Douluo: Goddess Life Simulator, Qian Renxue Is Addicted

"!!!"

Seeing the note clearly stating that he had been forcefully taken, Zhou Sheng'an's mouth twitched. This Princess Qian Renxue was truly something else—she reversed the roles and took him?

Alright, but judging from the situation, he didn't seem to have had any intention of resisting either.

After all, in that scenario, he had been fully immersed in it, able to understand his own mindset at the time.

He truly felt for this woman who had gone undercover in the imperial palace before even turning ten.

As for her encroachment on imperial authority?

Zhou Sheng'an was actually quite hypocritical about it—he didn't care. In fact, he despised imperial power, especially after experiencing hardship and being toyed with by noblewomen and aristocratic ladies.

In this era, commoners had suffered under the rule of emperors and nobles for far too long!

If not for his current lack of strength, he wouldn't mind fighting for better living conditions for commoners!

"There's also the matter of soul power expansion theory—it's much harder than I expected. Even after more than a year in this simulation, I still haven't achieved the results I want. While I have managed to improve efficiency by conserving soul power during skill use and enhancing storage capacity—achieving six to seven times the original output—it's still far from my ultimate goal. Hopefully, I'll make a breakthrough before the simulation ends."

Zhou Sheng'an continued reading as the notes updated.

[The compilation of the Heaven Dou Compendium became a grand event in the Heaven Dou Empire, attracting countless scholars to Heaven Dou City. Zhou Sheng'an took advantage of past acquaintances and invited many overlooked talents.]

[Zhou Sheng'an once again rejected Qian Renxue's advances.]

[The former Grandmaster, Yu Xiaogang, visited, hoping that Zhou Sheng'an would allow him to participate in the compilation of the Heaven Dou Compendium...]

The scene shifted. In the Imperial Academy of Heaven Dou Empire, Zhou Sheng'an—still clad in a simple white robe, looking dignified and imposing—received Yu Xiaogang. Yu Xiaogang had traveled a long way and bore an excited expression.

"Sheng'an! Sheng'an! For the sake of our past acquaintance, you must let me participate! My theory on the Ten Core Competencies..."

Yu Xiaogang looked at Zhou Sheng'an expectantly.

This was a golden opportunity to make history—one he could not afford to miss. Perhaps it would even be his chance at redemption!

Zhou Sheng'an sighed. Back then, when his knowledge was still lacking, he had sought out Yu Xiaogang for guidance, intending to become his disciple. However, upon learning that his innate soul power was also at a mere half level, Yu Xiaogang had rejected him.

The only reason Zhou Sheng'an later acquired Yu Xiaogang's collection of Spirit Hall books was because he had offered something valuable in exchange—

A half-finished theory on spirit augmentation!

However, judging by Yu Xiaogang's unchanged soul power, it seemed he had failed to realize it.

Using their past acquaintance as leverage would not sway Zhou Sheng'an.

Zhou Sheng'an said, "Grandmaster, I'm sorry, but I cannot agree. Your theory on the Ten Core Competencies includes several ideas collected by Spirit Hall. If these were published under your name, it would invite disputes."

"And besides, many of your other theories remain incomplete—take this one, for example..."

Zhou Sheng'an patiently explained the issues, pointing out Yu Xiaogang's flaws.

Lies do not hurt—truth does.

Yu Xiaogang's biggest flaw was his detachment from practical application. It made sense—he was an outcast within his own clan, and even now, he was merely a Grand Soul Master. Where would he find a wealth of experimental data?

All his conclusions had been deduced from Spirit Hall's records.

Once separated from Spirit Hall, he could do nothing but speculate.

Zhou Sheng'an's words laid everything bare. Yu Xiaogang's face turned even paler. Looking at Zhou Sheng'an's youthful, almost dazzling face, he felt utter despair—he realized he was unworthy of the title "Grandmaster."

In this lifetime, he would never surpass Zhou Sheng'an, nor would he ever be able to prove himself.

Yu Xiaogang left the Imperial Academy in a daze, utterly shattered.

[Zhou Sheng'an was approached by five thousand ordinary soul masters, who were willing to revere him as their Saint Teacher and follow his lead. They voluntarily formed the An Academy, establishing a power for commoner soul masters. His influence soared to unprecedented heights.]

[The people declared: "If the heavens had not given us the Saint Teacher, the world would have remained in eternal darkness."]

[The spirit augmentation theory benefited all, and Zhou Sheng'an's reputation became unparalleled. By his efforts alone, he suppressed Spirit Hall!]

At this point, Zhou Sheng'an rubbed his forehead.

This was bad. From an outsider's perspective, it was clear—Spirit Hall's foundation rested on soul masters. And now, he had completely overshadowed them. How would they react?

But from within the scenario, it was difficult to fully grasp his own situation.

Especially for someone like Zhou Sheng'an, who focused on cultivation, research, and tangible achievements. He never paid much attention to external opinions.

He hadn't even been aware of being called the Saint Teacher until months later.

"Well, considering my prestige has reached this level, anyone who wants to kill me will have to weigh public opinion first, right? If I were to fall, it would be a massive loss for the soul master world."

Zhou Sheng'an remained skeptical.

If it were truly him in this scenario, he had the heart for it—seeing how difficult life was for commoner soul masters, he likely would have tacitly allowed the establishment of An Academy.

[On October 22, Douluo Calendar 2024, Pope Bibi Dong of Spirit Hall personally summoned Zhou Sheng'an. She offered him a position as an elder, a hundred-thousand-year soul ring, soul bones, and the title of Honorary Pope, inviting him to join Spirit Hall. Zhou Sheng'an declined.]

Reading this, Zhou Sheng'an felt even more uneasy.

The scene shifted—he arrived at the Spirit Hall in Heaven Dou City.

Standing before him was an extraordinarily stunning woman.

She was tall, draped in a luxurious, form-fitting purple robe that accentuated her alluring curves. On her head sat a Nine-Curve Purple Gold Crown, and in her hand, she held the Pope's scepter.

Her fair complexion and near-perfect features exuded a chilling aura—one that commanded respect without the need for words.

Before her, it was impossible not to feel the urge to kneel in reverence.

She was none other than the current Pope, Bibi Dong.

"You're telling me... you rejected Spirit Hall's invitation?" Bibi Dong frowned, scrutinizing him.

Truthfully, she hadn't wanted to meet him—he reminded her of too many painful memories.

More importantly, he threatened the perfect image of her white moonlight.

Yu Xiaogang.

Compared to Zhou Sheng'an, the Yu Xiaogang she had glorified in her heart would appear utterly mediocre.

And that was a truth she did not wish to face.

"Yes, Your Holiness. I only serve His Highness Xue Qinghe." Zhou Sheng'an spoke steadily, unshaken. He wasn't nervous—he already knew that Xue Qinghe was actually Qian Renxue, a member of Spirit Hall.

Since they were both from Spirit Hall, they wouldn't harm him, right?

Bibi Dong's eyes flickered with irritation. Serving Qian Renxue was not the same as serving her!

With the Angel Clan having Zhou Sheng'an's support, wouldn't it be even harder to eradicate them?

For a brief moment, a murderous intent surfaced in Bibi Dong's heart.

But she quickly suppressed it.

Zhou Sheng'an, revered as the Saint Teacher, was practically untouchable. If she killed him, her reign as Pope would be over.

Who would tolerate the murder of a living saint?

"Fine. I'll give you more time to reconsider. But I have someone to introduce to you—a true scholar. I hope you won't refuse to let him participate in the Heaven Dou Compendium's compilation..."

Bibi Dong said coldly.