Chapter 62: Special Attribute Development, Qian Daoliu's Shock
"Treatment…"
Qian Renxue froze for a moment and looked down.
Her clothes were torn, her body covered in wounds, and more than half of her proud, delicate figure was exposed.
Only after her attention returned to her body did the intense pain from every part finally surge in.
Yet, for some reason, mixed within the agony was a strange sense of… exhilaration?
Every pulse of pain from her wounds reminded her of Zhu Zhuqing's intensely aggressive gaze earlier, as well as the scene of being thoroughly beaten by her.
Especially when she thought about how, in the future, she would conquer Zhu Zhuqing.
A feeling of accomplishment so overwhelming that it made her legs weak and her soul tremble instantly swept through her.
"Zhu Zhuqing… I will conquer you!"
High in the sky, Porcupinefish Douluo gripped Zhu Zhuqing's shoulder and flew at full speed toward Spirit City.
The night wind howled past them. The girl looked down upon the land below, her heart filled with mixed emotions.
"Little Kitty, if you want to ask something, just ask. If you bottle it up, I'll feel sorry for you."
Inside the spiritual sea, Bai Lu spoke in his usual carefree tone.
"Why did you control my body earlier and say those things to her?"
Zhu Zhuqing asked hesitantly, yet impatiently.
"Say what?"
Bai Lu chuckled.
"That she might be the one who gets conquered in the end?"
"…Do you really have thoughts about her?"
Zhu Zhuqing felt somewhat uncomfortable.
It felt as if the dried fish that belonged to her had suddenly been shared with another cat.
"Of course."
Bai Lu did not hide his thoughts.
"Qian Renxue, the inheritor of the Angel God. Don't you think conquering her would be interesting?"
"If we can conquer and win her over, it would be much easier than dealing with other gods."
"…"
Zhu Zhuqing remained silent, but her feelings were completely revealed in her heart.
"What? Are you jealous?"
Bai Lu seemed to notice something and asked teasingly.
"No."
Zhu Zhuqing's little face stiffened.
"Don't worry, little kitty."
Bai Lu comforted her gently.
"No matter what happens in the future, I will always stay by your side. No one can take me away from you."
"Your place in my heart is unique."
"…"
Zhu Zhuqing said nothing. She simply closed her eyes quietly.
Within the spiritual sea, she manifested herself and hugged Bai Lu tightly.
"Relax. Didn't I promise to help you mine gold for the rest of your life?"
Bai Lu gently stroked the little kitty's back.
"Who asked for your help?"
The girl's face flushed red as she protested loudly.
"Well, that works too. If you don't need my help, then I can save some energy to help other people instead."
Bai Lu spoke seriously.
"Mining is physical work, after all. I think quite a few girls might need my help."
"Then… you'd better help me instead…"
"Don't worry. I'll definitely help until you're completely satisfied."
Seeing the girl's face turn so red that it looked ready to drip blood, Bai Lu burst out laughing.
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The rest of the journey passed in silence.
Porcupinefish Douluo flew at full speed, his velocity astonishing.
Before dawn arrived, they had already successfully reached Spirit City.
Looking down from high above, the entire city was shaped like a hexagon.
Both the Pope Hall and the Douluo Hall stood atop the hill in the center of the city.
Porcupinefish Douluo brought Zhu Zhuqing into the quiet Douluo Hall.
The moment she stepped into the hall, the pores on her body suddenly tightened.
At the innermost side of the hall stood a handsome middle-aged man, gazing up at a pure gold statue of a Six-Winged Angel.
"Grand Worship, the Young Miss has sent a letter."
Porcupinefish Douluo stepped forward and respectfully presented the letter with both hands.
"Mm."
Qian Daoliu raised his hand slightly, and the letter automatically flew into his palm.
He unfolded the paper and began reading. His brows furrowed slightly before gradually relaxing again.
After finishing the letter, his gaze fell upon Zhu Zhuqing.
"Twelve years old. Rank 48. Independently hunted and killed a fifty-thousand-year Shadow Spirit Cat. And even defeated Xue'er."
Qian Daoliu's voice was calm.
"In her letter, Xue'er did not hesitate to praise you highly."
"Greetings, Grand Worship."
Zhu Zhuqing bowed slightly.
"No need for formalities."
Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back.
"Xue'er said she wants us old fellows to guide you."
"Mm."
Zhu Zhuqing did not deny it.
"Not bad. You have courage."
Qian Daoliu observed her. Seeing no change in her expression, he gave a brief compliment.
But then his tone suddenly changed.
"However, courage alone is not enough."
"You wish to have a group of Titled Douluo instruct you. Do you truly possess the qualifications?"
The moment he finished speaking, a terrifying pressure suddenly descended.
It felt as though the weight of the entire angel statue had been pressed onto Zhu Zhuqing's body.
Zhu Zhuqing felt her body sink, yet she stood there without making a sound.
"Oh?"
A trace of surprise flashed through Qian Daoliu's eyes.
The pressure he had just released was equivalent to that of a rank 70 Soul Saint.
Yet a rank 48 girl managed to withstand it so easily?
He increased the pressure further.
71… 75…
Cold sweat began forming on Zhu Zhuqing's forehead, and faint cracking sounds came from her bones.
Her body began to sway as she gradually approached her limit.
Seeing that the girl still intended to rely purely on physical endurance to resist, Bai Lu quickly said,
"There's no need to hide your abilities. Other than the Hell White Tiger, White Tiger Slaughter Formation, and flight, you can display everything."
"White Tiger Killing God Transformation!"
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes turned crimson as blood-colored light burst from her body.
Her killing intent solidified into something almost tangible, forcibly tearing open a slight gap in the oppressive pressure.
"Hmm?"
Qian Daoliu raised an eyebrow and increased the pressure again, this time to the level of a Soul Douluo.
"Boom!"
Zhu Zhuqing felt as if a massive mountain had crashed down on her.
Her legs began trembling, and it felt as though her bones could shatter at any moment.
But she did not fall.
The Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone activated its healing ability, while the black crystal-like Eight Spider Lances emerged from her back, swaying like wings.
With her physique drastically enhanced, the girl actually managed to endure the Soul Douluo-level pressure.
"So this is the external soul bone?"
Qian Daoliu's eyes sharpened as he increased the pressure again.
"Hmph!"
Zhu Zhuqing groaned softly as the Eight Spider Lances behind her moved together, stabbing into the luxurious floor tiles to support her body.
"Ugh!"
In her dazed state, strange spiderweb-like patterns suddenly appeared across her forehead.
Golden light circulated through her dark gold left hand, releasing a force that resisted both gravity and pressure.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound came from the girl's back.
The golden glow from her left hand spread toward her left shoulder, nearly covering her entire left arm in dark gold.
The fusion between the Eight Spider Lances, the dark gold left hand, and her body increased even further.
Even the medicinal power of the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Infernal Delicate Apricot within her body, which had not yet fully fused, began rapidly digesting under this intense pressure.
"This is… a left arm bone? Something seems different."
Qian Daoliu narrowed his eyes and spoke:
"Unexpected. You can withstand the pressure of an 88th-rank Soul Douluo. No wonder you could defeat Xue'er so easily while using only half your strength."
"Your trial is finished."
"Continue."
Zhu Zhuqing straightened her body and looked directly at him.
"You may."
Qian Daoliu gazed deeply into the girl's eyes before raising the pressure to rank 89.
"Ugh!"
Zhu Zhuqing's body, which had just straightened, bent again under the crushing weight.
A metallic taste filled her throat.
Blood began seeping from her seven orifices, yet her gaze remained stubborn.
Her left leg bone activated frantically, maintaining her body with both endurance and healing.
This scene even moved Qian Daoliu.
"Little girl, you are very strong."
He tried to maintain a calm tone as he said,
"The rank 89 pressure I am releasing is almost comparable to the pressure of other Titled Douluo. You have already passed perfectly."
"Continue."
Zhu Zhuqing suddenly spoke.
"What did you say?"
Qian Daoliu thought he had misheard.
"I said,"
Zhu Zhuqing gritted her teeth and forced her body upright.
Her catlike eyes, filled with killing intent, stared directly at Qian Daoliu.
"Increase the pressure… further."
As soon as she finished speaking, her black hair rapidly faded, turning white with streaks of dark ink.
Her claws transformed into tiger paws, her ears into tiger ears.
Her slender body grew slightly stronger.
On her forehead, a blood-red "King" character appeared.
At her feet, a solitary black soul ring suddenly radiated light.
"White Tiger… Vajra Transformation!"
Golden light erupted from her body, intertwining with the blood-colored killing intent.
Her figure instantly became powerful and agile, standing upright against the overwhelming pressure.
"White Tiger?!"
Qian Daoliu's pupils suddenly contracted.
Porcupinefish Douluo stared in complete shock and instinctively cried out:
"Twin martial souls?!"
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End of Chapter