We Also Want to See What Spirit Hall Was Really Like Ten Thousand Years Ago

Lu Jing met Qian Renxue's violet eyes, brimming with shock, and nodded unhurriedly. His tone was as calm as if he were discussing some trivial matter. "You're right. Tang San really did let you go in the end."

The defiance on Qian Renxue's face froze the instant his words fell, replaced by profound disbelief. She instinctively took half a step back, as though she had heard something utterly absurd. "Impossible! Why would he let me go?"

Qian Daoliu's brows were tightly furrowed as well, stormy waves rising in his golden eyes. He had lived for over a century and seen countless schemes, deceptions, and blood-soaked feuds, yet he had never imagined such an outcome.

The feud between the Clear Sky Sect and Spirit Hall had long become an irreconcilable grudge. Tang Hao's wife, Ah Yin, had died at Spirit Hall's hands. Tang Hao himself had been hunted by Spirit Hall until he was left wandering in misery, even forced to leave his sect.

As Tang Hao's son, Tang San bore such a deep blood feud. How could he possibly show mercy to Qian Renxue, a core figure of Spirit Hall?

"Ordinarily, it truly would be impossible."

Qian Daoliu's voice was slightly hoarse. He stared fixedly at Lu Jing, as if trying to find traces of deceit in his eyes. "If I were in Tang San's position, forget letting Xue'er leave—I doubt I would even leave her an intact corpse. There must be a reason for this. Tell us."

Qian Renxue clenched her fists as well, her breathing growing hurried. She could not understand it. Why would the man who could overturn Spirit Hall spare her? Was it pity? Or was there some unknown deal behind it?

Lu Jing spread his hands and explained the matter in detail. "There were two reasons. First, Bibi Dong pleaded for you. Second, you truly had not done anything utterly heinous—at least, compared to Bibi Dong, the blood debt on your hands was far lighter."

"Bibi Dong?"

At the mention of that name, Qian Daoliu's expression suddenly became complicated. After a moment of silence, as if he had grasped something crucial, he abruptly asked, "Then Bibi Dong became a god as well?"

Lu Jing was not surprised by the question and nodded. "That's right. She inherited the Rakshasa God Position. Like Qian Renxue, she stood at the peak of the continent."

Qian Daoliu's breath caught sharply, and realization finally appeared on his face. He looked at Qian Renxue, his gaze carrying a faint, imperceptible sigh. "No wonder... no wonder Tang San's Sea God Divine Position was at a disadvantage. Facing two gods working together, even the Sea God might not have gained the upper hand."

"So in the end, Tang San inherited the Asura God Position and turned the tide."

Lu Jing added, "Without the Asura God's power, he would have been the one to lose the battle at Jialing Pass."

"The Asura God?" Qian Renxue and Qian Daoliu asked in unison, their eyes filled with curiosity. They had never seen the name of this god in any ancient records, but it carried a fierce, killing aura even when spoken aloud.

However, Lu Jing shook his head, his tone bearing just the right amount of regret. "That, I don't know. The history books from ten thousand years later only recorded that Tang San inherited the Asura God Position. They did not mention the process of inheritance at all, as though it had been deliberately erased."

But he understood perfectly well. The Asura God's inheritance involved Tang Chen, and the entanglement between Tang Chen and Qian Daoliu was far more complicated than it appeared. Bringing Tang Chen up now might cause unforeseen complications. It was better to say less.

Qian Renxue was clearly dissatisfied with that answer, but Lu Jing looked calm and sincere, without any sign of deception, so she could only suppress the urge to question him further. She took a deep breath and looked at Lu Jing, her voice trembling slightly. "Then where did I... go in the end? And Bibi Dong..."

The question weighed on her like a massive stone, pressing down until she could barely breathe. She wanted to know the ending, yet feared hearing an answer she could not bear.

Lu Jing glanced at her, his voice calm and even. "The history books recorded this matter quite clearly. Bibi Dong, the Rakshasa God and the first empress of the Spirit Hall Empire, ultimately fell at Jialing Pass. As for you, Qian Renxue, the Angel God, your God Position shattered. You were unable to reach Rank Ninety ever again and withdrew into seclusion, never to be heard from again."

"My God Position shattered... unable to reach Rank Ninety for the rest of my life..." Qian Renxue murmured, her face instantly turning as pale as paper. For a soul master blessed with extraordinary talent and wholly devoted to pursuing the peak, this was even harder to accept than death. She had inherited the Angel God Position, believing she could lead Spirit Hall to glory, yet she had never expected to meet such an end.

Qian Daoliu's body swayed, his golden eyes bloodshot. He looked at Qian Renxue's despondent state, then recalled Bibi Dong's fate, and his heart was filled with conflicting emotions. He had devoted his life to Spirit Hall and labored tirelessly for the Angel God's inheritance, yet he had never imagined the outcome would be so bleak.

"What he said... is true?" Qian Daoliu's voice held a nearly imperceptible tremor as he looked at Wang Dong'er, seeking one final confirmation.

Wang Dong'er hesitated, but still nodded. "It's true. These are all official historical records from ten thousand years later. Nearly everyone knows them. And the two people who just fell were also students of Shrek Academy, which was why they reacted that way."

Shrek Academy... Qian Daoliu silently turned the name over in his mind, his expression dark and unreadable. It was a force that stood alongside Spirit Hall ten thousand years later. Now it seemed likely that it had risen by stepping over Spirit Hall's corpse.

For a time, the forest fell into deathly silence, the air thick with heaviness and resentment.

Qian Daoliu raised his head to stare at the sky, his eyes vacant, as if he had aged decades in an instant. Qian Renxue lowered her head, and no one could see her expression. Only her faintly trembling shoulders exposed her emotions.

Lu Jing and Wang Dong'er exchanged a glance, neither saying anything. They knew that any consolation now would be superfluous. The torrent of history surged ever onward, allowing no one to alter it. Perhaps only those who had experienced it themselves could understand such helplessness.

After an unknown amount of time, Qian Daoliu slowly withdrew his gaze and took a deep breath, as though he had made some momentous decision. He looked at Lu Jing and Wang Dong'er, and his eyes became sharp once more, though that sharpness now held an indescribable complexity. "The two of you come from ten thousand years in the future and know the course of events to come... are you interested in joining Spirit Hall?"

Lu Jing and Wang Dong'er were both stunned. Neither had expected him to make such a request so suddenly.

Qian Daoliu continued, "Although Spirit Hall has already been destroyed ten thousand years from now, at this moment, we remain the most powerful force on the continent. If you stay here, perhaps you will see a different kind of world. And besides..."

He paused, his gaze falling on Lu Jing. "Your assessment of Spirit Hall has surprised this old man. Perhaps you can bring us something different."

Lu Jing secretly laughed. He had wanted to see for himself what Spirit Hall from ten thousand years ago was really like, and this invitation suited him perfectly. He exchanged a glance with Wang Dong'er and saw their shared understanding in each other's eyes.

Wang Dong'er nodded slightly, signaling for him to answer.

Lu Jing pretended to ponder for a moment before raising his head, a perfectly measured smile appearing on his face. "Since the Great Enshrined Elder has personally invited us, refusing would be rather ungrateful. Besides, we also want to see what Spirit Hall was really like ten thousand years ago."

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