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

Chapter 254—A Real Woman

Having established the rules, Qian Lingyun took out a pale purple immortal herb from her storage soul tool. The top of the herb was like a canopy, revealing itself to be a Ganoderma lucidum. The Ganoderma lucidum was entirely purple, with an emerald-like stem underneath, bearing nine leaves.

"This Grade Nine Purple Ganoderma is among the top-tier spiritual herbs, possessing the effects of strengthening the body's foundation, nourishing vital energy, and enhancing one's abilities. It's of little use to me, so you can eat it."

Before Wu Yun could refuse, Qian Lingyun had already taken the Ganoderma lucidum off the stem and presented it to her.

Wu Yun hesitated for a moment, then took it and put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it.

"What about me!" Wu Yu watched enviously as her older sister received that amazing-looking item and couldn't help but raise her hand.

"Yours is white-leafed Polygonum multiflorum, which has the effects of nourishing the internal organs and strengthening muscles and bones."

Qian Lingyun then took out a pure white herb. The herb was lush and leafy, and its fruit was as white and tender as a peeled sweet potato.

"Is this also meant to be swallowed raw?" Wu Yu asked, clutching the white sweet potato in her hand. "Such a large he shou wu (Polygonum multiflorum) can't be eaten in one bite!"

"No, you can slice this..." Qian Lingyun shrugged helplessly and sighed, "I really don't know how you manage to live without any servants or attendants here. How do you even understand basic life skills?"

"My sister supports me!" Wu Yu said smugly, breaking the he shou wu in her hand into several pieces and eating them with relish. She teased, "Your sister wouldn't treat you like that, would she?"

"..."

Qian Lingyun stood there speechlessly, feeling inexplicably aggrieved, but still stubbornly retorted:

"Who said that! My sister treats me very well! She'll roast me with fire, force-feed me weird medicine, whip me with her soul power, and even..."

As she spoke, two lines of tears silently streamed down Qian Lingyun's face. She was just so heartbroken, sobbing...

"What else can you do?" Wu Yu looked at Qian Lingyun, who was frozen in place, with a slightly pitying gaze, and stepped forward to comfort her, "Holy Maiden, I didn't expect you to be in such a miserable state. I'm starting to feel sorry for you..."

"Don't pity me, go absorb the medicinal power. I want to be alone. Don't ask me who Jingjing is!" Qian Lingyun left this sad place in despair, found a towering tree, squatted down and started drawing circles.

Qian Renxue, far away in the Crown Prince's residence in Mingdu, inexplicably felt a tickle in her nose and sneezed several times in a row.

An old nanny stepped forward and asked mischievously, "Xiaoxue, have you made up your mind about something while you're out there?"

Qian Renxue touched her still slightly itchy nose, her pretty face flushed, and she whispered, "I guess so..."

"I knew it! Judging from your appearance, you must have quite a few admirers." The old woman smiled slightly, a hint of youthful vigor flashing across her weathered face. She sighed:

"Xiaoxue, this palace looks glamorous, but it's actually a place that devours people without spitting out their bones. If you can leave sooner, then leave sooner! The outside world is where you young people can truly thrive."

After speaking, the old woman sighed and slowly walked in another direction, muttering to herself, "Ah, youth is truly wonderful!"

Watching the old woman's departing figure, a trace of loneliness flashed in Qian Renxue's eyes.

If even this deep palace can be called a place that devours people without spitting out their bones, then wouldn't the Holy Spirit Cult where Qian Lingyun is located be a living hell?

The thought of her troublesome sister made Qian Renxue feel a pang of sadness.

But for now, she has already become a personal maid, and she can only take things one step at a time from now on.

According to the normal timeline, five years later in Sunrise City, both Wu Yu and Wu Yun would be at level 88, and they would only be one step away from becoming Title Douluos: condensing their soul cores.

With their eighth-ring cultivation as a foundation, the two sisters absorbed these spiritual herbs, which were at least one level above the immortal grade, in less than an hour.

An hour later, Wu Yun was the first to open his eyes, slowly exhaling a breath of stale air, and said softly, "The effect of this spiritual medicine on improving soul power is only so-so; it only helped me break through from level eighty-one to level eighty-two!"

"But... the hidden danger of my previous excessively rapid cultivation speed seems to have been eliminated as well. I have a feeling that within five years, I will definitely achieve the title!"

"Five years?" Qian Lingyun paused slightly, a hint of a smile appearing on her face. She raised one eyebrow, shaking her head in dissatisfaction and criticizing, "That's too small a goal! Five years to break through to the Title Douluo level! That's too low a target!"

"We evil spirit masters can lack many things, but we must have great ambition!"

"We aim for a minimum of three levels within a year, account capping within three years, and super account completion within five years!"

Wu Yun's lips twitched slightly, and he gave a symbolic, awkward laugh: "Hehe!"

Even Wu Yu, who was standing to the side, couldn't stand such an ambitious goal. She casually walked up to him, a blade of grass dangling from her mouth, and asked with ill intent, "Holy Maiden, you're only at the seventh ring of cultivation this year. May I ask how old you are?"

"Thirteen," Qian Lingyun replied without changing her expression.

"Hahaha, a thirteen-year-old with seven rings... wait, how old did you just say?" Wu Yun's arrogant laughter abruptly stopped. She widened her eyes, grabbed Qian Lingyun's arm, and incredulously injected a wisp of soul power into her to test Qian Lingyun's bone age.

"Really thirteen? How many people have you eaten?!" Wu Yun muttered, standing there in a daze.

"Hey, hey, hey, your cultivation speed is much faster than mine, how dare you make that face?"

Rolling her eyes at Wu Yun and Wu Yu, Qian Lingyun asked coldly, "When did you awaken your martial spirits? How old are you this year?"

"Our vengeful spirits, awakened at fifteen, are now twenty!" Wu Yu chimed in, counting the time on her fingers.

Gradually, a smile of pure joy appeared on Wu Yu's face. She jumped and skipped around on the spot, finally throwing herself into Wu Yun's arms, and said sweetly:

"Sister, we are the real geniuses! We reached the eighth ring in just five years, while the Holy Maiden only reached the seventh ring in seven years!"

"Of course, your little Yu is the best!" Wu Yun affectionately tapped Wu Yu's cheek, offering encouragement in a rather tactless way, "Holy Maiden, keep it up! We'll be waiting for you at the Title Douluo level!"

I'm seriously impressed!

Qian Lingyun forced an awkward yet polite smile, pointed to the figure rapidly approaching her on the distant horizon, and changed the subject:

"Look, it's the Twelfth Elder! She's here! She's here! She's brought back two spirit beasts!"

"A soul beast?!"

Lying in Wu Yun's arms, Wu Yu peeked out and looked curiously at the twelve worshippers in the distance. Pointing at Nana and Yueyue, she asked excitedly.

"Did you bring those two little girls back who had reached their cultivation bottlenecks?"

"Yes." Qian Lingyun nodded, turned around and waved to Yueyue and Nana, saying, "Come here quickly, your spirit rings are coming soon."

(It is known that the two sisters were bullied by Feng Ling in the cellar, and escaped at the age of fifteen and awakened the Soul of Revenge. It is also known that the original text mentioned that Feng Ling would be able to participate in the competition five years later.)

Considering that the Douluo people develop early in that aspect, Oscar's father had children very early in the first book. If we slightly increase the age at which Feng Ling matures, we can roughly calculate that it took him ten years to go from having no martial soul cultivation to becoming a high-level Soul Douluo who could suppress the third and fourth elders.

(Another Contra player in their early twenties, just like Zhang Lexuan and Xiao Hongchen)

(End of this chapter)