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

Chapter 9 - Qianling Yun Enters the Grand View Garden

The monster's face was very close to Qian Lingyun's; she could almost feel the warm breath coming from its mouth. The horrifying face made her legs go weak, and she collapsed to the ground with a thud.

"Aaaaaah!" In a panic, Qian Lingyun instinctively grabbed anything she could throw and hurled it at the corpse, limbs, and... the Rakshasa Demon Scythe.

The monster nimbly dodged the flying objects, then caught the Rakshasa Demon Scythe. Wiping the paint off her face, she complained to Qian Lingyun, "My goodness, you little brat, you're trying to kill me!"

"Qian Renxue, you motherfucker... I (a thousand words omitted here)," Qian Lingyun could no longer hold back and directly transformed into a telegraph machine, unleashing a barrage of words at Qian Renxue.

Its venomous language, brutal content, and varied style made Qian Renxue truly appreciate the profoundness of Blue Star culture!

Knowing she was in the wrong, Qian Renxue waited patiently for Qian Lingyun to finish her tirade before stepping forward to explain, "I admit I didn't do things quite right, but... you have to understand, I went out to steal a country when I was young, so I basically had no childhood. Today... today I finally accomplished something I've always wanted to do, and I'm very happy. Thank you!"

"..." Having already vented her anger, Qian Lingyun was too lazy to stay angry anymore. She simply rolled her eyes and complained, "Tch, childish!"

"Hahaha, yes, I'm the childish one, and you're the reckless one!" Qian Renxue wasn't annoyed. She raised her hand and rubbed Qian Lingyun's head, laughing to herself.

There's no other way; she only has this one relative left. While she's still young, how can I not tease her a little?

"So, do you even know where the exit is?" Qian Lingyun crossed her arms and glanced sideways. "Don't tell me you were just trying to have some fun before you die!"

"Put away your doubtful look. I am an angel god. How could I not know where the exit is?" Qian Renxue proudly raised her head, held up the Angelic Holy Sword, spread her angel wings and flew into the air. She then thrust the Angelic Holy Sword into a crack in the ceiling and slightly twisted the hilt.

Buzzing...

Before long, the ground began to tremble. Just in case, Qian Lingyun spread her black wings and flew into the air. Looking down at the square ground from above, she saw dust billowing out from the cracks between the paving stones. In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a winding path appeared on the ground, only wide enough for one person to pass through.

After landing, the two looked at each other and walked out of the tunnel one after the other.

The tunnel's exit was behind a mountain waterfall about half a person's height, and the roars of spirit beasts could be heard from outside the waterfall from time to time.

No wonder this place has remained undisturbed for nearly ten thousand years. It seems that Hu Liena chose to bury herself deep within a forest of soul beasts.

Thinking of this, Qian Lingyun felt a little more admiration for Hu Liena's meticulous thinking.

Fortunately, the waterfall was not far from the edge of the Soul Beast Forest, and the two of them successfully left the forest in just half a day.

On the vast plains, a lone city stood in the distance. Qian Renxue stroked her chin and said softly, "How about we stay in the city tonight, buy the supplies tomorrow, and then come back?"

Having never personally experienced the customs and culture of the Douluo Continent, Qian Lingyun nodded repeatedly, almost uttering flattering words like "my sister's insight is brilliant."

Noticing that Qian Lingyun did not have the storage soul tool in her hand, Qian Renxue sighed and lamented her carelessness. She took out a bracelet-shaped storage soul tool from her pocket, pulled Qian Lingyun's fair wrist, and put it on her wrist.

Qian Lingyun, who had never been in a relationship before, had never received such treatment. The moment the bracelet was put on, she pretended to be looking at the scenery and coughed lightly twice to calm her inner turmoil.

The distance of over thirty miles was neither far nor near. Taking advantage of their flight, the two stopped five miles outside the city and leisurely paid the entrance fee at the gate to enter the city.

Walking through the alleys into the main street, the streets are teeming with people, and all sorts of people are walking through the streets and alleys.

At first glance, the shops lining both sides of the street are filled with a dazzling array of goods, and signs of all sizes stand side by side. The sounds of hawking, chatting, and laughter fill the air.

As soon as Qian Lingyun entered the city, she stared intently at the tools and equipment carried by the street vendors, and looked at Qian Renxue with pleading eyes.

"..." Looking at those adorable eyes that seemed to have their own sound effects and special effects, Qian Renxue's lips twitched. She glanced around, pointed to an inn called Fulai, and said, "Go eat by yourself! Come inside and wait for me when you're full. I'm going to look around first!"

"Okay, thank you, Sister Xue! See you tonight!" Qian Lingyun disappeared into the crowd in a flash. Qian Renxue sighed like a worried parent and continued walking forward.

Soon, a bookstore on the street caught Qian Renxue's attention. "A bookstore, interesting. Let me see what Soul Masters will be reading ten thousand years from now."

Thinking of this, Qian Renxue walked straight forward and pushed open the half-closed wooden door of the bookstore.

Upon entering, the bookstore's interior was quite unusual. Although the store was small, it was rather spacious. This bookstore was a place where one could both read and buy books, and the books were already neatly arranged on the wooden bookshelves.

Finally, on the shelf with the Douluo Continent history books, Qian Renxue noticed an incredibly thick black book.

The three large, dark gold characters of "Spirit Hall" on the spine of the book attracted Qian Renxue, who pulled it off the bookshelf.

As Qian Renxue turned to the title page, her brows furrowed involuntarily. The reason was simple: the preface alone, with its line "Let us unveil the evil veil of the Spirit Hall!" was enough to ignite the fire within her.

She continued flipping through the pages, reading each word and line in a low voice.

As is widely known, the Spirit Hall is a corrupt organization that stifles the free will of Spirit Masters...

"Interesting. Without my Spirit Hall's efforts to awaken spirits in various mountain villages, would there still be so many spirit masters?" Qian Renxue coldly retorted. "And it's common knowledge! But then again... since all the spirit masters in my Spirit Hall were poisoned to death, naturally no one came out to clarify."

During the Spirit Empire era, the dictator Bibi Dong launched a horrific soul-hunting operation, causing massive casualties to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Blue Lightning Tyrant School!

Seeing this, Qian Renxue's lips twitched, almost laughing out of anger. She said with a forced smile, "Do you expect me to treat the enemy well? In my opinion, we shouldn't have sent the elders during the Soul Hunting Operation. Grandfather should have been the one to wipe out these damned guys."

During that dark period, the Clear Sky Sect endured humiliation and made outstanding contributions to the destruction of the Spirit Hall...

"Can those cowards who cowered in the mountains for decades, only daring to pounce on us at such a time, really be described as enduring humiliation and bearing heavy burdens?"

"In my opinion, it's because Grandpa is too kind-hearted. He doesn't even understand the principle of eradicating evil completely. Haotian Sect... I'll settle accounts with you sooner or later!"

Such words even made Qian Renxue, who was usually good-natured, a little flustered. She suppressed her indignation and continued to turn the page, which happened to be about Bibi Dong. The page contained only words like cruel, suspicious, and extremely evil.

Seeing this, Qian Renxue had completely lost her patience for complaining. After all... a god who could give the enemy three days to consider surrendering during a final battle... was indeed too merciful (brain-dead).

"Hmph...it seems there's nothing important to it." Qian Renxue slammed the book shut and put it back in its place.

Although she only skimmed through it, the content clearly contained exaggerated and stigmatizing elements.

But it's no wonder, the victor writes history. If it had been the Tang Clan and those two great empires that lost back then, the Shrek Academy would probably be the ones getting all the negative press in the book.

Thinking of this, Qian Renxue felt a little more relieved.

As she watched the setting sun slowly descend outside the door, the shadows of passersby stretched longer and longer in the afterglow of the sun. Only then did Qian Renxue belatedly realize that she seemed to... have an appointment.

(End of this chapter)