Chapter 90: Fate caught in the net. "So, young master, do you want to wipe out the Haotian Sect in one fell swoop? Do you need us to take action?" Inside the Spirit Hall, Snake Spear Douluo followed Qian Renxue who had just walked out of the secret room. Looking at the back of this young descendant of angels, he couldn't help but ask softly. When Qian Renxue heard this, she couldn't help but pause, then she said: "Uncle Thorny Porpoise hid his actions so well that the Haotian Sect was not sure whether Tang Yuehua was dead or captured." "What's more, Xiaotian Douluo, who regards the sect as everything, may not necessarily destroy the Haotian Sect for his sister." "If it was Tang Hao, he might really come, but Tang Xiao, he doesn't have the courage." The thorny fish was stunned. How come the young master knew so much about the people of Haotian Sect? Qian Ren did not give a direct answer, leaving the two Titled Douluo a little confused. "Young Master, do you have any plans?" Qian Renxue showed a sweet smile on her face, "They don't dare to attack, so we have to take the initiative to attack and lure them into action."
“When the prey still has the energy to resist, the first thing to do is to wear down its last bit of strength. Even if it seems to have let you do whatever you want, you must not let your guard down at any time until it actually dies.” Shemao frowned slightly, "Young Master, even if the Haotian Sect is in decline, it was still the world's number one sect. Isn't it too reckless to take the initiative to attack? What's more, the Haotian Sect lives in seclusion, and we don't know where the Haotian Sect is hiding." Qian Renxue shook her head. "Of course we are not heading directly to the Haotian Sect, but we are cutting off their source of resources. Isn't Tang Yuehua's Yuexuan the best place to start?" She Lan heaved a sigh of relief, as long as the young master knew what was going on. Just as the three of them were chatting, Yue Guan suddenly appeared in front of Qian Renxue. "Young Master, there was an accident with His Holiness the Pope." "..." After hearing Yue Guan's description, the slight joy that Qian Renxue had just felt in her heart due to the interrogation disappeared completely. Qian Renxue took a deep breath and then said: "Let's go to Bibi Dong's room." "Yes." …… Qian Renxue's golden high-heeled boots made a crisp clicking sound as they stepped on the luxurious marble. Qian Renxue's mood could only be described as sunny to cloudy to overcast. She thought those time travelers were troublesome enough, but she didn't expect Bibi Dong to be even worse. Was she being targeted by the Rakshasa God, thus starting the Rakshasa God's test? If Bibi Dong doesn't handle the Rakshasa Divine Test well, her adopted father Qian Xunji's life, which he had just saved, will probably be lost again. But isn't the prerequisite for opening the Rakshasa Divine Test to kill a soul master with an angel spirit? How did she do it? Bibi Dong has been conquered by her now, and her mind is full of Qian Renxue's daughter complex. Qian Renxue is reluctant to give up such a useful chess piece unless it is necessary. At the end of the magnificent corridor is Bibi Dong’s room. As a saint before and now the Pope, the things in her room are naturally the best. A powerful force surged more and more violently, and a dazzling blood-red light was faintly visible through the crack in the door. Bibi Dong is now suppressing the riot of divine power in her room. Blood red? Is the power of Rakshasa blood red? Qian Renxue had a calm expression on her face and placed her hand on the door handle of the room.
As the door opened, the blood-red light was like a surging tide, instantly filling Qian Renxue's vision. The dressing table shattered under this terrifying force, and the precious ornaments were sucked into it and turned into powder. The curtain was stained with the blood-red power of Shura, and it twisted wildly like a tentacle stretched out from hell. The tables and chairs in the room twisted and deformed in the blood, and finally exploded with a "bang", and pieces of wood flew out like sharp arrows. The bedding on the bed was instantly torn into rags, flying in the air. The room was in a mess, with everything twisted and broken by the blood-red divine power. Bibi Dong was curled up in the corner of the room in pain, enveloped by the horrific blood light. Huh? What's going on? This powerful killing aura is actually the power of Shura! Qian Renxue forced herself to calm down. Even though the blood-red Shura power in front of her looked extremely terrifying, the miraculous thing was that the power of Shura did not cause any harm to her. What was going on? She took a deep breath and tried to calm her inner panic. The appearance of Shura's power caught her off guard. Qian Renxue's eyes were fixed on Bibi Dong who was shrouded in blood. The six-winged angel mark appeared between Qian Renxue's eyebrows. She slowly mobilized the angel mark to form a golden protective barrier around her body, and then approached Bibi Dong cautiously. With every step forward, the violent Shura power roared around her, but she was like a man in an empty space, not affected by it at all. The raging power in the room impacted everything around it, and the sound of objects breaking was endless, but Qian Renxue still moved forward steadily. The sound of heartbeat is particularly clear in this tense atmosphere. But at the moment Qian Renxue touched Bibi Dong, the originally raging Shura power suddenly subsided. The blood-red eight-pointed star on Bibi Dong’s forehead suddenly fell silent. The surging blood-red light was like a flame that was extinguished in an instant, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye. The room suddenly became quiet, with only the broken pieces of objects slowly falling to the ground, making slight sounds. But the golden six-winged angel mark that appeared on Qian Renxue's forehead shone brightly. [The second test of the Angel God Test will be conducted in advance. As the descendants of the Angel God, you should kill the fallen soul masters and restore peace to the continent. The killing land is rampant. Please go to the killing land immediately and get out of the hell road. There is no time limit. ] Huh? Slaughter City? Why did I start the second test right after I finished the first one? Qian Renxue's tense nerves did not relax. Isn't Slaughter City the territory of Shura God? Why would I, an Angel God examiner, go there? Do you really think she's a fool? Bibi Dong's Shura power just erupted, and now she's being sent to the Slaughter City. This is obviously what Shura God wants. Oh no, her angel Shenkao was manipulated by Shura God! This bastard! Bibi Dong's face, which was originally distorted with pain, gradually relaxed and her body stopped shaking. Bibi Dong slowly opened her eyes, and her gaze gradually became clear from the initial confusion. She looked at Qian Renxue, who had a concerned look on her face, and forced a weak smile. "Xue'er..." Her voice was hoarse and weak. Bibi Dong tried to raise her hand to touch Qian Renxue's face, but found that she was powerless at the moment. Qian Renxue held Bibi Dong's hand, her voice trembling slightly, her eyelids slightly pink, and she looked very worried. "Mother, you finally woke up. Can you tell me what happened? Xue'er is really worried about you." Bibi Dong took a deep breath and tried to steady her breathing. "I'm sorry for making you worry, Xue'er." She looked at Qian Renxue, her eyes full of love and guilt. Xue'er was watched by the gods in heaven, and the Asura God wanted her to inherit his Asura throne. But because of her own selfish desire to have more contact with Xue'er, she hid it from Qian Renxue and did not tell her that Bibi Dong had taken the God-given soul ring from Shura God but did nothing with it, and was directly punished by the stingy Shura God. "Xue'er, you have been chosen by the Asura God of the God Realm. He wants to choose you to inherit his Asura God position. Mom's Asura Eight Trials is to help you achieve the Asura God position. After you become a god, Asura God promised me that he would give me the Rakshasa God position."
"Huh? Really?" Qian Renxue was a little confused. Is there such a good thing? How did she get such a pie in the sky? Could Bibi Dong have been cheated? How is this possible? "If the Asura God really wanted to find an heir, then why did he find a Rakshasa God position for you, mother? Is he that good?" This is just a routine from the last life, pure empty promises! Beware of the Shenjie northern Myanmar scam. Bibi Dong contentedly pinched Qian Renxue's soft little hand. She could play with this hand for a year. Bibi Dong smiled and said: "Because the duties of the Rakshasa and Asura are opposite, Asura uses good to kill evil, while Rakshasa uses evil to kill good. As long as there are good people killing bad people, the power of Asura will continue to grow. On the contrary, if there are no evil people, the power of Asura will stop growing. This is the shackles of the god position, so the gods must fulfill their duties." "So even though Shura and Rakshasa don't get along with each other, they can't lose each other, otherwise they'll be cutting off their own path." Qian Renxue suddenly realized. No wonder in the original Douluo Continent, only the throne of the God of Angels was broken. Although Bibi Dong was dead, her throne was still there. Without the support of the evil Rakshasa God, how could the grand and righteous Shura God King quickly increase his divine power? So no matter how much trouble the Rakshasa God causes, the current Shura God is unwilling to kill her. Although the Angel God also possesses the ministry of judgment, it is not limited to judging the evil. She is not an extreme god who proves her truth through killing. As long as there are people pursuing purification, justice, and human virtues, the Angel God will be able to continuously grow her divine power. However, the priesthood of Shura God is too shallow. He achieved the throne of godhood through killing. He killed his way to the top with his powerful strength. Not only did he spend a short time, but his combat power was also extremely strong. However, because of this, the way he performed his priesthood was very narrow, and the only way was to kill the evil ones. Damn it, no wonder this evil soul master killed more and more people later. Luosha God died. The pure and innocent Tang God King wanted Shrek to force some evil soul masters out. If I say you are an evil soul master, then you are an evil soul master! It turns out that the orthodox evil soul master is Tang God King, who Shrek worships. After a long while, Qian Renxue finally recovered from the overwhelming information. She asked tentatively: "So, I was really favored by the Shura God?" Bibi Dong lay in Qian Renxue's arms, staring into her eyes. "Of course...of course...Xiao...Xiaoxue..." Qian Renxue's face darkened. What are you doing? Bibi Dong! Qian Renxue instantly forgot the pity she had just felt for Bibi Dong. She grabbed Bibi Dong's slender waist, put her right hand around the woman's legs in purple stockings, walked to the bed, used her soul power to sweep away the rags on the bed, and casually put Bibi Dong on the bed. "Damn it, don't!" "Tsk." Qian Renxue rarely exposed her bad nature in front of others. She couldn't help but swear, then immediately pulled her hand back and explored everywhere. External soul bones can continue to evolve with the progress of the soul master. Other external soul bones are fine. Although they have evolved, they will not show it normally. But the eyes are different. The two external soul bones are attached to Qian Renxue's eyes. In addition, her soul bone skills are mainly based on charm, which makes her eyes more and more perfect. It's nothing to begin with. Her martial soul is an eight-winged angel, and its holy aura can suppress other people's desires and clear their minds. But now that her flame has been upgraded to the ultimate fire, her eyes are undergoing transformation again. The act of using the angel mark just now has accelerated the transformation process. The power of fire was inherently fiery and flamboyant. Qian Renxue's eyes, which were originally filled with divinity, became more and more alluring. Qian Renxue had to admit a fact that made her collapse. Qian Renxue could only escape in a panic. "Mother, have a good rest. Xue'er will come to see you later." Qian Renxue walked out of Bibi Dong's room with her eyes closed, and then used the angel skull to cover her eyes with a shell. Qian Renxue looked at her own eyes in the reflection of the door, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that they were almost the same as before. Absorbing the angel skull might be the best decision she had ever made in her life. Today's events disrupted Qian Renxue's plan. She had originally intended to give the Haotian Sect some trouble, but now it seems that she can only bully them a little and kill a few of them first. After finishing the business here, they will go to the City of Slaughter first. It’s not that Qian Renxue wants to inherit the throne of Shura God, but she wants to take advantage of the assessment reward of Shura God. She only has one martial soul, how can she inherit two thrones? There is no way she will give up the throne of the God of Angels. Qian Renxue is not a master of prophecy, and in some minor details, the situation did not develop as Qian Renxue expected. With the advantage of foresight, she has avoided all the potential risks in the early stages, but she has not let her guard down.
Douluo Continent is a broken place full of traps. If you are not careful, you might end up in an irretrievable situation. Now is just before the plot begins. In the later stages of the plot, various gods in the sky will begin to make their moves. The Spirit Hall now seems to be invincible, but in fact it does not have an absolute advantage, otherwise it would not have been overthrown by the Shrek Seven Devils. The only thing Qian Renxue can do now is to use her advantage of foresight to maximize the effect of the resources in her hands. Qian Renxue tapped her pink lips. No matter what, let's take it one step at a time. First, take action against Yuexuan, who supplies various resources to the Haotian Sect. Without resources, can the Haotian Sect still raise so many Title Douluo in the deep mountains and old forests like in the original novel? …… Tiandou City, Yuexuan. A young man in purple was sitting elegantly on a chair. His name was Ode, and his martial soul was Ghost King Teng. He was a collateral branch disciple that Tang Yuehua brought up from the Haotian Sect. Used to protect Tang Yuehua's safety in Tiandou, the soul power level is thirty-five. Although the level is not high enough, it is enough to fight some fools in Tiandou City. Because Tang Yuehua was traveling with Prince Xuexing this time, and there were at least a few Soul Kings around him, so he was left behind by Tang Yuehua in Yuexuan to look after the house. Since coming to Tiandou City, he realized what kind of life he had lived before. It turned out that life in the city was indeed more comfortable. Ode was enjoying his coffee elegantly while casually flipping through today's Tiandou Daily. [His Royal Highness Prince Xuexing and His Royal Highness Xueluochuan led a team to attend the succession ceremony of the Pope of the Spirit Hall. On the way back, they were attacked by soul beasts while crossing the Soul Beast Mountain Range. Prince Xuexing passed away and His Royal Highness Xueluochuan died young. Let us offer our deepest condolences to the two princes.] "what!" Ode stood up suddenly, his face grim, and he didn't even drink his favorite coffee. Madam also followed Prince Xuexing to the Spirit Hall. Now that Xuexing is dead, then Madam is... When Tang Yuehua left, she said proudly that she wanted to eat the food prepared by the Spirit Hall while seeing the reaction of the Pope who was seriously injured by the Clear Sky Hammer. How come in the blink of an eye, he died? He was killed on the way back from the Spirit Hall. It must have been the hand of the Spirit Hall! As a branch of the Haotian Sect, he had a very stereotyped impression of the Spirit Hall. Anyway, if there was any problem, he could just blame it on the Spirit Hall and everyone would be happy. Ode threw away the newspaper in his hand and cursed. Now it seems that his wife was really murdered. He advised Tang Yuehua not to go to the Spirit Hall from the beginning. What if the identity of the disciple of the Haotian Sect was exposed and the body was nowhere to be found, and now he has been implicated. Yuexuan might have been exposed, so he must move immediately! He must also report to the sect! Ode's eyes turned gloomy, and he cursed in a low voice: "These beasts from the Spirit Hall, damn them." Having said that, he slammed the table hard, the resentment in his eyes almost overflowing. --boom! As if to reflect his anger, there was a muffled sound from the door of Od's room. Ode was immediately startled, and before he could ask any questions, the door of his room was blown open the next moment. A blonde girl appeared at the gate. She bowed gracefully, looked at the horrified man in front of her, and said softly: "Nice to meet you, Mr. Odd." "Introduce yourself." "By the way, it seems that there is no need to introduce yourself. After all, weren't you just scolding us?" “Who…are you…?”
There was a flash of fear in Od's eyes, and his back was already wet with cold sweat. It turned out that they were the people from the Spirit Hall. They had come to his door. But this was too fast! He remembered what he had just said when cursing the Spirit Hall. Actually, he was just cursing for fun. How could he know whether it was the Spirit Hall who did it? However, in the Haotian Sect, this was a kind of political correctness. No matter how innocent the Spirit Hall was, they would just blame it on the Spirit Hall first. He immediately shouted loudly: "This is Yuexuan, in Tiandou City! No matter who you are! It is illegal to enter Yuexuan without permission. You are defying the imperial power! Aren't you afraid that Emperor Xue Ye will chop off your heads!" Qian Renxue sighed helplessly, with a regretful expression on her face, and said: "It seems that Mr. Ode has no intention of communicating." Ode had a bad feeling in his heart. The next moment, he heard the blonde girl in front of him speak calmly: "Break his legs first." Hearing this, Snake Spear Douluo immediately appeared in front of Ode, without even having the chance to release his martial spirit. Two clicks, accompanied by Ode's screams, began to echo in this elegant bedroom. “Ah ... The man's screams did not affect the gentle smile on Qian Renxue's face. She looked at Odd kneeling on the ground, wailing in pain, and said: "So now, do you understand your situation?" Enduring the pain, his usually proud face was filled with fear, and Ode spoke with a pale face. "I, I understand. Don't do it." Qian Renxue was very satisfied with Ode's obedient response. She said with a smile on her face: "It seems that Mr. Ode has calmed down now. I think our next negotiations will be much easier." Qian Renxue sat on the chair where Ode had just sat, with her legs crossed, and calmly looked at Ode who was curled up on the ground because his legs had no support. Because of the thundering means just now, the young man became a lot more docile. From the look in her eyes, she really didn't care about his life or death. If he didn't give in, he would really die. "What...what do you want to communicate?" Ode took a deep breath. The severe pain in his legs made him feel like dying. He didn't dare to move at all. He asked the blonde girl in front of him. Since the other party didn't kill him right away, it meant that he had a secret that the other party wanted, and he might be able to survive by doing so. "Do you have a way to contact the Haotian Sect?" Qian Renxue's casual words made Ode feel as if he had fallen into an icy cave. His wife was actually exposed. "You...what's wrong with you?" Ode's mind was a little confused. "You just need to answer me, yes or no." Qian Renxue's expression was calm, and her unclear look made Ode feel deeply powerless and fearful. This is the powerless feeling of a chess piece being placed on the chessboard with no ability to resist. "Yes...you...you want me, how?" The pain in his leg brought him back to reality. He looked at Qian Renxue and had given up on resisting. "Mr. Ode, don't worry. I'd just like to inform everyone in the Haotian Sect that Tang Yuehua has been locked up in a secret room by the Spirit Hall. You were planning to blame the Spirit Hall anyway, so isn't this what you wish for?" Qian Renxue had a sweet smile on her face and said: "And in the process of rescuing her, I will hand Tang Yuehua over to you. This is a great achievement, isn't it?"
Ode suddenly raised his head and looked at Qian Renxue with disbelief in his eyes. "Of course, in exchange, all the disciples of Haotian Sect who come to participate in the rescue operation will be buried here." Qian Renxue stood up, squatted in front of the man, and looked at Ode with eyes filled with joy. "I need you to be their guide." —lead them to the prepared burial place. Ode stared at Qian Renxue's face in a daze, the hesitation in his eyes becoming more and more severe, until it almost occupied his entire eyes, Qian Renxue's voice came again. Like a demon tempting others to fall, she spoke: "For the now closed-off Haotian Sect, Tang Yuehua, who can continuously provide them with resources, is much better than a few sect disciples." "Don't worry, I'll show you the right route." "I won't tell anyone these things." "And you can also leave safely with Tang Yuehua and become a great hero of the sect." “It’s a win-win, isn’t it?” A week later, in the dark confinement room. The secret room was filled with a depressing atmosphere. Water droplets on the wall dripped slowly, making a crisp "tick-tick" sound. Faint light seeped in from the narrow vents, but it could not dispel the dark haze. Tang Yuehua curled up against the cold wall, her eyes revealing helplessness and anxiety. The ground was damp and gave off a foul smell. The silence around seemed to swallow people up. The occasional sound of rats running seemed particularly abrupt in this silence, which startled her. Her figure looked particularly thin in the dim light, and her hands were tightly clasped across her chest, trying to give herself some warmth and comfort. After a while, Tang Yuehua struggled to get up and walked to the food that the guards had brought today. Unlike usual, in addition to the usual two steamed buns and a plate of sauerkraut, there was a crystal ball on the plate today. Tang Yuehua picked up the crystal ball and injected her meager soul power into it. The crystal ball lit up, and a scene appeared inside. However, the scene in the crystal ball took her a long time to recover. In the picture, Qian Renxue was sitting in front of a young man curled up on the ground, and she was quite familiar with that young man. ——Ode, the collateral branch disciple she brought up from the Haotian Sect. How could this be possible? Why did the young master of the Spirit Hall find him? Isn’t he in Yuexuan in Tiandou City now? Tang Yuehua's brain, which was already numb due to poor diet, immediately became confused, and the subsequent conversation between the two made her feel even more desperate. [“Of course, in exchange, all the disciples of Haotian Sect who come to participate in the rescue operation will be buried here.”] [“I won’t tell anyone about these things.”] [“And you can also leave safely with Tang Yuehua, and become a hero praised by everyone in the sect.”]
“It’s a win-win situation, isn’t it?” Ode, he actually betrayed the sect. How could this happen? The betrayal of the sect's disciples dealt her the final blow, and her strong will completely collapsed. The crystal ball slipped weakly from her hands, and Tang Yuehua knelt on the ground and cried. After a long while, she picked up the steamed bun from the plate with trembling hands and began to eat it with big mouthfuls of sauerkraut. For the sake of the sect, she must stop Ode! Fill her stomach first and don't cause trouble for the subsequent rescue operation of the Haotian Sect. A flying insect in the secret room was entangled in the spider's web and kept struggling, just like Tang Yuehua's fate. Go straight to 7200, brothers (End of this chapter)