Half a month later.
Qian Renxue stood atop the tallest building in Spirit City, the morning breeze blowing her long golden hair behind her.
Cheng Ran came up, carrying a bowl of soy milk with a fried dough stick between his teeth.
After Di Tian's dragon body had taken human form, he had gradually adapted to this body, behaving more and more like an ordinary human, apart from the dark-gold vertical pupils that occasionally flashed in his eyes.
"What are you looking at?" He walked up beside Qian Renxue and followed her gaze into the distance.
Qian Renxue's tone was calm. "Back then, I promised the Sea God I wouldn't initiate an attack on Tang San for five years. Those five years are over."
Cheng Ran chewed his fried dough stick and mumbled, "So? You're going to find him?"
"Yes."
"Want me to come with you?"
"No need." Qian Renxue turned to look at him, the corners of her lips lifting slightly. "Ran, I'll fight this battle myself. This is my fated showdown!"
Cheng Ran stuffed the remaining half of his fried dough stick into his mouth and brushed the crumbs off his hands. "All right. I'll wait for you to come back here in Spirit City."
He paused, then added, "Remember, don't hold back. That brat Tang San has plot armor. Leave him even a breath, and he can turn things around."
Qian Renxue nodded, spread her Eight Wings, and shot into the sky as a streak of golden light.
Sea God Island, outside the Sea God Hall.
Tang San sat cross-legged on a reef, the Sea God Trident planted beside him.
During this time, he had followed the Sea God's advice. Rather than rashly seeking revenge against Qian Renxue, he had honed every divine skill the Sea God