The second light flared, golden, warm, and substantial.
Qian Daoliu stood before her, his gaze loving. "Xue'er, once you become a god, Grandpa won't be able to accompany you to the Divine Realm. Can you bear to leave me?"
Qian Renxue's nose stung.
Her father, her grandfather, and the other Consecrated Elders were the people in Spirit Hall who had genuinely loved her as she grew up.
"Grandpa," Qian Renxue replied, "I can't bear to leave you."
Qian Daoliu smiled. "Silly child, growing up means saying goodbye again and again. The Angel God cannot have attachments."
Qian Renxue shook her head. "Who says the Angel God can't have attachments? Grandpa, don't worry. Once I become a God King, I'll find a suitable divine inheritance for you."
The Evil God had said that the Divine Realm had over eighteen hundred Third-Class Deities. If she became a God King, she could find a third-level divine inheritance suitable for Qian Daoliu and set the requirements for its nine trials to having an Angel Martial Soul, being male, being over a hundred years old, and having work experience guiding someone through inheriting the position of a First-Level God. Wouldn't that be a piece of cake...
Qian Daoliu froze for a moment, then burst out laughing. "Wonderful! Grandpa wants to become a god too. When the time comes, I'll look after your children in the Divine Realm."
With that, his phantom turned into a golden feather and dissipated.
The third light flared.
Tang San stood before her, holding the Sea God Trident, his eyes calm. "Qian Renxue, do you dare let me become the Sea God and fight you?"
Qian Renxue looked at him, a very strange feeling rising within her.
The Evil God had said that, in the original course of history, she had