Ye Xuan: I've Subdued a "God"!

Regarding Qian Renxue, that tsundere little angel of the Martial Soul Hall, Ye Xuan had thought about getting along well with her from the very beginning, but doing so had only resulted in estrangement and distance.

Just like a moment ago, Qian Renxue had actually thought about launching a sneak attack on him; an uncle could endure it, but an aunt could not.

Therefore, he no longer cared about the other party's status; as time passed, the gap between the two of them would only grow smaller and smaller.

Two years ago, he might not have been able to beat Qian Renxue, but nowadays, it could be said that the advantage was his!

"Ye Xuan... is your skin itching for a beating again?"

Qian Renxue's brows furrowed slightly, looking very much like she was ready to strike if he dared to say another word.

"Tch, boring. Aside from liking to be sharp-tongued, what else can you actually do to me? You..."

However, before he could finish his sentence, Qian Renxue rushed over, grabbed his collar, and sprinted rapidly toward the Worship Hall.

Seeing this, Ye Xuan remained calm and composed, not believing that she would actually unleash her Martial Soul to attack him in public.

Before long.

The Worship Hall.

The two returned to the place where their "dream began."

The few elders inside saw this scene and merely smiled without speaking, but when Qian Daoliu saw his precious granddaughter dragging Ye Xuan to see him, an inexplicable sense of displeasure arose in his heart.

"Xue'er, you've finally returned; why are you hanging around with this brat again?"

Qian Daoliu's gaze toward Ye Xuan carried a hint of scrutiny; it was clear he already knew that Ye Xuan and Hu Liena had stayed in a room together for a week without coming out.

A lone man and a lone woman in the same room—the dry wood and raging fire must have burned extremely fiercely. He could figure out what happened in that room with his eyes closed.

But soon, Qian Daoliu sensed the divinity on Ye Xuan's body.

"Hmm? Ye Xuan, what is the meaning of this divinity on you?"

Qian Daoliu's eyes widened; it was obvious that Bibi Dong had not informed him of Ye Xuan's full situation.

Qian Renxue was also feeling a bit strange at this moment, so she began to carefully sense the aura on Ye Xuan.

As she conducted a detailed investigation, she was surprised to find that compared to the last time they met, he possessed a bit more affinity, and this power was similar to the Angelic Power within her, yet it seemed even more noble than her own.

(Note: In the original work, Qian Renxue was at the Soul Ancestor level during this period; this is not my own setting. All information in this book refers to the original work; I will not fill in random data, please be aware.)

At present, Qian Renxue had not yet undergone the trials of the Angel God, so she had not yet come into contact with the level of "divinity."

"Reporting to the Grand Pontiff, perhaps it is just my good luck. The remnant soul of the Evil Eye Holy King took a fancy to my talent, so..."

Ye Xuan briefly explained what had happened when he went to the Star Luo Empire a few days ago, mainly focusing on the fact that the Evil Eye Holy King had joined his side along with her spirit bone.

As his voice fell, the few elders who had not yet left the Worship Hall, including Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue, all froze in place.

"So... you let a divine beast sacrifice itself to you?"

"To be precise, it was a divine beast's remnant soul. My soul power also broke through to the forty-seventh level Soul Ancestor because of her sacrifice."

Hearing Ye Xuan say that he had broken through to the forty-seventh level of soul power, the look Qian Daoliu gave him became... intriguing.

"According to my understanding of your Martial Soul, the Evil Eye Holy King should have been taken into your body, right?"

"Ah, this... indeed, but her temper isn't very good, and it is very difficult to order her around."

Ye Xuan scratched his head; after all, he hadn't expected the Evil Eye Holy King to be a white, young, petite loli.

"May I see the Evil Eye Holy King?"

Qian Daoliu had already cursed Bibi Dong a thousand times in his heart, as the situation occurring with Ye Xuan was completely unrelated to what she had described.

However, before Ye Xuan could respond, the tsundere Little Holy King, whom he had kept in a Pokeball, crawled right out.

"Hmm? Guardian of the Angel God, for what reason do you wish to see This Seat?"

A cold, aloof, and youthful female voice echoed through the hall. Upon hearing this strange voice, Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue almost instinctively looked around.

However...

"Detestable humans, This Seat is right in front of you!"

Just at this moment, Ye Xuan picked up the Little Holy King, who had appeared at his feet and stood only about a meter tall, and held her in his arms.

"Ahem, since the Little Holy King's true form is at the divine beast level, she is currently equivalent to a soul beast of several tens of thousands of years at most. So her form might be... you know, just like Ah Yin; before they recover their original strength, their bodies will constantly transition from childhood to adulthood."

Hearing Ye Xuan's explanation, the eyes of both Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue twitched slightly.

Who could have imagined?

That arrogant and peerless Evil Eye Holy King was actually a little girl.

"Ahem, Holy King, I would like to know the difference between the God Realm and the continent. Could you tell me?"

Hearing Qian Daoliu's inquiry, the Little Holy King did not hold back. She crossed her small arms over her chest and responded like a little adult.

"The God Realm is actually not as wonderful as you imagine. Every god there has their own inherent territory. The God Kings are the greatest, followed by First-Class Gods, and Second-Class Gods are the smallest. Those below them, the Third-Class Gods, only have a thatched hut, and the lower-level God Officials have to serve the First-Class Gods and God Kings every day."

"In short, if you want to become a god, you must at least obtain a Second-Class or First-Class God position; otherwise, you will be at the bottom once you reach the God Realm."

As she finished speaking, the Little Holy King raised her eyes to look at Qian Daoliu.

"The God Position of the Angel God is quite excellent, being of the First-Class God level, and it possesses absolute suppression over beings with evil auras. Such an ability is undoubtedly a massive asset to the God Realm; once you arrive there, if all goes as expected, you will be recruited by those even more powerful God Kings."

After saying this, the Little Holy King's mood became extremely dejected.

This was because she recalled her own bitter history.

"Alright, there is no use in dwelling on such things. From the moment you, old fellow, chose to become a divine servant, you were destined to never become a deity yourself."

The Little Holy King sighed helplessly, then transformed into a streak of radiance and returned into Ye Xuan's body.

Watching her gradually merge into Ye Xuan's body, a flicker of surprise appeared in Qian Renxue's pale golden eyes.

This was the first time she had heard such detailed information regarding the God Realm.

"Ahem, Grand Pontiff, Lady Saintess, if there is nothing else, I shall take my leave."

Ye Xuan did not want to stay in this godforsaken place any longer; who knew if this woman Qian Renxue might have a sudden lapse in judgment and beat him up?

Yet, as his voice trailed off, Qian Renxue reached out and grabbed his arm directly.

"Grandfather, I want him..."