Angrily Cursing Qian Renxue

"Qian Renxue, are you out of your damn mind? Why are you following me?"

"If you want to compensate, if you want to make amends, go find someone else."

"I've never seen such a stupid wretch. You have the massive foundation of the Martial Soul Hall to manage, yet you pour all your heart into a piece of trash who looks down on you. Your brain is stuffed with nothing but that pathetic obsession with Tang San. You're being played like a fiddle by him and yet you're still smug about it. Your 'love-struck' brain has completely wiped out your basic sanity."

"How did the Angel God Position even fall to a fool like you? You've disgraced the Martial Soul Hall entirely. You are nothing but a pile of mud that can't be plastered onto a wall."

"You've squandered the tens of thousands of years of the Martial Soul Hall's foundation, and now you feel guilty? You regret it? You want to make up for it? It's too late!"

"If I were you, I'd slit my own throat right now to save myself from being captured by others and turned into a plaything, which would only further stain the reputation of the Angel lineage."

Inside a courtyard near the edge of the Far North, six-year-old Qian Yu pointed at the former Angel God, Qian Renxue, and cursed her roundly.

"Isn't that a bit too hurtful to her?"

Hu Liena, standing to the side, heard the harsh insults and spoke up cautiously to persuade Qian Yu.

"Hurt your damn head!"

"I was only busy scolding her and didn't get to you—are you feeling left out?"

"Hu Liena, where the hell do you get off acting so high and mighty?"

"Compared to Qian Renxue, you're even more disgusting. The Martial Soul Hall raised you from a child without parents, groomed you as a Saintess, and Bibi Dong treated you like her own flesh and blood, exhausting the resources of the Martial Soul Hall to pave your way. And what did you do?"

"Just because of a little hypocritical maneuvering by Tang San in the Capital of Slaughter, you completely lost your mind. You no longer had the Martial Soul Hall that raised you in your eyes, nor the teacher who treated you with sincerity. For the sake of a piece of shit like Tang San, you went against the Martial Soul Hall at every turn, even betraying your own roots and forgetting who gave you everything."

"Anyone could betray Bibi Dong, but you, Hu Liena, have no right. Just for the sake of so-called 'love,' you directly caused Bibi Dong to lose three 100,000-year spirit rings. You deserve to die too."

"If you don't like my tone, kill me right now. Stop pestering me, for God's sake."

Qian Yu was parched from his ranting and panting heavily. He didn't care about his image anymore and simply flopped onto the ground to rest.

Looking at the azure sky and the distant snow-capped mountains, he felt like ten thousand horses were stampeding through his heart.

How the hell did he transmigrate into the Douluo Continent, and right after the war between the two gods ended, no less?

What was even more infuriating was that the original owner of this body was a descendant of the Martial Soul Hall's Angel Legion, and he had just turned six.

Not long ago, he had even awakened a Four-Winged Angel martial soul.

In this era, an Angel martial soul was a literal rat crossing the street that everyone wanted to beat; it was even worse than being a Fallen Spirit Master.

Fortunately, the spirit master who awakened his martial soul was one of his own, otherwise, he might have been executed as a heretic the moment he awakened.

But as luck would have it, he was caught by Qian Renxue and Hu Liena, those two brain-dead women, right when he awakened.

And then, whether out of guilt and a desire to make amends or just to find some psychological comfort, they chose to cultivate him.

Isn't this a literal disaster from out of the blue?

The reason he had taken his maid and fled with all the money he could carry to the edge of the Far North before the news of the defeat arrived was precisely to hide and avoid any connection with the Martial Soul Hall.

He had guarded against everything, but he never expected these two idiots to show up here after their defeat.

Tang San might not care about other members of the Martial Soul Hall, but how could he not have someone watching Qian Renxue, who had once been an Angel God?

It was certain that from the moment these two fools arrived, he had already been added to the blacklist of Tang San's group.

After all, those people would absolutely never allow a possessor of an Innate Full Soul Power Four-Winged Angel to grow up.

The reason they didn't get angry or kill him despite his cursing was that they had belatedly realized this fact themselves.

Without a golden finger, his fate was already sealed in the face of this situation.

Qian Yu couldn't be bothered to resist anymore; he simply let himself go, hoping for a quick death and a fresh start.

Maybe there would be a chance to restart.

"Qian Yu, how... how do you know all of this?"

At first, Qian Renxue had been completely stunned by the scolding, but once she reacted, she quickly realized something was wrong.

Some of these secrets were things even they didn't know; how could this child in front of her possibly be aware of them?

"Don't ask. If you ask, I won't tell you."

"If you're unhappy, just kill me now."

Qian Yu wore the expression of a hardened rogue.

Who could understand the sorrow in his heart? He had been so careful, fleeing for over a month with his maid to avoid all eyes and finally settling down, only for trouble to show up before he could even catch his breath.

And it was the kind of trouble that couldn't be solved.

Anyone would have a mental breakdown if this happened to them.

"Is it a god, or something else?"

Qian Renxue looked at the Qian Yu before her, lost in deep thought.

A six-year-old boy, thousands of miles away, yet he knew every secret thing they had done—this was absolutely not normal.

The only thing she could think of was that it had to do with a god.

The problem was, she had once been an Angel God herself, yet she couldn't see through his methods at all.

"Do you think I still have a chance?"

Qian Renxue hesitated for a moment before tentatively asking again.

She was truly unwilling to give up!

Hearing these words, Qian Yu rolled up from the ground and stared fixedly at Qian Renxue. After a long while, he finally spoke: "To what extent can you go?"

"Wait a moment, I need to deal with some small fry first!"

Hearing Qian Yu say this, Qian Renxue's eyes lit up, and her expression took on a sharp edge.

The next moment, a powerful force erupted from within her body.

Although she was currently only an 89th-level Spirit Douluo, she possessed a god-level physique, god-level mental power, and held the Angel God Sword in her hand.

She could easily slaughter even a Title Douluo.

Qian Renxue's figure vanished from where she stood, and when she reappeared, she held a severed head in her hand—it was the head of a Title Douluo elder from the Clear Sky Sect.

"No matter the cost, I am willing to pay it!"

Qian Renxue tossed the head onto the ground and looked at Qian Yu with an extremely earnest gaze.

"As a loser, you no longer have a chance."

"But I still do. Give all your power to me. If I am lucky enough to succeed, I will resurrect you."

"As for failure..."

Qian Yu stopped there; he did not continue, but the implication was self-evident.

For the defeated, there is only the path of death.

Indeed, the current situation could be described as a catastrophic start, but he still wanted to give it a try.

Although Qian Renxue had shattered her Angel Godhead and Angel God Position, it did not mean that everything had completely dissipated.

Legends of the God Realm clearly stated that the Angel God Position and Rakshasa God Position remained vacant in the God Realm, which meant there was still a possibility of attaining godhood.

Even if Tang San already possessed dual god positions, so what?

The god position of the Asura God King was something he had not truly mastered even ten thousand years later. Without the baptism of the immortal spiritual energy of the God Realm, he was merely a level-100 god.

As long as one caught up fast enough and found a sufficient opening, it was not impossible to have a fighting chance.

Whether it was the God Realm or the Douluo Continent, the current Tang San could not control everything.

Although this start was terrible, it was still much better than ten thousand years later.

"Abandon everything to gamble on a glimmer of hope?"

Qian Renxue fell silent.

This was not the answer he wanted.

"I will consider it!"

After a long silence, Qian Renxue still did not give a final reply.

She then stood there blankly, lost in her own thoughts.

Qian Yu did not disturb Qian Renxue; he did not hold much hope for this, as those words were merely mentioned in passing.

He had been carried away while cursing earlier, and now that he had regained his senses, he felt a lingering fear.

Thus, taking advantage of the moment Qian Renxue was lost in thought, he quietly slipped away.

What to do next was truly a matter that required careful consideration.

"Since Qian Renxue killed the person Tang San arranged, it means he likely didn't manage to send the message out. My identity hasn't been exposed yet."

"Should I change locations and keep running?"

Qian Yu pondered for a while and felt it was worth a try.

He prepared to find an excuse to slip away with the maid early the next morning.

In the middle of the night, just as Qian Yu was sleeping soundly, he felt someone standing beside him in his dazed state.

He opened his bleary eyes and saw the stunningly beautiful face of Qian Renxue.

But at this moment, Qian Renxue's eyes were bloodshot and filled with red veins, her expression twisted, looking like a ghoul in his hazy vision.

"If I give all my power to you, what percentage of certainty do you have of defeating Tang San?"

"After you succeed, is there any way to resurrect some people?"

Qian Renxue asked in a hoarse voice, her eyes filled with anticipation. It was impossible to imagine what kind of mental journey she had gone through over the past half-day.

"I cannot give you an accurate answer because I don't know either!"

"I only know one thing: if we don't try, if we don't gamble, we won't even have the slightest chance!"

Qian Yu truly did not expect that Qian Renxue would actually consider giving her power to him.

If that were truly the case, he would really have to pull off an extreme maneuver.

"Fine, since you want it, I will give all my power to you!"

With that, Qian Renxue gave her answer.