As his vision focused again, Ye Chenxing returned to the moment when his connection with Qian Renxue had stabilized.
Although it was an immense amount of information spanning a hundred years, it was no burden at all to Ye Chenxing's Mind Star Sea.
Yet, having lived fewer than forty years across both lives, he could not help but feel moved by the Angel God's tumultuous life.
Seeing Ye Chenxing suddenly freeze, Qian Renxue asked:
"What's wrong, Master? Was there a problem with this connection?"
"Saber." Ye Chenxing came back to his senses. "During the connection just now, I saw your past."
At Ye Chenxing's words, Qian Renxue's body stiffened almost imperceptibly.
But it lasted only an instant before she resumed her calm, unruffled expression and lowered her eyes slightly.
"Is that so? Those are merely old matters from long ago. Since our souls are connected, it is only natural that you would see them. They are nothing more than mundane affairs of the mortal world, nothing important."
She hid it well. There was not even the slightest ripple in her voice, as though she were truly talking about someone else's story.
Yet her faintly trembling eyelashes betrayed the ripples stirring within her heart.
Ye Chenxing saw her embarrassment and continued.
"Saber, I wanted to say this earlier. Calling me 'Master' sounds rather awkward. Now that I know your name too, shouldn't we change it to something else?"
Qian Renxue was first taken aback, then nodded and began pondering it seriously.
Just as Ye Chenxing gradually began to feel that something was wrong, Qian Renxue seemed to make up her mind.
"All right, my master..."
!?
What had she been thinking about every time she went silent!?
"Stop, stop, stop!" Ye Chenxing hurriedly interrupted her. "That's even more ridiculous. How about this? From now on, just call me Chenxing. And I... I'll call you Sister Xue. How does that sound?"
Qian Renxue lowered her head and softly repeated it twice.
"Chenxing..."
Ye Chenxing breathed a sigh of relief. After all, having just watched Qian Renxue's entire life, having such a pure female valkyrie call him her master was honestly a little...
Better leave that for later!
As the awkwardness in the air grew thicker, Ye Chenxing realized there was no hope of relying on the absent-minded beauty before him to break the deadlock, so he gave a light cough.
"Ahem... I've realized that you aren't actually from this world. Or rather, this world's history is vastly different from the one in your memories."
"How about it? Want me to give you a history lesson and tell you what happened over the past ten thousand years?"
Qian Renxue tilted her head slightly and pondered for a moment. "Actually, from the moment I was summoned by the Holy Grail as a Heroic Spirit, the background and basic history of this era were already directly imprinted into my consciousness as common knowledge."
"..."
"..."
"Well, since you already know, that makes things much simpler. Let's talk business."
Ye Chenxing clapped his hands and steered the conversation back on track. "My top priority now is finding a suitable second spirit ring. But my Martial Soul is unusual. When choosing a spirit ring, aside from the soul beast's own quality, I care more about what kind of compatibility it can provide for the next Heroic Spirit Summoning."
Originally, the million-year tonic known as the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm should have been his first choice. Unfortunately, before Ye Chenxing transmigrated, Tian Meng had already escaped the control of the fierce beasts and hidden himself somewhere in the Star Dou Great Forest using his spiritual power.
Thinking of that, Ye Chenxing could not help but chuckle inwardly. Tian Meng possessed a million years of cultivation and spiritual attack methods that were practically nonexistent, while he possessed a cosmic-scale spiritual sea yet could only wield the strength of a Spirit Emperor.
They really were a pair of smiling tigers, two Black-Horn Sharks.
He paused, then analyzed the situation clearly. "Now that Sister Xue's Angel Martial Soul gives me sufficient offensive means, summoning another powerful fighter would not mean much with the energy supply of my current level twenty. So I plan to summon a Heroic Spirit with stronger utility."
At that point, Ye Chenxing could not help but feel grateful for how user-friendly his Martial Soul's summons were.
If he really had to satisfy a Limit Douluo like Qian Renxue himself, he would probably be drained completely in less than a second.
He had no interest in making a small horse pull a big cart.
"Could it be that you mean..."
Ye Chenxing smiled and nodded, then turned his gaze toward the distant western horizon.
"Let's go, Sister Xue. Our next stop—the Sun Moon Empire."
God Realm
Crash! An exquisite teacup was smashed heavily onto the ground, instantly shattering into pieces.
Tang San, the Sea God who had always prided himself on his composure, wore an ashen expression, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Just a moment ago, every connection he had to Douluo Continent had silently been severed in his perception.
Whether it was the Divine Sense he had left within his precious daughter's soul, the marks on his parents, or even the two exceedingly obedient "lickspittle beasts" in the Clear Sky Sect, he had lost all sense of them!
"How is this possible!?"
In his panic, Tang San hurriedly activated his divine power and summoned a projection of Douluo Star.
Yet the image displayed in the water mirror left him deeply unsettled.
The vibrant blue planet was gone. In its original location stood an unknown planet completely shrouded in pure white light!
"Who did this?!" Tang San gritted his teeth, cold killing intent flickering in his eyes. "Anyone who dares touch something belonging to the Tang family... has already earned the path to death!"
He abruptly extended his Divine Sense, attempting to pierce that layer of white light, only to discover that his Divine Sense could not find any point to exert force upon.
Yet, relying on his Sea God origin's perception, he carefully investigated and was shocked to discover something even more terrifying—this white planet was Douluo Star itself!
A monstrous wave surged through Tang San's heart. Whose handiwork was this? Who could carry out something so world-altering right under his nose?
The planar consciousness?
Impossible. With that old fellow's mere Second-Level God strength, it did not possess such ability.
Could it be a God King from another world?
As thoughts raced through his mind, Tang San calculated rapidly.
Such an enormous change had occurred. He needed to notify Destruction and the others at once and convene the God Realm Committee for discussion.
But after taking only half a step, he stopped himself abruptly.
No! Absolutely not!
If he summoned the other God Kings, then once this incident was over, with the God of Destruction's discernment, he would definitely discover the things Tang San had secretly done on Douluo Star over the years.
Whether it was scheming against the soul beasts' fate or privately interfering with the lower realm, if it were all exposed, then at best, his grand ten-thousand-year scheme would be utterly ruined. At worst, his position in the God Realm Committee would be jointly impeached by them!
Of two evils, he had to choose the lesser.
Tang San took a deep breath and forcibly calmed himself.
Although the planet's exterior had been blocked off, his parents were still inside, along with those two lickspittle beasts guarding it with demigod-level cultivation.
In Tang San's view, even if an otherworldly God King had truly acted, the other party would be constrained by Douluo Star's lower-realm laws. Their power could only amount to so much, so there was likely nothing to worry about for now.
"Since that's the case, then I'll keep a close watch on Douluo Star!" Tang San sneered inwardly, a gleam flashing through his eyes.
"If that hidden god from another world dares make a move, I'll descend at once with the force of thunder and suppress them!"
As long as he acted quickly enough, he could not only eliminate this hidden danger, but also use the opportunity to conceal—or even erase—the shameful traces he had left behind.
By then, with the righteous justification of "resisting an invasion by an otherworldly god" as cover, not even the God of Destruction could hold him accountable for personally intervening in the lower realm.
With every calculation settled, Tang San clasped his hands behind his back and regained that lofty, imposing demeanor. Even in the face of such a sudden crisis, he had managed to steady himself so quickly and even devise such a perfect countermeasure...
Truly worthy of this God King's world-shaking wisdom!
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