Douluo: My Spirit is Fallen Angel

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After sensing that his spiritual power had become more refined, Qian Renhan relaxed his mind. Now at the late stage of the Heavenly Realm, he let his immense soul power flow freely for the young girl in front of him to absorb. The moment this powerful force erupted, the surrounding alchemists instinctively retreated, eyes wide in shock. Some of the younger ones, whose spiritual strength was weaker, even began bleeding from their noses and mouths under the overwhelming pressure.

As Qian Renhan withdrew his spiritual power, he suddenly realized something strange—when his soul power entered the girl through the space between her brows and returned to his own body, it became noticeably more refined. This girl's physique was extraordinary; her innate soul power was not only powerful but also far more refined than what her cultivation level would normally suggest.

Before arriving on the Dou Qi Continent, Qian Renhan had cultivated the Purple Demon Eye and relied on soul bones to enhance his spiritual power in step with his realm. At that time, he had advanced primarily by devouring soul entities. But such rapid growth inevitably came with a cost—his foundation was unstable.

On the Dou Qi Continent, Qian Renhan had relied on suppressing his cultivation and consuming supplements to compress and purify his Dou Qi. However, he had little experience doing the same with soul power. Neither in the Douluo World nor even in the Dou Qi Continent were there advanced soul cultivation techniques available—most were ancient and poorly understood.

As a result, Qian Renhan hadn't realized just how much of his late-stage Heavenly Realm soul power was inflated and lacking in substance.

The girl before him, though only at the Spiritual Realm, had developed her power steadily, step by step. Her unique constitution made her soul power extremely refined. When Qian Renhan's soul power entered her body, it was naturally compressed and consolidated in her Sea of Soul due to her special physique, then returned to him transformed.

Before all of his soul power could fully convert into the girl's essence, Qian Renhan retracted it. Still, the part that had undergone this transformation had become far more condensed than before. While not yet comparable to the girl's own innate soul power, it was significantly more refined than what he had possessed earlier.

The girl cried out weakly, "Let go... let go!"

As time passed, her once-bright eyes grew unfocused, and a splitting headache took over.

That pain was understandable. Qian Renhan had, in essence, extracted soul power directly through the space between her brows. It was similar to when the girl had previously warned him not to touch her. At that time, when his soul power had been drawn in, he felt as if his mind had been struck with a hammer. The only difference now was that the girl's cultivation and soul power did not regress from the exchange.

"Danchen?"

"Danchen! Danchen!"

A crisp, melodious voice rang out. A graceful figure strode quickly toward them, her steps light like lotus petals. The woman was tall and slender, clad in a black dress that radiated an air of icy pride. Her skin was as fair as snow, and her long, dark hair cascaded freely over her fragrant shoulders. Her cheeks were slightly gaunt, yet delicate to an extreme—like fine porcelain that one could never tire of admiring. Her long, slightly drowsy eyes carried a seductive charm, captivating to behold.

The surrounding alchemists turned at the sound, and when their gazes landed on the woman, they were filled with uncontrollable desire. Love at first sight? No—it was lust at first sight.

"Who are you? Let go of Danchen!"

As the woman ran up and stopped just a meter away, Qian Renhan released Danchen's hand. The girl collapsed weakly backward, and the woman caught her just in time. Biting her lip, she rapidly formed a series of hand seals, sealing the surge of soul power that had erupted from Danchen's brow.

"Sister Cao Ying, my head hurts so much... I just want to sleep," Danchen said weakly, her voice barely above a whisper. She didn't even want to open her eyes.

At her words, a fire ignited in Cao Ying's seductive eyes. Her voice turned icy cold: "Soul Hall—what did you do to Danchen?!"

As she spoke, she cradled Danchen against her soft, ample chest with one arm while forming a seal with the other. In an instant, an overwhelming surge of soul energy burst from her body, like a colossal invisible python, roaring straight toward Qian Renhan.

Qian Renhan, feeling the third of his soul power that had become refined within his spiritual sea, paid her no attention. Smiling faintly at Danchen, he said, "Thank you for your help. I'll return to see you again. When I do, I'll give you the reward you deserve."

As his words fell, the space around Qian Renhan twisted and distorted. He vanished from the street, narrowly evading the soul blast that Cao Ying had unleashed.

Later, while Xiao Yan participated in the Pill Tower's Alchemist Tournament, Qian Renhan went into secluded cultivation, sitting cross-legged as he attempted to further refine his soul power. His exchange with Danchen had greatly deepened his understanding and appreciation for the importance of soul refinement. He had once thought that by devouring Gu Wu's soul, his comprehension of spiritual energy on the Dou Qi Continent was already comparable to Yao Chen's. Now, he realized he was still far from that level.

Nevertheless, Qian Renhan wasn't worried. A lack of knowledge could be resolved. Elder Mugou was also participating in the tournament—Yao Chen's junior brother, and a man of considerable experience in both alchemy and cultivation.

After Xiao Yan completed both the alchemy and soul power trials, the main Pill Gathering Competition finally began.

The Pill Gathering was held in the northern region of the Inner Realm. This area featured a vast plaza nearly a thousand feet wide. Suspended in mid-air above the plaza were numerous floating stone platforms, each radiating a faint glow, giving them an aura of mystery and wonder.

After a round of explanations, Xuan Kongzi pointed toward the massive plaza and announced, "The time has come. All participants of the fifth rank and above, please proceed to the first round—the Soul Illusion Realm!"

In an instant, the gray space twisted violently, forming fragmented, bizarre realms filled with unfathomable phenomena. From the endless sea of people, countless figures abruptly shot forth, sweeping across the sky like a swarm of locusts before plunging into the distorted space.

Watching the silhouettes rain down into the twisting realm like a torrential storm, Xiao Yan took a deep breath and stepped forward steadily.

"Good luck!" the Little Doctor Immortal called out to cheer him on. She was just about to ask Qian Renhan whether Xiao Yan would be in any danger within the Pill Realm—only to realize that Qian Renhan had already disappeared.

Among the thronging crowd, space rippled slightly. A young girl in a purple dress giggled mischievously. "The Myriad Medicine Mountain Range inside the Pill Realm has so many free treats this time. I can eat to my heart's content!"

With that, the purple-clad girl, relying on her mastery over space, effortlessly evaded the watchful eyes of the Pill Tower's three giants and slipped into the twisted space.

While most participants had to rely on the mysterious power within their badges to stabilize their forms, Qian Renhan did not. After years of training under the guidance of the Old Dragon Emperor, this mysterious realm—created by the combined efforts of the Pill Tower's Dou Saints and filled with chaotic spatial currents—felt to him like walking through a cluttered alley. Uneven terrain, debris everywhere, but nothing he couldn't handle. All it took was the occasional detour.

Reaching a misty gray area, Qian Renhan hesitated briefly before stepping forward. At that moment, the mist rippled, and a middle-aged man with golden hair suddenly appeared. When Qian Renhan saw the man's face, his expression changed slightly—it was Qian Daoliu.

Sword in hand, Qian Daoliu looked every bit the divine adjudicator. With a swing of his golden blade, he aimed directly at Qian Renhan's chest. The blade was imbued with unfamiliar Dou Qi, fierce enough to annihilate a Dou Zun-level powerhouse with ease.

"So, is this test attacking me because I don't have a badge? Pretty decent security measures, and they even used the old man's model. But fake is still fake. I wouldn't go easy on the real one—so why would I spare a copy?"

Without hesitation, Qian Renhan raised his hand and struck with his palm. The image of Qian Daoliu, formed from Dou Qi, shattered into nothingness.

Having cleared this challenge, Qian Renhan lost interest in completing the rest of the trials. With a single step, he crossed through the spatial storm and arrived at the hidden Myriad Medicine Mountain Range that lay beyond.

(End of Chapter)