff, and spoke earnestly. Although it was meant to comfort him, his expression was also somewhat complicated. He naturally knew the Grandmaster's theory, and he was quite clear about its advantages and disadvantages, but he had no choice but to let Tang San absorb the spirit ring of a 1,100-year-old spider-like spirit beast because of his good brother's request.

"I understand, Dean." Taking a deep breath to calm his turbulent emotions, Tang San's expression gradually returned to calm, though a trace of coldness still lingered deep in his eyes.

"Xiao Gang, see if there's anything else we need to pack. If not, let's set off early; it's still quite a distance to Shrek Academy." Flander turned to his good friend and asked softly.

"There's nothing to prepare, let's go now." Yu Xiaogang was excited and full of vigor, as if he could already see Tang San's future brilliance. He pushed open the door of the principal's office and walked out, with Tang San and Yu Tianheng following helplessly.

"Dean Su, thank you for your help over the years." Flander did not follow immediately, but looked at Su Yuan, who was standing aside and had little presence.

"It's nothing. You saved my life back then, so this is how I should repay you." Su Yuan smiled, his expression calm, not taking the matter to heart. Although he didn't have much affection for Yu Xiaogang, he was still very grateful to Flander; he would never forget the life-saving grace.

"It was just a coincidence. I feel really bad about keeping you tied to Notting City all these years." Flander's thick skin showed a rare hint of shame. It wasn't until he came to Notting Academy and witnessed his good brother's absurdity that he realized how excessive it had been for him to ask Su Yuan to take care of Yu Xiaogang at Notting Academy.

"I wonder what your plans are for the future. If you have nowhere to go, would you like to come to our Shrek Academy?" Flander invited Su Yuan.

"No need. I'll probably resign from my position as dean later and take a good rest." Su Yuan's lips twitched almost imperceptibly. He thought to himself, "Am I really going to go back to Shrek Academy and continue to suffer Yu Xiaogang's torment?"

"Alright then." Flander was a little disappointed, but he didn't insist. Everyone has their own ambitions, and since the other party was unwilling, he wouldn't force them.

"Xiao San, what did I say? These books are the results of my research. They must be handled with the utmost care and cannot be damaged in the slightest!" Yu Xiaogang's angry roar suddenly entered the principal's office. Flander's expression changed, and he knew something was wrong. He immediately prepared to leave.

"Tang San has great talent. If he continues to learn from Mr. Yu, he will only be buried. I hope you will think it over." Before Flander left, Su Yuan finally couldn't help but lower his voice and offer a word of advice.

Flander paused slightly at the door, his heart filled with mixed emotions. In the end, he simply turned the doorknob and hurriedly left, leaving behind four words: "I understand."

Walking briskly through Notting Academy, Flander sighed deeply, recalling Su Yuan's advice. He knew Tang San was exceptionally talented and that Yu Xiaogang was misleading him, but Tang San was his brother, and brotherly affection was paramount. He had no choice but to ask Tang San to make some sacrifices.

Flander truly lived up to his reputation as a ruthless man who could bring Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong together, embodying the true meaning of "brothers are like limbs, women are like clothes." What good was Tang San's talent if he couldn't even compare to clothes? For the sake of brotherhood, Flander had no choice but to sacrifice him.

Soon, Flander found Yu Xiaogang and the others. The ground was littered with piles of books. Yu Xiaogang, who had initially said there was nothing to tidy up, was now glaring angrily at Tang San, his face flushed red. Tang San's eyes were wide and sharp as he met his gaze without flinching. Beside Tang San, Xiao Wu stood with her hands on her hips, her eyebrows raised, glaring angrily at Yu Xiaogang.

"What's wrong?" Flander sighed wearily, feeling utterly overwhelmed. In the end, he took the initiative to step forward and mediate the conflict between Yu Xiaogang and Tang San.