Chapter 31: Holy Angel and Fallen Angel
After washing up, Qian Ran began to sit on the bed and practice.
Concerning cultivation, he hasn't slackened off in the past few days.
Relying on the majestic soul power accumulated in the past few days, Qian Ran easily broke through to level twenty-five.
Qian Ran's focus these days is not on cultivating soul power. Otherwise, with his cultivation speed, he would have broken through several levels. Qian Ran has been busy refining Electrolux's undead power, and with Qian Renxue's help, everything goes smoothly.
With their help, Tang Ya's Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit is moving in the direction of the Evil Martial Spirit. Isn't he like this? His angel martial soul had begun to mutate faintly.
It is estimated that when his martial soul is completely mutated, no one will be able to recognize his martial soul as a seraph.
"Let's just do it all at once."
Qian Ran murmured in his heart. In the past few days, he had almost refined Electrolux's evil power in batches. But now, they must work together to completely integrate these into the angel martial soul. With Qian Renxue's previous experience, there shouldn't be much of a problem. Besides, Qian Renxue was still paying attention to him, so an accident was even less likely to happen.
"What an evil force."
Wang Dong'er woke up from her practice and looked in Qian Ran's direction in horror.
Qian Ran's body suddenly erupted with terrible evil energy, and that kind of malevolent thought made her instantly uneasy, even having violent and bloodthirsty thoughts. This evil aura can even affect people's sanity.
She quickly released the goddess of light Butterfly Wuhun to resist this terrible evil force.
"What's this?"
"Isn't Qian Ran a seraph? How could his martial soul have such an aura that only dark soul masters have?"
If the person in front of her was not the familiar Qian Ran, she would have almost thought that a powerful figure suddenly appeared in the dormitory.
The dark soul master.
Light soul masters are very sensitive to the aura of dark soul masters. Qian Ran's aura gave her an extremely evil feeling. That kind of corrupt, evil, sinful power had some influence on Wang Dong'er's mind.
Fortunately, Wang Dong'er's martial spirit is the goddess of light Butterfly.
Wang Dong'er was a little worried about Qian Ran's condition. At this time, Qian Ran's body was surrounded by dark gray energy. The pure aura of death made Wang Dong'er feel that Qian Ran had just climbed out of a pile of corpses.
Electrolux is the Scourge of the Undead, the god of death. It can be said that he is the ancestor and nemesis of the dark soul master.
Behind Qian Ran, the Seraphim martial spirit possessed him.
The appearance of the golden light, which represented bright and sacred light, lessened the oppressive atmosphere in the room.
In Wang Dong'er's horrified and incomprehensible eyes, these gray energy and golden energy were not incompatible but coexisted in a strange way.
At this moment, Qian Ran's martial spirit also began to change.
All the original angel soul power gathered on the left side of the angel martial soul, while the evil undead power entrenched on the right side.
Qian Ran's entire figure was divided into two halves, half sacred, half evil, half light, and half dark.
"Ah!"
The severe pain caused by the fusion made large beads of sweat drip from Qian Ran's skin. Even if Electrolux's power is not so repulsive to the breath of light, it is still the power of the undead and the undead that are incompatible with the Seraphim.
However, this pain did not last too long and dissipated quickly.
Slowly, the two forces began to stabilize.
The Seraphim spirit, filled with both evil and divinity at the same time, looked bizarre.
Like Qian Renxue, he finally mastered that intoxicating power.
On one side are the Holy Angels, and on the other side are the Fallen Angels.
Qian Ran spread his hands, and as his soul power surged, one of his hands was burning with the holy fire of light, which could bring light and hope to the world. On the other hand, evil undead fire appeared, and the cold deathly aura was enough to chill anyone who saw it.
"The soul skills should also have changed." Qian Ran's mind moved, and the first soul ring under his body lit up, and countless bright energy gathered towards his hand.
If you use holy angel energy, your first soul skill will not change at all.
However, when the bright holy power in Qian Ran's hand dissipated and the first soul skill on his body lit up again, strange gray energy appeared in his hand again. His hand turned into a fist. When Qian Ran punched out, the destructive power of the fist filled with the pure power of death would be astonishing.
Even though the principles of soul skills are still the same, the differences in power attributes give each soul skill many possibilities. The power of the Holy Angel of Light has the property of dissolution, melting the opponent's soul power all the time in battle. The power of the undead has evil and terrifying devouring power and can invade the body, corroding the opponent's flesh and blood.
His angel martial soul has two hundred thousand year soul rings. Each hundred thousand year soul ring has two powerful soul skills.
But now, Qian Ran is equivalent to having eight soul skills.
Because the effect of using the same soul skill with the power of the Holy Angel is completely different from that of using the power of the Fallen Angel.
If the power of the Holy Angel represented on the left and the power of the Fallen Angel represented on the right are simultaneously fused together when releasing a soul skill, wouldn't it be equivalent to four more soul skills?
But for the time being, Qian Ran cannot use the two powers at the same time.
It would be good to be able to temporarily maintain a balance between the two powers in the martial soul. Qian Ran didn't want to do those dangerous experiments for the time being.
"Qian Ran, what's wrong with you? How did your martial spirit become like this?" Wang Dong'er was completely stunned.
Seraphim can be said to be the most powerful light-type martial spirit in the world, but now...although the pure divine light aura is still there, Qian Ran's martial spirit has added a pure undead power.
"I had an unexpected encounter before and gained this kind of necromantic ability. Then I suddenly had the idea to integrate these powers into the Seraphim. Unexpectedly, I succeeded." Qian Ran shrugged. He didn't want to tell Wang Dong'er about Electrolux for the time being.
The main reason is that Wang Dong'er's father Tang San is such a bitch.
Maybe Wang Dong'er had some tricks left by Tang San that he didn't know about.
He is not Tang San's opponent yet, so he must be as careful as possible.
"Are you crazy? You are so courageous!"
"How can you take such a risk? What should I do if something happens to you?"
Wang Dong'er said, tears couldn't stop flowing out.
She was worried to death just now. She thought Qian Ran had encountered an accident, and she was going to ask the teacher for help. Fortunately, Qian Ran was fine; otherwise, she would have been left a widow by Qian Ran.
'Am I going to be widowed at such a young age? I don't want.'
Wang Dong'er threw herself into Qian Ran's arms and started to cry. The look of pear blossoms with rain made Qian Ran feel very distressed.
Qian Ran found himself in a dilemma; the arduous practice was not to his liking.
"But, Dong'er, without rigorous training, how can I ensure victory against your father in the future?" he questioned, emphasizing the purpose behind his efforts. "I'm dedicating myself for our shared future!"
"Don't worry. I've taken precautions. I only act when certain," Qian Ran reassured Wang Dong'er, cradling her in his arms, savoring the essence of the girl who had just bathed.
Wang Dong'er, still teary-eyed, gazed at Qian Ran. "You can't take such risks in the future," she cautioned, her concern evident.
In moments of danger, the fear of losing Qian Ran overwhelmed her, and she couldn't bear the thought of enduring such pain again.
If Qian Ran's strength demands perpetual adventures, Wang Donger would prefer him to lead an ordinary life.
Qian Ran comforted Wang Donger with a childlike gentleness, and it took a considerable amount of time to soothe her. Qian Ran was gradually testing his newfound power. It could be asserted that without utilizing the Holy Angel of Light's abilities, he could now qualify as a proficient and potent evil soul master.
In terms of combat prowess, the effectiveness of an dark soul master is objectively formidable. With this newfound strength, the prospect of encountering malevolent soul masters on his journey no longer instilled fear. If the zealots from the Holy Spirit Church were aware of his current capabilities, they might revere him as a deity in the future.
This recognition could potentially open doors for a union with Ye Xishui, a legendary figure on the continent. As a powerful woman and with true love of two limit Douluo, she would likely be hailed as a goddess by those lunatics. The idea of bowing to her appealed to Qian Ran.
The allure of seeing Ye Xishui, a successful beauty, wearing flesh-colored stockings was undeniable.
Flesh-colored stockings happened to be one of Qian Ran's preferred types, albeit more fitting for mature women like shredded pork. White stockings for Lolitas, black stockings for royal ladies, and silk stockings for beautiful women created a diverse appeal.
Despite his decision to cultivate both sexes, Qian Ran found himself with no resistance to the charm of mature big sisters.
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