Qian Renxue

As their words fell.

The Angel God Statue actually began to flicker faintly. This time, even the other six worshippers saw it.

Fanatical expressions appeared on their faces.

As loyal supporters of the Qian Clan, they were naturally devout believers of the Angel God as well.

They had never expected Ye Qiu and Qian Renxue's union to receive the Angel God's approval. They truly were a match made in heaven.

Yet Ye Qiu and Qian Renxue both wore strange expressions.

That was because they had heard the Angel God's grumbling. It was not approval at all—she was getting goosebumps.

"Tut, tut. I really am old. Those words were far too mushy."

Within the space filled with endless Sacred Fire, the Angel God sat atop the Angel God Sword. Looking down at Ye Qiu and Qian Renxue's rather unfriendly expressions, she smiled teasingly, completely unselfconscious. On that face identical to Qian Renxue's was a playful look Qian Renxue had never possessed.

"Fine, then. As newlyweds, I'll give you a little something."

The Angel God gently raised her hand.

Then waved it.

In an instant, two torrents of golden flame burst from the Angel God Statue's eyes and descended upon Qian Renxue and Ye Qiu, sinking into their bodies.

"Take this as my wedding gift. So long as you silently recite each other's names and picture the other's face, you will naturally be able to sense where the other is." The Angel God's voice drifted through the Worship Hall.

"We pay our respects to Lord Angel God! May you bless Spirit Hall for generations eternal!"

Golden Crocodile and the other six worshippers dropped to their knees in unison.

"Thank you, Ancestor."

Qian Renxue put away her unfriendly expression and bowed slightly in thanks.

"Thank you, Senior."

Just as Ye Qiu was about