Soul Land: Bibi Dong Is My Martial Soul-Chapter 232: Qian Renxue Rages at Tang San

Chapter 232: Qian Renxue Rages at Tang San

"Seventh Soul Skill—Martial Soul True Body!"

"Angel Holy Sword!"

Pfft—!

In the heart of the Star Dou Great Forest, Qian Renxue activated her Angel Holy Sword. The longsword in her hand transformed into a massive golden blade of light, slashing down toward a massive fox-shaped soul beast before her.

Boom—!

The fox-shaped beast, with a cultivation of sixty thousand years, stood no chance. In mere moments, Qian Renxue had crushed it, leaving it gravely wounded and barely clinging to life.

Even with her divine spark shattered, Qian Renxue's power was still far beyond that of ordinary Titled Douluo—let alone a mere sixty-thousand-year soul beast.

"Nana!"

Retracting her martial soul, Qian Renxue gently descended to the ground.

"Coming!"

Hu Liena, who had been waiting nearby, responded quickly. With a flicker of her figure, she appeared beside the beast.

Slash—!

With swift precision, Hu Liena plunged her short dagger into the beast's heart, finishing it off and waiting for the soul ring to appear.

It had been ten years since the fall of the Spirit Empire. She had only recently broken through to level 80—nowhere close to Tang San and the others.

There were many reasons for this: a loss of motivation, despair, and a lack of purpose.

It wasn't until a few years ago when Qian Renxue made up her mind to regain her strength that Hu Liena had found the will to train again.

She wanted to help Qian Renxue. And she hated the state of the continent since the fall of the Spirit Empire—no one helped commoners awaken their martial souls anymore.

They were back to the old ways, relying on sects and powerful clans.

Often, Hu Liena felt powerless. After all, even the once-mighty Spirit Empire had fallen. Even if she reached the Titled Douluo level, what difference could she make?

Buzz—

A pitch-black ten-thousand-year soul ring soon appeared above the beast's corpse.

Without hesitating further, Hu Liena sat down cross-legged and began to absorb and refine the soul ring.

Qian Renxue stood silently by, guarding her.

She had lost everything. Now, only Hu Liena remained by her side.

"It's been so many years, and I still haven't found a way to restore my power...

Am I truly without hope for the rest of my life?"

As she stood guard, Qian Renxue found herself dazed, lost in thought.

Despair lingered in her heart. With her current strength, she wasn't afraid of ordinary Titled Douluo. But there was nothing she could actually do.

Even if Tang San and Xiao Wu had ascended to the God Realm, the remaining Shrek Seven Devils were still far beyond her reach.

And if she truly wanted revenge, her enemies would include far more than just them.

If she resigned herself to the status quo, no one would trouble her. After all, even Tang San had once chosen to spare both her and Hu Liena.

"If I still can't find a way forward... then I'll have to give up."

"All I can do now... is ensure the Angel bloodline of the Qian Clan continues."

Qian Renxue murmured the words without thinking.

"Continue the bloodline, hmm? So what kind of man do you plan to find to help you with that, Qian Renxue?"

Just as her words fell, a teasing voice sounded behind her.

"Who?!"

Startled, Qian Renxue spun around at once, eyes sharp.

"Who are you?" she demanded.

Cautiously, she stared at Su Mo—her Angel martial soul already summoned and fully active.

As she stared at Su Mo before her, Qian Renxue was inwardly shocked.

She couldn't see through him.

How could that be?

Even if a Titled Douluo stood before her, despite her damaged divine spark, she could still easily gauge their strength.

But this man—Su Mo—stood like a blank void. She couldn't read him at all.

And she didn't recognize him either, which made things even stranger.

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"If you had the chance to restore your divine spark, what would you do?"

Su Mo didn't answer her question. Instead, he posed one of his own.

"What did you say? You... you can help me restore my divine spark?"

Qian Renxue's expression instantly changed, a flicker of excitement flashing through her eyes.

If Su Mo dared to ask such a question, it likely meant he truly had a way.

But Su Mo remained calm, simply repeating, "Answer my question first."

It was exactly this kind of calm that made Qian Renxue believe him even more.

Her heart stirred with hope—but she quickly forced herself to calm down.

She didn't know why Su Mo was asking her this. But her answer came swiftly and firmly:

"If I could restore my divine spark and regain my strength, then I would rise once again to fulfill the unfinished legacy of my mother and the Spirit Empire!"

"I once believed that after Tang San defeated us, he would unify the Douluo Continent. But I never imagined he'd be so stubborn... so naive! He did nothing!"

"No... it would've been better if he'd truly done nothing. At the time, with the strength of the Heaven Dou Empire, he could have easily annexed the Star Luo Empire and completed unification."

"But instead, he stopped the Heaven Dou Empire from doing so. He imposed a ten-year peace treaty. He even withdrew all his hidden weapons!"

"All in the name of 'giving the people time to rest and recover'? What a joke!"

"As if giving them ten years of peace would prevent another war! Now the two empires are butting heads again—that's proof enough! It's only a matter of time before war erupts!"

"And when it does, more people will die!"

"And without Spirit Hall, no one monitors the evil soul masters anymore. They've been growing in the shadows all these years. The moment Tang San ascended, they came out in full force. The empires are too busy watching each other to care!"

"And the commoners—there's no one to awaken their martial souls for free anymore! It's harder now than it's ever been!"

"I never imagined that after our defeat, the continent would end up like this..."

"That we would lose to someone like Tang San—it's absurd!"

As she spoke, Qian Renxue no longer cared who Su Mo was. She poured out years of resentment and discontent in a single breath.

Especially her fury toward Tang San.

If Tang San had truly made the continent better after defeating them, she could have accepted the loss.

But now, with chaos returning and all of it stemming from Tang San's inaction, she was filled with bitter unwillingness.

That Spirit Hall lost to someone like him—

It was laughable.

"So if I gave you back your strength, do you think you could do it?"

Su Mo listened quietly, then asked again.

"I absolutely can!"

"Tang San and Xiao Wu have already ascended. Now that they've just entered the God Realm, it won't be easy for them to descend again!"

"As long as Tang San can't come back down, I fear no one else!"

Qian Renxue answered with firm confidence.

...

(End of Chapter)

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