Douluo Continent: Transmigrating into Qian Xunji, Tang San is Tang San's Daughter

Inside the Elder Hall, the dome soared high.

A colossal six-winged angel statue stands in the center, radiating a soft, holy light.

Below the statue, an elderly man in a gray robe with a simple and ancient face is praying with his eyes closed.

There was not a trace of soul power fluctuation around him, yet he seemed to be integrated with the entire hall, giving people a sense of awe and reverence.

He is one of the three peerless Douluo of level ninety-nine in the current Douluo Continent.

"Invincible in the Sky" — Sendou Ryu.

"Father."

Qian Xunji stopped and bowed slightly.

Although the core has been changed, the appearances still need to be maintained, after all, the person in front of you is a formidable character at level ninety-nine.

Moreover, as he absorbed the memories, he increasingly felt the care and dedication he had shown to the original owner of the body.

Qian Daoliu devoted his entire life to serving the Divine Ancestor.

Upon hearing the sound, Qian Daoliu slowly opened his eyes and turned around.

However, when he saw Qian Xunji's appearance clearly, this peerless Douluo, who remained unmoved even if Mount Tai collapsed before him, was suddenly shaken.

"Ji'er?! What... what happened to your hair?"

Qian Daoliu took a step forward and appeared in front of Qian Xunji.

"And your aura... Where has the glory of the angels gone? What is that power within you?"

Qian Daoliu was truly panicked.

As the high priest of the angel god, he was most acutely aware of divine aura.

The son standing before him now bore no resemblance whatsoever to the angels.

That hidden aura even caused a slight sense of suppression within his six-winged angel martial soul.

Seeing the old man's tense expression, Qian Xunji felt secretly pleased, but on the surface he pretended to be inscrutable and calm.

"Father, do not be alarmed. I have come today to show you my transformation."

Qian Xunji took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly sharpening.

"Martial Soul, Possession."

boom--

Without any fancy movements, an aura completely opposite to that of the six-winged angel suddenly erupted from Qian Xunji's body.

The moment this power appeared, the sacred golden light throughout the Elder Hall seemed to come alive, actively resisting it.

"This...this is impossible!" Qian Daoliu exclaimed in surprise.

Under Qian Daoliu's bewildered gaze, the aura of a fallen angel fully erupted behind Qian Xunji.

Twelve enormous dark golden wings unfurled with a roar, and the ultimate power of darkness, devouring, and judgment transformed into a tangible black source that spread throughout the Elder Hall.

Two yellow, two purple, and four black spirit rings—eight in total—floated slowly beneath Qian Xunji's feet.

"Twelve wings... What kind of martial soul is that?! Could it be...?"

Qian Daoliu's eyes widened, and his voice trembled.

In all his years, he had never seen a martial spirit of such a rank.

Even a six-winged angel would have to bow down before this power.

Knowing when to stop, Qian Xunji retracted his twelve wings in an instant, and the hall returned to normal.

He looked at Qian Daoliu, who was still questioning the meaning of life, a mysterious smile playing on his lips. Lowering his voice, he spoke in a tone reminiscent of a charlatan:

"Father, the angel god, may not be the only supreme being in this world."

Qian Daoliu suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing intensely:

"Seeking the disease, the Divine Ancestor is of course..."

What do you mean by that? Could it be that you...?

Qian Daoliu was about to instinctively retort, but he realized that he actually knew very little about the divine realm.

Last night, while I was meditating, my consciousness was pulled into an endless abyss of void.

Qian Xunji then began his smooth-talking, effortless deception.

"There, I met a being far older and greater than the God Ancestor."

He holds sway over sin and punishment in the world; He is the dark side of the universe at its beginning.

"That being told me that light and darkness are of the same origin, one yin and one yang."

Angels are not only holy.

He bestowed this fortune upon me, transforming my six-winged angel into the twelve-winged fallen angel of original sin I am today.

Qian Xunji looked directly into Qian Daoliu's eyes, his tone firm:

"Father, this is the will of another supreme god! He has chosen me. The future of the Spirit Hall and the glory of the God Ancestor should not be limited to this continent."

Silence, deathly silence.

Qian Daoliu stared at his son.

If anyone else had dared to utter such blasphemous words in the Elders' Hall, he would have slapped them to death long ago.

But that martial spirit aura that surpassed even that of angels just now couldn't be faked.

A miracle! This is a true miracle!

"Good...good! Great!" Qian Daoliu suddenly burst into laughter, his eyes reddening with excitement.

He had a son late in life and doted on him, but unfortunately, the son's talents were limited.

Even the divine test couldn't be activated.

Now that his son has such good fortune, whether as a father or as the leader of the Spirit Hall,

He was genuinely gratified.

"Whether it's light or darkness, as long as it ensures the eternal prosperity of my Spirit Hall, and as long as it allows you to reach the pinnacle, that is the blessing of my Qian family!"

Seeing that the old man had been successfully fooled and was now crippled, Qian Xunji secretly breathed a sigh of relief and pressed his advantage, saying:

"Father, that deity also gave me a divine guidance. I need to go to Sunset Forest immediately to retrieve a treasure that is crucial to the future of my Spirit Hall for the next hundred years."

"Go, take whatever you want." Qian Daoliu now found his son pleasing to the eye no matter what.

"Since this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity guided by the gods, we absolutely cannot afford to make the slightest mistake."

"Come, I'll accompany you on this journey, on behalf of your father."

Qian Xunji was stunned for a moment. The old man was going to personally act as a bodyguard?

Alright, now we have a level 99 super fighter following us.

This trip to the Sunset Forest was as smooth as a rock.

However, Qian Xunji suddenly remembered a detail.

The immortal herbs in the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire were indeed extraordinary, but when he read novels in his previous life...

I only vaguely remembered a few phrases: "octagonal white grass" and "bright red delicate flowers".

When I arrived at the site, dozens of glowing plants were placed in front of me.

Being able to distinguish them is one thing, but picking and consuming them correctly is another.

If you pull the wrong one or take it incorrectly, you'll lose a lot of money.

We're missing a skilled assistant...

"Father, with you personally taking charge, there's naturally no chance of success. However..."

Qian Xunji stroked his chin, pausing tactically for a moment, "

The divine decree mentioned that those treasures were called "immortal herbs," and the method of harvesting them was extremely demanding.

My son and I are probably not very knowledgeable about the intricacies of flowers and plants...

Qian Daoliu paused in stroking his beard, a hint of embarrassment flashing across his old face.

He's spent his whole life practicing swordsmanship and praying. He's good at killing people, but asking him to be an old farmer and identify flowers and plants? That's truly blind.

"Ahem, that makes sense." Qian Daoliu coughed lightly. "So, what are your plans?"

"I remember there was a cardinal in the hall named Yue Guan. His martial spirit was the Qirong Tongtian Chrysanthemum, and he had extensive knowledge of rare and exotic flowers and herbs. We must bring him along on this trip."