Douluo: I Became Qian Xunji, The Secret Chamber Douluo!

Qian Xunji reached out and grasped the soul bone, which radiated a gentle yet dense energy, crystal clear and translucent. 

Qian Jun and Jiang Mo couldn't hide the heat in their eyes as they gazed at the soul bone. After all, who would ever think they had too many soul bones? They were incredibly rare treasures. 

For a Titled Douluo, possessing even one soul bone was already an extraordinary feat. Despite being backed by Spirit Hall and their family's inheritance of soul bones, neither Qian Jun nor Jiang Mo had a complete set. 

"Two elders, please guard me," Qian Xunji said. 

Without hesitation, he sat cross-legged and began absorbing the soul bone. 

Although the Angel Clan possessed a set of six Angelic Soul Bones, each at 99,999 years, they could only evolve into full-fledged hundred-thousand-year soul bones when all six were absorbed. However, absorbing all six required reaching Rank 100. 

Since it was impossible to absorb them fully at his current level, those bones would eventually have to be removed and either returned to the clan or passed on to future generations. So, he might as well absorb this soul bone now. 

As for whether the original Qian Xunji, who was known for his pride, would have absorbed it—he probably wouldn't have. 

But as the Young Master of Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji had to acknowledge that this was the first soul bone he had ever absorbed. 

The moment the absorption began, a blue radiance enveloped him. 

Soul bones were more valuable than soul rings not only because they were harder to obtain and could be passed down through generations but also because there was no soul power limitation for absorbing them. In other words, if someone was lucky enough to acquire one, they could absorb a hundred-thousand-year soul bone even at Rank 1. 

After half a day, Qian Xunji successfully absorbed the soul bone. His eyes opened, a flash of blue light flickering in his pupils. His gaze became noticeably clearer and brighter, and his mind felt as if it had been expanded. His thoughts were now sharper, and with a concentrated effort, he could perceive everything within a five-kilometer radius. 

"Congratulations, Young Master!" 

Qian Jun and Jiang Mo offered their sincere congratulations. 

"Though the Young Master's cultivation has just reached Spirit Douluo level, his spiritual power has already surpassed that of most Titled Douluo!" 

"There's no need for excessive formalities, Elders," Qian Xunji said. "Later, when I battle the soul beast, I ask that you only guard me and drive away any interfering creatures." 

With that, the three of them ventured deeper into Star Dou Forest in search of a suitable soul beast. 

Star Dou Forest 

The deeper they traveled, the denser the spiritual energy became. The rich energy accelerated the cultivation of the soul beasts that lived within, but with limited space available, the weaker ones were inevitably driven to the outskirts. 

Survival of the fittest—the eternal law of the world. 

As the heir of Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji had access to the vast knowledge stored in the Spirit Hall Library, making his theoretical knowledge exceptionally deep. 

Obtaining a soul ring required a perfect match with one's martial soul in terms of attributes. The higher the year limit of the beast and the better the compatibility, the stronger the resulting soul ring. 

According to theoretical knowledge, choosing a soul ring was similar to selecting a soul bone—only the most suitable ones would unleash their full potential. A soul ring, once absorbed, became one with the body and martial soul. 

When a soul skill was activated, a portion of the soul master's soul power would be drawn into the soul ring, merging with the energy within it. The soul ring then served as a vessel, shaping the power according to the laws embedded within, thus unleashing the soul skill. 

Only soul rings with attributes most compatible with the martial soul allowed for smooth energy flow and maximum power. Additionally, when a soul ring fused with the body and martial soul, it would either enhance the martial soul or, in the worst cases, deteriorate it. 

This was why, for example, a fire-attribute martial soul absorbing an ice-attribute soul ring would not only render that soul skill useless but could also negatively impact future cultivation. 

Encountering the Two-Winged Radiant White Tiger 

After three days and nights of searching, Qian Xunji and his group finally located a soul beast that radiated an intense aura of light. 

It was an Eight-meter-long, Seventy-five-thousand-year-old Two-Winged Radiant White Tiger.

The beast's body was covered in white fur as sharp as steel needles, adorned with black stripes. Its four limbs were thick and powerful, brimming with explosive strength. The tiger's four fangs, each over thirty centimeters long, gleamed with a faint golden light—more than enough to tear through anything. 

The Radiant White Tiger fixed its golden pupils on Qian Xunji's group, particularly on Qian Jun and Jiang Mo, with wariness. 

At its level of cultivation, its intelligence was not far behind that of a human. The overwhelming presence of the two elders made it feel the threat of death—it knew they were most likely Titled Douluo. 

A Titled Douluo escorting a weaker individual into the depths of the forest? The meaning was obvious. 

They were here for its soul ring. 

"Two Elders, please guard me!" 

Qian Xunji took two steps forward. Two yellow, two purple, and three black soul rings emerged beneath him as the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul spread its wings behind him. 

Qian Jun spoke in a grave tone, "Young Master, this is unwise! A Seventy-five-thousand-year-old Radiant White Tiger has power comparable to a Titled Douluo. This soul beast should be left to us!" 

"That is exactly why I need the two Elders to guard me," Qian Xunji replied. "If I truly encounter a life-threatening situation, I trust that you will intervene." 

His fifth soul ring lit up, and a dazzling golden flame condensed into a magnificent longsword in his hand. 

Fifth Soul Skill—Holy Sword.

Seeing how much trust Qian Xunji placed in them, Qian Jun and Jiang Mo could not let him down. 

Nine soul rings appeared beneath their feet—two yellow, two purple, and five black. 

In their hands, two massive Dragon Staffs, one glowing red and the other blue, materialized. 

Boom! 

The overwhelming soul power of two Titled Douluo erupted, driving away the surrounding soul beasts. This cleared a battlefield for Qian Xunji and ensured they could intervene the moment he was in danger. 

Qian Xunji pointed his sword at the Radiant White Tiger. 

"Soul beast, at your level, you should be able to understand my words. Your fate is already sealed—you are bound to die. If you resist, you may have a chance to drag me down with you." 

"ROAR!" 

The Two-Winged Radiant White Tiger let out a furious roar, its golden vertical pupils bursting with murderous intent. Black tiger stripes began to glow faintly like flickering fireflies, and its wings unfurled. 

Qian Xunji's words were true. In this situation, it was doomed. If it had to die, it might as well take him down with it. 

Boom! 

The ground beneath its paws suddenly caved in, and the tiger transformed into a golden flash, lunging toward Qian Xunji at an astonishing speed. 

Its jaws opened wide, its head twisting at a perfect ninety-degree angle as its four enormous fangs aimed directly at his waist, ready to tear him in half. 

Second Soul Skill—Angel's Wings. 

A pair of translucent wings appeared behind Qian Xunji, and his body became momentarily ethereal. 

The Radiant White Tiger's deadly bite passed straight through him. 

Angel's Wings—immune to all physical attacks and 50% of energy-based attacks.

As the tiger passed through his phantom-like body, Qian Xunji, whose reaction speed had been drastically enhanced by his Wisdom Head Soul Bone, struck out. 

His Holy Sword sliced through the tiger's underarm—blood gushed like a crimson fountain!