True unification of the continent would still take time.
But Qian Renxue did not care about such things.
She was already a god.
In her eyes, the struggles of mortals were nothing more than fleeting clouds.
She only needed to remain at Spirit Hall and act when it mattered.
As for the power that would come after unifying the continent...
She cared even less about that.
When Bibi Dong proposed becoming the first Empress of the Spirit Hall Empire, Qian Renxue agreed without hesitation.
She had no interest in that position.
Power, wealth, status... they were all passing clouds in her eyes.
The only thing she cared about was her grandfather's expectation.
To live well, and see this world in his stead.
So, she chose to remain at Spirit Hall, protecting the force her grandfather had spent his entire life striving for.
As for the complicated political affairs, she could leave them to her mother.
Bibi Dong possessed the true talent of an emperor. Under her rule, the Spirit Hall Empire flourished and prospered.
Qian Renxue was more than happy to take it easy.
At that moment, Qian Renxue stood before the window, gazing into the distance.
That familiar divine consciousness still echoed in her mind.
God of Phantom Colors
"Qian Renxue, your grandfather's soul has been found. Senior God of Fire has already brought him back to the God Realm, where he is being nurtured. Once he recovers, he can be resurrected."
It was Liu Bai's voice.
Qian Renxue closed her eyes and took a deep breath, calming the excitement in her heart.
A year had passed.
She had waited an entire year for this news.
Although Liu Bai had told her that God of Fire was doing his best to search, there had never been any definite news.