Flowers Bloom Anew, Youth Never Returns

Believe it or not, you really shouldn't dismiss it.

Qian Wuyou and Qian Renxue were childhood sweethearts; with only a year between them, they grew up together in Martial Soul City, cultivated side-by-side in the Angel Family, and received the meticulous guidance of Qian Daoliu.

In the eyes of many within the Angel Clan and its upper echelons, Qian Wuyou and Qian Renxue were the quintessential golden boy and jade girl, destined to become partners and the best candidates to carry on the bloodline of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul.

It was precisely because of this childhood closeness that Qian Renxue felt, deep down, that no matter what happened, Qian Wuyou would never truly try to kill her, his childhood companion.

Yet, it wasn't until she witnessed this world-destroying strike with her own eyes that Qian Renxue was jolted into a sudden realization: Qian Wuyou no longer seemed to be the boy from the past who would gently yield to her, his eyes always crinkled with a warm, gentle smile.

"It seems I have been away for too long..."

"I've lost the boy who was so good to me when I was young..."

Qian Renxue muttered to herself, looking lost and dejected.

To earn the recognition of Bibi Dong, she had left Martial Soul City at the age of nine, leaving behind the Angel Family and the Qian Wuyou who had treated her best during her childhood.

Sixteen years—a full sixteen years—she had spent undercover in the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.

Although she had successfully assumed the identity of "Xue Qinghe" and sat firmly in the position of Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire.

In the end, she had lost Qian Wuyou.

Qian Renxue questioned herself over and over in the depths of her heart.

Was it truly the right choice to sacrifice sixteen years of her life, distance herself from her family, and abandon her childhood just to gain the approval of that woman, Bibi Dong, trapping herself in the schemes and disguises of the deep palace?

If she hadn't left Martial Soul City, hadn't left the Angel Family, and hadn't left Qian Wuyou back then...

If she hadn't been so obsessed with Bibi Dong's opinion, would Qian Wuyou still be the boy who was good to her?

Qian Renxue cast one last, complex look at Qian Wuyou.

"Perhaps... I need to find a time to have a proper talk with Wuyou!"

Noticing Qian Renxue's complicated gaze, Qian Wuyou curled his lips in helplessness.

"Tsk!"

"That unlucky child, Qian Renxue..."

He felt nothing for Qian Renxue.

In his eyes, the Qian Renxue who used to cry after being scolded by Bibi Dong was just an attention-seeker who loved to blubber at the drop of a hat.

The sixteen years of separation had long since worn away the memories of their childhood until they were faint and distant.

The days they spent together in their youth, the daily routine of cultivation, and the brief moments of childhood tenderness and accommodation had long been buried by the passage of time, becoming blurred and remote.

Flowers may bloom again, but a person can never be young twice.

One must ask—how many sixteen-year periods does a life have?

After he broke the seal of his prenatal memories and awakened the recollections of his past life, he was even more exasperated by the sheer stupidity of Qian Renxue's actions in the original story.

Qian Renxue, a Tier 1 Angel God, had actually been killed in a counterattack by Tang San, who was only a Title Douluo at the time...

She had even fallen in love with that little scoundrel, God King Tang...

This... was just absurd...

What the hell!

Could it be—that you, Qian Renxue, actually have a masochistic streak?

The more that little scoundrel God King Tang abused you, the more you, Qian Renxue, liked him?

Regarding this—it left him speechless.

Beyond that—in the original story.

Qian Renxue acted as if her intelligence had been "nerfed," letting Tang San go time and time again.

She could spare Tang San today, spare him again tomorrow, and continue to spare him countless times thereafter.

In the end, Qian Renxue had simply become a "horse-sparer"...

Qian Renxue: "Hey! You bastard, I am not a horse-sparer!"

Qian Wuyou: "No! You, Qian Renxue, are exactly that!"

"Xiao Xue, I hope you conduct yourself well in the future..."

If it weren't for the sake of the meticulous cultivation Qian Daoliu had provided him over the years and those six Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones, Qian Wuyou wouldn't have bothered to warn that idiot, Qian Renxue.

This was the most honest thought in Qian Wuyou's heart, and it was also the consensus of everyone in the Radical Faction of the Angel Clan.

Although they did not agree with Qian Daoliu's approach of blind tolerance and compromise toward Bibi Dong.

They still deeply respected Qian Daoliu as the patriarch who held the Angel Family together.

As for that unlucky child Qian Renxue, whose brain wasn't exactly sharp, the members of the Radical Faction didn't like her, but they wouldn't go so far as to kill her.

After all—if something were to happen to Qian Renxue, Qian Daoliu, that Level 99 Peerless Douluo, would absolutely go insane.

They had indeed rebelled and broken away from Martial Soul Hall, even setting up their own faction, but there was no denying that they were still of the Angel Clan.

Everyone here flowed with the bloodline of the Angel God; even if their ideologies clashed and internal conflicts ran deep, they would not act so ruthlessly as to completely sever the final shred of kinship between their own kind.

Taking one last deep look at Qian Renxue, Qian Wuyou's icy voice, wrapped in soul power, resounded across the entire sky of Heaven Dou City, falling precisely into the ears of everyone present.

"Everyone, I hope you can all survive under my gift!"

"And then, our great Pope Bibi Dong, Her Majesty, will be waiting for your crusade in Martial Soul City!"

Every word was heart-piercing, and every sentence stirred the long-accumulated rage of all the factions present against Martial Soul Hall.

Qian Wuyou deliberately emphasized the word "crusade," directly pushing the Martial Soul Hall led by Bibi Dong to the opposite side of every faction on the continent.

Before the spatial tunnel closed completely, Qian Wuyou continued to frantically incite hatred against Bibi Dong, completely unconcerned with whether Martial Soul Hall lived or died.

As the saying goes—better the neighbor dies than oneself.

It was better for Bibi Dong to suffer than for him to suffer; this was his most honest thought at this moment.

As long as he could make Bibi Dong the target of public criticism, he would not care in the slightest even if Martial Soul Hall were besieged by all the forces of the continent.

"Rumble—!"

A deafening roar echoed through the heavens and earth; the pitch-black spatial tunnel suddenly closed amidst an explosion, completely erasing the figures of Qian Wuyou and his party.

Following the closure of the spatial tunnel, the remaining pillars of soul power within Heaven Dou City erupted completely.

"Ahhh!"

"Martial Soul Hall, Bibi Dong, the Angel Family, Qian Wuyou..."

"I, Tang Hao, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and the Heaven Dou Empire will never rest until you are dead..."

Tang Hao's eyes were blood-red, his breath coming in ragged gasps like an ox.

Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and Ge Long were all trembling with rage, their faces ashen.

Qian Wuyou had brought the other members of the Angel Family to descend upon Heaven Dou City with such swagger, only to leave with the same arrogance; this was a monumental humiliation for the Heaven Dou Empire and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"Rumble—!"

The terrifying energy erupted completely, and the violent soul power swept through the entire Heaven Dou City, swallowing all the resistors whole.

The earth shook violently, dust and flames soared into the sky, and houses, city walls, and streets were all directly wiped off the map by this violent force.

The once-prosperous Heaven Dou City was completely destroyed, leaving behind only a bottomless, massive crater, with no trace of its former glory remaining.