[Age 9.]
[Because of Bibi Dong and the Spirit Hall higher-ups' plans, you were forced to leave Spirit Hall and go undercover in the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, disguised as the eldest prince, "Xue Qinghe."]
[On the day you left, the sky was overcast, just like your mood.]
[You changed into men's clothes and took one last look in the direction of Spirit Hall.]
[Lin Jiang stood before you, half a head taller, his golden eyes filled with reluctance.]
[You wanted to speak, but your throat felt blocked. You couldn't get a single word out.]
[Tears welled in your eyes, but you were the Angel's heir. You couldn't cry.]
[Lin Jiang held out his hand. A piece of candy lay in his palm.]
[Dried Tangerine Peel Candy.]
["Xue'er, don't cry," he said softly.]
[You couldn't hold back any longer. Tears streamed down your face.]
[You took the candy and clutched it tightly in your palm, but you couldn't say a word.]
[For Spirit Hall, you had to leave.]
[Lin Jiang held your hand, looked into your eyes, and spoke slowly and firmly.]
["Xue'er, wait for me."]
["I'll break this deadlock and bring you home."]
[You nodded, turned, and walked away, not daring to look back.]
[From then on, you were worlds apart.]
Qian Renxue sat on the bed, tears silently rolling down her cheeks.
Lin Jiang...
Why couldn't I remember you at all?
Or was it...
that you existed only in this Divine Oracle?
[You went undercover in the Heaven Dou Empire for twenty whole years.]
[For twenty years, you wore the mask of "Xue Qinghe," navigating court politics and fending off the probing of those old foxes.]
[You didn't dare reveal your strength, cultivate too quickly, or show the slightest flaw.]
[Twenty years of disguise, twenty years of repression, twenty years of loneliness.]
[Your cultivation fell behind.]
[At age 29, you had only just reached the Soul Saint realm.]
Qian Renxue lowered her head, her heart heavy with sorrow.
Twenty years undercover...
What had it all been for?
[That year, Bibi Dong urged you to launch the Heaven Dou Coup.]
[You had spent twenty years laying your plans. Everything was ready; all that was missing was the final push.]
[On the night of the coup, everything went smoothly. The Heaven Dou Imperial Palace was under your control, and Emperor Xue Ye was trapped like a turtle in a jar.]
[You were on the verge of success—]
[Then one person ruined all your plans.]
Qian Renxue's pupils contracted.
Who?
[Shrek Academy. Tang San.]
[Son of Tang Hao, and a bearer of Twin Martial Souls.]
Qian Renxue abruptly sat up straight.
Twin Martial Souls...
Like Bibi Dong?
[Seeing his exceptional talent, you wanted to recruit him and make him serve you.]
[You were too confident. You thought that as a Soul Saint, you could easily handle a Soul Emperor in the sixties.]
[You let your guard down.]
[You underestimated him.]
[Tang San used Blue Silver Grass to restrain you, the Clear Sky Hammer to attack head-on, and Hidden Weapons to launch a sneak attack—]
[At a level in the sixties, he defeated you, a Soul Saint in the seventies!]
Qian Renxue shuddered.
Someone in the sixties... defeated someone in the seventies?
How was that possible?!
[The Heaven Dou Coup was declared a failure.]
[Twenty years of planning went up in smoke.]
[You fled back to Spirit Hall in disgrace and shut yourself away.]
Qian Renxue closed her eyes and drew a deep breath.
Every word in the Simulator stabbed at her heart like a needle.
Twenty years...
Twenty years undercover, all wasted because of her own stubborn arrogance?
She opened her eyes. Resolve flashed in their golden depths.
This was a warning from the Angel God.
A Divine Oracle.
She had to remember—
Mercy toward the enemy was cruelty toward herself.
That Tang San...
She wouldn't forget him.
[After the coup failed, you returned to Spirit Hall and asked for news of Lin Jiang.]
[Qian Daoliu was silent for a long while before finally speaking.]
["The year you left, when you were nine... Lin Jiang disappeared."]
["No one knows what happened."]
Qian Renxue felt as if she'd been struck by lightning.
Age 9...
The year she left?
No wonder...
No wonder Lin Jiang hadn't sent her a single letter all these years!
It wasn't that he didn't want to contact her. He had...
disappeared?
[Later, Bibi Dong established the Spirit Hall Empire and openly declared war on the two great empires.]
[War swept across the continent, leaving corpses strewn everywhere.]
[Meanwhile, Tang San formed an alliance between the two empires to fight Spirit Hall.]
Qian Renxue furrowed her brows.
This Tang San... was he really that powerful?
Could he take on all of Spirit Hall?
[That year, you were 35.]
[Your grandfather, Qian Daoliu, summoned you to the Angel Temple.]
["Xue'er, it's time," he said softly. "The Angel God's inheritance requires a sacrifice."]
[Before you could react, Qian Daoliu had already walked toward the altar in the center of the temple.]
["Grandpa!" You rushed forward to stop him, but a sacred barrier blocked your way.]
[Qian Daoliu looked back at you, a kind smile on his aged face.]
["Xue'er, you are the hope of the Angel lineage."]
["I've lived a worthwhile life."]
[Light burst forth!]
[Qian Daoliu turned into specks of golden light and merged into your body!]
[The Nine Angel Trials were instantly simplified! Six years of godhood trials were compressed into a mere moment!]
Qian Renxue covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face.
"Grandpa... no..."
[You inherited the Angel Godhood and became a First-Level God—the God of Angels.]
[Golden light blazed across the sky, sacred and majestic.]
[But you would rather have had none of it.]
[You only wanted your grandfather to live.]
[At Jialing Pass, the final battle began.]
[You stood atop the walls. Across from you was Rakshasa God Bibi Dong, and farther away stood Tang San—the dual inheritor of Asura God and Sea God!]
Qian Renxue's pupils contracted sharply.
Two divine inheritances?!
One person, inheriting two godhoods?!
How was that possible?!
[The battle erupted.]
[You and Bibi Dong joined forces to fight Tang San.]
[And yet—]
[You were no match for him.]
[Under the Asura Blood Sword, you were driven back again and again, while Bibi Dong was covered in wounds.]
[Just as Tang San was about to kill you with a single strike—]
[A figure stepped in front of you.]
Qian Renxue froze.
Bibi Dong.
[Bibi Dong looked back at you, blood at the corner of her mouth, yet she smiled.]
["Qian Renxue..." she said softly. "I hate your father, but I... don't hate you."]
[She turned and summoned the last of her strength to speak to Tang San.]
["Tang San, please—spare them."]
["Spare both Qian Renxue and Hu Liena."]
[Tang San fell silent for a moment, then nodded.]
["All right."]
[Bibi Dong smiled.]
[Then she passed away peacefully.]
Qian Renxue trembled from head to toe.
Bibi Dong...
The woman who had killed her father...
In the end... had saved her?
Her whole worldview had been turned upside down too many times today.
But—
Were we destined to lose?
[After Bibi Dong fell, Tang San turned and looked at you.]
[You relaxed, thinking you could leave—]
[Then you saw Tang San raise his sword.]
[You froze. "You... promised her..."]
[Tang San smiled.]
["The one who promised her was Sea God Tang San."]
[The sword in his hand turned blood-red.]
["Not Asura God Tang San."]
["Asura Blood Sword!"]
Qian Renxue's eyes widened.
Despicable!!!
Shameless!!!
Wretch!!!
Before you continue