"Defeat the clear-minded Asura Great Enshrined Elder Tang Chen?"
"Master, are you kidding? I'm only rank 93 right now, and you want me to fight the rank 99 demigod Tang Chen? Are you trying to get me killed?"
Qian Renhan raised a brow as he questioned Asura God. Over the past three years, Asura God had given him many pointers on the Sword Dao, drawing the two much closer. He felt calling Asura God "Asura" was disrespectful, while calling him "senior" felt too distant. After some thought, he decided to call him Master.
Asura God stood with his hands behind his back and waved dismissively. "Who said you had to go now? Didn't you see that there's no time limit? You've worked very hard these past three years. Your Sword Intent has barely earned this god's approval. You may now finish your apprenticeship and leave."
The blood-red palace trembled slightly, as though it were rising. Then the gates opened, and the boiling Blood River and the Hell Road, narrow enough for only one person to cross, appeared before Qian Renhan once more after three years.
Qian Renhan smiled faintly. "Master, before I leave, could you help me pass a message to my Angel God?"
At those words, Asura God's expression became slightly unnatural, though he remained composed. "What message?"
Asura God's change in expression naturally did not escape Qian Renhan's eyes. "Could you ask her to move her inheritance site farther away from the Papal Palace? The light it gives off makes me very uncomfortable."
"Fine, I'll tell her. As for whether she agrees, that has nothing to do with me."
Qian Renhan turned around. Three purple, three black, and three red Spirit Rings lit beneath his feet. Five pairs of black wings spread from his back as he headed