Douluo: My Spirit is Fallen Angel

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After Qian Xunji finished threatening Yu Xiaogang, a group of five embarked on a long journey and returned after several days. 

At this moment, the entire Spirit Hall was brimming with excitement and joy. Both of their young masters had performed exceptionally well in the competition among the younger generation. The eldest young master, in particular, had utterly crushed the strongest of the younger generation from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and even defeated the top prodigy of the Clear Sky Clan—despite the difference of an entire spirit ring level. This greatly enhanced the prestige of the Spirit Hall. 

As for the Golden Iron Triangle, after Qian Xunji left, Yu Xiaogang fled, just as in the original storyline. He initially attempted to commit suicide by jumping off a cliff but was saved by Flender. Following this, he hid in Nuoding City and joined Nuoding Academy, much like the original events. 

In the Douluo Hall, Qian Daoliu, as always, stood before the Angel God statue, praying and awaiting the appearance of the Angel God's successor. 

"Father," Qian Xunji said, striding in with confident steps. 

"You performed well during this training. How is Xiaohan? Were you able to convince him to return?" Qian Daoliu turned to look at Qian Xunji and placed a hand on his shoulder, sensing something unusual. With a tone of surprise, he said, "You've broken through! And your foundation is still exceptionally solid." 

"Indeed, Father. I still need some time before my next breakthrough, but during this training, Xiaohan discovered a legendary immortal herb. After consuming it, I successfully advanced by one level." As Qian Xunji spoke, the spirit tool in his hand emitted a glow, and the spatial pouch handed to him by Qian Renhan appeared in his grasp. Within the pouch, radiant lights of various attributes flickered—these were all immortal-grade herbs. 

*Immortal-grade herbs!* 

Qian Daoliu was slightly startled before asking, "What is Xiaohan's temperament like?" 

After a brief hesitation, Qian Xunji recounted Xiaohan's perspective on the oppressed citizens of the Baroque Kingdom as observed in Soto City. 

"Sigh. A Fallen Angel after all, fundamentally different from our philosophy," Qian Daoliu lamented. "So be it. As long as that child doesn't degenerate into an Evil Spirit Master, we won't interfere with him." 

"Understood, Father," Qian Xunji replied, sharing the same sentiment. He had already decided to let Qian Renhan act freely. 

"Distribute these immortal herbs," Qian Daoliu instructed. "I've reached the peak of my cultivation, so these herbs are of no use to me." With a wave of his hand, he tossed his token to Qian Xunji and turned back to face the Angel God statue. 

Even as the Supreme Pontiff, without Qian Daoliu's token, one could not summon the Titled Douluo of the Hall of Elders. Regardless of whether it was during Qian Xunji's tenure or Bibi Dong's era, even after Qian Daoliu had stepped into the background, he remained the most powerful figure within the Spirit Hall. 

In the Hall of Elders, Qian Xunji summoned the nine elders and six worshippers of the Spirit Hall. With Qian Daoliu included, this group of sixteen Titled Douluo was a force unmatched by any other human faction on the Douluo Continent. Even if Tang Chen were still in the Clear Sky Clan, the Spirit Hall could crush it if it fully mobilized its forces. Although Tang Chen's strength surpassed Qian Daoliu by a slight margin, with Qian Daoliu engaging him in a duel while the others unleashed their ninth spirit skills from afar, it would be a question of whether Tang Chen could survive. However, such actions were virtually impossible, given the Qian family's style. 

Moments later, another set of footsteps echoed. Bibi Dong had also been summoned by Qian Xunji. Upon witnessing the sheer number of Titled Douluo hidden within the Spirit Hall and their terrifying power, she was utterly shocked. The foundation of the Spirit Hall was far more fearsome than she had imagined! 

Even as the Holy Maiden, her status was only comparable to that of a Titled Douluo elder, and she wasn't permitted to enter the Hall of Elders freely. Consequently, Bibi Dong was unfamiliar with most of the Titled Douluo elders, let alone the worshippers, with the exception of Guang Ling and Qian Daoliu. 

Qian Xunji cleared his throat and declared, "Since all the elders and worshippers are present, it's time to begin." 

"Your Holiness, what is the purpose of this gathering?" 

Among the Titled Douluo, the most senior, powerful, and respected second worshipper, Golden Crocodile Douluo, asked. 

Qian Xunji replied, "Second Worshipper, during this training, I brought two children with me. Xiaohan accidentally stumbled upon a treasure trove and brought back a large quantity of immortal-grade herbs." 

"*Immortal-grade herbs!*" 

Chrysanthemum Douluo trembled in excitement. "Your Holiness, is this true?" 

Qian Xunji nodded slightly. "Indeed. By consuming an immortal herb, I advanced to Level 95. Additionally, Elder Porcupinefish and Elder Serpent Spear have also achieved breakthroughs thanks to these herbs." 

Everyone's gaze shifted to Serpent Spear Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo, who were trying to maintain their composure. To their astonishment, Serpent Spear Douluo had actually broken through in just a few days, and—astonishingly—Porcupinefish Douluo had advanced by two levels! 

Immortal herbs truly lived up to their terrifying reputation! 

"Elder Chrysanthemum, since you are the one most knowledgeable about immortal herbs, I'll leave it to you to distribute them among the elders and worshippers," Qian Xunji said, retrieving the spatial pouch. 

As the contents of the pouch spilled out, the immortal herbs and an assortment of high-grade medicinal herbs appeared in a radiant display. Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes widened almost to the point of popping out of his head. His face was filled with an almost fanatical obsession as he reached out with his clawed hand, grasping at the air in sheer excitement. 

"Chrysanthemum Guan, snap out of it!" 

His close friend, Ghost Douluo, quickly brought him back to his senses with a slap. "There are many important figures and colleagues here. If you act like this in public, how will you maintain your reputation in Spirit Hall?" 

Realizing the awkwardness of the situation, Chrysanthemum Douluo noticed the strange looks from those around him—like they were watching a lunatic. He coughed awkwardly to compose himself and said, "Before distributing the herbs, there's something important I need to explain. Immortal herbs are treasures unmatched in both heaven and earth. They require special methods for harvesting, preservation, and consumption. Otherwise, their medicinal properties could be lost." 

He continued, his tone grave, "Some immortal herbs have extreme properties. For instance, this blazing fire-type herb, Infernal Delicate Apricot, must be consumed alongside the ice-type Eight Petal Immortal Orchid. Otherwise, consuming the fiery herb alone—even with my cultivation level—would result in nothing less than complete annihilation." 

Hearing Chrysanthemum Douluo's firm and sincere explanation, everyone nodded slightly, their expressions becoming more solemn. 

He added, "Of course, there are also gentler herbs with effects such as stabilizing one's foundation and nurturing one's vitality. However, these are of limited use to those of us at our current levels. The herbs of true value to us are those that match our martial soul attributes and carry the potential to evolve our martial souls." 

At the mention of martial soul evolution, the crowd grew visibly excited. Martial soul evolution meant a significantly higher chance of breaking through their current limits. For those who had long exhausted their potential and were stuck at bottlenecks, this was nothing short of miraculous. 

One elder, unable to contain himself, anxiously said, "Elder Chrysanthemum, enough talk! Quickly distribute the herbs!" 

"Very well," Chrysanthemum Douluo replied. "Second Worshipper, your martial soul is the Golden Crocodile King. This Golden Crocodile Dragon Fruit is the herb that best matches your martial soul. Consuming it may allow you to take that final step forward." 

With that, Chrysanthemum Douluo retrieved a palm-sized, golden, glowing fruit from the pile of herbs and handed it to the Second Worshipper, beginning the distribution with the most senior figure present. 

(End of Chapter)