allendalepharm Chapter 11: Self-Destruction of Soul Rings, Lifespan Less Than One Year!
Chapter 11: Self-Destruction of Soul Rings, Lifespan Less Than One Year!
Within the forest.
Bibi Dong stood there blankly, the moonlight as clear as water and the evening breeze biting cold.
That night allowed her to see Yu Xiaogang clearly, and at the same time, she also realized her own naivety.
"Qian Fuchen, I know you're back."
"Remember our bet? I meant it! I lost, and I'm determined to atone for my mistakes—and I'm not just saying it!"
in vitro.
The eight spirit rings began to spin at an extremely high speed, cracks gradually appeared, and the crisp cracking sound became increasingly noticeable in this deserted place.
Qian Fuchen remained silent throughout.
As the other party said, atonement is not just a matter of words, but a price to be paid.
"Ahem, give me a chance..."
Bibi Dong's voice was choked with emotion yet filled with determination. Her eight spirit rings spread out in ripples, stirring up dust everywhere.
Even Yue Guan and the others, who had already gone far away, could sense this aura.
One of the elders sighed, "Moon Guardian, should we try to persuade the Pope...?"
"Shut up!"
Yue Guan coldly rebuked, then retorted angrily, "Does the young pope need your interference in his actions? With His Majesty's decisive and ruthless nature, he must have his reasons."
"Besides, this is His Highness the Young Master's family affair. How can you and I interfere? Doing our duty is the proper course of action for a subject."
The elder, a Contra-like figure, nodded thoughtfully, and the group completely left the area within a hundred miles of this place.
call out--
A beam of light shot into the sky, accompanied by a crisp "bang".
Ring explosion!
For a Soul Master, it is tantamount to suicide, or rather... a more cruel form of suicide.
In the Douluo Continent, Soul Masters cultivate until their Soul Power fills their meridians, and their Martial Soul is also connected to their flesh and blood.
The explosion of the ring not only damages the foundation, but also weakens the martial spirit!
Death and the Soul-Eating Spider King manifested uncontrollably, writhing and crawling on the ground, its eight spider legs curled up and trembling.
Bibi Dong's eyes were filled with tears and bloodshot, and she knelt on the ground with blood seeping from the corner of her mouth.
midair.
Qian Fuchen stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the moonlight hidden in the clouds, his voice echoing softly:
"Bibi Dong, if you undergo the Eighth Ring Detonation, your foundational talent will be completely shattered."
"Your lifespan will also be greatly reduced, ranging from a few months to no more than a year, and it cannot be restored by any magical herbs or treasures... You are already a dying person."
"Have you thought it through? You should know that powerful Soul Masters can live for over a hundred or even two hundred years."
Below, Bibi Dong finally completed the first and simplest ring-breaking exercise.
Soul power regressed to level 79.
She heard the warning but did not respond; all she could do was initiate the next operation.
The seventh spirit ring began to crumble.
Every single time, it was torture!
The Death and Soul-Devouring Spider King has completely shrunk. Originally majestic and as tall as a person, it is now only half the size of a person and continues to shrink.
Bibi Dong's breathing became increasingly rapid.
It took half an hour for the second spirit ring to shatter.
She lay weakly on the ground, completely devoid of her former charm. Her once beautiful long hair had turned gray, making her look extremely haggard.
"Aton...atone for my sins."
I can't remember how many times I've said it, but Bibi Dong relied on her willpower to get up and perform the third ring explosion.
Qian Fuchen sighed.
Looking down, after weighing his options for a while, he still did not choose to make a move.
He stood suspended in mid-air, letting time pass by.
That night, the shattering of the eight spirit rings left the dense forest no longer lush and green; broken trees were everywhere, and the birds and beasts, though possessed by spirits, had long since departed.
Qian Fuchen landed sideways and saw Bibi Dong lying paralyzed on the ground.
Her soul power is currently only at level eight, and her physique is also inferior to that of an ordinary person after eight ring explosions.
Her long hair was snow-white, and her face still showed distinct features, but it was deathly pale and bloodless.
Bibi Dong raised her head, her breathing becoming more rapid: "Hoo... A bet's a bet."
"Right?"
"Please...don't send me away, even if it's just to do the lowest job in the Spirit Hall, don't send me away..."
"Let me watch over her for the last year."
Qian Fuchen closed his eyes: "Okay."
"But you still kept your promise to me."
You still can't tell Xiaoxue your true identity.
Bibi Dong trembled, her white lips pressed together, tears streaming down her face. She lowered her head and sobbed for a moment before finally speaking.
"good..."
Qian Fuchen continued, "Come with me."
A wisp of gentle soul power enveloped Bibi Dong, and with the help of the Moon and Wind Soul Rings rotating, the two flew towards the direction of Wuhun City.
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The sun was rising high over Wuhun City, and Qian Renxue, dressed in a little gold dress, was idly hopping around on the steps.
Unfortunately, there are Soul Masters stationed every so often.
The lively Qian Renxue hopped around, and the guards repeatedly exclaimed, "Greetings, Miss!"
"Pfft~"
Qian Renxue jumped back.
The guard on the other end responded with a wry smile, "Hello, Miss!"
No one found Qian Renxue annoying; on the contrary, this porcelain doll-like little girl became a bright spot in their workdays.
"Uncle Snake Spear, what do you think my brother does every day?"
Perhaps she was tired from jumping, she plopped down on the steps, rested her chin on her hand, and gazed at the distant sky.
"This is so boring... I just hang out here every day."
"Other people have to go on adventures to cultivate, going to forests and such, but I seem to have all sorts of things!"
Serpent Spear gave an awkward laugh, while the guards around him swallowed hard, unsure how to respond.
Suddenly.
A rainbow streaks across the distant sky.
Qian Renxue stood up: "Brother!"
She waved enthusiastically towards the sky, and the stream of light that was originally about to fall into the mountaintop changed direction and fell towards this place.
As the dust settled, the garrison commander and the spearman simultaneously knelt on one knee.
"Young Pope!"
His reverence was completely genuine.
Snake Spear only caught a glimpse of Bibi Dong out of the corner of his eye. When he sensed that the other party's soul power was only a few levels, he was even more shocked by the young pope's methods.
You should know that Bibi Dong and he are...
To think they could do something like this! Their ruthless methods are truly terrifying!
"Brother~"
Qian Renxue gave a soft cry and pounced into Qian Fuchen's arms.
He hugged her and patted her head: "Hmph, so eager to go out and gain experience?"
Qian Renxue rubbed her head against him: "I mainly wanted to be with my brother. He promised to keep me company, but I haven't had anyone around these past few days!"
"Uncle Snake Spear has been with me the whole time. So, is Uncle Snake Spear my brother, or are you my brother?"
"hiss..."
The serpent spear gasped, about to offer some explanation.
Qian Fuchen lightly raised his hand in response, then turned to look at Qian Renxue in his arms: "Alright, I'll find some time to take you out for some training."
Qian Renxue's eyes narrowed into crescent moons, making her incredibly cute.
Turning her head, she saw Bibi Dong and felt a pang of heartache in her eyes. For some reason, she really liked being close to this saintess.
But the other party was very strict before...
Qian Renxue stepped forward and reached out to take Bibi Dong's hand: "Saintess, are you... sick? You look very weak."
"Although you were very strict with me before, but... I heard you're also affiliated with the Spirit Hall!"
"So you weren't angry? Should you see a doctor?"
Bibi Dong pursed her lips, trying to hold back her tears. Such a lovely daughter, she had never cared about her before!
"mom..."
"Hmm?" Qian Fuchen frowned slightly.
Bibi Dong's voice choked with sobs: "Sister is alright..."