Chapter 125: Qian Renchuan VS The Golden Generation
Qian Xunji fell into deep thought. Could it really be Bibi Dong? It had been nearly twenty years since the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect reported that Bibi Dong had perished to soul beasts. If she hadn't died, where had she been for the past two decades—and why had she suddenly appeared on Sea God Island?
And how did the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect know about Sea God Island in the first place? He had sent Yu Xiaogang to them early on. Aside from the Clear Sky Clan, Spirit Hall, and a few people from Vast Sea City, very few on the continent should know of Sea God Island's existence.
"Father, what did that woman called 'Little Dong' look like?"
"Why are you asking this?"
"Just tell me. It's important!"
"A peerless beauty—on par with Bo Saixi."
As the saying goes, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. But being crafted by the Rakshasa God, Bibi Dong naturally surpassed Bo Saixi in terms of beauty. Still, Qian Daoliu gave Bo Saixi some face with his answer.
"You're not thinking—Xunji, don't get any ideas!"
Seeing how interested Qian Xunji was in the Sea God inheritor, Qian Daoliu thought he had a crush on her and warned him not to be delusional. If he himself couldn't win over Bo Saixi, then Qian Xunji—who was even less capable—had no chance with someone potentially more extraordinary.
Qian Xunji didn't respond. Stroking his chin, he walked out of the Douluo Hall. He was now 70–80% sure that person was Bibi Dong. But since she loathed him, and Qian Daoliu had just gone to Sea God Island, it wouldn't be wise for him to show up again so soon.
He would have to wait a year. After the Shrek Seven Devils and Ning Rongrong fell victim to a scam, he'd step in when the time was right and get some answers.
What is a scam, or "pig-butchering scheme"? It's about deception and manipulation—and Ning Rongrong had undoubtedly fallen into one.
What even was Shrek Academy? It had no cultivation resources, no simulation training grounds. Meals were just steamed buns and eggs. Their teaching approach was practically free-range. They glorified this mess as "self-taught success."
No matter how powerful the teachers were, if they didn't teach, they were useless. Shrek was basically a third-rate community college recruiting elite students, then brainwashing them into submission with some pig-butchering strategy. "Long live Shrek," they'd chant.
Ning Rongrong, a spoiled heiress used to being pampered, had never experienced anything like it. First, Flender tore her down in front of everyone, breaking her mentally and painting Shrek as some elite academy. She had no choice but to stay.
Then they blamed everything on her—even when Dai Mubai openly said, in front of everyone, that he'd rape her, kill her, and do it again afterward—it was still considered her fault for making him angry.
If Sword and Bone Douluo ever heard that, Dai Mubai wouldn't just lose his crown prince status—he'd be ashes.
With no one supporting Ning Rongrong, she was successfully brainwashed by Shrek's scam. Her rebellious nature and guilt led her to internalize the blame, completing the psychological manipulation.
And with Tang San, the undefeated champion of Soto City's solo, duo, and team arenas, the brainwashing was cemented. Shrek's manipulation was masterful—Qian Xunji's exploitation would be even better.
Once Dai Mubai spewed his line about rape and murder, Qian Xunji would step in. He'd have Qian Renchuan step up for Ning Rongrong and beat Dai Mubai into the ground, showcasing true talent.
Then he'd comfort and praise Ning Rongrong, pat her head—just like that, she'd be his. He'd send her to Tianshui Academy. With his status and strength, even if he spanked her, Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi couldn't say a thing.
Almost a year passed again. On a platform halfway up the Pope's Palace, four people stood in formation. It was a one-versus-three match.
The three were Yan, Xie Yue, and Hu Liena—Spirit Hall's new Golden Generation. Their aura surged around them, the kind of momentum built through countless victories.
Facing them was a tall, handsome young man with long golden hair. Though he looked younger than the other three, his physique was just as developed. This was Qian Renchuan, and his eyes gleamed with anticipation. Once he defeated them, he would finally get to see his fiancée.
Eight years. That's how long he'd waited.
Yan, Xie Yue, and Hu Liena were excited too. This was only the second time they had seen the Pope herself outside the Purple Emblem Medal ceremony. She alone had elevated Spirit Hall's prestige to unprecedented heights in the soul master world.
Still, a hint of defiance lingered in their eyes. They were the Golden Generation, record-breakers of the academy. Even if their opponent was the Pope's son, a one-on-three match was insulting.
A red-clad cardinal called out, "Both sides prepare—release your martial souls!"
Xie Yue, Yan, and Hu Liena activated their spirits: Moon Blade, Flame Lord, and Sky Fox. All three had two yellow and two purple soul rings.
Xie Yue and Yan were already level 47—sure to become Soul Kings by the next Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament. Hu Liena was at level 45, and without Bibi Dong's full support, her cultivation speed was notably slower.
Moon Blade likely had powerful offense. Flame Lord sounded like a tank-type spirit—probably like granite—and likely had strong fire control as well. Sky Fox... that aura—it focused on charm?
As Qian Renchuan released his martial soul, he analyzed them. Blue-golden light burst from his hands. Four spirit rings emerged—purple, purple, purple, black. It was the Blue Silver King.
From beneath him, thick vines sprouted. These weren't soft—they looked stiff, their leaves long, sharp, and hard—similar to Spanish bayonet or agave. His spirit power was at level 45, equal to Hu Liena.
Seeing his spirit ring configuration—and the oppressive aura of a ten-thousand-year ring—the trio's pupils shrank. They didn't dare underestimate him.
And that Blue Silver Grass in his hands? No one would call it trash—not when the Pope's own Blue Silver Grass martial soul had a domain. In the soul master world, any spirit with a domain was top-tier.
"Begin!"
Hu Liena took a graceful step. With a single turn, she appeared at the front. A faint smile bloomed on her face. As her martial soul activated, she seemed even more beautiful, and a fluffy tail sprouted from her back.
A soft red glow radiated from her body. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at Qian Renchuan.
Let's test him first—Entangle.
Qian Renchuan didn't react. Several Blue Silver Grass vines shot at Hu Liena at high speed. He always opened with a probing attack. After all, no soul master starts a fight with their ultimate.
Hu Liena was surprised that her charm had no effect. She quickly retreated. At the same time, Xie Yue moved. His blood-red Moon Blade spun in his hand and sliced through the vines like butter.
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