Douluo Continent: The Peerless Tang Sect, Angels and Rakshasa Return

Chapter 16 - Immaturity

Qian Lingyun and her companion, far away within the Douling Empire, were unaware that they had been targeted by these utterly wicked evil spirit masters.

They lived a quiet and unassuming life in their tombs, practicing the control of their soul power every day and diligently cultivating every night, striving to completely integrate their divine equipment and soul bones with themselves.

During the day, the devil trainer Qian Renxue took out a stone and handed it to Qian Lingyun: "Attack it."

"Hit the stone?" Qian Lingyun's lips twitched, seemingly unable to understand, but she still gathered her strength and threw a punch at the stone.

This was just an ordinary rock, but it shattered instantly under the attack of Qian Lingyun, who was empowered by her soul.

"How are you feeling?" Qian Renxue asked.

"No!" Qian Lingyun said nonchalantly, picking up a pebble and crushing it into lime with her palm.

"Excellent, your strength meets the standard. Now we can directly practice controlling your soul power."

After saying that, Qian Renxue took out a box of needles and, in front of Qian Lingyun, used her soul power to condense them into threads, passing them through the scattered eye of the needles one by one.

Several months later, the two had mastered the manipulation of soul power to the point of complete ease.

"I will use my soul power to draw this chessboard, and we will use our soul power as the chess pieces." Using her fingers as a brush and her soul power as ink, Qian Renxue slowly drew the chessboard above the chessboard, demonstrating her exquisite control over her soul power.

"The one with the black pieces goes first," Qian Lingyun tentatively placed a piece on the chessboard.

"Okay," Qian Renxue nodded.

Both of them possessed angelic martial souls, but their attributes were completely opposite, much like a normal Go game where one is white and the other is black.

The two, one large and one small, stood facing each other, with the chessboard and pieces floating in the air. The game had been going on for half an hour, and the situation was deadlocked. Of course, neither of them cared about winning or losing today.

They were just testing each other's ability to control their soul power.

Although his cultivation level was not high, his soul power was inexhaustible and extremely resilient. He maintained the chessboard and pieces for half an hour without any disorder or signs of running out of energy.

Later on, the two of them completely stayed in the tomb, and were even unwilling to go to the nearby city to buy supplies every six months. Instead, they directly caught soul beasts in the Soul Beast Forest outside the exit to eat...

Both sides chose to fuse their respective divine equipment head soul bones first. The reason why Qian Renxue chose the head divine equipment is self-evident; the first angel soul bone she fused with ten thousand years ago was this piece.

The reason Qian Lingyun chose the head divine equipment is very simple: the prototype of the Rakshasa divine equipment head soul bone is: the head soul bone of mental immunity.

Skill: Real World; Effect: Immune to illusions, charms and makes you see reality.

Any illusion-based skills will be rendered ineffective under its illumination, somewhat similar to Tang San's Purple Demon Eye, but without the attack capabilities of the Purple Demon Eye.

After fully integrating this divine weapon, she no longer had to worry about the Rakshasa Demon Scythe constantly nagging in her ear.

The time required to fully integrate with the divine equipment was also ridiculously long, after all... they were no longer in the category of soul bones, but divine equipment.

It would take a six-year-old child several months to deeply absorb a divine soul bone!

However, there are always exceptions. The more divine equipment you absorb, the less time it will take to absorb it later.

Five years later, the extremely high-intensity training (four hours of fusion, four hours of cultivation, and three hours of devilish training every day, without rest all year round) and sufficient nutrition (three meals of soul beast meat a day) caused the two, who had just turned twelve, to develop a little earlier.

Qian Renxue reached nearly 1.65 meters tall, while Qian Lingyun, although slightly shorter than Qian Renxue, still reached 1.6 meters.

In fact, Qian Lingyun never expected that she could reach the same level as she did when she was fifteen or sixteen on Earth at the age of twelve.

Thank you for these spirit bones that can help people grow taller, I love you all.

On this day, Qian Lingyun completely fused with the last piece of the Rakshasa Divine Armor—the Six-Winged Purple Light Wings, while Qian Renxue sat idly by the fire, poking at the embers and lazily yawning!

Seeing that Qian Lingyun had finished her work, she finally perked up a bit and said softly, "Do you know how long your sister has been waiting for you? It's one thing to be slow at doing things, but even fusing divine equipment is so slow. It's so annoying."

"Hehe!" Qian Lingyun's lips twitched, and she swallowed back the words that were on the tip of her tongue: My Rakshasa Divine Armor has one more piece than your shabby Angel Divine Armor.

After all, she didn't want to be beaten up by this woman who was quick and accurate...

That time, she had completely fused the divine armor of the scythes on both arms and felt that she was ready. She happily went to spar with Qian Renxue, but was beaten up by Qian Renxue who was unarmed. If she hadn't finally given in, Qian Renxue probably would have beaten her up for a while longer.

In recent years, Qian Renxue's catchphrase has changed from the original: "Even a grain of rice can shine."

It gradually became: My sister's whole body is soft, except for her mouth, which is hard.

"There's nothing I can do, I'm just not very talented, how can I compare to my sister's divine beauty!" Qian Lingyun rubbed her hands together and said with a fawning smile, "It smells so good, what are we eating today?!"

"Eat fish!" Qian Renxue's eyelids twitched slightly, thinking to herself, "Oh no, my daily childishness has started again."

"Ah! Fish?"

Qian Lingyun, who hates fish the most, grumbled in dissatisfaction, "I hate fish the most! Can't we eat something else? Roasted whole lamb, roasted bear paw, deer tendon... just thinking about it makes my mouth water!"

As they were talking, Qian Lingyun wiped the tears from the corner of her mouth, rolled sideways across the ground, and hugged Qian Renxue's leg tightly, vigorously shaking her long, purple waves of hair, and pleaded, "Let's eat something else! Please, please!"

"No way, eat it or don't, you've spoiled me!" Qian Renxue suppressed the smile that welled up inside her, tried her best to keep a straight face, took the stew pot off the fire, and finally handed it to Qian Lingyun, who was sulking with her back to her.

In recent years, Qian Renxue has noticed that as the number of divine equipment fused together increases, Qian Lingyun's behavior is becoming more and more like that of a little girl. Her childishness reached its peak the year before last, but fortunately, it is not frequent.

During that time, that brat would sneak out every day to catch all sorts of strange things, and in the end, she had to beat her up before she would behave.

This feeling of being both an older sister and a mother left her with mixed feelings. She clearly disliked this childish behavior happening around her, yet she also looked forward to the little rascal causing some trouble so that he could make a grand entrance when she was at a loss.

She thought to herself: Could it be that I was seen this way by Bibi Dong back then?

No, that's impossible. Back then, she and I hardly ever talked, and we'd fight whenever we met.

If either of them had acted like Qian Lingyun, throwing tantrums and being shameless in their daily interactions, their relationship wouldn't have become so strained.

"You've been cultivating for three days straight, you must be hungry. Eat up!" Qian Renxue sighed.

"No, I absolutely refuse to eat fish!" Qian Lingyun twisted her hips and turned ninety degrees to the other side.

"This isn't fish, I was just kidding you," Qian Renxue sighed, tears welling up in her eyes. She had been too hasty and had forgotten that this girl was very stubborn! When she said she didn't want it, she meant it, and she wouldn't swallow it even if it were stuffed into her mouth.

"Really?" Qian Lingyun turned her head, looking doubtful, clearly having suffered at Qian Renxue's hands before.

"I'll be a dog if I lie!" Qian Renxue pouted and started to take the stew pot back. Sure enough, under her feigned action, Qian Lingyun took the stew pot and obediently started cooking.

"The little girl has finally calmed down." Qian Renxue picked up a cup of fragrant tea and was about to moisten her throat when a large piece of steaming braised beef suddenly appeared on her chopsticks. She looked at Qian Lingyun in surprise, as if she could see the intimacy in her eyes.

"Good girl..." Qian Renxue took a bite of the meat on her chopsticks and rubbed Qian Lingyun's cheek.

It seems that the matter of hunting spirit rings with Qian Lingyun can't be delayed any longer. If it's delayed any longer, even with the head divine equipment, she will eventually become mentally unstable under the instigation of the Rakshasa Demon Scythe.

After packing her bags, Qian Lingyun rubbed her forehead, got up, and walked to Qian Renxue's side, asking in a low voice, "How long did I act so childish this time?"

"It's only during mealtimes; otherwise, you're perfectly normal," Qian Renxue said, gently stroking Qian Lingyun's head to comfort her, taking advantage of her height.

"Once we've hunted down all the spirit rings and stabilized our cultivation level, everything will be alright."

"Yes, thank you for your hard work." Qian Lingyun breathed a sigh of relief and asked sideways, "I didn't cause you any trouble this time, did I?!"

"No, this time it's just about coaxing them to eat, nothing else."

To hide the smile on her face, Qian Renxue deliberately let her long golden hair fall loose, so that Qian Lingyun wouldn't see the bright smile on her face.

"Oh, that's good. After my cultivation level has been suppressed, I'll be around level 33. I need three ten-thousand-year soul rings. It's still early, so how about we set off today?"

"Okay, remember to bring the supplies." Qian Renxue estimated the time and got up to walk towards the tunnel.

(End of this chapter)