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

Chapters 306 and 307.5—A Generous Dowry and the 'Holy Spirit Winery'

"Holy Maiden, give me a set of these. If there's anyone you need to kill in the future, just tell me!" Darren stood up and quickly walked to Qian Lingyun's side. She didn't pick and choose, just picked up a box and left. This action completely stunned everyone.

"You can do it like this..." Extinction Soul Douluo was stunned. He never expected that Daren would be so casual, and Qian Lingyun would be just as casual, giving away the item without even stopping him.

What's the difference between this wasteful behavior and being a money-giving boy?

In fact, the offering was indeed due to its own limitations, which led to an overestimation of the importance of this Soul Bone Set to Qian Lingyun.

What they considered precious was not much value to Qian Lingyun.

It can be said that as long as she has the undead demiplane and the soul beasts are not extinct, Qian Lingyun can easily whip up several sets.

After a while, the Heavenly Punishment Douluo, who had been deep in thought, stood up, walked to Qian Lingyun, and said coldly, "This thing doesn't greatly enhance my abilities, but I've been stuck at level 97 for decades. If you can give me a chance to break through to level 98 or even 99, then everything is negotiable!"

"Really?!" Qian Lingyun asked.

"Do I look like a liar?!" Heavenly Punishment Douluo retorted irritably.

"Well... a gentleman's word!" Qian Lingyun extended her right hand and raised an eyebrow at the Heavenly Punishment Douluo.

"Hmph! What's done is done!" The Heavenly Punishment Douluo's face darkened, and he slapped Qian Lingyun's slender metal right hand. The pain made his already dark face even more gloomy. "Hiss... How come your hand is as hard as a lump of iron?"

Is it possible that my limbs are made of metal...?

Qian Lingyun mentally grumbled a few times before turning her gaze back to Zhanhun and Miepo, the two amusing individuals.

Finally, after Yuma's instigation and Hu Mei's persuasion, the two proud old men finally relented and left, each carrying a box.

The worshippers who received the Soul Bone Sets returned to their respective homes, and the large conference room quickly emptied. Seeing that no one was around, Yuma handed Qian Lingyun the letter of appointment, ceremonial objects, and betrothal gifts sent by the old emperor.

"Here, this is the letter of appointment and the gifts from the royal family."

"I've also prepared your dowry: three ordinary metal veins, two rare metal veins, and one gemstone vein!"

Holy crap! You must be rich!

Qian Lingyun stood there in disbelief, thinking she had misheard.

Who gives away a mine as part of their dowry?! And six of them at that!

This is truly eye-opening! I've really learned something new!

"What, you think it's too little?" Yuma scratched her head, seemingly a little reserved. It was her first time marrying off her daughter, and she had no idea how much the dowry should be.

But judging from Qian Lingyun's reaction, she felt that perhaps she hadn't given enough!

"No, no, no, that's enough, that's too much!" Qian Lingyun swallowed, took out the betrothal letter and carefully read it. Seeing that the wedding date was already set on it, she couldn't help but feel a surge of mischief in her heart.

At this moment, Zhongli Wu, who had been fooled by Feng Ling yet again, still naively thought that this gathering of the Offering Hall was just to recognize the newly joined offerings, so he didn't take it seriously. Instead, he asked a question:

"I remember the Holy Maiden said she was going to hold some kind of grand competition of sect martial arts. It's been over a year, has she come back from her business yet?"

Cough cough cough…

Feng Ling coughed awkwardly a few times, her narrow phoenix eyes filled with pity, thinking to herself: [She's back already, but everyone in the Holy Spirit Sect knows except you.]

"They should be back by now! I just heard from Hu Mei that the Holy Maiden is going to hold another elders' meeting when she returns!"

"What? She still hasn't given up?" Zhongli Wu frowned, slammed his hand on the table in displeasure, and sneered:

"Let her hold it if she wants. Anyway, Mother and Uncle Long aren't here this time, so she's lost three votes. Even if it's an elders' meeting, as long as she doesn't get a majority of votes, I can just reject her proposal!"

"..." Feng Ling didn't speak, but just responded a few times with a blank expression. Then, using the excuse that she still had things to deal with, she turned around and went to Qian Lingyun's room, where she went to the embrace of the saintess.

"Did that old man really say that? Neither Elder Ye nor Elder Long are here?!" Qian Lingyun asked, frowning.

"It's absolutely true! Holy Maiden, Elder Long and Elder Ye are currently on vacation in the Heavenly Soul Empire, and they might not be back for three to five months at a time!"

"Also, let me tell you, that old bastard Zhongli Wu is really bad, he blah blah blah..." Feng Ling poured out all the things Zhongli Wu had done in the past six months in one breath, leaving Qian Lingyun dumbfounded.

"Vice Leader, how could you betray us so quickly and so completely! I thought you were utterly loyal to the Leader!"

On the sofa to the side, Mei Douluo, holding a pot of tea, watched in astonishment as Feng Ling, who had abandoned her usual tranquility, began to ramble on and on about Zhongli Wu's dark history.

"Hmph, all he ever thinks about is having a baby with the saint. I've given up on him anyway!"

Upon hearing this, Qian Lingyun, Ma Xiaotao, and Zhang Lexuan in the room froze on the spot. They all stared at Feng Ling, their murderous gazes seeming to say: Are you kidding me?!

Ma Xiaotao wasn't particularly concerned about dual cultivation, but she certainly didn't want to have a child at such a young age.

Not to mention Zhang Lexuan, as a pure love warrior with emotional fastidiousness, she cannot tolerate even the slightest imperfection.

As for Qian Lingyun... she's about to become Qian Renxue's empress. Talking to her about this is like she's never tasted the Angel's Holy Sword and the Rakshasa Demon Scythe.

Most of the Holy Spirit Cult's top female members were chatting in this room, the only one who wasn't there was Tang Ya.

According to Ma Xiaotao, that secret technique allowed Tang Ya to cultivate very quickly; in just half a year, she had already broken through to the fifth ring.

Just then, Qian Lingyun suddenly turned to look at Zhang Lexuan, whose face was filled with anger, and couldn't help but ask, "Lexuan, how far are you from breaking through to the ninth ring?"

"Ah! Now?" Zhang Lexuan was slightly taken aback, then replied respectfully, "After absorbing the Soul Bone Set you gave me, I'm almost at level ninety... I only need to condense my Soul Core and obtain my ninth Soul Ring to become a Title Douluo!"

Upon learning that Zhang Lexuan was only one step away from becoming a Title Douluo, Qian Lingyun nodded slightly and then instructed Yuma and the others:

"Mommy, I'm afraid you'll have to work a bit harder. You stay here and teach Lexuan how to condense her soul core. Darren, you and Xiaowei go and capture a 100,000-year-old soul beast!"

"As long as it's 100,000 years, any kind of species doesn't matter, right!" Darren chuckled, his left hand gripping a finely crafted, subtly gleaming silver dagger. "Don't worry, I'll definitely get your first mission sorted out!"

After speaking, Darren pulled his mask up with his right hand, and after making sure it wouldn't fall off, he stepped into the hazy mist and disappeared from the room.

Darren wasn't lucky. The Soul Bone Set she received was made from the most common undead creatures, skeletons. The only Soul Skills she gained, besides the fixed attribute boosts from the Arcane Soul Bone, were a few lackluster physical enhancements.

This has resulted in her still being stuck in the level 96 chasm.

(End of this chapter)