Chapter 108: The More I Think About It, The Angrier I Get

Lin An did not hesitate for a second and decisively made the exchange. Five thousand soul points for three Titled Douluo experience cards was a bargain by any calculation. Furthermore, with his strength elevated to the Titled Douluo realm, Lin An was confident that no matter how formidable Qian Xunji might be, he would absolutely not be his match.

"Daring to plot against me? Even if you are Qian Renxue's father, I am going to teach you a lesson today!" Lin An muttered with excitement as he heard the notification of a successful exchange.

Whether in the Battle Through the Heavens plane or this Douluo plane, Lin An had never been the most powerful individual. At most, he could act as a local tyrant in minor regions, but in the presence of true masters, he was clearly out of his depth. Take Qian Xunji, for example; the current Lin An would have no choice but to flee if he faced him, and without the Yama Space, he might not even have had that chance. Now that he had an opportunity to experience such power, Lin An naturally would not let it pass.

Just as Qian Xunji was preparing to give up on Lin An and depart, he suddenly discovered that Lin An’s figure had appeared out of thin air before him once again.

"Could it be that you never left this place?" Qian Xunji thought in shock. It was highly likely that Lin An had used his own soul skills to remain in place, which was why he hadn't detected him. This ability was quite interesting.

"Does it make any difference whether I left or not?" Lin An replied.

"True. If you had continued to hold out for a while longer, I might have left, and you could have emerged, or perhaps waited for Qian Renxue to arrive, potentially saving your life. But now that you have appeared before me, you have only yourself to blame!" Qian Xunji looked at Lin An, the murderous intent in his eyes undisguised.

"Is that so? I had originally intended to wait until you were gone before appearing; that would have been the safest course. But as I pondered, I realized that taking a step back to save my life went against the spirit of a hot-blooded man. The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. So, as you see, I have appeared before you." Lin An stated.

Qian Xunji looked at Lin An as if he were an idiot. He began to doubt his previous assessment of Lin An—was his suspicion that Lin An was a mastermind merely a delusion? Was he actually just a hot-headed rookie who was easy to control?

"I'll give you one more chance. Consume this poison pill and pledge your loyalty to me, and I will spare your life!" Qian Xunji continued.

"Are you so certain you have me in the palm of your hand?" Lin An retorted.

"Unless a miracle happens today, no one can save you!" Qian Xunji said coldly.

"Perhaps a miracle really will happen?"

No sooner had the words left his lips than the soul rings on Lin An’s body began to light up one by one, followed by a powerful aura belonging to a Titled Douluo. His Dragon-Elephant martial soul let out a heaven-shaking roar and appeared behind him out of thin air. Upon reaching the Titled Douluo level, the Dragon-Elephant seemed to have reached adulthood; the terrifying aura it released was enough to make anyone tremble just by looking at it.

"This pressure... a Titled Douluo has appeared in Heaven Dou City? This is the Imperial City—who has the audacity to act so recklessly here?" Many people muttered in disbelief. The Heaven Dou Empire had Titled Douluo powerhouses in the open, and it was unknown how many remained in the shadows.

"That direction... is that where Lin An lives?" Qian Renxue reacted instantly. Just as she was about to leave the Soul Master Tournament to find him, she spotted a colossal figure standing in the firmament. The figure was one she knew all too well—it was Lin An. She never imagined that Lin An was hiding so much, that he was actually a Titled Douluo. But was a Titled Douluo of such a young age even possible?

Because Lin An had just left the tournament grounds, many people instantly recognized him and gasped in shock. They never expected that the Lin An who had just single-handedly taken on an entire team was actually a Titled Douluo. If that were the case, nothing was strange anymore.

"You possess the strength of a Titled Douluo? How is this possible? You look to be no more than twenty years old; this level of power is not something you should possess." Qian Xunji said. Recalling Lin An’s previous odd behavior, he was certain that this power was not Lin An’s own, but derived from external means. Even so, it was still shocking; not even the Spirit Hall possessed such capabilities. Lin An held too many secrets. If the Spirit Hall could master such a technique, they would have no need for schemes; they could simply rely on absolute power to crush the entire Douluo Continent and become its true masters.

"Very well, you have piqued my interest even more. Rest assured, when I capture you this time, I won't kill you immediately!" Qian Xunji declared. His own martial soul appeared behind him: the Six-Winged Angel, identical to the one Qian Renxue once possessed.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black! As the former Pope of the Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji’s soul rings were naturally perfectly aligned with his level.

"Are you so sure you can take me? It would be a shame if you lost face by being beaten to a pulp by me in front of Qian Renxue later!" Lin An said coldly.

"If the two of you wish to duel, please move to a less populated area. If you harm the citizens of Heaven Dou City, the Heaven Dou Empire will not stand idly by." Just as the two were about to clash, an elderly voice echoed, clearly issuing a warning.

Qian Xunji did not respond, but he flew toward the high sky. Seeing this, Lin An followed.

Qian Renxue watched the familiar martial soul and figure in the sky, unable to fathom how the person fighting Lin An was her father, Qian Xunji. How could this be? She couldn't understand it. Shouldn't her father be at the Spirit Hall? Why was he in Heaven Dou City, battling Lin An? Unfortunately, as she was currently posing as Xue Qinghe, she could not leave immediately and could only pray that Lin An would be safe.

"Soul Skill: Angelic Holy Sword!" Qian Xunji summoned the Angelic Holy Sword. With his Titled Douluo strength, the sword he summoned was incomparable to the one Qian Renxue had used. Holy and noble golden light enveloped the blade, burning like golden flames.

"Soul Skill: Angelic Light Blades!" Qian Xunji opened with his most powerful attack. Countless blades of light appeared in the firmament, transforming into streams of light that surged directly toward Lin An.