Qian Renxue's Test: I'm Going to Heaven Dou Empire on a Mission. Do You Think I'll Succeed?

The carriage stopped before a magnificent palace. Ancient doors were set with golden beast-head knockers, and two imposing stone lions stood on either side. Everything exuded solemnity and grandeur.

Wang Dong'er led Lu Jing down from the carriage. Looking up, they realized this was not Spirit Hall's main hall, but a deeper, quieter building complex—the Worship Hall.

At Qian Daoliu's request, Qian Renxue led them through several courtyards. The bluestone paths beneath their feet had been swept spotless, the pines and cypresses along both sides were neatly trimmed, and a faint scent of sandalwood lingered in the air.

At last, Qian Renxue stopped before two adjacent room doors. Turning to look at them, she said softly, "You two will stay here from now on. If you need anything, just tell the people outside. Don't feel like you're troubling anyone."

The rooms were simply furnished yet elegant. The pearwood tables and chairs gleamed from polishing, a pot of lush orchids stood by the window, the bedding was made of brand-new brocade, and the air still held the scent of sun-dried fabric.

"Thank you, Sister Xue," Lu Jing said first with a nod. Wang Dong'er thanked her as well.

"You're welcome. Now that you're in Spirit Hall, we're all family!"

Qian Renxue smiled faintly. After saying that she would leave if they needed nothing else, she turned and walked away under their gazes.

Watching Qian Renxue's departing figure, Lu Jing turned to Wang Dong'er. "I'm next door. Call me anytime if you need anything."

Wang Dong'er nodded and pushed open her own room door. "You too."

The two doors closed softly, separating their spaces. Yet because they were so close, they offered a subtle sense of reassurance. In this unfamiliar era, having someone next door who knew where they both came from was undoubtedly a comfort.

Meanwhile, after settling the two of them in, Qian Renxue turned and entered the main hall of the Worship Hall.

Qian Daoliu was seated on a meditation cushion, resting with his eyes closed. His long golden hair fell over his shoulders, while faint soul power fluctuations swirled around him.

"Grandfather," Qian Renxue called softly.

Qian Daoliu slowly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing through his golden pupils. "Everything arranged?"

"Yes. They're settled in, right next door."

Qian Renxue walked up to him, her tone carrying a trace of confusion. "We're just letting them live here like this? Don't we need to do something? Like... test their background?"

She had always felt that the child and the maiden who had suddenly appeared were too mysterious. Lu Jing in particular looked young, yet his gaze was far too composed for a child. It was difficult not to be suspicious.

Qian Daoliu shook his head, his aged voice carrying unquestionable authority. "No rush."

His fingers tapped lightly against his knee as he spoke slowly. "Since they dared come to Spirit City and dared stay in the Worship Hall, then either they have something to rely on, or they truly bear us no ill will, as they claimed. Either way, we should observe them for a while first."

"Besides, they're already in our hands. Everyone inside and outside the Worship Hall is ours. Are we supposed to fear that they'll run away?" A faint smile tugged at the corner of Qian Daoliu's mouth. "What about you? How are your preparations coming along?"

Qian Renxue's gaze sharpened. "Everything is ready. In three days, I'll set out for Heaven Dou Empire."

The plan to infiltrate Heaven Dou Empire had been in preparation for quite some time, and she had long been unable to wait any longer. As long as she could take control of Heaven Dou's million-strong army, Spirit Hall's march toward unifying the continent would accelerate greatly.

Seeing the sharpness in her eyes, Qian Daoliu nodded. "Be careful in all things. Remember, your safety matters more than anything. If it cannot be done, retreat immediately."

"Xue'er understands," Qian Renxue replied, though fighting spirit had already ignited in her heart.

Night quietly fell, and palace lamps lit up one after another within the Worship Hall. Their dim yellow light filtered through the window paper, casting warm halos across the ground. Lu Jing was seated at the table, sorting through the clues he had gathered since arriving in this era, when he suddenly heard a knock at the door.

"Who is it?"

"It's me." Qian Renxue's voice came from outside, carrying a gentleness unlike her daytime tone.

Somewhat puzzled, Lu Jing rose and opened the room door. Qian Renxue stood outside holding a food box. She had changed into a pale gold long skirt, looking less cold than she had during the day and more lively like a maiden.

"Sister Xue?"

Lu Jing asked in confusion, "What brings you here so late at night?"

Qian Renxue gave the food box in her hand a little shake. A smile lingered at the corner of her mouth as she gestured with her eyes. "I just got these from the kitchen. They grilled some meat skewers, and I thought you might not have had a late-night snack, so I brought some over."

Waves of fragrance drifted from the food box, mingling the scent of cumin with the charred aroma of grilled meat and whetting one's appetite.

Though Lu Jing could not read her intentions, he did not refuse. He Sidestepped to make room. "Come in."

He knew full well that there was no such thing as a free meal. Qian Renxue bringing him food at this hour probably meant she wanted to ask something. But he was not afraid. Whatever came, he would deal with it.

Qian Renxue entered the room and opened the food box on the table. Sure enough, several skewers of meat lay inside, roasted to a glossy sheen and still giving off hot air. She handed one to Lu Jing. "Try it. Spirit City's grilled meat might taste different from what you had in your era."

Lu Jing took it and bit down. The meat was tender, and the seasoning was just right. It was indeed quite good. He said nothing, merely Bowed Head and ate slowly as he waited for Qian Renxue to speak.

Seeing how at ease the young man was, a trace of surprise flashed through Qian Renxue's eyes. This youth was rather calm. He was not worried in the slightest that she might have tampered with the food. She picked up a skewer herself and took a light bite before asking casually, "You... really came from ten thousand years in the future?"

Lu Jing chewed the meat and nodded. "Could that be fake? Don't tell me this is some illusion your Spirit Hall set up just to mess with us?"

Qian Renxue laughed at his words and shook her head. "Not to that extent. It's just... the world ten thousand years from now sounds far too distant."

She could not imagine what things would be like ten thousand years later, so she could only make a teasing remark.

"It's both far and near."

Lu Jing said calmly, "For us, it was merely a spatial turbulence. We opened our eyes, closed them, and arrived here."

Qian Renxue nodded thoughtfully. After a moment of silence, she suddenly looked up, curiosity in her eyes. "Since you came from the future, then... do you know what I'm going to do next?"

Lu Jing's hand holding the skewer paused. He raised his eyes to look at her. "How would I know what you want to do? It's not like I can read your mind."

"I'm going to Heaven Dou Empire to carry out a mission."

Qian Renxue did not hide it. Looking at the child beside her, she spoke with a probing note in her voice. "Tell me, will I succeed in the end?"

As long as Spirit Hall gained Heaven Dou Empire's million-strong army, then even if the Upper Three Sects joined forces with Star Luo Empire in the end, Spirit Hall could still crush every last one of them beneath its heel.