The Legacy of "Myself"

"What's wrong?"

Ye Guyi had also noticed Qian Renxue acting strangely. She tugged at her sleeve and asked, a little uneasy.

But Qian Renxue gave no response and kept walking straight ahead.

"Wait."

Su Tianxuan pulled Ye Guyi's hand down, his expression grave.

A possibility had occurred to him.

Zhuo Shi and the others couldn't figure out what had happened this time, so they all looked to Yun Ming for instructions.

Yun Ming was just as bewildered. He asked Su Tianxuan:

"What's wrong with her? Should we bring Ya Li back?"

Ya Li was still in Mingdu, and it would take her quite a while to get back to Shrek.

Su Tianxuan didn't answer. His Soul Power rippled outward, sweeping every obstacle from Qian Renxue's path.

He had thought of something.

Back then, the Angel Godhood had shattered, not disappeared.

Could there still be remnants?

Remnants that even the other gods couldn't find.

And now that the last Angel God herself had come from another spacetime, what would happen?

Qian Renxue slowly came to a stop in front of a flower bed.

She didn't know what had happened either. She had only felt some mysterious power calling to her, and had walked over here unable to control herself.

Suddenly, a feather flew out from deep underground and entered Qian Renxue's body. It was dim and broken, but still retained its holiness.

A dazzling golden light burst from her body.

The presence of a demigod.

The same thought flashed through Su Tianxuan's and Yun Ming's minds at once.

Though small in quantity, that strange power was high in quality, bearing some of the distinctive qualities of a demigod-level Limit Douluo.

Su Tianxuan suddenly spun around, the Time Blade appearing in his hand as he traced ripple after ripple through the air.

"Everyone, get back! Anyone who dares come closer dies!"

Holding Ye Guyi's hand with one hand and the Time Blade with the other, he wound the river around Qian Renxue again and again, forcing everyone else out.

Su Tianxuan's expression was cold, his killing intent on full display.

He didn't know whether Qian Renxue had reawakened the Angel Godhood of their world or obtained the little that remained from back then.

But either way, no one could be allowed to disturb her.

Yun Ming gazed at Qian Renxue, then looked at Su Tianxuan's resolute expression. Without further hesitation, he led Zhuo Shi and the others several li away.

"Boss, shouldn't that belong to Shrek?"

"Shut up! What did I tell you before?"

"..."

Su Tianxuan paid them no mind. He watched Qian Renxue intently, his spiritual power operating at full capacity as he tried to analyze how this power had formed.

At the same time, a water-colored clock appeared behind him, its hands turning backward as he tried to forcibly peer into the power's past and how it had formed.

But twenty thousand years was simply too long. Even he wanted to but lacked the power.

Qian Renxue felt a pleasant warmth throughout her body, as though a sun had appeared beside her.

In a daze, she saw the feather appear in her Sea of Consciousness, dyeing it gold.

"What is this?"

Her spiritual power stirred slightly and touched the feather.

Emotions from the same source passed into her heart.

Sorrow, reluctance to part, regret, pain...

It was as though another version of herself were crying.

Qian Renxue recalled the story about herself that she had read online, and quickly understood what had happened.

This was something she herself had left behind after her death, something connected to her Godhood.

Looking at the broken feather, Qian Renxue fell silent for a long time.

At last, she made a decision that was bound to leave her puzzled, but that she would not regret.

The gold faded from her Sea of Consciousness, and the broken feather returned to its former state.

Seeing her wake, Su Tianxuan asked:

"How is it? What happened?"

Qian Renxue raised her hand, and the broken feather appeared in her palm.

"This... might be what was left behind after 'my' Angel Godhood shattered."

Beyond the Sky Screen, every viewer stared wide-eyed at the scene, the envy in their hearts beyond words.

This was no ordinary future opportunity. Who besides her and Bibi Dong could have something left behind from their own Godhood?

Even if someone else traveled to the future, they couldn't possibly obtain anything better than this.

Su Tianxuan hadn't expected her to be so honest. He raised an eyebrow.

"Aren't you afraid I'll snatch it from you?"

As for whether he would do such a thing?

Of course he would.

This thing might not be useful to him, but it might not be useless either.

Qian Renxue shook her head. Instead of putting the broken feather away, she gently held it out to Su Tianxuan.

"It's yours."

For me?

Su Tianxuan was genuinely surprised this time.

"Although I don't know what use this thing might have, it's connected to a Godhood. If you keep it, you can use it for cultivation or to inherit the Godhood, you know?"

"That's why I'm giving it to you."

Qian Renxue's gaze was resolute. She took a step forward and tilted her head up slightly, staring into Su Tianxuan's black eyes.

"Don't you have no Divine Realm? No way to become a god? This might help you.

"In my era, the Angel Godhood still exists, and so does the Divine Realm. Even without this, I can still become a god.

"But without the Soul Spirit, Soul Tool, and information about the past you gave me, I would surely lose. Consider this a thank-you gift for taking care of me."

Her attitude was unusually firm.

Su Tianxuan clicked his tongue and laughed. "What a spendthrift."

He reached out and took the broken feather from her hand.

Compared to when it had been in Qian Renxue's hand, the broken feather seemed somewhat uneasy and restless.

But the next moment, he froze the feather's time and sealed it in a time crystal.

This thing was of a high level, but its power fell far short of his, and was not even as strong as a Titled Douluo's.

Qian Renxue breathed a sigh of relief.

It would be a lie to say she didn't feel it was a pity, but that was the kind of person she was: confident and ruled by her emotions.

Beyond the Sky Screen.

The era of Douluo I.

Like Su Tianxuan, Qian Daoliu helplessly called her a spendthrift, but there was a little more joy in his expression.

The others felt much the same, more or less, all thinking it was a great pity.

Within the Sky Screen.

Su Tianxuan put away the broken feather and glanced at Qian Renxue again.

"You really don't regret it?"

Qian Renxue nodded, her attitude unchanged.

"All right, then. Thank you."

Su Tianxuan didn't say much else. He simply thanked her, then turned to look at the flower bed and hesitated.

"...Maybe you're buried right here. Want to offer a stick of incense?"

The smile dropped from Qian Renxue's face. She silently walked over to Su Tianxuan, raised her head, and said expressionlessly:

"Your Majesty, I really want to pinch you. Will you grant me that wish?"

"No. I'm afraid it'll hurt."

Su Tianxuan released Ye Guyi's hand and withdrew the River of Time surrounding them.

He glanced at Yun Ming in the distance but offered no lengthy explanation. After paying him compensation for the things he had smashed, he took Qian Renxue and Ye Guyi toward their original destination.

Since they were already here, they might as well have a look around.

Ye Guyi followed behind them, pursing her lips, a little downcast.

She hadn't become a god in the past, so she had nothing that could help Su Tianxuan.