Douluo : Capture the goddess starting from peerless tang sect

"Does Qianran not need any rest? How is he like an iron man?" Juzi muttered some complaints before finally leaving.

If the students and teachers of Mingde Hall learned that not only had Qianran single-handedly defeated the geniuses of Mingde Hall, but he also still had the energy to go out and enjoy himself afterward, they would probably start questioning their existence.

Currently, the entire academy was deeply reflecting on itself.

The geniuses of Mingde Hall had been utterly defeated, but Qianran's brilliant combat display had taught them much. They were curious—how could someone at his age possess such terrifying power?

Why were all of Qianran's spirit rings at the hundred-thousand-year level? Could it be that he had inherited a god's legacy?

Since the first generation of the Shrek Seven Devils ascended to the divine realm, becoming a god had always been an aspiration for the powerful on Douluo Continent. Yet, for thousands of years, no one had taken that step, leading many to view Limit Douluo as the ultimate pinnacle of cultivation.

Qianran's emergence rekindled many people's yearning to ascend to godhood.

What excited them the most was the historical precedent: ten thousand years ago, the Shrek Seven Devils had achieved godhood by stepping on the Spirit Hall. Likewise, Spirit Hall had produced two powerful first-tier gods.

Historical records of Spirit Hall indicated that they once possessed the complete Angel God inheritance.

If so… Qianran must have inherited the Angel God's legacy.

Only a god could possess such unparalleled might, granting Qianran powers beyond comprehension.

For an ordinary spirit master, no matter how powerful their martial soul, it was impossible to endure the strength of a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring—let alone for Qianran to start with one as his first ring.

At this moment, countless strong individuals speculated whether Qianran had indeed received a divine inheritance.

Even figures like Long Xiaoyao harbored deep suspicions.

If the divine was involved, then everything about Qianran could be explained.

A god's power is supreme and omnipotent—this was the belief of many in this era.

During the events of Douluo Continent, the world had ample god-level inheritances, including first-tier gods and even the Asura God, a god-king-level existence. However, by the era of Peerless Tang Sect, such encounters with divine powers had dwindled significantly.

As for the Sun Moon Empire, it hadn't even existed on the same landmass three thousand years ago, starting as a small continent before gradually merging with the Douluo Continent.

The Sun Moon Empire didn't even have legends of godhood. Now, confronted with someone potentially holding a divine inheritance, it was natural for them to harbor ulterior motives.

"This is incredible. Qianran is just too strong—it feels almost unreal. If such power doesn't come from a god, who would believe it?" Xu Tianran sat in a hidden chamber, watching Qianran's battles with an unusual gleam in his eyes.

When Qianran single-handedly overwhelmed the geniuses of Mingde Hall, Xu Tianran wasn't angry—instead, he was thrilled.

For him, the stronger Qianran was, the better.

A powerful Qianran was someone he could use.

"Do you think a god could cure my legs?" Xu Tianran asked the shadowy figure beside him.

"I do not know, Your Highness. However, since gods possess power beyond the ordinary, it's not impossible. If Your Highness has such thoughts, why not summon Qianran and ask him directly? Perhaps he does have a way."

From the shadows, a raspy voice responded.

Xu Tianran's hands gripped the armrests of his wheelchair tightly.

What he truly desired wasn't just the recovery of his legs, but something far more personal and crucial—something tied to his pride. His legs had been severed in a bloody palace coup, and while he had grown accustomed to life in a wheelchair, this deeper issue constantly gnawed at his dignity. If it could be healed, why should he force the woman he loved to serve someone else?

"Perhaps… there's a chance," Xu Tianran muttered, a faint glimmer of hope flickering in his eyes. Despite his usual cynicism, the idea of divine power commanded his respect.

If Qianran, with his supposed Angel God inheritance, could heal such a thing, it might just be worth the effort.

After all, his injuries weren't completely irreversible.

Xu Tianran resolved to have Juzi bring Qianran over at any cost. If Qianran could truly cure him, he would consider letting Qianran live longer than initially planned.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for acquiring the god-level skills [Angel's Judgment] and [Angel's Purification]!"

When Qianran woke up, the system's rewards had already arrived.

He reviewed the rewards: two immensely powerful god-level abilities from the Angel God. These were core Angel God techniques, second only to ultimate moves like [Solar Angel].

[Angel's Judgment]: One of the Angel God's ultimate techniques, manifesting as divine flames of light with devastating destructive power.[Angel's Purification]: This skill must be activated after using [Angel's Judgment]. By wielding the Angelic Holy Sword to carve a cross in the air, a crimson-gold star forms and merges with the beam of judgment light, transforming it into a massive purification sphere. By infusing divine power, the sphere's temperature can instantly reach thousands of degrees, incinerating enemies.

Qianran marveled at their immense power. These techniques were perfect for embedding into his sixth spirit ring once he advanced to Spirit Emperor.

"Qianran, you're awake."

Ke Ke's cheeks flushed red as she glanced at Qianran, slowly climbing off his body.

"It's already dark outside. If you didn't wake up soon, I was about to shake you awake," she said, putting on her shoes while glancing nervously at the lab door. The time had felt endless while Qianran slept—her heart raced at the thought of someone barging in.

If anyone saw them like this, she'd never be able to show her face at the academy again.

"Nighttime already?" Qianran smiled, pinching Ke Ke's cheek. "Relax, I've got experience. If anyone tries to enter, I'll ensure we can escape immediately."

Qianran enjoyed excitement, but he didn't want his private moments with his women to be exposed to others. There was a fundamental difference between thrill-seeking and public humiliation.

Given his current strength, even the slightest disturbance outside would register in his mind.

"Experience, huh?" Ke Ke teased, rolling her eyes. "You've probably done plenty of things with other girls."

Ke Ke knew all about the other women sent to Qianran under the guise of "study partners." She had visited his dorm before and seen girls lounging in bikinis or other revealing outfits.

"Go on, you should head back. And stop wearing those silk stockings—you don't suit them." As they left the lab, Qianran couldn't help giving her a playful slap on her petite but shapely backside. "Small has its own charm."

"Hmph, like you weren't enjoying it earlier," Ke Ke retorted, sticking out her tongue. After a quick glance around to ensure no one was nearby, she relaxed.

"Why are you looking around like we're sneaking around? We're a couple now. What does it matter if people see us?"

"Oh, you're right," Ke Ke giggled, linking her arm with his. After strolling through the moonlit campus for a while, she reluctantly returned to her dorm.

(Chapter End)

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