Chapter 309: Light and Evil—Qian Xunji
"Bibi Dong, huh? I could overlook Ning Rongrong, but you absolutely can't reject Bibi Dong!"
Qian Xunji replied indifferently, "Got it. But doesn't that disgust you?"
If someone could observe Qian Xunji's spiritual world, they'd be shocked—because within it, there was another Qian Xunji. This one had white hair and blood-red eyes, with skin as pale as milk. He looked identical to Qian Xunji, but even more beautiful, wearing a black noble robe and appearing more slender.
In a way, this version was also Qian Xunji—though different from the Slaughter Angel. This was more like Evil Desire Qian Xunji, a manifestation of his corrupted thoughts—known simply as Evil Xunji.
After absorbing the external soul bone tainted by the Rakshasa God Spirit from Bibi Dong, a mass of evil soul energy had entered Qian Xunji. Every time he committed an evil act or harbored a dark thought, that evil energy was nourished. It had only fully formed a conscious presence within the last two years.
While Tang Yuehua was fully dedicated to guiding Qian Renchuan and helping him stabilize the Domain of the Asura God, Ah Yin officially accepted Tang Yuehua.
And with that acceptance came certain inevitable events—like sharing a bed. During this process, Qian Xunji's desires were greatly satisfied, and that budding evil within him took root and solidified, settling inside his spiritual world.
"A soul in a new body… might be worth a try. What a pity the Clear Sky Sect is already blown to bits. No secret chambers to enjoy the 'Secret Room Douluo' experience. But maybe a little forest or cave wouldn't be so bad either."
At the Clear Sky Sect, the only one who remained calm in front of that towering pillar of purple-black resentment energy was Qian Xunji. All others trembled in terror, their will to resist crushed. Even the self-hypnosis practiced by the Po Clan failed in the face of such overwhelming presence.
"All disciples of the Clear Sky Sect, hear me! Guard the Holy Son. Once he finishes absorbing the 100,000-year spirit ring, we leave immediately for Spirit Hall!"
"Yes, Great Elder!"
The Clear Sky disciples formed a protective ring around Qian Renchuan, who was still absorbing the blood-red spirit ring of the Nine-Headed Bat King. Among them were Tang Tian and Tang Hu. That dark and malicious presence was too close to their mountains—it couldn't mean anything good. Only Qian Xunji might be able to stop it.
Meanwhile, several kilometers away in a small grove, as the purple-black light faded, the madness in Bibi Dong's expression vanished. Her face regained its calm, and the ghastly mask of the Rakshasa God Spirit receded, revealing a breathtaking beauty that was utterly captivating.
But Tang San didn't admire her. His whole body bristled with tension, sweat dripping down his back. From Bibi Dong, he sensed an unspeakable danger—as if she embodied pure evil and destruction, ready to obliterate everything in her path at any moment.
Even the surrounding grove trembled under her killing intent, which radiated constantly like a knife at their backs.
Bibi Dong glanced at Tang San and casually raised her hand. A beam of purple-black soul energy shot into him. Tang San didn't feel physical pain—but his face turned pale with horror. He felt like something had been added to his very soul.
"What… what did you do to me?!"
Bibi Dong's lips curled into a mocking smile. "Since Bo Saixi failed, you'll take her place. Tang San, it's your honor to be the stepping stone for my ascension in this world."
Tang San was no fool—he instantly understood her meaning. The only thing he and Bo Saixi had in common was being the Sea God's successor as Grand Priest. That role's purpose was to guard Sea God Island, wait for the Sea God's inheritor, and ultimately offer themselves in sacrifice to help them ascend.
And Bibi Dong was now that inheritor.
No! This can't be! In his previous life, Tang San had been the protagonist! He achieved the unprecedented dual godhood of Sea God and Asura God. How could his second life end like this—reduced to a sacrifice for someone else's godhood? And that someone… was Bibi Dong. Even with an immortal soul, even if he could travel to the world beyond gods, was he to live forever alone?
"Your resistance is meaningless. Now, you are merely my slave. Rest assured, I'll carry your resolve with me—when I destroy Spirit Hall for you."
Suddenly, Tang San found himself unable to control his own body—it moved on its own toward Sea God Island. He didn't resist. Right now, his only hope was Bo Saixi—maybe she could break Bibi Dong's control.
"Qian Xunji!"
Bibi Dong turned her head toward the edge of the Clear Sky Mountains, where Qian Xunji hovered in midair kilometers away. Their eyes met—hers brimming with venomous hatred and twisted joy. The dim golden trident mark on her forehead gleamed brightly. The final three Sea God trials and the gate to the Rakshasa God's domain—everything would unfold today.
Xiao Gang, Nana, Xiao Xue… I'll make this entire continent your funeral offering!
Bibi Dong launched forward like a cannonball. Trees exploded into dust wherever she passed, and soil was overturned on both sides. In mere seconds, she was within fifty meters of Qian Xunji—at eye level.
"Congratulations, Bibi Dong, on becoming an Ultimate Douluo. Reaching this realm in just a few years—truly impressive."
Bibi Dong gave a cruel, gleeful smile. "Is that your way of begging for a swift death?"
Qian Xunji smiled faintly, eyes narrowing slightly. "Oh? So you're that confident you can kill me?"
"Hahaha, Qian Xunji—you think I don't know why you lured me away from the Clear Sky Mountains?"
Bibi Dong looked past him toward the mountain range, where Qian Renchuan was still sitting in meditation, absorbing the 100,000-year spirit ring. The surrounding disciples of the Clear Sky Sect were beneath her notice. Her icy killing intent surged.
"His second spirit already starts with a 100,000-year ring. If he ditches that disgusting Angel Spirit and switches to the Haotian Hammer… well, your son really might end up like Tang San."
"Qian Xunji, I'll make sure you watch as I brutally slaughter your son, annihilate Spirit Hall, and condemn you to eternal suffering—unable to live, unable to die, your soul endlessly tormented."
She had changed her mind. She would use Qian Daoliu's soul to open the Rakshasa God Trials. As for Qian Xunji, she'd let him live… just to become her tool for venting fury—just like Ning Fengzhi. Forever.
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