Qian Renxue's Relic

After saying that, the boss took a deep breath, darted his shifty eyes around, then reached into his worn-out pocket and fumbled around for a long while before finally pulling out a rusty broken sword.

He deliberately lowered his voice and leaned in mysteriously. "Everyone, have you heard of the great battle in the God Realm between the Angel God and the Sea God ten thousand years ago—?"

The three of them froze at once.

Ye Chenxing and Gu Yuena exchanged strange looks, then turned in unison to look at Qian Renxue beside them.

Qian Renxue remained perfectly composed. She even nodded seriously. "I have. Please continue."

The boss immediately perked up. "After that battle, the Angel God was defeated, and her Divine Position shattered. But Tang San, the Sea God, was merciful and did not take her life. This is a secret that even many major factions do not know!

"From then on, Qian Renxue could only hide her identity. Even the remaining members of Spirit Hall had no idea where she went."

The boss paused here. "Although they could not find her, I was different. Guess what? By sheer coincidence, the Angel God lived in seclusion near my ancestors' home."

"And seeing that she was a lone woman with no one to rely on, my ancestor and his wife took care of her every few days. By the time she was nearing death, those two ancestors had long since passed away, yet she still remembered their kindness and entrusted a treasure to their descendants."

At this point, the boss drew in a deep breath.

"And that treasure is the remnant of the Angel God's divine sword in my hand!"

Seeing Ye Chenxing's dumbfounded face and Qian Renxue's stunned expression, the boss secretly nodded to himself. He then put