Angel God
She dared not think any further.
But my heart is beating faster and faster.
--
After an unknown amount of time, the scene changed.
The Angel God stood alone atop the temple, gazing at the distant starry sky.
A figure quietly appeared behind her.
"Thinking about him again?"
The Angel God turned around, looked at the person who had come, and a smile appeared on his lips:
"Grandfather."
The person who arrived was none other than Qian Daoliu.
Or rather, it is the Qian Daoliu of the Divine Realm.
His aura... Qian Renxue, who was observing from the sidelines, sensed it and a number appeared in her mind:
Level 119.
Third-Level God.
[Grandpa's here too?!]
Qian Renxue, who was watching from the sidelines, was startled.
Qian Daoliu to the Angel God's side, stood shoulder to shoulder with her, their gazes fixed on the same starry sky, and spoke:
"Where's that kid?"
"I have something to take care of," the Angel God replied softly. "I'll be back in a bit."
Qian Daoliu nodded, remained silent for a moment, and then suddenly said:
"Xiao Xue, the thing Grandpa is most proud of in his life is watching you get to where you are today."
He turned to look at his granddaughter, his eyes filled with loving affection, and continued:
"First-Level God is just one step away from becoming God King. How many people in the entire Divine Realm can achieve that?"
The Angel God pursed his lips and said softly:
"But Grandpa, he's still a long way from that level."
"Him?" Qian Daoliu was taken aback, then realized, "You mean Fu Shiyan?"
The Angel God nodded and continued:
"He's already God King. When... when will I be able to catch up with him?"
Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu couldn't help but laugh:
"Silly girl, he's not like an ordinary God King."
He paused, his tone becoming serious:
"Life and Destruction, the two God King, are combined in one person. This has never happened before in the history of the Divine Realm."
"His current strength is so great that it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he's invincible in the world."
The Angel God listened, but there was no fear or disappointment in his eyes; instead, there was a hint of pride.
"Of course! He is..."
She paused, her cheeks flushed slightly, and didn't continue.
Looking at her like this, Qian Daoliu felt both gratified and moved.
My granddaughter has grown up.
I've found someone I like.
And that person truly deserved her.
[So... in the Divine Realm, Grandpa is supporting them?]
A complex mix of emotions welled up within Qian Renxue, who was observing from the sidelines.
She looked at Qian Daoliu's familiar face, at the undisguised affection in his eyes, and at the approval and praise he showed when he mentioned Fu Shiyan.
Does Grandpa... approve of him too?
In reality, Grandpa didn't seem to object...
She shook her head violently, banishing the thought from her mind.
What about Fu Shiyan?
She wasn't thinking anything!
--
The scene shifts again.
This time, the Angel God appeared in an even more magnificent place.
It was a colossal palace suspended above the sea of clouds, with its gates reaching a height of a hundred feet, engraved with countless intricate patterns, and emitting a faint purplish-gold light.
The Angel God was standing outside the temple, seemingly waiting for something.
A moment later, a figure emerged from the hall.
He was a handsome young man with blue hair, a calm demeanor, and a faint blue glow emanating from him.
His aura...
Qian Renxue, who was watching from the sidelines, was slightly startled.
142!
God King!
She recognized that face.
Although he looked much more mature than she remembered.
But she had seen that blue-haired boy many times before in Fu Shiyan's courtyard!
[What is he doing here?! And he's the God King?!]
The Angel God saw the blue-haired youth and a gentle smile appeared on his face:
"Xiao San, where's your master?"
[Xiao San? Master?]
[Isn't this how Fu Shiyan calls Tang San?]
[Could he be Tang San?]
Upon realizing this, Qian Renxue suddenly remembered that she hadn't seen Tang San since the appearance of that blue-haired boy!
In the dream, Tang San bowed slightly to the Angel God, his attitude respectful yet intimate, and said:
"Master's wife, Master is inside taking care of some matters and asked me to come out and greet you first."
Master's wife!!!
These two words exploded in Qian Renxue's mind like a thunderclap!
Her face instantly turned bright red!
[Master's wife?! Call her Master's wife?!]
[Doesn't that mean... in the Divine Realm, she and Fu Shiyan...]
She dared not think any further.
The Angel God in the dream seemed to be used to the title "Master's Wife," and with a slight smile, followed Tang San into the God King Palace.
Inside the hall, Fu Shiyan sat upright in the main seat, conversing with several people.
One of the figures was someone Qian Renxue recognized.
Ning Rongrong, the young sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Although she was much older than Ning Rongrong in real life, her facial features were still clearly visible.
She sat beside Tang San, radiating a faint light, her aura... level 135.
First-Level God.
[Ning Rongrong is also First-Level God?!]
Qian Renxue, who was watching from the sidelines, was even more shocked.
What shocked her even more was Ning Rongrong's familiar attitude when she saw the Angel God:
"Sister Xue'er is here! Please have a seat!"
She greeted us warmly, as if she had known the Angel God for many years.
The Angel God sat down beside her, and the two naturally began to chat, from cultivation to life, from the daily routines of the Divine Realm to their own affairs, becoming as intimate as sisters.
[Are they... that close?]
A complex mix of emotions welled up within Qian Renxue, who was observing from the sidelines.
In reality, she only met Ning Rongrong once and they barely exchanged a few words.
But in the dream, they were such close friends.
Qian Renxue, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't quite describe the feeling in her heart.
She watched the harmonious scene of the group, observed Fu Shiyan's natural and dignified presence as he sat in the main seat, and saw the gentle smile on her face when she occasionally exchanged glances with him in her dream...
A strange emotion began to spread through my heart.
[So, in the Divine Realm, she had so many people with her.]
[He had apprentices, friends, and... he was there.]
She looked really happy.
--
The following scenes are even more fragmented, yet also more heartwarming.
Fu Shiyan and the Angel God stood side by side atop the sea of clouds, admiring the Xinghe.
Qian Daoliu was drinking with several familiar deities, and his face was full of pride and approval when he mentioned Fu Shiyan.
When the Angel God was cultivating alone, Fu Shiyan quietly appeared behind her, gently helping her to regulate her divine power and resolve her bottlenecks.
Every scene felt so real.
So... wonderful.
Qian Renxue, who was watching from the sidelines, became so engrossed in the dream that she gradually forgot it was just a dream.
Looking at the Angel God standing side by side with Fu Shiyan, their fingers intertwined, an indescribable emotion welled up in her heart.
[If... if that were true...]
If only I could...
Her heart was pounding faster and faster, and her cheeks were getting hotter and hotter.
In a daze, she couldn't even tell who she was.
Are they bystanders?
Is it still that Angel God?
The sweetness of being with Fu Shiyan, the sense of security when he protects me, the flutter in my heart when our eyes meet...
It all seemed to be her own feelings.
[What... what's wrong with me?]
She murmured to herself, but found herself unwilling to wake up from this dream.
Even just watching, even just feeling that illusory happiness, she...
I don't want to leave either.