When Angels Meet, They Fight

"Who are you?" they both demanded.

Qian Renxue and Ye Guyi seemed to have forgotten something. Each took a step back, both highly wary of Su Tianxuan, who had suddenly appeared.

"No need to be nervous. I'm your host for this trip."

Su Tianxuan offered a brief explanation, though he was also a little puzzled.

Why do these two Soul Kings feel a bit like those people from the Yue Family?

The system soon cleared up his confusion:

[Traveler: Qian Renxue]

[Place she most wants to visit: Spirit Hall]

[Travel souvenir she most wants: Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring]

[Activity she most wants to take part in: killing Evil Soul Masters]

[Traveler: Ye Guyi]

[Place she most wants to visit: Mingdu]

[Travel souvenir she most wants: Level 9 Soul Tool]

[Activity she most wants to take part in: killing Evil Soul Masters]

[Note: after the trip, the system will reimburse travel-related expenses.]

So it's these two Angels...

Seeing that the system had sent him two familiar faces, Su Tianxuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He had been worried the system would send him two strangers, leaving him to puzzle over what people from ancient times liked. Just thinking about it was annoying.

"A host?"

Only then did Qian Renxue and Ye Guyi remember that a strange voice had invited them to travel into the future.

"What are we supposed to do?"

"Where are we now?"

The two asked their respective questions.

"Have a seat first."

Su Tianxuan pointed at the sofa nearby, then answered at a leisurely pace:

"It's two in the afternoon on March 17, Federation Calendar 2573. This is my house in Mingdu, in the Sun Moon Federation on the Douluo Continent."

Qian Renxue said, "The Sun Moon Federation?"

Ye Guyi said, "Mingdu is still around."

One was puzzled and the other curious, while outside the heavenly screen, unbeknownst to the three of them, things were getting lively.

In the Douluo I era.

Xue Ye, who had ordered a thorough investigation into the crown prince's replacement, muttered to himself in confusion:

"Sun Moon? Federation? Where is that? Where will my Heaven Dou be?"

Meanwhile, on another continent far away, the Sun Moon Emperor leaped to his feet in excitement:

"My Sun Moon is still there! It's still there twenty thousand years later!"

In the Douluo II era.

Hearing Su Tianxuan's words, everyone in the Sun Moon Empire apart from the imperial family was quite happy.

Whatever the case, Sun Moon had endured as a nation, and for another ten thousand years at that.

But Xu Tianran, sitting in his wheelchair, silently clenched his fists:

"Heh, a federation. So my empire didn't endure.

"Very good, very good. You bastards dared lay your hands on the imperial family's power?

"It seems I'll have to purge some people after all."

Su Tianxuan's words made him resolve that, after he ascended the throne and united the continent, he would purge the meritorious officials and nobles at home to ensure his empire endured forever.

These were all necessary sacrifices!

On the heavenly screen, Qian Renxue didn't dwell on the matter of the country and directly asked Su Tianxuan where Spirit Hall was.

Su Tianxuan's gaze wandered. Instead of answering directly, he pointed at Ye Guyi, whose expression was strange:

"Let's introduce ourselves first."

Qian Renxue frowned, somewhat displeased by his attitude. Ye Guyi, sitting beside her, spoke first:

"My name is Ye Guyi. I come from ten thousand years after Spirit Hall's destruction."

Her words exploded beside Qian Renxue's ears like a thunderclap, shocking everyone in the Doululuo I era outside the heavenly screen as well.

Spirit Hall was destroyed?

Ten thousand years ago?

Qian Daoliu stood outside the Worship Hall, the autumn wind scattering his white hair and giving him a particularly desolate appearance.

"Big brother, th-this... how is that possible? How could our Spirit Hall be gone?"

Golden Crocodile Douluo stood beside him. The burly old man was as bewildered and lost as a helpless child.

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath and steadied himself. "That's in the future. We're still here now. There's still time to set everything right!"

He gripped the Angel Holy Sword tightly.

He was waiting for Qian Renxue to ask who had destroyed Spirit Hall.

Then he would fulfill the duty of an Angel's descendant.

Elsewhere, Bibi Dong was alone, laughing out loud.

"Good, good! Good riddance!"

She laughed with unrestrained delight.

Then she abruptly stopped and murmured:

"Was it me? Did I succeed in taking my revenge?"

Far away at Shrek Academy, Tang Hao couldn't help laughing just like Bibi Dong when he heard Spirit Hall was gone. He asked the same question she had, too.

What a pair of ill-fated lovebirds.

On the heavenly screen, Qian Renxue was stunned for a moment. Then she seized Ye Guyi by the shoulders and demanded urgently:

"Why? Who did it? How could this happen?"

Ye Guyi's head spun from the shaking. "Senior... please let go first!"

"Tell me! Now!"

This is entertaining...

Su Tianxuan went out and bought a watermelon, then came back to eat it and watch the show.

Ye Guyi barely managed to break free. She caught her breath and gave Qian Renxue an unfriendly look, but seeing how distraught she was, she couldn't help feeling pity:

"Senior, please calm down. In my era, Spirit Hall had been destroyed ten thousand years earlier by Sea God Tang San, the Tang Sect and Shrek Academy, who led the Star Luo Empire and Heaven Dou against it."

Qian Renxue gradually calmed down, biting her lower lip lightly. She was both furious and relieved.

Aside from the Star Luo Empire and Heaven Dou, she didn't recognize any of the names. It seemed Spirit Hall probably hadn't been destroyed at her hands.

Seeing her calm down, Su Tianxuan was dissatisfied:

"Miss, you still haven't introduced yourself."

"My name is Qian Renxue. I'm from Spirit Hall twenty thousand years ago. Is there a problem?"

Qian Renxue frowned slightly, even more displeased with this so-called host.

But when Ye Guyi heard her words, her eyes widened:

"You! You! Y-you're Qian Renxue?"

Qian Renxue was puzzled and repeated herself. "I am. Is there a problem?"

Ye Guyi stared at her blankly, then couldn't help looking at Su Tianxuan. Only after he nodded in confirmation did she manage, with considerable difficulty, to force out a sentence:

"Back then, Sea God Tang San destroyed Spirit Hall after defeating the Angel God Qian Renxue and the Rakshasa God Bibi Dong."

Qian Renxue stared at her, her eyes gradually growing dim, as though her soul had suddenly left her.

Outside the heavenly screen, in the Douluo I era.

"Found them."

Qian Daoliu closed his eyes and suppressed his shock.

He was surprised that Qian Renxue could actually succeed to the position of Angel God, but now was not the time to celebrate.

"All members of Spirit Hall, put out a continent-wide warrant for Tang San! Find that Shrek Academy and the Tang Sect, and kill them on sight!"

Qian Daoliu's murderous voice rang throughout Spirit City.

Whether or not they recognized Qian Daoliu, the Great Enshrined, all of Spirit Hall's experts changed expression. Then they rubbed their fists, ready to set out.

No one wanted to be a lamb waiting for slaughter, even when facing a future god.

But just then, Bibi Dong's voice suddenly rang out:

"Qian Daoliu! Do you have any regard for me as Pope at all?

"Nobody is to make a move!"

Qian Daoliu appeared before her in a flash, his eyelids lowered. The Angel Holy Sword slid slightly from its sheath, exposing his killing intent:

"What do you mean by this?"

Bibi Dong stiffened. It was her first time facing the continent's strongest man on the verge of losing control, but to protect the seed that could destroy Spirit Hall, she decided to try:

"Our Spirit Hall has had no dealings with Tang San, the Tang Sect or Shrek yet. Even if there's enmity between us, that's still in the future.

"Why can't we show some restraint? As long as we avoid making enemies of them, won't our Spirit Hall survive?

"If you go after them now, what if you fail? Then there'll be no salvaging the situation!"

It had to be said that her words made a great deal of sense. Motives aside, they were indeed what a worthy Pope should have said.

But Qian Daoliu merely stared at Bibi Dong, the holy sword still unsheathed. He didn't believe a word of her nonsense.

Would a woman who hated her own home to the bone help Spirit Hall?

A moment's thought was enough to know it was impossible.

But he couldn't find anything with which to refute her.

Bibi Dong also knew she couldn't fool Qian Daoliu, but that didn't matter. Fooling the others was enough, so she added another layer of insurance:

"I, Bibi Dong, became a god and still chose to stand or fall with Spirit Hall. How could I possibly harm it?"

Hearing her words, even the enshrined of the Worship Hall who supported Qian Daoliu most strongly hesitated.

After all, the girl called Ye Guyi on the heavenly screen had indeed said as much, and the host, who seemed to know a great deal, hadn't contradicted her.

The holy sword returned to its sheath, and the killing intent faded.

"Find them first. We'll discuss the rest later."

Qian Daoliu ultimately backed down. At worst, he could kill them himself after they were found.

"Naturally."

Bibi Dong didn't press him further either. At worst, she could protect them herself after they were found.

Seeing their two leaders reach an agreement, the people of Spirit Hall breathed sighs of relief and set off for all parts of the continent.

"Big brother, aren't you staying here?"

Seeing Qian Daoliu fly into the distance, Golden Crocodile asked in surprise.

"Handle Spirit Hall's affairs for the next few days. I... I need to go to Sea God Island."

Qian Daoliu's words drifted back from afar, utterly devoid of strength.

Meanwhile, the people of Shrek, at the center of the storm, were singing and dancing.

"Little San, you became a god!"

"Teacher, I became a god!"

Tang San and Yu Xiaogang embraced excitedly.

The lifelong wishes of both men had come true in the future!

His future self had taught a god, proving his standing as a master of theory! His future self had established the Tang Sect in this world!

This was the future they wanted!

Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun and the others all rushed to flatter them.

A god, and a god's teacher! With backers like these, couldn't they become emperors whenever they wanted and have whatever women they wanted?

Wonderful future, here we come!

Only Ning Rongrong was breaking out in a cold sweat, quietly edging toward her guards.

We're dead, we're dead!

As the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she had seen enough to foresee that Spirit Hall would surely come rushing over like a mad dog.

But before she could reach her guards, a rough voice came from the side:

"Idiots!"

A middle-aged man in tattered clothes emerged from the bushes.

"Dad!"

"Your Excellency Haotian!"

Tang San and Yu Xiaogang cried out at the same time.

"Pack your things and leave, quickly!"

Tang Hao spoke in a deep voice.

After his initial elation, he too had realized that danger was approaching.

"Your Excellency, why?"

Yu Xiaogang was still a little dazed, evidently not yet back to his senses.

"You idiot! Are you going to stay here and wait for Spirit Hall to come knocking?" Tang Hao cursed angrily.

Yu Xiaogang's deathly pale face instantly flushed red, and a nameless anger quietly welled up inside him:

I'm a god's teacher! What gives him the right to call me an idiot?

"Your Excellency, I think you're worrying too much. If Spirit Hall dared strike first, wouldn't the whole world spit on them?"

Everyone else looked at him as though he were a fool.

We're all about to die, so why worry about saving face? Do you think everyone's like you?

Tang Hao ignored him and turned to Ning Rongrong:

"Little princess, come with us."

The more people he dragged into this now, the better. Only by forcing the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to stand with them could he keep Tang San safe!

Ning Rongrong's smile was strained. "Your Majesty, I want to go home."

What a joke. Their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda had made it this far by staying in the middle. How could they possibly jump aboard this pirate ship now?

Tang Hao summoned the Clear Sky Hammer, his face expressionless.

Bang! Bang!

In the blink of an eye, all the hidden guards were knocked unconscious.

"Come with us. Once Little San becomes a god, he certainly won't treat your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect poorly."

"Shameless!"

Ning Rongrong gave a bitter laugh and gave up resisting.

While Douluo I was in utter chaos, a good show was also about to unfold on Su Tianxuan's side.

Ye Guyi walked up to Qian Renxue and hesitated for a long time before calling softly:

"Ancestor."

Qian Renxue slowly raised her head, her voice somewhat hoarse:

"What do you mean?"

Ye Guyi slowly unfurled her Martial Soul.

An angel.

A Holy Angel!

At the sight of the Martial Soul, Qian Renxue trembled slightly, a trace of relief appearing on her face.

That was good too. At least it had been passed down.

In the Douluo I era, Qian Daoliu, who was on his way to Sea God Island, smiled faintly, feeling as though he had gained another granddaughter.

Compared with the warmth in those two eras, the Douluo II era was far more frenzied.

"Holy Angel! How can this Martial Soul still exist?!"

"Kill her! She's from our era! Kill her, quickly!"

"Where is she?! Find her, quickly! We have to find her!"

At the Holy Spirit Cult Headquarters, a group of Evil Soul Masters roared, some in alarm and others in fear.

The Angel Martial Soul was the sternest father to Evil Soul Masters like them.

If the girl with the Holy Angel Martial Soul was allowed to grow up, their Holy Spirit Cult would be in for a miserable time.

Cult leader Zhongli Wu's face was full of malice:

"She must be within Sun Moon's borders. When she returns, I'll make her wish she were dead!"

Meanwhile, Shangguan Wei'er's face had gone pale at the Ordinary Alliance:

"You idiot, did you forget you're on a livestream?! How could you dare reveal your Martial Soul?!"

She felt somewhat desperate, but fortunately, no one knew she had taken Ye Guyi in, so they wouldn't trace her to Shangguan Wei'er anytime soon.

Within the sky screen, Ye Guyi breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Qian Renxue had pulled herself together again.

She looked at Su Tianxuan and asked curiously:

"Um... senior, do you know me?"

Su Tianxuan raised an eyebrow:

"I'm only a few years older than you. Don't call me senior.

"You, Ye Guyi, are quite famous in history, so of course I know you."

"Really? Then what great things will I do in the future?"

The corners of Su Tianxuan's mouth rose. Despite his best efforts, he couldn't keep a straight face. "You're the Angel Douluo of the Tang Sect from ten thousand years ago. You made an indelible contribution to the Tang Sect's Revival."

Ye Guyi froze the moment she heard that, suddenly sensing a chilling killing intent rising beside her.

But she didn't dare look that way at all. Her body trembling, she looked ready to burst into tears. "Y-you must be joking, right?"

"Why would I be?"

Su Tianxuan thoughtfully projected the information from the internet:

"Look, the Tang Sect still sings your praises to this day. If not for your efforts, the Tang Sect that Tang San founded, the one that defeated Spirit Hall, would have lost its inheritance."

Stop!

I'm begging you, stop talking!

Ye Guyi wailed in her heart.

She turned her head with great stiffness, only to see Qian Renxue standing expressionless, the holy sword in her hand flickering with light.

She was going to hack this unfilial descendant to death.

"Ancestor, I can explain!"

"An explanation is just a cover-up! Die!"

"No!"

Watching the two angels grapple with each other, Su Tianxuan stepped aside, thoroughly delighted.

Huh, what were we going to do in the first place?

Forget it. It's not important.