Where Did the Angel God Go?

Bai Ranmo had deliberately brought only these four immortal herbs. After all, if Spirit Hall became so powerful that all the other factions on the continent combined could not oppose it, how would his other clones farm emotion points?

Only by keeping the two sides in a delicate balance, then having his clones stir up trouble to give one side the advantage, could he farm emotion points.

And the losing side would have a clone, too. He could use that clone to worsen their predicament and harvest negative emotion points, collecting from both sides at once!

One man's hero was another man's villain. That was all there was to it.

In the end, Qian Daoliu assigned the eight-petal immortal orchid to the Third Offering, Azure Luan Douluo.

Although the Consecrations who had not received an immortal herb looked disappointed, none had any intention of complaining.

In the Worship Hall, strength commanded respect. Besides, without Spirit Hall and the Angel God, they would never have become who they were today. If they turned against Spirit Hall, which had nurtured them for so many years, just because one thing did not go their way, would that not make them beasts like Bibi Dong?

"Old Man, arrange a room for Dark Shadow." Bai Ranmo whistled casually and jerked his chin toward Bai Cangyue behind him.

Only then did everyone remember that there was a rank-96 Titled Douluo here, too!

Dark Shadow's martial soul specialized in assassination and keeping her presence faint. On top of that, the Consecrations had been so delighted by the immortal herbs and Bai Ranmo's sudden "resurrection" that they had forgotten about her.

Qian Daoliu gave a slight, dignified nod. "Your Eminence Dark Shadow, I will arrange your accommodation immediately. Would you be willing to join our Worship Hall as the Eighth Consecration?"

"Thank you for the kind offer, but I worship only my own god and have no intention of joining Spirit Hall. I have only one duty: to ensure the Divine Son's safety." Bai Cangyue bowed slightly, her tone even, as though she felt no fear of this Limit Douluo.

"Mm, there is nothing wrong with worshipping your own god. However, Your Eminence Dark Shadow, you could still serve as an Honorary Consecrated Elder of Spirit Hall."

Bai Cangyue inclined her head without refusing.

After the Consecrations dispersed, Bai Ranmo quietly approached Qian Daoliu. "Old Man, could you persuade the Second Worship and Fourth Worship to save their immortal herbs for Tianyue and Zhao Yunxiao?"

"You little rascal. You intended to give those immortal herbs to Tianyue and Zhao Yunxiao from the very beginning, didn't you?" Qian Daoliu asked.

Bai Ranmo nodded. "Yep, that's right."

"Hmph, at least you're straightforward. But I won't need to say anything. Second and Fourth will give their immortal herbs to the children anyway. You can rest assured of that." Qian Daoliu lifted the cenotaph and the Photograph with his soul power, then burned them to ashes with angelic fire.

Bai Ranmo raised an eyebrow curiously. "The Second Worship and Fourth Worship are that farsighted?"

Rather than explain directly, Qian Daoliu offered an analogy. "Spirit Hall is like a forest. The great, ancient trees protect the young seedlings and give them more nourishment. Immortal herbs are like fertilizer that rapidly increases a tree's size. Old trees will still grow if they absorb it, but never as much as young saplings."

"But with more nourishment, wouldn't the old trees be able to live a little longer?" Bai Ranmo grew even more curious.

Qian Daoliu raised his head toward the Angel God Statue and pressed his palms together devoutly. With utmost solemnity, he said, "The old trees have never feared death. Instead, they look forward to entering the embrace of our ancestral Angel God after they die."

Bai Ranmo raised his eyebrows. "Then what about you, Old Man? Are you saving the Bright Sunflower for one of your descendants instead of taking it yourself? How come I've never seen any descendants of yours?"

At those words, Qian Daoliu visibly stiffened. After a long silence, he slowly turned to look at Bai Ranmo and said with great solemnity:

"I have a granddaughter. Many people believe she died young, but she is still alive. She merely went away to gain experience..."

"Ranmo, I will write a letter asking my granddaughter to return and absorb this Bright Sunflower. Her name is Qian Renxue. When the time comes, you two should get to know each other better."

In Qian Daoliu's eyes, his granddaughter had a chance of inheriting their ancestral Angel God's godhood, while Bai Ranmo had caught another god's attention. If both became gods in the future, they ought to be on good terms so they could look out for each other in the Divine Realm.

"Oh, so I have a martial niece!" Bai Ranmo said nothing more, but he was already making plans.

His new script—could begin.

Still, Qian Daoliu truly trusted him now, even telling him that Qian Renxue was alive. It seemed that the matters of godhood and the immortal herbs had made Qian Daoliu see him as more than a talented disciple. He now regarded him as a future pillar of Spirit Hall!

That night, Bai Ranmo was lying in bed, about to sleep, when Bai Cangyue suddenly entered.

"What is it?" Bai Ranmo asked, puzzled.

"Your master sought me out and asked me some questions about gods. He wanted to meet our Grand Priest, but I refused on the grounds that the Grand Priest did not wish to see anyone."

"However, he still hopes the Grand Priest can do him a favor by contacting our god. He hopes to obtain some information about the ancestral Angel God from our god."

Bai Ranmo's expression turned peculiar. Come to think of it, was the Angel God really still alive?

If the Angel God was truly alive, then when that bastard Sea God messed around with that golden whatever during Qian Renxue's Ninth Trial, why had the Angel God done nothing?! They were both First-Level Gods!

Impossible. Qian Renxue was her descendant and the inheritor of her godhood, after all. The Angel God would never do something like that. If her tastes were truly that twisted, she could never have gained faith by slaying Evil Soul Masters and attained first-level godhood.

If the Angel God really was that sort of scum, Bai Ranmo would be so disgusted that he would cut her down himself!

Most likely, the Angel God had already fallen, leaving only her godhood behind. That was why Poseidon dared to act with such impunity.

Once I get the Infinite Points Card, I'll tell Qian Daoliu that the Angel God may have already fallen. Bai Ranmo kept the thought to himself and waved a hand at Bai Cangyue instead.

Without any change in expression, Bai Cangyue slipped into the shadows and vanished.

Heaven Dou City, inside the Crown Prince's Residence.

Qian Renxue read the letter her grandfather had sent her. It asked her to return to Spirit Hall for a matter concerning the Angel God.

Her grandfather had even dispatched a Soul Master from the Angel Legion to the Crown Prince's Residence, ready to take over her duties as Crown Prince.

Although this Soul Master had yet to learn all of Xue Qinghe's habits, that was no great problem. Xue Qinghe could simply use preparations for a soul ring hunt as an excuse to stay out of Xue Ye's and Ning Fengzhi's sight for a while.

Under the protection of Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo, Qian Renxue left the Crown Prince's Residence without delay and hurried toward Spirit Hall.

What Qian Renxue did not know was that a one-eyed creature with a volcano-shaped head, humanoid yet more monster than human, had been watching her from the shadows all along.

Upon seeing Qian Renxue leave, that figure also began to move.