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

Chapter 242 - Kneel down first, and I'll reason with you!

"Hey girl, don't you know the old adage that the left side always loses in a betting match? I reckon it's the same principle for a full hand betting match! I'm taking advantage of you on the right side, so don't get angry!"

Qian Lingyun chuckled, and her previously empty right hand had somehow come to hold a three-foot-long sword with blue and purple colors.

"Snow dances under the bright sun!"

With just a soft murmur, the temperature in the air plummeted at an unbelievable speed, dropping to below zero degrees Celsius almost instantly.

Moreover, this area encompasses both hilltops centered around the courtyard.

The cabin in the woods, which was lush and green just a moment ago, was completely transformed into a world of ice and snow in the next instant, with goose feather-like snowflakes raging wildly under the blowing of the gale.

Logically speaking, maintaining a soul skill with such a huge range would consume an astonishing amount of soul power.

However, with Qian Lingyun's current total soul power, combined with her ultimate ice-attribute soul core, maintaining such a domain-like area with a diameter of several thousand meters would not require too much effort.

Not to mention, the Snow Emperor's phantom beside her was maintaining the release of the domain together with her.

Bai Yuan grabbed Nana's sleeve, pulled her to his side, and erected a small soul power shield for himself.

While such a wide-range soul skill, primarily focused on restriction, is not enough to severely injure a powerhouse with eight rings or higher, it is also something that Nana, a four-ring Soul Master, cannot withstand.

"You're just making a scene! Come out here!"

Under the wind and snow, the woman in black's face grew increasingly gloomy. As a Soul Douluo with a mental attribute, she was quite confident in her mental strength.

However, she couldn't sense Qian Lingyun's location at all within Qian Lingyun's domain, and an indescribable sense of frustration made her increasingly unstable.

Suddenly, all the raging wind and snow stopped in an indescribable way, as if time and space had stood still.

Every snowflake froze in mid-air, and all the cold winds stopped for a moment.

All of this happened so suddenly.

Without a sound, all the snowflakes shattered instantly, their original power vanishing in an instant. Only the icy powder that filled the sky once again obscured their vision, and the chill within the snowflakes seemed to have been instantly drained away, causing the air temperature to suddenly warm up.

"No snow during the Great Cold!"

In the instant a sense of crisis arose, the man in black suddenly raised his right arm and swung a palm strike in the air, clashing with the figure that emerged from the snow.

Without a sound, the man in black felt a numbness in his body and then lost control of his neck.

"Look, aren't we able to talk things out properly now?"

After withdrawing her palm, Qian Lingyun walked up to the man in black, gently tapped his frozen body with her index finger, smoothed his furrowed brows, and said teasingly:

"She's such a beautiful young woman, yet she insists on making herself look like neither a human nor a ghost. It's really bothersome!"

"Who exactly are you?" The woman in black was speechless. She had been an evil spirit master for many years and had never encountered anyone like this before.

He could have killed her easily, but he only restrained her and said some strange things to her!

Who exactly is the evil spirit master?

"Me? I'm the Holy Spirit Cult's Head High Priestess. We just fought the Twelve Offerings. How was that? Exciting, wasn't it!"

Qian Lingyun chuckled and pinched the man in black's face into a plump pufferfish shape, whispering, "You almost beat a Venerable One today! How about it, aren't you happy and proud!"

Looking at Qian Lingyun's beaming face, the man in black could only mutter to himself that the Holy Maiden was a lunatic, before giving a perfunctory nod.

"It's alright! But can you get to the point? You've been talking to me for ages, and I still don't know what you're trying to say."

"I just want to advise you not to be so pessimistic all the time. Even though life is a jerk, you have to love yourself!"

"Do you know what I've been through? You don't understand anything, you only know..."

As she spoke, the woman in black became agitated again, and her composure faltered once more. Qian Lingyun simply pressed a finger to her lips and leaned in to speak in a slightly somber tone:

"I know you have a very, very sad story, but let me tell you one first!"

"Okay," the woman in black nodded subconsciously, seemingly also curious about who else could be as miserable as her.

Then, Qian Lingyun slightly modified Qian Renxue's story, replacing some special words with other words, and told it as the story of an ordinary person.

The man in black stared at Qian Lingyun in disbelief, asking in confusion, "And then? Did she get her revenge in the end? Is that all?"

"Perhaps, at least for now, that's the whole story." Qian Lingyun sighed softly, gazing in the direction of Mingdu, and released the black-clad man from his frozen state. She smiled bitterly.

"The world is never short of pitiful people with tragic fates, but pitiful people should not be bound by the past."

"I never ask those who suffer to let go of their hatred; I only hope that those trapped in hatred will not be haunted by the past!"

The man in black remained silent for a long time, staring intently at Qian Lingyun. After a while, he finally uttered, "Are you trying to comfort me?"

"If you think so, then I guess so! After all, you're the one with your own brain," Qian Lingyun said nonchalantly, waving her hand dismissively.

"Besides, I think everyone needs something to look forward to in life, maybe it's family, maybe it's friends, what about yours!"

"My...hope?" The woman in black seemed to be persuaded by Qian Lingyun. She nodded, a rare tenderness appearing in her eyes: "I have an older sister. She is my only family and hope in this world."

Oh! There's an older sister! That means this girl is Wu Yu, the younger sister of the Vengeful Spirits sisters.

Even their Soul Creation Skills are the same, they truly have the tacit understanding of sisters!

Qian Lingyun shrugged, a hint of gentleness flashing across her face. She smiled and said:

"What a coincidence! I also have an older sister, but she lives far away now, and I doubt I'll see her anytime soon!"

"You have an older sister too?" Wu Yu suddenly lifted the cloak from her head, and her gaze towards Qian Lingyun softened somewhat compared to before.

Sure enough, all those who are obsessed with their older sister have something in common.

"Are you twins?" Wu Yu asked curiously.

Qian Lingyun blinked and answered irrelevantly, "I share the same blood as her."

"Aren't they twin sisters?" Wu Yu pouted unhappily, glancing at Qian Lingyun with slight disdain, and said with dissatisfaction, "Honestly, why do you people always talk in such roundabout ways? It's so boring!"

"Don't be silly with me. I've prepared a gift for you and your sister. You two wait here, I'll be right back!"

After saying that, Qian Lingyun gave the group a demonstration of a catapult start and instantly disappeared into the vast sea of ​​clouds.

"Um...has she always been this secretive?"

Wu Yu turned to look at Bai Yuan and Nana. Bai Yuan and Nana exchanged a glance, one nodding and the other shaking her head.

In Wu Yu's view, this was quite bizarre.

Above the dense clouds, Qian Lingyun sat in her flying soul tool, holding a custom-made communication soul tool, and contacted Zhang Lexuan, who was still in Mingdu.

(End of this chapter)