Chapter 2: He Must Inherit My Angel God Position!

Qian Daoliu soared through the sky, holding Qian Renxue in one arm and Qian Renfeng in the other. But Renfeng's small hand wouldn't stay still—it kept sneaking over toward Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue didn't mind at all. Her little six-year-old brother—what could he possibly understand? To her, it was just childish playfulness.

Soon, the three of them landed on a special plot of land Spirit Hall had prepared just for Qian Renfeng.

The moment they touched down, all the worshippers and soul masters nearby dropped to one knee in perfect unison, voices filled with reverence. However, this respect wasn't directed at Renfeng—it was entirely for Qian Daoliu, from the depths of their hearts.

"Greetings, Grand Worship!"

Qian Daoliu scanned the area and nodded in approval. The preparations were thorough—so much so that even he couldn't find fault with anything.

The entire region had been carefully cleared. Nearly all soul beasts above 2,000 years had been removed. At most, a few 1,000-year-level beasts remained—perfectly suitable for Qian Renfeng's needs.

Golden Crocodile Douluo, both powerful and the leader of this hunting operation, stepped forward and reported:

"Grand Worship, we've completely mapped out all the soul beast locations in this area. The hunt can begin at any time!"

Qian Daoliu nodded again. Golden Crocodile was decisive and experienced—he was trustworthy for something as delicate as soul ring absorption.

"Good. Then let's begin."

"Find a soul beast no older than 500 years. Preferably a bird-type."

Qian Daoliu was extremely cautious when it came to soul ring absorption. As far as he was concerned, the Angel God had only instructed them to help Renfeng obtain his first soul ring—not what color it had to be.

Even Qian Renxue's first soul ring had only been a yellow hundred-year ring. Spirit Hall had always been careful, and now, with a god's successor involved, caution was paramount.

This was a personally chosen successor of the Angel God. Everything had to be done in line with the divine trial.

As for the soul ring's age? That could be increased later through the divine tests.

Before long, Golden Crocodile Douluo produced a Three-Eyed Azure Luan—a bird-type soul beast with mixed ancient bloodlines.

He gently placed the creature on the ground, then pulled out a dagger from who knows where and handed it to Qian Renfeng with care.

"Young Master, the weak spot is its third eye. Strike swiftly to minimize its suffering."

Qian Renfeng took the dagger and, without hesitation, drove it into the soul beast's third eye with lightning speed. His movement was clean and precise.

A deep yellow soul ring rose from the Azure Luan's body. Qian Daoliu immediately instructed him:

"Quick! Use your soul power to draw the ring into your body!"

Qian Renfeng focused, feeling the soul power within him. He projected it outward and guided the ring into his body. Almost instantly, the Angel God's voice echoed in his mind:

[Congratulations on completing the Angel God's First Trial: Absorb your first soul ring. Reward: One 99,999-year soul bone!]

As soon as the voice faded, a soul bone shot out from Spirit Hall and into the Angel God's hand before quickly merging into Qian Renfeng's body.

To ease the process, the Angel God even partially refined the soul bone beforehand, making it more compatible with his physique.

But before the absorption was even complete, another voice rang out.

[Congratulations on completing the Asura God's First Trial: Kill a soul beast. Reward: One 100,000-year soul ring!]

A blood-red soul ring suddenly appeared in the sky, as if it had been waiting all along. It shot toward Qian Renfeng with incredible speed—so fast that even Qian Daoliu couldn't react in time—and fused into his body.

Renfeng let out a cry of pain. The blood-colored ring instantly attached itself to the Shura Demon Sword, though most of its power was sealed within the sword. Only a small portion was currently usable.

Still, on the surface of the Shura Demon Sword, that 100,000-year soul ring glowed ominously.

The Angel God exploded in rage:

"Asura! How can you set the same trials as me?!"

"You've broken the rules again!"

But the Asura God answered coldly, showing no regard for her fury:

"The same? How is it the same?"

"I told him to kill a soul beast, not to absorb it."

The Angel God was left speechless. As much as she hated it, she couldn't deny his logic. And unfortunately, with the two Divine Kings still yet to mature, even the Divine Realm Council might not be able to restrain him.

The Angel God gritted her teeth:

[Fine! In that case—]

[Angel God's Second Trial: Meditate in the Angel Temple for ten days, focusing solely on soul power cultivation. Reward: Unlock Angel Domain skill — Holy Angel Sword!]

But the Asura God immediately followed up:

[Asura God's Second Trial: Meditate anywhere in the Douluo Continent for three days. Reward: Another 100,000-year soul ring and unlock Shura Demon Sword's divine domain — Asura!]

Two nearly identical trials.

In essence, completing the Angel God's trial would automatically fulfill the Asura God's.

The Angel God was furious, letting loose a torrent of curses.

But the Asura God wasn't about to be outdone—he had grown through bitter hardship in the Dust Realm. He returned her insults with his own, trading barbs in Qian Renfeng's mind like two squabbling titans.

Renfeng heard everything.

But honestly? He didn't mind at all.

Let them argue.

Two gods fighting meant he got to enjoy the rewards. Not only did he receive divine inheritance missions from both, but he also started with a near-100,000-year soul bone and a 100,000-year soul ring.

This was beyond hitting the jackpot.

If I can't become a god in this lifetime, then who can?!

Meanwhile, Qian Daoliu could vaguely sense the Angel God's presence nearby, though her exact location remained unclear.

Only when Qian Renfeng finished absorbing the soul ring and stood up did her divine presence finally descend directly into Qian Daoliu's mind.

[Angel God's Second Trial: Ten days of soul power cultivation within the Angel Temple. Reward: Divine Skill — Holy Angel Sword.]

But her once-divine tone now sounded like she had just come out of a shouting match—furious and flustered.

Still, Qian Daoliu dared not ask questions. He was only her messenger—her servant.

Moments later, her voice rang out again, but this time, all divine dignity had vanished:

[Qian Daoliu! Train that boy well!]

[He must inherit my position as the Angel God!]