Douluo : Capture the goddess starting from peerless tang sect

"Qianran, what do you mean?" Nana asked, her tearful eyes filled with confusion. How could Qian Ran possibly bring her parents back to her side?

"Though your parents are dead, according to your story, their souls were captured by evil soul masters shortly after their deaths. In essence, they're still in a liminal state. I can give them a new life," Qian Ran explained calmly.

He wasn't lying—his confidence came from his extraordinary abilities.

In this world, any entity, even elemental forces, could become living beings under the right circumstances.

Take Xue Di, for example. She was born from the purest ice-elemental energy in the Extreme North's core. After countless years of nurturing, she developed consciousness and became an intelligent lifeform.

Similarly, a human soul, if granted the right opportunities, could also evolve into a new form of life.

Qian Ran had the means to use undead energy to enhance such spirits, granting them a new existence.

"How… how is that possible?" Nana stared at him in disbelief. The idea of her long-dead parents returning to her side was something she had never dared to imagine. She was momentarily stunned, but the tears in her eyes stopped flowing.

If such a miracle could happen, it would bring her immense joy. But… could it really be true?

"I have a soul skill that allows me to draw upon and command the undead," Qian Ran began explaining.

Nana's expression changed slightly. A soul skill like that? It sounded disturbingly similar to the abilities of an evil soul master. In fact, it seemed even more sinister than anything she'd seen from the Holy Spirit Cult, where such power required bizarre artifacts to achieve.

"Are you suggesting… you're an evil soul master?" Nana asked hesitantly, her voice trembling.

"Well, you wouldn't be wrong," Qian Ran said, flashing her an eerie smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold and malevolent aura erupted from his body. The room's lights dimmed instantly, and a dark, oppressive energy filled the space. Qian Ran's presence became suffocatingly sinister, and the deathly aura emanating from him sent shivers down Nana's spine.

It felt like she was staring into the abyss, her eyes reflecting pure terror.

But in the next moment, the dark energy dissipated entirely. The room brightened again, and a warm, sacred aura enveloped Nana, instantly soothing her fear.

Qian Ran now exuded a divine radiance, a light so pure and holy it made Nana feel as though she were in the presence of an angel.

"How… how did you do that?" Nana stammered, completely bewildered.

Moments ago, Qian Ran's aura had been the epitome of evil, surpassing even the Holy Spirit Cult's most horrifying manifestations. For a brief moment, she had been convinced he was one of them.

But now, he radiated holiness so profound it inspired awe.

She couldn't fathom how two such drastically opposing forces could coexist within the same person.

"Don't worry, I'm not a member of the Holy Spirit Cult. Think of me as a light-type soul master who has mastered the powers of an evil soul master," Qian Ran said, his tone steady and composed.

His words, seemingly contradictory, left Nana momentarily speechless. Evil soul master powers… yet light-type?

Still, she understood one thing: Qian Ran wasn't affiliated with the cult. If he truly had the power to bring her parents back, she had no reason to doubt him further. Her respect for him deepened.

Nana was no fool. She knew that the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy had secretly allied with the Holy Spirit Cult. This was precisely why she hadn't sought help from the academy—no one would dare to provoke such an organized and dangerous sect for her sake.

Who would take that risk?

Only Qian Ran, standing before her now, seemed capable of such a feat.

Whether it was his connection to the Spirit Hall or the backing of Shrek Academy, Qian Ran had the power and resources to confront the cult. Furthermore, his Six-Winged Angel martial soul was a natural counter to evil soul masters.

If Qian Ran agreed to help, her parents' souls could undoubtedly be saved.

She had done her homework, even learning about Qian Ran's reputation as a womanizer. She had mentally prepared herself for what might be required.

"As long as you can free my parents' souls, I'm willing to be your servant for life. I beg you," Nana pleaded, dropping to her knees and swiftly shedding her combat outfit.

She knew this was her last chance.

If Qian Ran refused, she would have no other options.

Nana's figure was nothing short of stunning. Her tall, 1.8-meter frame was devoid of excess fat, her skin smooth and glowing with a healthy radiance. Though not pale, her sun-kissed complexion exuded an energetic beauty.

While not as voluptuous as some other women Qian Ran knew, such as Zhu Lu, Nana's proportions were perfectly balanced. Beneath her outerwear, she wore a black sports bra that clung tightly to her body. Though not as dramatic as Zhu Lu's figure, she was by no means lacking.

Her slim waist, round hips, and athletic curves, combined with her confident and spirited demeanor, gave her a unique allure.

Nana's beauty wasn't as striking as Juzi's or Keke's and certainly fell short of the ethereal Qian Renxue. The latter, with her godlike presence, was in a league of her own.

Even so, Nana possessed her own distinct charm. Perhaps it was her intense determination and years of relentless training fueled by suppressed hatred. This gave her an aura of independence and resilience—a quality rarely seen in the women around Qian Ran.

"Qian Ran…" Nana's voice trembled as she saw him remain silent.

Biting her lip, she straightened her posture, still on her knees.

Her lips parted slightly, her white teeth tugging gently at Qian Ran's waistband. As she leaned closer, she noticed a faint, pleasant scent emanating from him—a stark contrast to the sweat she had feared. This realization brought her a slight sense of relief.

Though she had spent her life training diligently at the academy and had no experience in such matters, she instinctively knew what to do. She had seen too many women fall victim to the Holy Spirit Cult's evil soul masters.

She knew how to please a man.

Nana had resolved to offer everything she had, including her chastity, in exchange for Qian Ran's help. It was the only bargaining chip she had left.

(End of Chapter)