Su Yan in the Palm of Her Hand

After settling everything, Su Yan returned to the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace. He was not worried about Xiao Mo.

He only felt a little sorry for Qian Daoliu. He knew Xiao Mo's temper very well.

She might usually be obedient and sensible, but if someone made her angry, she might ignore them for days—or even years.

And when she got angry, she did not care whose fault it was. Even Su Yan, her father, did not dare provoke Xiao Mo lightly.

Now that Xiao Mo had been bullied and Qian Daoliu had not protected her immediately, even if it was not Qian Daoliu's fault, Xiao Mo would probably still be angry. It might even rival the way she got angry with Qian Renxue. Mother and daughter indeed!

Inside the Son of Heaven Residence, Qian Renxue sat on the bed in a rage. The moment Su Yan pushed open the door and entered, a vase flew toward him.

Su Yan caught it on reflex. He had practically gone through this scene every day; it had become muscle memory.

"Yo, who made my wife angry?"

Qian Renxue turned her head away, unwilling to look at Su Yan as she spoke in an icy tone.

"You made me angry. Get out. I don't want to see you!"

Su Yan was completely baffled by those words. He searched his conscience and could not recall doing anything wrong.

"Xue'er, you can't be this unreasonable! What did I even do wrong?"

Su Yan's head hurt. At the palace banquet just now, when he had been angry, Qian Renxue had tightly held his hand and calmed him down.

Now that Qian Renxue was angry, he could not coax her—more precisely, he did not know how to coax her.

"You still have the nerve to ask? When you were pursuing me, you said you would protect the people I cared about. Now your daughter has been bullied. What did you do?"

Su Yan felt somewhat embarrassed. Of course he wanted to destroy the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, but her old man had made a promise to someone else. He could not exactly disregard his dignity, could he?

"Xue'er, that was your grandfa—"

"I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen! It's all your fault!"

Qian Renxue covered her ears, not giving Su Yan any chance to explain.

Su Yan had no solution against such unreasonable behavior. He could neither hit nor scold her, so he could only coax her.

"Um, Xue'er, don't be angry. A thousand mistakes, ten thousand mistakes—they're all mine. How about you hit me two thousand times?"

The moment those words came out, the room fell silent. Qian Renxue stared fixedly at Su Yan, tears welling up in her large eyes.

Ci Xue and She Long, who had been watching the show outside, immediately activated their Martial Soul True Bodies and fled.

Su Yan's heart sank as well. He instinctively sealed off the space around the Son of Heaven Residence, covered his ears with both hands, and prepared himself for Qian Renxue's crying.

"Ah, boohoohoo!"

Su Yan could not help shuddering. He had no idea why the normally cold and aloof Qian Renxue had become so fond of crying after getting together with him!

It was hard to imagine that a cool, aloof, long-legged woman around 1.7 meters tall would actually throw a tantrum and roll around on the bed.

If outsiders saw it, they would only call it a contrast in personality. But Su Yan fell for exactly that, completely and utterly.

Su Yan stepped forward, pulled the crying Qian Renxue into his arms, and softly comforted her.

"Alright, alright, stop crying. I've already avenged Xiao Mo. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul probably can't be found anywhere on the continent anymore."

Qian Renxue did not respond. Instead, she grabbed Su Yan's arm and bit down hard.

The pain made Su Yan tremble, but he did not dare tell Qian Renxue to stop.

Otherwise, he might end up sleeping on the floor tonight. For the sake of his happiness, he could not back down.

After biting him for a while, Qian Renxue finally released him. A tooth mark seeped with traces of blood on Su Yan's arm.

But Qian Renxue still did not feel satisfied. She waved her small fists and continuously pounded Su Yan.

Su Yan merely treated it as a massage and even praised Qian Renxue for hitting him well.

Some might think Su Yan was being excessively whipped, but why was pampering one's own wife called simping?

Only those who could not have what they wanted were simps. What he was doing was spoiling his wife, understand?

After beating Su Yan up, Qian Renxue finally felt much better. She looked at Su Yan and asked.

"I didn't hurt you, did I? Stop, I don't want to hear your explanation. I'm just asking."

Su Yan, who had wanted to pretend to be aggrieved, was left speechless. He could only rub his head and smile faintly.

"It's fine. I'm tough. You could hit me for a lifetime, and nothing would happen to me."

After saying that, Su Yan raised his eyebrows at Qian Renxue, making her laugh.

"You're never serious. Why didn't you go with Grandpa? Xiao Mo won't be so easy to placate."

Su Yan pretended to sigh and answered with a helpless look.

"Isn't there someone here who needs me to comfort her too? Let the old man worry about Xiao Mo!"

Those words turned Qian Renxue's slightly improved mood sour again!

"So what you mean is that I'm annoying? You're already sick of me so quickly?"

Su Yan hurriedly got up, walked over to Qian Renxue, and put on an aggrieved expression.

"My wife, please see the truth! I've never thought that. How could I possibly think you're annoying? I'd love for you to bother me every single day."

A barely noticeable smile appeared on Qian Renxue's face. Looking at Su Yan, she sighed.

"So you really don't love me anymore. You're being so perfunctory with me. It makes me so~ sad~!"

Qian Renxue drew out her words, and Su Yan immediately understood. He picked her up and carried her to a chair nearby.

Then came the massages and feeding, a truly comprehensive service.

Watching the man who could wipe out an entire sect by himself wait on her so attentively, Qian Renxue felt an indescribable comfort in her heart.

Seeing that Qian Renxue's emotions had completely settled down, Su Yan asked.

"Xue'er, when do you plan to return to Spirit Hall and inherit the Angel God's trials?"

As Su Yan asked that, he wondered whether he should visit the God Realm and perhaps get a godhood for Qian Daoliu while he was there.

There were rumors that the Angel God had long been killed by the Sea God and Shura, and that the divine power she left behind was insufficient to activate all of Angel's Nine Trials.

Thus, in the end, the current Grand Consecrator had to be sacrificed, along with an immense amount of faith power, in order to inherit the Angel Godhood.

Su Yan did not think much of that godhood. He was considering whether to go up there, kill those God Kings, and seize their godhoods instead.

But after thinking it over, he decided against it. After all, this had always been Qian Daoliu's hope, and Su Yan should not casually destroy it.

As long as he saved Qian Daoliu in the end, that would be enough. Once Qian Renxue became the Angel God, he would go kill them all!

That way, not only would Qian Daoliu not have to die, but the other consecrators could also become gods.

He could even use godhoods as rewards to strengthen Spirit Hall and give Xiao Mo support.

After all, once Qian Renxue became a god, he intended to take her traveling through the universe. He could not stand staying in the God Realm.

As for Xiao Mo, he would leave her with those old men. He still wanted to live in a world of two with Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue thought for a moment before finally answering, "After the Continental Elite Tournament is over."

"I'm tired. Serve me while I rest."

Those words immediately energized Su Yan. He quickly carried Qian Renxue over to the bed.

"Yes, my wife. I'll serve you while you rest right away!"