Soul Land: I Became Qian Xunji’s older brother

At this moment, in a high-end room at the Rose Hotel in Soto City, Spear placed the Eight Spider Lances in front of Qian Renchuan.

Placing the Eight Spider Lances, which had contracted into a ball of flesh, onto himself, Qian Renchuan said to Spear and Porcupine, "Two elders, protect me."

As the Eight Spider Lances disappeared into Qian Renchuan's hand, there seemed to be a rejection, and Qian Renchuan's face gradually became somewhat distorted.

"Ah!"

Not long after, Qian Renchuan's forehead broke out in a cold sweat, and he suddenly opened his eyes, gasping for breath.

In just a few breaths, Qian Renchuan's back developed bulging lumps, and eight purple spider legs emerged from the lumps.

"It succeeded."

Qian Renchuan felt the eight spider legs on his back, his face filled with joy, and his Soul Power also reached level fifty-three.

Suddenly, Qian Xunfeng's voice came from his mind.

"Child, relax. Your father has invited an angel god to remodel your Eight Spider Lances."

"Father."

Qian Renchuan, who was already immersed in joy, immediately sat cross-legged upon hearing Qian Xunfeng's voice in his mind.

He then felt himself enveloped in a light blue sphere, and an extreme sense of security caused Qian Renchuan to fall into a peaceful sleep.

"I say, Sea God, can you even remodel this?"

Watching the appearing Sea God begin to remodel the Eight Spider Lances, Qian Xunfeng's expression was strange. How was it getting uglier the more he remodeled it?

"Hey, what's the rush? You have to trust my judgment."

The Sea God rolled his eyes at Qian Xunfeng. His judgment was not bad; Poseidon, the priestess he chose, was proof of his judgment.

"I think it would look better if we changed it this way."

Watching the Sea God's actions, Qian Xunfeng also joined the plan to remodel the Eight Spider Lances.

"Not bad, not bad. A little thicker here, a little thinner there."

An hour later, the Sea God finally finished, looking at his masterpiece with immense satisfaction.

At this time, the Eight Spider Lances had transformed from their original black-purple to a crystalline blue, adorned with golden patterns designed by Qian Xunfeng, exuding luxury.

The original spider legs were remodeled and, together with the Archangel, formed four pairs of wings, except that the original feathers had become water-wave structures.

"Excellent."

Qian Xunfeng was also quite satisfied. This was truly worthy of his son. He could already imagine Qian Renchuan using the Sea God Eight Wings to torment Tang San.

"If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."

About to retire, the Sea God was in a rather good mood and immediately decided to go back and get some good rest.

"Wait a moment, is there any way for your great priestess Poseidon to get in touch with my old man?"

Qian Xunfeng stopped the Sea God, who was about to leave, and asked.

After all, his old man was living too comfortably now and had started pining for Poseidon again. As a filial son, how could Qian Xunfeng let his old man suffer from unrequited love? He had to arrange something.

He also didn't fancy Poseidon, this old woman whose Martial Soul was the Sea God. She had no special characteristics, and he would have to put in a lot of effort to win her over. It was better to think about how to play with Tang San, that would be more interesting.

"This?"

The Sea God's face darkened. He was actually setting his sights on his great priestess.

"I remember you were preparing to interfere with the angel god's trial before. How should I settle this account?"

Qian Xunfeng placed a hand on the Sea God's shoulder, revealing a "benevolent" smile as he looked at the Sea God, asking in a stiff tone.

"This… this?"

At this moment, the Sea God, listening to Qian Xunfeng's words, was already sweating profusely. He slowly and stiffly turned his head towards Qian Xunfeng and chuckled awkwardly.

"Isn't it just Poseidon? I'll give her a trial, seal her cultivation, throw her onto the continent, and arrange a series of crises. You can just have Qian Daoliu go find her. A direct hero saving the beauty should be enough to win over Poseidon."

The Sea God said indifferently. As his priestess, for the sake of his retirement plan, Poseidon would just have to suffer a little.

Besides, it wasn't really suffering, was it? After all, Qian Daoliu had already become a god. In the future, he would at least become a second-rank god, so Poseidon was still making a profit.

"Alright, you go arrange it. I'll have the old man go."

Seeing that it was almost done, Qian Xunfeng also released the Sea God's shoulder, allowing him to leave.

As for whether there was anything improper about arranging Poseidon, Qian Xunfeng didn't care at all. It was just that the old man wasn't like him; he was too soft-hearted.

If it were him, he would have already used a carrot and stick approach, coercing and enticing her to take her first, and then cultivate feelings later.

A forced melon isn't sweet, but it quenches thirst.

At this moment, Qian Renchuan slowly woke up and, looking at Qian Xunfeng, said,

"Father, is this the new Eight Spider Lances?"

"It should be called the Sea God Eight Wings now."

"Sea God!"

Qian Renchuan's face showed some surprise. He hadn't expected to receive help from a god.

"Indeed, your father helped you find the Sea God, and your talent has also caught the Sea God's eye. When you reach level seventy and finish the Soul Master Competition, you can go to Sea God Island, receive the Sea God's inheritance, and become the new Sea God."

Qian Xunfeng told Qian Renchuan about the Sea God, and seeing Qian Renchuan's tearful expression of gratitude, he felt deeply comforted.

"Father, I will definitely not disappoint you."

Qian Renchuan wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, his voice firm.

This is my father, a father with great wisdom.

"What kind of behavior is this, crying and sniveling? I hope you can continue to protect Spirit Hall in the future. That is what will truly prevent your father from being disappointed."

Qian Xunfeng feigned a scolding tone. He was quite satisfied with Qian Renchuan, a truly filial son. If he didn't have the God of Order divine position, he would have prepared to raise Qian Renchuan well and then take him to seize the Title Douluo's will to become a god.

"Yes, Father."

Then, Qian Renchuan seemed to think of something and said to Qian Xunfeng, "Father, I found that everyone at Shrek Academy has hostility towards our Spirit Hall. Should we just…"

As he spoke, Qian Renchuan made a sinister gesture across his neck. To him, those who resisted Spirit Hall were simply asking for death.

"Hehe, they have other uses, but your father doesn't like their arrogant demeanor. As their peer, you naturally need to suppress them well. Young people, being too arrogant is not good."

After speaking, Qian Xunfeng's body gradually faded. As for why he said this, it was because his eighth trial of order had arrived.

It happened to be related to Tang San and others who had transmigrated due to spacetime fluctuations. It was a good opportunity for Qian Renchuan and the others to suppress them well, further stimulating Tang San's darkening.

"Yes, Father."

Qian Renchuan would not ask his father why he did this, because his father must have his reasons for doing so, and as a son, he should not question it.

Moreover, he did not believe he had his father's extensive knowledge.

"Hmm, your father has been very busy lately. With Spear and Porcupine, you can act boldly and with confidence. You can also have Qiu Bai act on your behalf. You should come back to see your mother then."

After all, the women in the family were all like hungry wolves now, and it was fortunate that he was now an endless source of energy, otherwise he really couldn't handle it.

Now that the eighth trial had finally arrived, he finally had something to do.

After speaking, Qian Xunfeng's figure suddenly dissipated, leaving behind only the determined Qian Renchuan.

"Tang San? I will definitely make you regret coming into this world."

And the others from Shrek, they must be severely suppressed. He, Qian Renchuan, would definitely not disappoint his father's expectations.