Angel Sacred Sword! Neuvillette is invincible!

This rabbit named Xiao Wu is no longer a simple soul beast.

She chose humanity, and she chose that man named Tang San.

Furthermore, according to Neuvillette, she is also the "catalyst" Tang San uses to increase his power.

If she were to be released now, it would not only ruin Neuvillette's plan, but it might even allow this rabbit to return to Tang San's side and turn around to deal with Skywater City.

Although Xue Di had never heard the story of the farmer and the snake, she understood the principle behind it.

While she was kind-hearted, she was by no means a brainless fool.

"What a pitiful yet hateful little creature."

Xue Di sighed softly and dissipated the soul power at her fingertips.

She withdrew her hand, stopped looking at the ice sculpture, and turned to walk toward the center of the room.

Since she could not be released, she would have to find another way to soothe the lingering resentment in her heart.

The soul beast race had been so calculated against by that father and son, kept in captivity like pigs and dogs, and sacrificed.

This grievance was something she could not swallow no matter what.

On the soft couch, Neuvillette was flipping through an ancient book, looking bored.

Noticing Xue Di approaching, he did not look up, but asked in a lazy tone:

"What? Did you soften?"

Xue Di walked to the side of the couch and sat down directly, her long, slender jade legs crossed, her posture elegant and noble.

"A little."

She did not deny it, nor did she hide it.

"Seeing one of my own kind bullied like this is always uncomfortable."

"Especially when I think of that Tang San, using the lives of our soul beasts to pave his path to godhood, I feel sick."

Neuvillette closed the book and looked up, a hint of a smile in his pale purple vertical pupils.

"And so?"

"What do you want to do?"

Xue Di tilted her chin slightly, looking toward the distant south outside the window.

From that direction, faint fluctuations of soaring blood energy and soul power could be felt.

"I want to go to Jialing Pass."

Her voice was cold, yet it carried a sense of determination.

"I want to go and see what kind of person this so-called 'Child of Destiny' really is."

"If he looks like an eyesore..."

Xue Di narrowed her eyes, a cold glint flashing in their depths.

"I will take the opportunity to teach those little bastards from the Tang Sect a lesson."

"I'll collect some interest for this silly rabbit, and for those soul beasts who were plotted against."

Hearing this, Neuvillette did not stop her; instead, he chuckled aloud.

He reached out and naturally pulled Xue Di's slender waist, drawing her into his arms.

"Go if you want to."

"It is indeed quite boring to be cooped up in this City Lord Mansion all day."

Neuvillette's fingers gently combed through Xue Di's silver-white hair, his tone indifferent yet full of dominance:

"They are just a bunch of clowns; you can play with them however you like."

"As long as you are happy, even if you tear down Jialing Pass, no one would dare say a word."

Xue Di leaned against his chest, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly, revealing a soul-stirring smile.

"That's what you said."

"If I cause a huge mess, you'll have to cover for me."

Neuvillette lowered his head and kissed her forehead lightly.

"Rest assured."

"If the sky falls, I will hold it up."

Just as the two were sharing a tender moment, two small heads suddenly poked in from outside the door.

The sister duo, Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er, were blinking their big eyes, looking into the room with anticipation.

"Mistress, Mistress!"

Shui Yue'er was bolder; she jumped right in and tugged on Xue Di's sleeve, acting spoiled:

"Are you going to Jialing Pass?"

"Take us with you!"

"We want to go watch the excitement too!"

Although Shui Bing'er was slightly more reserved, she followed them in, her eyes filled with hope.

Ever since they had beaten up the people from Shrek at the city gate last time, they had developed a taste for such combat scenes.

Now that they heard there was an even larger battlefield, how could they possibly sit still?

Xue Di sat up from Neuvillette's embrace, straightened her clothes, and looked at her two excited little disciples with a helpless smile.

"Fine."

"It's a good chance for you to see the world."

"Lest you encounter those shameless hypocrites in the future and end up counting money for the people who swindled you."

After speaking, Xue Di cast a meaningful glance at the ice sculpture in the corner.

Shui Yue'er stuck out her tongue and hooked her arm around Xue Di's.

"We wouldn't be that stupid!"

"With Teacher and Mistress here, who would dare to swindle us?"

Neuvillette looked at the three women—one grown and two young—and waved his hand.

"Go on, and return early."

Half an hour later.

Above Jialing Pass, high in the clouds.

Xue Di brought the Shui sisters, concealing their figures as they quietly looked down at the tragic battlefield below.

The sounds of shouting and killing shook the heavens and earth, and the light of soul skills exploded across the battlefield like fireworks.

Blood stained the city walls, and severed limbs could be seen everywhere.

This was war.

Cruel and real.

Although Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er were usually the pride of their peers, they had never seen such a massive scene of tens of thousands of people slaughtering each other, and their faces turned pale for a moment.

Xue Di, however, remained calm.

She was accustomed to life and death in the Far North; this level of carnage could not scare her.

Her gaze pierced through the chaotic battlefield, precisely locking onto the figure in the Shrek camp who wore blue and held a trident.

That was Tang San.

He certainly looked the part, but that stench of hypocrisy could be smelled from far away.

Just as Xue Di was preparing to give the group below a "surprise."

Above the firmament, the previously still golden list began to tremble violently once more.

Rumble--

A pillar of golden light, like divine punishment, tore through the smoke of the battlefield and enveloped Qian Renxue in the Martial Soul Hall camp.

Everyone stopped what they were doing, instinctively looking up.

They saw that beneath the line of text belonging to Qian Renxue on the canopy, new content began to emerge.

[Divine Artifact Evolution: Holy Angel Sword.]

[Evolution Trait: Holy Judgment.]

[Note: This sword has transcended mortal weapons and ascended to the prototype of a super divine artifact.]

[Special Reward: Bestow upon the wielder two 100,000-year God-Given Soul Rings.]

[Trait: No attribute restrictions; can be absorbed directly or replace existing soul rings, with age limits stacking!]

Above Jialing Pass, golden light rolled across the sky.

The Angel Sacred Sword in Qian Renxue's hand was no longer a mortal object.

Under the blessing of the two 100,000-year God-Given Soul Rings, a heart-stopping holy flame flowed over the blade.

Every swing of the sword seemed as if it would split the firmament in two.

Tang San was in a sorry state at this moment.

Although the Seagod Trident in his hand weighed 108,000 catties, it was being suppressed to the point where he couldn't even lift his head in the face of her unreasonable Holy Judgment.

"Tang San, is this all the skill you have?"

Qian Renxue held the sword in one hand, her six wings spread behind her, looking like a true deity descended.

With a casual wave, a magnificent golden sword aura swept out.

Tang San could only raise his trident to block.

"Clang--!"

The sound of metal clashing pierced their eardrums.