Spirit City, Supreme Pontiff Palace.
The storm of purple-black divine force unleashed by Bibi Dong's ascension still raged; the terrifying phantom of the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe looked ready to slice the very sky apart.
Spirit Masters across the continent trembled beneath that divine might.
Then the heavenly screen shifted again.
Amid the sea of golden light a breathtaking figure appeared, twelve snowy wings unfurling slowly.
rouge ranking: 3rd place!
Wavy hair the color of molten gold rippled in the wind, every strand seeming to glow.
Her skin outshone snow, flushed with the bloom of life at its zenith.
A courtly gown clothed her, regal and refined; her features were carved as if by an angel's hand, without a single flaw.
Most stunning of all was the aura she carried.
Both sovereign majesty and other-worldly sanctity—one glance and any soul would kneel.
Name: Qian Renxue
Spirit: Twelve-Winged Seraph
Faction: Spirit Hall (Hall of Worship)
cultivation: Rank 77
Appearance Score: 98
Sacred and flawless—an angel descended.
Figure Score: 97
A golden proportion bestowed by the Creator.
Temperament Score: 98
Holy, lofty, inviolable. If Bibi Dong is a queen to be submitted to, Qian Renxue is a goddess to be worshipped.
Overall Appraisal:
She is the daughter of light, the incarnation of the sun.
Her beauty belongs not to earth but to the God Realm.
Even the most exacting painter could not capture one ten-thousandth of her Spirit.
Before Bibi Dong men feel the urge to conquer; before Qian Renxue they feel only pure reverence and self-reproach.
She is a Holy Maiden to be admired from afar and never defiled—the single existence in this world that can be called perfect.
Watching those sky-high ratings, Qian Daoliu's beard quivered with laughter in the Angel Sanctuary.
"Splendid! Worthy of the Qian bloodline!"
"With looks and bearing like that, Xue'er must be the reincarnation of the Angel God!"
What thrilled him even more were the rewards that followed.
Rewards:
1. spirit power +3 ranks.
2. All spirit rings aged +20,000 years.
3. Special: first three trials of the Nine Trials of the Angel God auto-cleared! (All experience and divine force baptism instantly granted.)
4. One god-bestowed spirit ring.
Angel Sanctuary.
"What?! The trials are cleared for her?"
As High Priest to the Angel God, Qian Daoliu knew better than anyone how harsh those tests were.
The first three trials temper body, will, and spirit power to the limit and usually take years.
Yet the heavenly screen had cleared them in an instant!
Before he could recover—
BOOM!
A colossal golden beam pierced the Angel Sanctuary and slammed into Qian Renxue.
Her closed eyes snapped open, pupils blazing with divine radiance.
Rank 77… 78… 79… 80!
Seven spirit rings rose beneath her: six black, one red. In that instant their colors deepened further.
But this was only the beginning.
"The trials… are truly done?"
Feeling the divine message, Qian Renxue shivered in awe.
A torrent of golden power beyond description flooded her body—the stacked rewards of the first three trials.
"Then… let it be."
Resolve flashed in her eyes; she turned her wrist and a golden bead appeared—her previously rewarded god-bestowed spirit ring.
She sat cross-legged and absorbed it at once.
Moments later the golden mist coalesced into a blood-red ring that settled around her.
Because the ring carried heavenly authority, absorption took only an instant.
Eighth ring: Hundred-Thousand-Year!
BOOM!
spirit power soared again—Rank 84!
A single Hundred-Thousand-Year ring had granted four whole ranks.
Before Gold Crocodile Douluo and the others could cry out, the pent-up power from the skipped trials erupted.
The first of the Nine Trials of the Angel God is called Light of the Angel: endure beneath the statue's radiance for a full year, refining spirit power.
By clearing it instantly, the heavenly screen compressed that year of cultivation into a single second—an explosive gain beyond imagination.
spirit power, barely settled at 84, now bolted like an unbridled stallion—85, 86, 87… 90!
A deathly silence fell.
Inside the Angel Sanctuary, Qian Daoliu, Gold Crocodile Douluo, and Demon Subduing Douluo—peak powers of the continent—stood slack-jawed.
"She… she's already Rank 90?"
Gold Crocodile Douluo pinched his thigh hard enough to yelp.
Demon Subduing Douluo looked dazed. "Big brother, were we cultivating in vain all these years?"
Even Qian Daoliu's mouth twitched uncontrollably.
He longed for his granddaughter's strength, but this speed defied comprehension.
"Wait… there's more! Xue'er still has that god-bestowed ring!"
Before the words left his mouth, Qian Renxue acted.
She beckoned the newly rewarded god-bestowed ring without hesitation.
"Rank 90 Titled Douluo,"
she whispered, voice trembling with excitement and hunger for power.
"Today, I, Qian Renxue, shall ascend in one stride!"
The commotion this time dwarfed the last.
A vast Twelve-Winged Seraph phantom condensed behind her; its once-illusory face now bore nine parts resemblance to her own.
Minute after minute passed.
Absorption took a little longer this time—half an hour.
When Qian Renxue opened her eyes again, every sacred flame within the Angel Sanctuary snuffed out, as though no fire dared rival her presence.
A deep-red ring descended and hovered at her feet.
Ninth ring!
On closer look, three golden threads wound through the red—three hundred thousand years!
A Titled Douluo's terrifying pressure exploded outward.
Rank 95!!
(End of Chapter)
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