Chapter 249: Heading to the City of Slaughter, Taking Shui Bing'er
"Jie'er, why are you sending Xiaochuan to the City of Slaughter? Don't you know that's a forbidden land for our Angel Clan?"
After the conclusion of the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament, Qian Xunji began arranging for Qian Renchuan to go to the City of Slaughter. Compared to Tang San in the original story, Qian Renchuan was now far stronger: his Blue Silver Emperor had already awakened, his cultivation had reached the Soul Emperor level, and after absorbing the 100,000-year spirit bone from the Soft Bone Rabbit's head, his spiritual power had reached the level of a Titled Douluo.
The City of Slaughter was indeed a forbidden place for the Angel Clan, filled with murderous aura and all manner of vile, corrupt evil thoughts. Precisely because of this, the Spirit Hall used it as a place to gather the fallen—a prison where they could destroy each other. This reduced the need for the Spirit Hall to send out spirit masters to hunt them down, avoiding resistance and heavy losses in manpower, resources, and finances. They only needed to supply the City of Slaughter with food.
Some fugitives not caught by the Spirit Hall would voluntarily go to the City of Slaughter, which also helped reduce the threat they posed to ordinary people across the continent.
All in all, the City of Slaughter, praised as a "paradise for the fallen," was actually the Spirit Hall's final containment for the wicked—preventing them from rallying and building secret forces that could oppose the Hall.
Of course, Qian Renchuan wouldn't go to such a place for extended training without telling Qian Daoliu. Upon learning of it, Qian Daoliu confronted Qian Xunji directly.
Qian Xunji said, "Father, I understand that the environment of the City of Slaughter easily corrupts our spirit, but high risk brings high reward. As you know, our Angel Spirit can improve by slaying evil spirit masters. Xiaochuan is only a Two-Winged Angel. Compared to the Six-Winged Angel, the gap is significant. He's even slightly inferior to the Blue Silver Emperor."
Qian Daoliu was silent for a moment. His cautious nature resurfaced. "Xiaochuan is already excellent—he has twin spirits, a 100,000-year sixth spirit ring, and three 100,000-year spirit bones. Reaching Soul Emperor at this age is unprecedented in our clan's history. Aren't you worried that his Angel Spirit might absorb the evil aura from the City of Slaughter and change his temperament, bringing disaster?"
"Father," Qian Xunji replied, "Xiaochuan was raised by you. It's true that the evil aura in the City of Slaughter can corrupt Angel Spirits, but if his will is strong enough and his heart remains pure, he won't be affected. Don't you trust your own teaching? And besides, didn't Tang Chen and Tang Hao both emerge from the City of Slaughter unscathed? Are you saying the boy you raised is inferior to those two brutes?"
Qian Daoliu was momentarily speechless. Qian Xunji's argument struck at the core. He praised Qian Daoliu's mentorship while also invoking his long-time rivals Tang Chen and Tang Hao. Everyone knew Qian Daoliu prided himself on his image and morality.
Time was of the essence, so Qian Renchuan only stayed in Spirit Hall for two days before setting off for the City of Slaughter.
On his way there by carriage, Qian Xunji took a detour to visit the City of Slaughter himself. With his Angel Domain, he could resist the overwhelming murderous field of the city. While it didn't prevent him from using spirit abilities, it did weaken their power—much like a fire-type spirit master fighting in the extreme north.
Qian Xunji had two goals: first, to meet the Slaughter King and warn him not to try any tricks; second, to check if Bibi Dong was hiding there.
In the Star Dou Forest, Qian Xunji had lost count of how many times he'd blasted Bibi Dong apart, draining her spirit power until she couldn't use her undying body. At a crucial moment, her Rakshasa Spirit seemed to gain its own will, lifted the possession, and helped her—naked and bloodied—escape through space.
Though she escaped, her body had undergone countless regenerations. And every time Qian Xunji destroyed her, some of his Angel power—and even divine power—remained in her body, completely saturating her. Unless the Rakshasa God personally intervened or she trained in a place like the City of Slaughter, where evil energy thrived, she couldn't fully recover.
But Qian Xunji underestimated the Rakshasa God's plan. The god wanted Bibi Dong to ascend to the level of God King, and to do so, she had to accumulate hatred and resentment—making her reborn body, a crystal of pure evil thoughts, stronger. The Angel power inside her was like a burning fire, torturing her constantly, sharpening her will and feeding her hatred for Qian Xunji. For the Rakshasa God, this was ideal. Helping her or letting her train in the City of Slaughter would defeat the purpose—hiding her in a remote forest or village would be far more effective.
That night, under a starry sky, Qian Renchuan traveled in a massive carriage en route to the City of Slaughter. The carriage even used basic soul device technology, offering excellent shock absorption. It was extremely stable, with a private bath and restroom—like a mobile five-star hotel.
"Xiaochuan, we'll arrive at Element City tomorrow. Please be careful in the City of Slaughter. It's a living hell. You must survive and come back!"
Lying on the soft bed with one hand behind his head, Qian Renchuan replied, "Don't worry, Bing'er. I will walk out of there. I, Qian Renchuan, will never lose to any of those born-evil Tang Clan bastards!"
On the warm bed, Qian Renchuan and Shui Bing'er lay together. The blanket was cozy, but strangely, Shui Bing'er's skin still radiated a cool chill. If he ever felt too warm, all he had to do was hug her and instantly feel refreshed.
"Mm! Bing'er, what are you doing?"
Qian Renchuan suddenly cried out in surprise—he felt a cool, soft hand undressing him, while another was groping around and grabbed his "little Xiaochuan." It reacted instinctively, rising as if it had a will of its own.
He had never crossed the line with Shui Bing'er, his fiancée. In his mind, reaching that step should never be something he demanded. It had to come from her—when she fully trusted him and was ready to give herself willingly.
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