Not a Gamble, but the Right Choice Guaranteed to Win

"What... what did you say?"

Qian Renxue froze.

Lin Yu repeated himself, "I said, you! Qian Renxue, can become the next Angel God!"

"Come back, Sister Xue'er. Staying there will only delay your path to godhood. Return to Spirit Hall, and you and I can cultivate hard and become gods together! We can inherit Divine Positions and become powerful deities together!"

"Then, with the two of us joining forces as gods and wielding divine power, we can easily overthrow the two great empires of Heaven Dou and Star Luo, lead Spirit Hall, and unite the Douluo Continent!"

"Standing proudly at the peak of the continent!!"

Lin Yu was not joking. He spoke these words with utmost seriousness and sincerity.

What infiltration of the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, what seizing imperial power? If Qian Renxue had not gone undercover in the Heaven Dou Empire and had simply stayed home to cultivate, she would have become a god long ago.

And in this world dominated by soul masters, whether in war or anything else, soul masters were the core force.

The Heaven Dou Empire's million-strong army might have seemed formidable, but before a god, it would still be beaten into total collapse.

The value of cultivating a god far surpassed the value of possessing a million-strong army.

In the original story, by the later stages, it had basically become a contest between those Titled Douluo powerhouses and gods—whoever could crush the other was the stronger one.

Whichever side's gods won, that side had essentially won.

The clashes and struggles between top-tier powerhouses almost determined the outcome of a war.

Therefore, absolute power was the key to victory!

As long as he and Qian Renxue became gods, they could easily lead Spirit Hall to unite the Douluo Continent.

Although Lin Yu had many ways to ensure that Qian Renxue's infiltration plan would not fail in this life.

If he simply dealt with Dugu Bo, she would almost certainly not fail.

But there was no need for that at all. Rather than letting Qian Renxue waste time there, it would be better for her to return early, become a god as soon as possible, and then launch a war to secure victory.

Even if Qian Renxue became a god just five years earlier, Tang San and his group would not be able to stop her in the slightest.

What was more, Spirit Hall had Lin Yu in this life. He did not even need to deliberately kill that little bastard Tang San. As long as he took the immortal herb resources and prevented Xiao Wu from sacrificing herself for Tang San.

Those two points alone would ensure that Tang San's growth speed could never catch up to Spirit Hall's pace of unifying the continent.

And as a member of the Angel Clan, Lin Yu would naturally help Spirit Hall accomplish its grand ambition of unifying the continent in this life.

"I... I can become the Angel God?"

Looking at Lin Yu's resolute gaze and hearing his impassioned words, Qian Renxue almost believed him.

She gave a self-mocking smile. "Our Six-Winged Angel Clan has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. Aside from the Angel God of old, not a single member of the Qian Family has ever initiated the Angel Nine Trials, nor has anyone inherited the Angel God's Divine Position!"

"I, Qian Renxue, acknowledge that my talent is exceptional, but I am not arrogant enough to believe that I will definitely obtain the Angel God's inheritance."

Even someone as powerful as her grandfather, Qian Daoliu, had only reached the Eight Trials as the Great Worship Elder. Could she really do it?

"What if I told you that you definitely can?"

Qian Renxue smiled. "Definitely can? Based on your intuition? What evidence do you have? Or did those gods who bestowed upon you your inheritance tell you that the Angel God intends to pass her Divine Position on to me?"

"I don't know how to explain it to you. Just think of it as me having the ability to foresee the future. In any case, I can be one hundred percent certain that you can become the Inheritor of God for the Angel God."

"You..."

"Why was he so certain?"

Qian Renxue took a deep breath and looked into Lin Yu's resolute, confident eyes, which held not the slightest trace of wavering or doubt.

It was as though they possessed some kind of magic that made her truly want to believe him.

For the first time, Qian Renxue seriously considered the question: Can I really do it?

For the first time, she began to fantasize and long for becoming the Angel God.

She also felt a stronger desire to abandon the infiltration plan and remain in Spirit Hall!

A wild thought kept surging through her mind.

Qian Renxue gritted her teeth, as though she had made some kind of decision. "Fine! Then I'll take a gamble and trust you this once!"

The Angel God's trial could only be undertaken upon reaching the age of eighteen. This was a rule established by the ancestors of the Six-Winged Angel Clan.

Qian Renxue could already imagine that if she gave up the infiltration plan and returned on the grounds that she could become the Angel God.

She would inevitably face doubts and verbal bombardment from numerous high-ranking members.

What would be even worse was this.

If she failed to receive the Angel Nine Trials at eighteen, she would be utterly humiliated. In Spirit Hall, she would feel as though she could never hold her head up again.

Thus, this decision placed enormous pressure on Qian Renxue.

But Lin Yu's firm words made her feel far more at ease. Lin Yu said, "You're wrong. This isn't a gamble—it's the right choice, guaranteed to win."

"Why was he so confident?"

Qian Renxue muttered inwardly, then said with a solemn expression, "Now that I've made this decision, don't tell anyone yet, including my grandfather."

"I still need to go back first and kill the Second Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire. Then I'll arrange a dead end for my identity as the eldest prince, Xue Qinghe, and fake my death to escape."

Heaven Dou had four princes.

The First Prince, Xue Qinghe, excelled in both literary and martial pursuits, but only evenly so—nothing particularly outstanding.

The Second Prince, Xue Luochuan, was extremely intelligent and a serious threat.

The Third Prince, Xue Wu, was brave but foolish, though his talent as a soul master was exceptionally high.

The Fourth Prince, Xue Beng, was still young.

Qian Renxue had already eliminated the First Prince, Xue Qinghe, and disguised herself as him. She had also successfully gotten rid of the Third Prince, Xue Wu.

The Second Prince, Xue Luochuan, had yet to be dealt with.

The Second Prince posed the greatest threat to Qian Renxue. If she did not eliminate him, there might be complications when she eventually faked Xue Qinghe's death and escaped that identity.

Lin Yu asked, "About how long will it take?"

"Depends on the situation. Around a year."

"Alright. By then, I might also be heading somewhere near Heaven Dou City. If the timing works out, we can return together."

Qian Renxue asked curiously, "What are you going to Heaven Dou City for?"

"Secret."

"Tch. Fine, forget it. Time to sleep."

The next day, early morning.

As usual, Lin Yu woke up promptly at seven and saw a letter lying on the table.

When he opened it, he found that Qian Renxue had left it behind.

It read: By the time you see this letter, I will already be gone. Over the next year, you'd better train properly. I'll come back in a year to see whether you've improved.

When that time comes, don't still be so weak and unable to take a beating.

"A year from now, huh."

"Heh." Lin Yu smiled to himself and put the letter away.

Then he continued his training.

Next, Lin Yu would receive alternating instruction and training from Qian Daoliu, Golden Crocodile, Azure Luan, Lion, Light Feather, Qian Jun, Jiang Mo—the Seven Great Worships.

This was practically a top-tier team of mentors!

All of them taught him earnestly, sparing no effort as they passed on everything they knew, allowing Lin Yu to grow rapidly day by day.

Time passed swiftly in the blink of an eye.

One year later!