Douluo Continent: Qian Renxue's Simulated Life After Becoming a Demigod

In Tiandou City, the night was as dark as ink, dotted with countless stars.

Deep within the Crown Prince's residence, candlelight flickered, casting long shadows of the interior furnishings.

This is one of the power centers of the entire empire, heavily guarded, so that not even a fly could get in.

Behind that large desk, the refined young man who had been sitting upright slowly stood up, his slender fingers resting on the edge of his neck, and gently lifted it.

The gentle mask that belonged to "Xue Qinghe" was casually tossed aside, and in its place was a stunningly beautiful face that could topple kingdoms.

Her long, golden hair cascaded down like a waterfall, falling over her shoulders.

Qian Renxue took off her bulky crown prince's python robe and put on a light and comfortable gold-threaded long dress.

The dim light shone on her, highlighting her snow-white skin. Her long, straight legs were faintly visible through the hem of her skirt, revealing her graceful figure and exquisite curves.

She was no longer the scheming crown prince of the empire, but a peerless beauty who had just been relieved of her heavy burden.

Qian Renxue walked to the window, pushed it open, and let the night wind caress her cheeks, her eyes revealing an innate nobility.

"The Continental Elite Tournament of Advanced Soul Master Academies is about to begin."

She gazed at the brightly lit streets of Tiandou City in the distance, her fingers lightly tapping on the windowsill as she pondered her next plan.

"This competition has brought together young geniuses from across the continent. If we can take this opportunity to recruit some of these talents for our own use, it will be of great benefit to our future control of the Heavenly Battle and even to overturn the entire continent's格局 (geju, a term referring to the overall situation or structure of the continent)."

Just as Qian Renxue was pondering, a strange wave suddenly rippled out in front of her.

Without any warning or fluctuation of soul power, a transparent light screen appeared out of thin air in front of her, hovering in mid-air and emitting a faint glow.

You've acquired a life simulator!

Qian Renxue's beautiful golden eyes narrowed slightly, her body tensed instinctively, and her soul power surged instantly, ready to strike at any moment.

"What is this?"

She cautiously surveyed her surroundings, her mental energy covering the entire room, but she detected no trace of an intruder.

The light screen seemed to be directly printed on her retina, always remaining in the center of her field of vision no matter how she turned her head.

[It can simulate your future life!]

The handwriting clearly emerged, followed by a line of smaller text explaining it.

A storm raged in Qian Renxue's heart, and the wariness in her eyes gradually turned into shock.

"What kind of treasure is this? It claims to be able to simulate my future?"

As the young master of the Spirit Hall, she was well-informed and had heard of everything from spirit bones and immortal herbs to legendary artifacts.

But this so-called "life simulator" was completely beyond her comprehension.

If someone is faking it, then this method is far too clever.

Qian Renxue took a deep breath to calm her inner turmoil. She was proud and arrogant, with the blood of the angels flowing in her veins. While wary of the unknown, she was also filled with curiosity and a desire for control.

"future?"

Qian Renxue parted her red lips slightly, letting out a soft laugh, a hint of confidence flashing in her eyes.

"I don't know what my future holds, but with my talent, possessing a six-winged angel martial soul and innate full soul power level 20, I will surely be able to inherit the position of the Angel God."

She turned around and paced in the empty room, her golden skirt swaying with each step.

"Once I become a god, I will be the most powerful person on this continent. At that time, even that woman... will have to look up to me, and everyone will prostrate themselves under the glory of the angels."

With this strong confidence and a hint of curiosity about the unknown, Qian Renxue stretched out her slender finger and gently tapped the "Start Simulation" button on the screen.

Now that this thing has appeared, let's see what it can figure out.

The light screen flickered slightly, and lines of text began to scroll rapidly.

[Simulation begins.]

You were born into the Spirit Hall, a family of noble birth, but your mother, Bibi Dong, did not love you. When you were first born, she even considered strangling you with her own hands, but ultimately couldn't bring herself to do it!

Upon seeing the first line of text, Qian Renxue's smiling face instantly froze.

That shadow, buried deep in her memory, was brutally torn open by these cold words. She pursed her lips tightly, her nails digging deep into her palms.

The text on the light screen continued.

[During your childhood, when you were nine years old, your loving father, Qian Xunji, died tragically!]

Bibi Dong treated you extremely badly; it was the most unfortunate childhood of your life. You had no friends, no family; in that cold papal palace, you felt only endless loneliness. But in this loneliness, you learned to be strong, and you learned to pretend!

Qian Renxue's eyes reddened slightly as she looked at these lines of text.

That was her eternal pain.

She still remembers when she was a child, she would happily take the handicrafts she had made to please her mother, but what she got in return was Bibi Dong's extremely disgusted look, and she was even violently pushed to the ground.

"Get out of my sight! Don't let me see you!"

That sentence haunted her like a nightmare for over a decade.

Qian Renxue closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and forced back the stinging in her eyes. When she opened them again, only a cold indifference remained in her golden eyes.

"I have no mother."

Her voice was a little hoarse, but it sounded especially clear in the quiet of the night.

"Bibi Dong, you don't deserve to be my mother!"

She didn't need that woman's pity, and since she didn't need it, she would completely sever that thought. She, Qian Renxue, could stand at the pinnacle of the continent on her own.

After calming herself down, Qian Renxue continued to look at the light screen. She wanted to see what else this simulator could write.

To prove yourself, and to escape that suffocating place, you choose to accept the plan to steal the country.

You disguised yourself as Xue Qinghe and arrived in the Heavenly Dou Empire, beginning a more than ten-year-long undercover mission!

Qian Renxue nodded slightly; this was indeed her current situation.

For this plan, she sacrificed the best years of her youth, living behind a mask every day. Only she knows the hardships she endured.

The Continental Elite Tournament of Advanced Soul Master Academies begins, stirring up a storm of competition.

This competition saw the emergence of two exceptionally bright dark horse teams: Jixia Academy and Shrek Academy.

[Especially the Jixia Academy, which emerged out of nowhere, swept away all its opponents with overwhelming force, ultimately winning the championship, unmatched by anyone!]

[As Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, you attempted to win him over, but he vanished without a trace after the competition!]

Bibi Dong was extremely dissatisfied with this and sent out several Title Douluos to search for it, but to no avail!

[You believe that while Jixia Academy is impressive, even if they win the championship, they are merely the best of the younger generation, with a maximum potential of becoming Title Douluo. They are insignificant compared to the vast resources of the Spirit Hall, so you disregard them!]