Douluo : Capture the goddess starting from peerless tang sect

When Lin Jiayi approached Xuan Ziwen with Qian Ran's testing data, Xuan Ziwen was utterly stunned.

The numbers seemed impossible. How could a student assigned to him possess such monstrous capabilities? At just fourteen years old, Qian Ran's metrics were already leagues beyond what Xuan Ziwen had ever encountered.

While Xuan Ziwen and Lin Jiayi were focused on Qian Ran's exceptional talent, Qian Ran himself was more interested in something else entirely. His pride wasn't in his power or abilities—those were the result of his system, after all—but in his "experience" with various types of beauty.

When Lin Jiayi confirmed the accuracy of the data, Xuan Ziwen grew more serious. Many of the metrics surpassed his own, making him question how he could possibly mentor someone like Qian Ran. Still, Xuan Ziwen trusted the academy's reasoning for the assignment.

"I'm Xuan Ziwen. From today on, I'll be your instructor," he said, turning his sharp gaze to Qian Ran. "I don't care what level of Soul Engineer you were evaluated as at Shrek Academy. Here, you'll need to undergo my testing from scratch."

Xuan Ziwen had noted Qian Ran's Level 7 Soul Engineer badge, a remarkable achievement for someone so young. In the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy, attaining such a level before the age of twenty was almost unheard of.

Becoming a Level 7 Soul Engineer required mastering an enormous amount of knowledge, designing and crafting highly complex devices. Even with immense talent and Soul Emperor-level cultivation, few could meet the dual requirements at such a young age.

But Qian Ran?

His progress seemed absurd, especially considering Shrek's relatively weaker foundation in Soul Engineering. Level 3 would have seemed more plausible for his age.

"I have no problem with that," Qian Ran replied with a shrug, exuding confidence. He believed he could even attempt crafting an eighth-level soul tool if pressed.

"Good. Let's begin. Since you're wearing the badge of a Level 7 Soul Engineer, you'll prove yourself by crafting a Level 7 core array. You can select any materials you need."

Xuan Ziwen valued originality in design but was content to test Qian Ran's basic competence for now. Crafting a Level 7 core array, while difficult, was more feasible than creating a complete Level 7 soul tool, which could take weeks or months to finish.

Qian Ran walked to the material stack and began selecting and cutting components.

His movements were swift and precise, both hands working simultaneously on separate tasks with astonishing speed and coordination.

Even Xuan Ziwen found himself captivated.

The dexterity and control Qian Ran displayed were rare even among seasoned Level 7 Soul Engineers. Few could manage dual-handed operations without sacrificing precision.

Driven by curiosity, Xuan Ziwen leaned closer to observe Qian Ran's technique.

Within moments, Qian Ran had combined the materials into a sphere. Intricate and complex patterns began to emerge as he meticulously etched the core array's design.

Ten minutes later, he held up the completed piece.

"Instructor Xuan, I'm done." Qian Ran handed the small spherical core array to him.

"This…"

"You've passed," Xuan Ziwen said after a long pause, swallowing hard.

The intricacy of the array was not just Level 7—it bordered on Level 8 in complexity.

Crafting a Level 8 core array didn't necessarily mean Qian Ran could complete a Level 8 soul tool, but it was a clear testament to his skills.

Moreover, the small size of the array demonstrated an extraordinary level of precision. If Qian Ran's cultivation were higher, he might very well succeed in crafting a complete Level 8 soul tool.

Yet his age made all of this feel surreal.

How had someone so young mastered such an extensive breadth of knowledge? Was he self-taught? Shrek Academy's resources didn't even reach Level 8 Soul Engineering standards!

Xuan Ziwen's mind buzzed as he led Qian Ran toward the lab. The gap between them and this prodigy felt insurmountable.

Qian Ran, meanwhile, was grappling with his own emotions.

For him, Juzi held a unique place in his heart—perhaps even more than Wang Dong'er. It wasn't just her beauty; it was the indelible impression she'd left during the scenes in the Absolute Tang Sect novel, particularly the chapters detailing her interactions with Huo Yuhao at the Sun Moon Academy.

Those chapters, printed in the physical edition of the book Qian Ran had once owned, had left a lasting mark on him. Juzi's charm and complexity stood out amidst the later absurdity of the story's progression.

And now, she was real, just a few steps away.

Juzi, only I can claim you, Qian Ran thought, his heartbeat quickening.

The anticipation he felt was unlike anything he'd experienced in a long time. Even his encounters with other captivating women hadn't stirred him like this.

"Click."

Xuan Ziwen unlocked the laboratory door, and Qian Ran stepped inside, his gaze locking onto a figure.

There she was.

A young woman with slightly sleepy eyes that only accentuated her beauty. Her long black hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her soft, pinkish skin looked smooth enough to be water-washed porcelain. Her school uniform hugged her delicate figure, highlighting every curve.

She exuded an air of natural, unstudied charm, a hint of laziness blending seamlessly with her beauty.

For a moment, Qian Ran forgot himself.

He had nearly forgotten that early in the story, Juzi possessed this unique, languid allure—a beauty so effortless it captivated anyone who saw her.

This wasn't just admiration.

It was possession.

Juzi, from now on, you belong to me.

(End of Chapter)