Qian Renxue: Tang San, you despicable scoundrel!

[Age 9.]

[Due to the schemes of Bibi Dong and the upper echelons of Martial Soul Hall, you are forced to leave Martial Soul Hall and head to the Heaven Dou Empire imperial palace to go undercover, disguised as the eldest prince, "Xue Qinghe."]

[On the day of your departure, the sky was overcast, much like your mood.]

[You changed into men's clothing and took one last look in the direction of Martial Soul Hall.]

[Lin Jiang stood before you, half a head taller than you, his golden eyes filled with reluctance.]

[You wanted to speak, but found your throat felt blocked, unable to utter a single word.]

[Tears welled up in your eyes, but you are the heir to the Angel, you cannot cry.]

[Lin Jiang reached out his hand, a piece of candy resting in his palm.]

[Dried Tangerine Peel Candy.]

["Xue'er, don't cry," he said softly.]

[You could no longer hold back, and tears streamed down your face.]

[You took the candy, clutching it tightly in your palm, yet you could not say a word.]

[For the sake of Martial Soul Hall, you had to go.]

[Lin Jiang held your hand, looking into your eyes, enunciating every word.]

["Xue'er, wait for me."]

["I will surely break this deadlock and welcome your return."]

[You nodded, turned, and left, not daring to look back.]

[From then on, you were worlds apart.]

Qian Renxue sat on the bed, tears sliding down silently.

Lin Jiang...

Why do I have absolutely no memory of you?

Or could it be...

That you only exist within this Divine Oracle?

[You went undercover in the Heaven Dou Empire for twenty full years.]

[For twenty years, you wore the mask of "Xue Qinghe," maneuvering through the imperial court and dealing with the probing of those old foxes.]

[You dared not expose your true strength, dared not cultivate too quickly, and dared not reveal a single flaw.]

[Twenty years of disguise, twenty years of repression, twenty years of loneliness.]

[Your cultivation fell behind.]

[At the age of 29, you had only just barely reached the Soul Saint realm.]

Qian Renxue lowered her head, feeling dejected and sorrowful.

Twenty years of being an undercover agent...

What exactly was it all for?

[That year, Bibi Dong urged you to launch the Heaven Dou Coup.]

[You had laid your plans for twenty years; everything was ready, save for the final catalyst.]

[On the night of the coup, everything went smoothly. The Heaven Dou imperial palace was under your control, and Emperor Xue Ye was a turtle in a jar.]

[Just as success was within reach—]

[One person shattered all your plans.]

Qian Renxue's pupils constricted.

Who?

[Shrek Academy, Tang San.]

[The son of Tang Hao, possessor of Twin Martial Souls.]

Qian Renxue sat up abruptly.

Twin Martial Souls...

Just like Bibi Dong?

[Seeing his extraordinary talent, you felt the urge to recruit him, wanting to make him your own.]

[You were too confident, believing that at the Soul Saint realm, dealing with a Soul Emperor in his sixties was more than enough.]

[You were careless.]

[You underestimated your enemy.]

[Tang San used Blue Silver Grass for control, the Clear Sky Hammer for a fierce assault, and hidden weapons for a sneak attack—]

[At level sixty-something, he defeated you, who was at level seventy-something!]

Qian Renxue shuddered.

Level sixty-something... defeating someone over level seventy?

How is that possible?!

[The Heaven Dou Coup is declared a failure.]

[Twenty years of planning, ruined in an instant.]

[You flee back to Martial Soul Hall in disgrace and refuse to step outside.]

Qian Renxue closes her eyes and takes a deep breath.

Every word in the Simulator stabs at her heart like a needle.

Twenty years...

Twenty years of undercover work, all wasted because of her own arrogance?

She opens her eyes, a flash of resolve crossing her golden pupils.

This is a warning from the God of Angels.

It is a Divine Oracle.

She must remember—

Mercy toward an enemy is cruelty toward oneself.

That Tang San...

She will remember him.

[After the coup fails, you return to Martial Soul Hall and ask for news of Lin Jiang.]

[Qian Daoliu remains silent for a long time before finally speaking.]

["The year you left at age nine... Lin Jiang vanished."]

["No one knows what happened."]

Qian Renxue is struck as if by lightning.

Age nine...

The very year she left?

No wonder...

No wonder Lin Jiang hadn't sent a single letter all these years!

It wasn't that he didn't want to contact her; it was that he...

Had disappeared?

[Later, Bibi Dong establishes the Martial Soul Empire and openly declares war on the two great empires.]

[The flames of war spread across the continent, leaving corpses strewn across the fields.]

[And Tang San forms an alliance between the two great empires to oppose Martial Soul Hall.]

Qian Renxue knits her brows.

This Tang San... is he really that formidable?

Capable of opposing the entirety of Martial Soul Hall?

[This year, you are 35 years old.]

[Your grandfather, Qian Daoliu, summons you to the Angel Temple.]

["Xue'er, it is time," he says softly. "The inheritance of the God of Angels requires a sacrifice."]

[Before you can react, Qian Daoliu walks toward the altar in the center of the temple.]

["Grandfather—!" You rush forward to stop him, but are blocked by a screen of holy light.]

[Qian Daoliu looks back at you, a kind smile on his aged face.]

["Xue'er, you are the hope of the Angel lineage."]

["Grandfather's life has been worth it."]

[Light erupts!]

[Qian Daoliu turns into specks of golden light, merging into your body!]

[The Nine Angel Trials are instantly simplified! The six-year path to godhood is compressed into a mere moment!]

Qian Renxue covers her mouth, tears streaming from her eyes.

"Grandfather... no..."

[You inherit the position of the God of Angels, becoming a Tier 1 deity—the God of Angels.]

[Golden light shines for ten thousand miles, holy and majestic.]

[But you would rather not have it.]

[You only want your grandfather to live.]

[Jialing Pass, the decisive battle.]

[You stand atop the city wall, facing the Rakshasa God Bibi Dong, and further away, Tang San—the dual inheritor of the Asura God and the Sea God!]

Qian Renxue's pupils constricted violently.

Dual divine inheritance?!

One person, inheriting two godhoods?!

How is this possible?!

[The great battle erupts.]

[You and Bibi Dong join forces to fight Tang San.]

[However—]

[You are no match.]

[Under the Asura Blood Sword, you are forced back step by step, and Bibi Dong is covered in wounds.]

[You are about to be slain by Tang San's blade—]

[A figure blocks your path.]

Qian Renxue froze.

Bibi Dong.

[Bibi Dong looks back at you, blood at the corner of her mouth, yet she smiles.]

["Qian Renxue..." she says softly, "I hate your father, but I... do not hate you."]

[She turns around, using her final strength to speak to Tang San.]

["Tang San, I beg you—spare them."]

["Qian Renxue, Hu Liena, spare them both."]

[Tang San is silent for a moment, then nods.]

["Very well."]

[Bibi Dong smiles.]

[Then, she passes away peacefully.]

Qian Renxue trembles all over.

Bibi Dong...

The woman who killed her father...

In the end... saved her?

Her worldview has been overturned too many times today.

But—

Are we destined for a failed ending?

[After Bibi Dong falls, Tang San turns around and looks at you.]

[You heave a sigh of relief, thinking you can leave—]

[Then you see Tang San raise his sword.]

[You are stunned: "You... you promised her..."]

[Tang San smiles.]

["The one who promised her was the Sea God Tang San."]

[The sword in his hand turns blood-red.]

["Not the Asura God Tang San."]

["Asura Blood Sword—!"]

Qian Renxue's eyes widen.

Despicable!!!

Shameless!!!

Scoundrel!!!