Douluo: My Spirit is Fallen Angel

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Tang Xiao extended his hand, channeling soul power into Tang Hao's body to assess his condition. The moment he did, he was stunned. Tang Hao's internal organs had all shifted from their proper positions, and an unknown amount of stagnant blood had accumulated inside him. His meridians were tangled in several places, obstructing the flow of his soul power. Tang Xiao could hardly believe that Tang Hao was still alive after suffering such severe injuries. 

When Tang Hao opened his eyes again, he found himself inside a sealed chamber. Around him sat four people in meditation—Tang Xiao, the Second Elder, the Third Elder, and the Fourth Elder. These were the four Titled Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect. Each of them was channeling soul power into his body, soothing his meridians and attempting to expel the clotted blood to alleviate his injuries. Meanwhile, the Fifth, Sixth, and Seventh Elders stood guard outside, protecting the process. 

Outside the chamber, the patriarchs of the four single-attribute clans were stationed as an extra layer of protection. The Tang family of the Clear Sky Sect never fully trusted those without the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul, even if they were relatives like Bai He. 

"Thank you, Big Brother, and all my uncles," Tang Hao expressed his gratitude. 

"Xiao Hao, how did you end up like this!?" 

The Seventh Elder, Tang Lie, known for his fiery temper, was the first to ask. 

Tang Hao sighed. "Seventh Uncle, these wounds are from my battle with Qian Xunji. Back then, I used the Ring Detonation technique and fought him to a standstill. In the process, the handle of my Clear Sky Hammer struck my own chest with immense force. If not for Ah Yin sacrificing herself to become my ninth spirit ring, which granted me powerful vitality, I wouldn't have survived this long." 

Tang Lie clenched his fists in fury. "Spirit Hall! Damn that Spirit Hall! If Ancestor Tang Chen were still here, they wouldn't be so arrogant!" 

Tang Xiao sighed. "Seventh Uncle, we truly can't afford to provoke Spirit Hall right now. Qian Renhan has returned and has already broken through to Titled Douluo. Even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect isn't his match anymore. And let's not forget that Qian Daoliu still exists. Clear Sky Sect is simply not strong enough to challenge them." 

Then, shifting the topic, he revealed Tang San's extraordinary talent and his status as a twin martial soul wielder. 

Tang Lie's eyes widened in surprise. "Xiao Hao, I never thought your union with a spirit beast would produce such an exceptional child. Twin martial souls! In front of a twin-martial-soul-tier Clear Sky Hammer, even an Angel Martial Soul is nothing!" 

Recalling the unmatched power of the Clear Sky Hammer, surrounded by black and red soul rings, Tang Lie suddenly burst into laughter. 

"Seventh Brother," the Second Elder reminded him with a stern tone. 

Realizing his mistake, Tang Lie glanced at Tang Xiao and Tang Hao, both of whom wore displeased expressions. He cleared his throat and straightened his posture. He had momentarily forgotten that both Tang Xiao and Tang Hao were devoted to that ten-thousand-year-old spirit beast woman. However, apologizing was out of the question—he would never see the Blue Silver Emperor as anything but a mere beast. 

In the end, the Clear Sky Sect's elders unanimously agreed: for the future of their sect, for the complete destruction of Spirit Hall, they would provide Tang San with resources. Once the All-Continent Advanced Spirit Master Academy Tournament was over, Tang San would return to the Clear Sky Sect and acknowledge his lineage. 

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 Spirit Hall, Pope's Palace 

A red-robed cardinal hurried into the hall, breathless. "Your Holiness, urgent news! Our spies within the Clear Sky Sect report that the sect's high elders have suddenly gathered, and even the patriarchs of the four single-attribute clans have been summoned. It's likely they're discussing something significant!" 

"Something significant?" Qian Renhan chuckled. "Could it be that Tang San is preparing to formally return to the sect?" 

He smirked. It seemed the little God of Wealth truly enjoyed sending him gifts. In that case, once the Spirit Master Tournament concluded, it would be the perfect time to eradicate the Clear Sky Sect altogether. 

"However, to destroy a sect, one must first ensure they're strong enough. Now that I've absorbed the external spirit bone, the Eight Spider Lances, it's time for me to explore the realm of rank 97 Titled Douluo." 

With everything arranged, Qian Renhan descended a hundred meters underground to a special cultivation chamber he had commissioned. This chamber completely shielded him from the discomfort brought by the Angel Statue in the Douluo Palace, allowing him to focus entirely on his training. 

As he entered, the glow of his soul tool flickered, revealing several ominous, dark medicinal herbs. These herbs had been preserved ever since he visited the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, kept aside to prevent them from falling into Bibi Dong's hands. 

Previously, he had refrained from consuming them, fearing an excess of energy that his body couldn't handle. But now, their potency was nothing special—at most, they could provide some additional soul power. They barely even contributed to the ultimate attributes of his Fallen Angel Martial Soul anymore. 

"Two years from now, it will be time for a true massacre. Until then, I shall fully comprehend the power of my Fallen Angel Martial Soul." 

With that, Qian Renhan opened his mouth and swallowed the dark, sinister herbs. He then sat cross-legged, immersing himself in cultivation. 

From rank 95 to rank 99, every single level was a massive hurdle. At this stage, accumulating soul power was no longer the key—what truly mattered was one's comprehension of their martial soul. 

 Normally, for a Spirit Master with a single martial soul, reaching the Titled Douluo level requires dedicated cultivation. However, twin martial souls are different. 

A Spirit Master with twin martial souls can rapidly advance by absorbing spirit rings, utilizing the vast amount of spirit power contained within them. In the original story, Tang San skyrocketed from rank 96 to rank 99 in an instant after absorbing the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King's spirit ring. He even brought the Shrek Seven Devils up several levels alongside him. 

While this method of leveling up is undeniably fast, it lacks true comprehension, preventing the martial soul from reaching its full potential. This kind of progression is similar to how Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi advanced through divine trials—their spirit power was essentially infused into them. But in the end, it wasn't earned through steady cultivation, step by step. 

Qian Renhan wanted to strengthen his Shura Sword Martial Soul by adding spirit rings. To ensure its evolution and make it even more powerful, he needed exceptionally high-quality spirit rings. The sheer amount of energy from these spirit rings would inevitably push his level upward, whether he wanted it or not. But if his comprehension failed to keep up, he would become nothing more than a brute with power but no wisdom. 

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 One Year Later – Soto City 

An elderly woman slowly entered the city. Her hair was graying, her body emaciated, and her clothes tattered. She was filthy from head to toe, leaning on a cane with one hand while carrying a blackened vegetable basket in the other. Inside the basket were a few wild herbs, and her overall appearance resembled that of a beggar. 

This frail, destitute old woman was none other than Bibi Dong. 

For months, she had survived by foraging for wild vegetables and drinking thin porridge, braving the elements with nothing but sheer willpower. Step by step, she had walked across the land to reach Soto City. Love was an infinite source of strength. 

The once elegant, stunning beauty had completely vanished. Due to long-term exposure to the elements and malnutrition, her body had withered away. She was covered in grime, her once-smooth skin now wrinkled and aged beyond recognition—she looked at least ten years older than an average fifty-year-old woman. 

Bibi Dong no longer dared to dream of being with Yu Xiaogang. She believed that, in her current state, she was no longer worthy of standing by his side. She only wanted to see him one last time, to explain the truth and seek his forgiveness—to tell him why she had been so cruel as to break up with him all those years ago. 

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 After asking around, Bibi Dong finally found her way to Shrek Academy. But when she arrived, she discovered that the academy had already shut down. 

A local villager, who knew the situation, told her that Shrek Academy had relocated a few weeks ago in order to participate in the All-Continent Advanced Spirit Master Academy Tournament. 

Hearing this, Bibi Dong collapsed into tears once more. But her once radiant purple eyes, now dull and lifeless, could no longer shed more than a few tears. In a voice filled with sorrow, she cried out: 

"Xiaogang, why is it so difficult for me to see you just once? Are we truly destined never to be together?" 

However, she quickly regained her resolve. 

The Heaven Dou Division of the All-Continent Advanced Spirit Master Academy Tournament was going to be held in Heaven Dou City. Yu Xiaogang was sure to be there. If she waited patiently outside the competition venue, then eventually, she would see him again. 

With that thought in mind, Bibi Dong took a deep breath, adjusted the worn-out shawl around her shoulders, and set off once more—continuing her journey, wandering toward Heaven Dou City. 

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(End of Chapter)