Douluo Continent: Reversing Yin and Yang, the Haotian Palace and the Angel Sect

Qian Xunji looked at the four young people in front of him and nodded in satisfaction: "Very good, you are all very good."

Then, Qian Xunji's expression turned serious, and his tone became somber: "Since you've chosen to join, what I'm about to say must be kept to yourself. Absolutely no one else can hear it. Anyone who dares to utter a single word will, I guarantee, face certain death. Understand?"

The palpable killing intent sent chills down the spines of the group, and they immediately abandoned their nonchalant attitude, nodding repeatedly.

Qian Xunji then withdrew his murderous aura and began to tell them about the [Outer World].

He explained the existence of another world and the correspondence between that world and this world to everyone in a simple and clear way.

Then, Qian Xunji revealed the true purpose of this training: "What we're going to next is that world. Once there, you won't just be doing ordinary battles and training. You'll have to work even harder, do your best to showcase your talents, and attract the arrival of the gods of that world."

"A divine position?"

Upon hearing this word, everyone was completely stunned. Not only Dai Zhuqing and the others, but even Qian San was stunned. Because during their private conversation that morning, their father hadn't mentioned anything about God.

Seeing their surprised expressions, Qian Xunji continued to explain, "When a Soul Master cultivates to level one hundred, they can become a god. This is a secret that's not exactly a secret on the continent; that world has its own divine lineage. If you can gain the recognition of that world's gods, that's the first step to becoming a god at level one hundred."

Looking at this group of exceptionally talented young people, he made a grand promise: "Most importantly, the two worlds are interdependent. Even if you only obtain the inheritance of a second-level god in that world, there will definitely be a corresponding god in this world."

"At that time, if you are exceptional enough and fortunate enough to gain the favor of the same god in this world, you will have the opportunity to merge the divine positions of the two worlds. With two divine powers bestowed upon one person, your strength will far surpass your original level."

Everyone fell silent.

A few minutes ago, their goal was simply to catch up with Qian San's pace, but now that they know this ultimate goal, everyone's hearts are churning violently, and their blood is surging uncontrollably.

On the one hand, it is because of the strong yearning for this legendary power.

Becoming a god—a path they had never heard of before. And now, a path to godhood, or even greater power, lay before them.

On the other hand, they were filled with curiosity about that world. Since there was a society there that was exactly the same as, yet the opposite of, this world, was there another version of themselves in that world? And what kind of life were they living in that world?

Seeing their excited expressions, Qian Xunji tapped the table, pulling them back to reality.

"Alright, you two keep this to yourselves. Don't bring it up in public again," Qian Xunji warned again.

"Whoever dares to leak this information, I absolutely stand by what I just said."

The group immediately stood up straight and repeatedly assured each other that they would keep the secret.

Finally, Qian Xunji specifically instructed: "Remember, never tell Zhu Muhei about our departure or these secrets."

The group exchanged glances and nodded to each other.

No one had any objections to this decision.

In this small group, Dai Zhuqing was the first to arrive at the academy. She was strong and reliable, and although she didn't talk much, Niu Lanjun and Aoshun usually called her "Big Sister" with respect.

As for Zhu Muhei, he was just a new student who had only recently joined the school, and he immediately started clinging to Dai Zhuqing. His behavior wasn't exactly likable either. Since everyone was unfamiliar with him, they naturally wouldn't tell him something so important.

Osson asked hesitantly, "So, I'm selling sausages over there too?"

The others were also very curious, but they didn't dare to ask.

Qian Xunji glanced at him: "That's right, you'll see it then."

Osson scratched his head: "Then I'll have to go take a look."

Dai Zhuqing's voice was somewhat cold: "Your Majesty, then... to whom did the throne of the Xingluo Dai family over there pass to?"

It is passed down only to sons, not daughters.

Dai Zhuqing didn't say anything more; her fingers clenched the hem of her clothes.

Niu Lanjun put his hands together and chanted "Amitabha."

"In that case, are you and this humble monk two sides of the same coin, or two different leaves? Amitabha, when we get there, this humble monk wishes to see him."

"There's a chance." Qian Xunji glanced at Xiao Qing. Xiao Qing hadn't said a word from the beginning, just stood quietly next to Qian San. When she heard the words "parallel world," her eyebrows twitched, but she didn't ask anything.

Qian Xunji knew what she was thinking—there was also a Azure Bull Python in that world, and he had already killed it and fed its corpse to her.

"Father," Qian San looked up, "when do we set off?"

Qian Xunji looked into his son's eyes and understood what was going on.

"We'll tentatively schedule it for three days later. In these three days, you guys need to finish up what you're doing."

"Understood," the five replied in unison.

"Alright, everyone get out. The mistress stays."

Xiaoqing glanced at Qian San, then left the room with the others.

The door closed.

Qian Xunji casually set up a barrier.

"sit."

Qian San sat down on the edge of the bed. Qian Xunji sat down in the chair opposite him and took something out of his storage ring.

That was a piece of externally attached soul bone.

Completely black, emitting a faint purple glow, it is none other than the rare and precious Eight Spider Lances.

"This is... an external soul bone?"

"Yes." Qian Xunji handed the Eight Spider Spears to Qian San.

"The Eight Spider Spears were taken from a human-faced demon spider that was over two thousand years old."

Qian San took the Eight Spider Spears and examined them carefully.

He had seen external soul bones in books; they were the rarest type of soul bone. Unlike the six main soul bones, external soul bones could evolve as the host grew, with an extremely high potential.

Qian Xunji looked at him and said, "But the potential of this Eight Spider Lances is undeniable. If you absorb it now and nurture it, the cost-effectiveness will be higher than if you were to find a ten-thousand-year-old soul bone, and it will also be very compatible with your martial soul."

Without hesitation, Qian San pressed the soul bone directly onto his back.

"Then I'll absorb it now."

Soul power is injected.

The eight spider spears transformed into a streak of black light and merged into Qian San's back.

A sharp, stabbing pain shot through me.

Qian San gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, as the Eight Spider Spears were slowly merging into his spine.

Qian Xunji sat beside him without offering any help; he could tell that his son was holding on.

Fifteen minutes later.

Qian San opened his eyes.

He exhaled a breath of stale air and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"It's done."

A thought arose.

Eight jet-black spider spears shot out from his back. Each one was over a meter long, completely black except for a faint purple glow at its tip.

Qian San controlled the spider spears, moving them gently. The eight spider spears were as flexible as his fingers, turning completely at his will.