Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor-Chapter 189: Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor []

At this moment, Chen Ming finally remembered that he had just accepted the Angel God's divine trials. Although the first trial was essentially a freebie, the remaining six trials could still bring him significant benefits.

Sensing the glowing cocoon in his mind, Chen Ming inquired about the next divine trial's task. As the cocoon pulsed slightly, the details of the second trial appeared in his mind:

["Angel Seven Trials, Second Trial: Defeat Thousand-ton Douluo and Demon-slaying Douluo. Reward: One level of soul power increase. Time limit: 100 years."]

Looking at his second trial, Chen Ming slowly typed out a question mark in his mind.

Defeating two titled Douluos, who also happened to have super martial souls, and the reward was just a single level of soul power?

Come on, man, isn't that a bit stingy? Couldn't you at least throw in something else?

Chen Ming wanted to complain, but then he thought about how he had already gained access to the Angel God's and previous High Priests' swordsmanship by touching the Angelic Holy Sword. Not only that, but his martial soul had been strengthened, and he had gained the ability to fly through the Angel God's statue. Plus, he had received a free soul ring for the first trial at the 50th level.

Alright, considering the Angel God's limited resources—apart from the Holy Sword and the Angelic God Armor—there wasn't much else left to offer.

Getting a single level of soul power was still better than nothing, right? Who knew? Maybe the later divine trials would offer better rewards. After all, this was only the second trial.

Comforting himself with these thoughts, Chen Ming opened his eyes. A violent aura flickered around him for a brief moment. After absorbing the right palm bone, Chen Ming's five fingers had transformed into five sharp blades. As he flexed his fingers slightly, the sound of the air being torn apart echoed faintly.

Although Chen Ming hadn't displayed any hostility and was merely moving his fingers, the onlookers couldn't help but feel as though they were being slashed by sharp blades. The weakest among them, Qian Renxue, even took a step back involuntarily. It wasn't until she grabbed onto Qian Daoliu's hand that she managed to calm herself.

This overwhelming pressure came from the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's soul bone, which had surpassed the 100,000-year mark and undergone a process of restoration to its original power. If a soul master with a bear-type martial soul were present, nine out of ten of them would have knelt before Chen Ming under this pressure.

"As expected of you. This soul bone poses no threat to you."

Qian Daoliu had given up trying to figure out how strange Chen Ming truly was.

In Qian Daoliu's mind, Chen Ming was already akin to a deity descended upon the mortal world. As such, any strange or inexplicable occurrences surrounding him were simply par for the course.

Qian Daoliu distributed the remaining soul bones to Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo. Chrysanthemum Douluo took the pair of Elephant soul bones, while Ghost Douluo took the soul bone and leg bone intended for agility-type Titled Douluos.

Even for someone of Qian Daoliu's status, producing five high-quality, high-value soul bones at once still caused him some heartache.

Despite the conflicts he had with the current Pope, Bibi Dong, as the Grand Worship, Qian Daoliu had dutifully handed over most of the power within Spirit Hall, including the treasury accumulated over generations. Under their compromise, treasures such as soul bones could only be withdrawn with mutual agreement.

Qian Daoliu didn't have the habit of sneaking treasures from Spirit Hall's vault for himself. As such, these five soul bones were his private collection, treasures that had been with him for decades.

Aside from the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear soul bone, which was traditionally passed down by the Grand Worships, the remaining four were spoils of war from Qian Daoliu's travels across the continent.

However, unlike soul bones obtained from soul beasts, these soul bones were dropped by high-level soul masters.

It was well known that the probability of obtaining soul bones from high-level soul masters was much higher than from high-year soul beasts. There was even a chance of a mass drop.

Although Qian Daoliu had a calm temperament now, he hadn't always been so composed in his youth. During his travels across the continent, he encountered many injustices and personally dealt with numerous high-level soul masters. These soul bones were the spoils of his righteous battles.

This was similar to how most of the Clear Sky Clan's soul bones had actually been loot by Tang Chen during his travels across the continent.

Most major sects were like this. Nearly every Titled Douluo at the Super Douluo level had experienced obtaining a soul bone from another high-level soul master.

For Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, this was essentially a windfall. Although they had only recently taken Chen Ming in as a disciple and shared some of their knowledge with him—Chrysanthemum Douluo had even compiled his herbal knowledge into a book for Chen Ming—neither of them had expected anything in return, at least not immediately.

In their minds, as long as Chen Ming grew strong enough in a few decades to bring them fame across the continent, that would be enough. They hadn't anticipated that Chen Ming would surprise them so soon.

Regardless of political alliances, a soul bone was a tangible reward. As seasoned veterans, they trusted Spirit Hall, but they trusted their strength even more.

Their positions as elders in Spirit Hall were not only due to their contributions but also because their strength was among the best on the entire continent. Their combined martial soul fusion technique made them even more formidable.

It was this combination of merit and strength that made them second only to one in Spirit Hall's hierarchy.

Had Qian Daoliu offered these soul bones earlier, they might have seriously considered siding with the Worship Hall. After all, Bibi Dong was notoriously... stingy.

While gold coins and authority were plentiful, soul bones were rarely mentioned.

For example, when they accompanied Bibi Dong into the depths of the Star Dou Forest to hunt 100,000-year-old soul beasts, facing the combined fury of the Azure Bull Python, Titan Giant Ape, and an accompanying 100,000-year-old Soft Bone Rabbit, they risked their lives.

Yet upon their return, Bibi Dong merely rewarded them with gold soul coins and rare materials, without so much as mentioning soul bones.

At present, the pair only had a single 10,000-year soul bone between them—one Ghost Douluo had obtained years ago while hunting a soul ring.

As for 1,000-year soul bones, while they had acquired some after becoming Titled Douluos, those were utterly useless to their capabilities at that level. They would rather leave their slots empty than waste them on a 1,000-year soul bone.

With debts of gratitude settled, Qian Daoliu moved on to discuss future matters.

Since Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo didn't wish to choose sides, Qian Daoliu didn't force them. He only asked that they inform Bibi Dong about the attack on Qian Renxue and observe her emotional response, reporting back to him afterward.

Qian Renxue was paying close attention to Qian Daoliu's words. She clung tightly to his hand, biting her lip anxiously.

Qian Renxue was proud, yet starved for affection. Her twisted origins meant she had never experienced maternal love, and her years undercover in Spirit Hall often left her questioning reality. At times, she even doubted whether she was Spirit Hall's Qian Renxue or Heaven Dou Empire's Crown Prince, Xue Qinghe.

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Some people's childhoods heal them for life; others spend their whole lives healing from their childhoods.

Qian Renxue, with her dual identities, could have everything she wanted—except the one thing she truly desired. As such, what she could not attain became infinitely more precious.

As a neglected child, she had never felt maternal love. From the moment she could remember, she sought it from Bibi Dong, only to be met with cold malice and even murderous intent time and time again.

As she grew older, the repeated blows made the proud Qian Renxue reluctant to show any vulnerability before that woman. Yet she couldn't let go of the things her childhood self had been denied.

Having lost her father and the fatherly love he provided, Qian Renxue clung desperately to the idea of maternal love, to the point of obsession. She wanted to approach her mother, but she feared rejection.

PS: Qian Renxue deserved a happy ending in every Douluo Fanfic <3