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

"..."

Within the eternally frozen abyss.

Snow Empress hovered in mid-air, her exquisite face covered in frost, but her icy blue eyes were filled with complex emotions—anger, astonishment, absurdity, and a deeply hidden panic.

He just... left like that?

The human pope, who had just boasted about wanting to become his partner, left behind such outrageous and absurd words, and yet he escaped unscathed.

The Snow Emperor slowly descended onto the intact Xuanbing Platform.

Her gaze involuntarily fell on the three objects at her feet.

A jade box exuding a deadly allure was her reliance in resisting the heavenly tribulation.

A magnificent clothing box, shimmering with dazzling light, still radiating stunning beauty even in the wind and snow.

Although Xue Di had always looked down on human clothing, that guy even had the core of the Douluo Star's companion Xuanbing Marrow, which made her take a second look.

Finally, there was the feather lying quietly on the box, as black as ink, radiating a pure and domineering dark energy.

"A holy angel in disguise... yet left behind this relic filled with corruption and dark power... Just what kind of freak is this Qian Xunji..."

Xue Di frowned slightly.

The arrogant words Qian Xunji uttered as he left unconsciously echoed in her mind: "I guarantee you will become a god."

For soul beasts, this is an irresistible and deadly temptation. In the past 700,000 years, she has witnessed too many powerful kin being wiped out by the heavenly tribulation. Soul beasts cannot become gods; this is a death curse hanging over the heads of all 100,000-year-old soul beasts.

Can that arrogant and unscrupulous human pope really do it?

"How arrogant..."

Xue Di snorted coldly, her icy tone lacking the previous chilling killing intent.

With a flick of her long sleeve, she gathered the jade box, the clothing box, and the jet-black feather, then vanished once more into the depths of the far north's snow and wind.

A little while later...

This dress... is so pretty...

.......

Sparks flew and lightning flashed as they flew until they were completely out of the endless snow and wind zone on the outskirts of the far north.

Qian Xunji suddenly slammed on the brakes on a secluded, desolate mountaintop, panting heavily.

He turned around, glanced at the white forbidden zone behind him that seemed to be completely frozen, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with lingering fear.

"Good heavens, the ruler of the far north for seven hundred thousand years is no joke when he gets angry."

Qian Xunji secretly calculated in his mind that in the previous exchange, although he had managed to outmaneuver Xue Di and gain a slight advantage by using the anti-armor mechanism of the [Crown of Thorns of Original Sin],

But if they really went to fight to the death, with his current soul power of level ninety-three, he would undoubtedly lose.

"If it weren't for the angelic decree the old man gave me, this matchmaking event would have turned into a murder-for-himself ceremony."

Qian Xunji stroked his chin, his previously inflated ego from fooling the three upper sects now calmed down.

The Douluo Continent is too complex. Although I have awakened the god-level twelve-winged Fallen Angel of Original Sin, my foundation is still lacking.

When faced with a super ferocious beast like the Snow Empress, which has lived for 700,000 years, the shortcomings in hard power were exposed.

"Strength... So what if you're reborn? Knowing the future but lacking power, aren't you still just like Bibi Dong, bought and sold by others?"

Let the bullets fly for a while.

The most urgent task now is to return to the Spirit Hall as soon as possible and convert those tens of thousands of Disruption Points into real combat power.

Having made up his mind, Qian Xunji didn't linger. His twelve wings of light suddenly trembled, transforming into a golden meteor that headed straight for Wuhun City.

……

A few days later, in the Hall of Elders, Wuhun City.

"Click—"

Grand Master Qian Daoliu was holding a pair of exquisite jade scissors, pruning a precious orchid that had just been transplanted from Sunset Forest, while humming an unknown tune.

He has now become a master gardener.

A gentle breeze swept by, and Qian Xunji's tall figure had silently appeared inside the main hall.

"Oh, Ji'er is back!"

Qian Daoliu put down the scissors, turned around,

The old man's face immediately fell: "Where is she? Where is my grown daughter-in-law? Didn't you go to fetch her with the ancestral deity's token? Why did you come back alone, shirtless?"

Seeing the old man's angry expression at not getting a grandson, Qian Xunji remained calm and composed, casually picking up the teacup on the table and taking a sip.

"Father, why are you in such a hurry? You can't rush things, especially when it's such a big iceberg."

Chihiro slowly and methodically began her deception:

"I've already met her. Not only that, I've also left behind the betrothal gifts I've carefully prepared. You have no idea how shocked that young lady was when she saw the strength of our Spirit Hall..."

"Then why didn't she come back with you?" Qian Daoliu asked, frowning.

"I'm shy," Qian Xunji slapped her thigh, speaking with great seriousness.

"That girl is pure and innocent, and has lived in seclusion for many years. Suddenly, someone as outstanding as me proposed to her in person. Her heart was pounding, and she was so shy that a blizzard broke out on the spot. Girls should have some reserve. I can't just kidnap her and bring her back, can I? That would be so unchivalrous."

Qian Xunji patted his chest and solemnly guaranteed:

"Don't worry, it's only a matter of time."

Qian Daoliu was stunned for a moment. Although he felt something was off, seeing his son's confident demeanor and blindly trusting his son's current abilities, the old man finally nodded with a smile.

"Alright, alright, as long as there's any hope, that's fine. Since the woman has accepted the gift, the matter is half settled. But Ji'er, even though you're level 93, you still need to work hard, after all, you have a divine destiny."

"Father's words are well-deserved," Qian Xunji chimed in immediately, seizing the opportunity.

"Therefore, I have decided that during this period of seclusion, I will leave the daily affairs of the Spirit Hall to my father and the other elder uncles."

"Go ahead, go ahead, cultivation is the most important thing. I'll take care of the Spirit Hall." Qian Daoliu waved his hand and readily let them go.

Having dealt with the old man, Qianxunji went straight into the secret chamber of the Papal Palace.

The heavy dragon-slaying stone crashed down, completely isolating the entire secret chamber from the outside world.

"System, open the store, I want to make a purchase."

[The system shop is now open. Host's current balance: 49000 Revolution Points.]

"Give me four [100,000-Year Soul Ring Upgrade Tickets]!" Qian Xunji shouted arrogantly, waving his hand.

He currently has a setup of two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red spirit ring. Although the red 100,000-year spirit ring is very impressive, the four yellow and purple spirit rings in front of him don't look very appealing.

[Host detected redeeming four 100,000-year soul ring upgrade vouchers]

[Current price: 8000 Disruption Points/ticket. Total: 32000 Disruption Points. Confirm redemption?]

"Confirm redemption!"

[Exchange successful, 32000 Disruption Points deducted. Host's current balance: 17000 Disruption Points. Four 100,000-year Soul Ring Upgrade Tickets have been issued.]

Four mysterious talismans, shimmering with a scarlet light, instantly appeared in front of Qian Xunji.

Without hesitation, he crushed it, turning it into four pure red energy torrents that poured directly into the first, second, third, and fourth black spirit rings beneath his feet.