Qian Renxue's Choice-The Angel's Path, Walked for You

The ironclad ship broke through the waves as it headed south.

The sea breeze, heavy with salt and fishiness, poured through the gaps in the deck.

Qian Renxue stood alone at the stern for two hours.

Her right shoulder was burning again.

It was not the pain of scorching heat, but warmth seeping from deep within her marrow.

[Fallen Heaven Power] probed at the boundaries of the seal within her, again and again.

She gripped the railing tightly, her nails digging into the wood grain.

What replayed in her mind was not the spectacle of Tang San becoming a god.

It was one tiny movement—Su Chen shifting half a step to the side.

He had not looked back.

He had not looked at her.

There had not even been an extra ripple of Soul Power.

He had merely moved half a step left, and the aura of the Supreme Summoner had naturally enveloped her, pressing that restless Fallen Heaven Power back down.

As naturally as breathing.

Qian Renxue closed her eyes. The sea wind lifted strands of golden hair, revealing the old scar on her right collarbone from childhood.

—Enough.

She released the railing and turned toward the cabin.

Without knocking, she pushed the door open and entered.

Su Chen was marking a nautical chart on the table, his charcoal pencil hovering above the words "Spirit City."

"I'm leaving."

The charcoal pencil paused for an instant.

He did not look up.

Qian Renxue stood in the doorway, her back perfectly straight.

It was the posture Bibi Dong had trained into her since childhood—she was never allowed to bend at the waist, no matter the circumstances.

"Tang San has become the Sea God. You have six Titled Douluo, an army of one hundred and sixty soul beasts, and the [Myriad-Realm Summoning