Watching Cen Yu shine brilliantly in the sky, Qian Renxue turned her gaze toward Douluo Hall on Martial Soul Sacred Mountain, where the Angel God Statue was enshrined.
After a moment of silence, she slowly turned to Qian Daoliu beside her and asked, "Grandpa... is this the justice the Angel God has always upheld?"
"Four Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones as the price, all just to save people who have nothing to do with you... Is it worth it?"
At that, Qian Daoliu didn't answer her. He didn't know, either.
"In his eyes, it seems there's no price that can compare to a life."
"Perhaps this is the justice he believes in."
If Cen Yu had been born into the Angel Clan, the Angel God would surely have loved him.
At the thought, six wings appeared behind Qian Daoliu, and he leaped into the air, flying toward Cen Yu.
"Great Enshrined?"
Qian Daoliu nodded. "I'm here to help. Focus on what you're doing."
As he spoke, he placed a hand against Cen Yu's back.
In an instant, eight black Soul Rings and one red Soul Ring appeared alongside the sacred Six-Winged Angel.
A powerful surge of Soul Power immediately poured into Cen Yu's body.
Was this... Qian Daoliu transferring Soul Power to him?
The next second, both Cen Yu and Miao Shi Heavenly Maiden's auras surged, and the golden light in the sky spread even farther.
"Thank you, Great Enshrined. I appreciate it."
Qian Daoliu shook his head. "I should be thanking you. This was my responsibility, yet I let you bear it."
"Damn it, damn it, damn it!!!"
At that moment, some fellow watching Douluo Continent from the shadows was furious, smashing everything around him.
At first, Asura God had been pleased to see Douluo Continent suffer through the disaster.
But just as he'd started celebrating, those mortals had begun rescue efforts, guided by a beam of golden light. How did that make any sense?!
Damn it, forget teaching that brat a lesson—he'd only helped him earn the people's faith!
"Damn it!"
But Asura God couldn't use the same trick again. Another disturbance of this scale on Douluo Continent so soon would draw the attention of the other God Kings.
"Just you wait, brat!"
In the blink of an eye, night faded and the sun rose.
After rescuing the trapped citizens of Spirit City, Cen Yu had set out with Qian Renxue for the nearby disaster zones.
Hu Liena, meanwhile, had formed another team with Xie Yue and Yan and headed in the opposite direction.
As for why Qian Renxue had joined the relief effort?
She said she'd been inspired by Cen Yu's actions.
As a descendant of the Angel Clan, how could she stand aside while countless innocent people suffered through such a disaster?
In any case, with Spirit Hall pouring out in full force, they managed to rescue thirteen cities, thirty-one towns, and ninety-eight villages.
They rescued around seven hundred thousand people. Of those, 560,000 were seriously injured and 130,000 had minor injuries.
In the end, thanks to Spirit Hall's treatment, fewer than three thousand people died in the disaster.
"Hah... hah... Uncle Yue Guan, how are things elsewhere?" Cen Yu asked Yue Guan, dropping down onto the ground, exhausted.
He was so tired... He hadn't stopped for even a moment all night.
If only he hadn't used up all the Soul Power he'd gained by detonating his Soul Bone. He might have been able to save a few more people.
The boy's face was deathly pale from overexerting his Soul Power and strength, and his lips were cracked from thirst.
Seeing Cen Yu like this, Yue Guan sighed in heartache. "Rest for a while. Don't worry. We just received word that the entire disaster zone has been covered."
This child... He'd pushed himself this far for other people. Honestly...
Cen Yu alone had saved at least one hundred thousand people that night.
At that, Cen Yu nodded. Leaning against a nearby rock, he finally closed his eyes in peace.
"Let me sleep for a while... I'm exhausted."
Just then, a dense crowd pressed toward them.
Yue Guan immediately took up a defensive stance. "What are you trying to do?"
At the same time, he couldn't help wondering to himself:
In their condition, could these refugees really be thinking of looting them?
But the next moment, nearly ten thousand surviving civilians, men and women, old and young, all dropped to their knees on the ravaged land.
The crowd stretched across the whole city, from right before them to the edge of sight—packed together, endless.
At the same time, everyone's gaze fell on Cen Yu.
Not long before, thanks to Qian Daoliu's support, they had all seen the figure suspended high in the sky.
They couldn't make out Cen Yu's face, but no one could mistake the aura that was uniquely his.
Those who had never experienced it could never understand what it felt like to see a glimmer of hope in the depths of despair.
They would never forget it for the rest of their lives.
After asking the people from Spirit Hall, everyone soon learned the identity of the figure in the sky.
They also learned that he had paid a tremendous price to claw a sliver of hope for them from the despair brought on by the disaster.
The next moment, they all bowed their heads to the ground and cried out to Cen Yu, "Thank you, Lord Cen Yu! We will never forget that you saved our lives!"
"Thank you, sir! Thank you! Without you, we would never have had a chance to survive!"
"Your kindness is beyond repayment. From now on, you're like a second set of parents to me!"
Yue Guan was stunned, staring in disbelief at the people whose cries surged louder and louder.
Cen Yu struggled to push himself up from the ground and tried to go forward to help them back to their feet.
"Everyone... there's no need for this. It's enough that you're safe..."
Suddenly, his vision went black, and he toppled backward.
This feeling... Damn it, he'd overtaxed his Soul Power and strength... His blood sugar had crashed...
"My lord!"
"Lord Cen Yu!"
Seeing him like this, everyone panicked and hurried forward.
Yue Guan had only just laid him down carefully when someone squeezed through the crowd. "My lord! My lord! I'm a doctor. Please let me take a look!"
Yue Guan glanced at the boy, then at the crowd's worried faces, and hesitantly nodded.
Could an ordinary doctor diagnose a Soul Master?
The doctor then placed a hand on Cen Yu's wrist and closed his eyes, pausing for a moment.
The next second, he turned to the crowd and called out, "Quick! Does anyone have water and food? The lord fainted from exhaustion!"
At that, everyone's eyes reddened. They hurriedly fumbled for food and handed it over.
The lord was such a good person... He'd pushed himself past his limits for ordinary people like them. How could they ever repay such a debt?
The crowd gave Cen Yu some water, then a Soul Master with a food-type ability made a bowl of porridge on the spot and fed it to him.
After a while, he finally came around, having regained a little strength.
As soon as he opened his eyes and saw a sea of heads around him and a huge pile of food, Cen Yu froze.
"What are you all..."
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