Xuan Ming looked at the mess in the room and clicked his tongue in surprise.
It seems Bibi Dong was right; that Angel lady really threw a tantrum this time.
He carefully walked around the debris on the ground, preparing to call out.
Sudden--
A chilling sensation suddenly swept over me from behind!
There was no fluctuation of Divine Power, only extreme speed and killing intent.
Xuan Ming did not move; he simply stood still.
The next second, a longsword radiating a fiery, holy aura was already coldly pressed against his neck.
The sharp blade pressed against his skin, and he could even feel the chill and fury emanating from it.
"Oh, isn't this our God King?"
Qian Renxue's voice sounded Youyou from behind, carrying a chilling, sarcastic tone, "A whole day and a night... that's quite long, isn't it? You were willing to crawl out of that woman's arms so quickly?"
Xuan Ming did not respond.
Why aren't you saying anything?
Qian Renxue applied slight pressure with the Angel Holy Sword in her hand, leaving a shallow bloodstain on his neck. "At first, the commotion was so loud that the entire Divine Realm heard it. What? Are you afraid I won't know what you're doing next door? Or are you doing this on purpose for me to see?"
Her voice trembled with barely concealed grievance.
She was very angry, extremely angry.
Even though she was mentally prepared, even though she knew Bibi Dong's position in Xuan Ming's heart, and even though she had accepted the fact that she would have to share him with other women.
However, when the moment actually arrived, when she heard the noise from next door and felt her Divine Power being "arbitrarily" borrowed, she found that she was completely unable to remain rational.
The bitterness of being ignored and relegated to the back was almost corroding her heart.
Xuan Ming offered no explanation, nor did he use his Divine Power to deflect the longsword.
He simply raised his hands slowly in a gesture of surrender, and then slowly, little by little, turned around.
Qian Renxue watched his movements, her hand holding the sword trembling slightly, but she never actually stabbed him.
When Xuan Ming turned around completely to face her, she saw a pair of eyes filled with guilt and helplessness, yet also incredibly deep and gentle.
Xuan Ming reached out, ignoring the sharp blade pressed against his neck, and gently grasped the edge of the Angel Holy Sword.
Without Divine Power protection, blood flowed from between his fingers, dripping onto the pristine white temple floor—a horrifying sight.
"You..." Qian Renxue's pupils suddenly contracted, and she subconsciously tried to pull back her sword, but Xuan Ming held it tightly.
"Let go!" she cried out.
Xuan Ming simply looked at her gently, then with a slight exertion, slowly removed the holy sword, symbolizing judgment and sentencing, from her hand before casually tossing it into the nearby ruins.
"Clang."
The longsword fell to the ground.
The next moment, Xuan Ming stepped forward, opened his arms, and tightly embraced the still slightly trembling golden figure.
"Sorry."
Qian Renxue's body stiffened instantly.
That resentment that had been building up inside him for a day and a night was like a stone stuck in his throat—he couldn't spit it out, yet he couldn't swallow it down either.
She wanted to push him away, to yell at him, to stab him with a sword.
But when she felt that familiar embrace and smelled that scent that haunted her dreams, all her strength seemed to be drained away in that instant.
Tears welled up in my eyes uncontrollably.
"Asshole..."
Qian Renxue buried her head in Xuan Ming's shoulder, opened her mouth, and bit him hard on the shoulder.
Although force was used, Divine Power was not employed.
Like an angry kitten, asserting its dominance and expressing its discontent.
You're a bastard! A complete bastard!
As she cursed, she wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, as if afraid he would run away again.
She admitted it to herself in despair.
Whether in the past, present, or future.
She's completely ruined her life because of this bastard.
Chapter 489 You can disrespect me
Xuan Ming didn't speak immediately.
He held Qian Renxue quietly, letting her cling to him like a koala, feeling her gradually calming heartbeat and breathing.
It wasn't until most of the day had passed, and the Divine Realm light outside the window had changed several hues, that Xuan Ming gently patted her back, breaking the silence.
"I'm borrowing your Divine Power for the sake of the Douluo Continent."
Xuan Ming slowly spoke, "I plan to accelerate the process in that plane. I still have some interest in it now and want to transform it into the way I want it to be. But as you know, my concept of time is different from that of mortals. Perhaps in a few hundred years, I will forget about it."
"Therefore, while I still have the enthusiasm, I want to make Douluo Continent achieve a great leap forward."
"But this requires immense power as a guarantee," Xuan Ming explained. "I've distributed your Angel Divine Power to Bai Chenxiang and Ning Fengzhi, making them your Divine Officer and messengers in the mortal realm. In the future Douluo Federation, the belief in the Angel God will be mainstream, which is what you've always wanted, isn't it?"
Qian Renxue lifted her head from his shoulder, her golden eyes still bearing traces of wet tears, yet they had regained some of their sharpness.
Who is Bai Chenxiang?
She went straight to the point, her tone unfriendly, "What? When did you start hooking up with another woman? The name sounds unfamiliar. A new love interest?"
Xuan Ming sighed, somewhat speechless. "Don't overthink it. Bai Chenxiang is from the Speed Clan; by seniority, she's Tang Yuehua's niece."
Then, Xuan Ming patiently explained to Qian Renxue what had happened in the death row and the current situation of the Clear Sky Sect.
After hearing the explanation, the hostility in Qian Renxue's eyes subsided slightly, but a new wave of sourness immediately welled up.
"Snort."
She snorted coldly and pinched Xuan Ming's waist hard. "You really went to great lengths for Tang Yuehua. You made a special trip to the mortal realm, to that filthy death row, and even forcibly elevated a little girl to the God Realm... You even went to rescue those remnants of the Clear Sky Sect who once wanted to kill you."
" Xuan Ming, you really spoil her rotten."
That sarcastic tone could be smelled from miles away.
Xuan Ming helplessly grabbed her hand that was messing around his waist, and looking at her sulky expression, he suddenly laughed.
Is this my fault?
Xuan Ming raised an eyebrow. "Speaking of which, this ill-fated relationship between me and Tang Yuehua was actually orchestrated by someone."
If you don't remember, I don't mind helping you recall.
"Back then, who was it that insisted on sending me to the Moonlight Pavilion to learn aristocratic etiquette for that so-called Nation-Stealing Plan? If it weren't for those years of spending time together, Tang Yuehua and I would be complete strangers."
"..."
Qian Renxue opened her mouth, but found herself speechless.
It seems... that's really the case!
Back then, she disguised herself as Xue Qinghe and felt that although Xuan Ming was exceptionally talented, he was full of murderous intent and didn't know the rules. In order to help him better integrate into the noble circle and become her helper, she put him into the Moonlight Pavilion.
Who would have thought that this act of sending it would be like throwing a meat bun to a dog!
"It's not just Tang Yuehua."
Xuan Ming seemed to think the blows weren't enough, and continued to add insult to injury, "And Ning Rongrong, that's your teacher Ning Fengzhi's daughter. I only came into contact with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect because of you; Zhu Zhuqing, that's someone you brought into the Star Luo Empire to win over; and Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling... Which of these people didn't have any connection with me because of your schemes in Heaven Dou City?"
"You deserve at least half the credit for my connections."
As Qian Renxue heard these names, she felt a tightness in her chest, as if she wanted to vomit blood.
This is what makes her most frustrated and resentful!
She didn't take these mortal women seriously at all back then.
She was proud and arrogant, and she felt that with Xuan Ming's cold-blooded personality, he would never look down on these ordinary women.
But she never expected that this guy, who seemed like a block of ice, was actually a very loyal and caring person.
He cherished every single one of those girls who treated him even a little bit well, and he wouldn't let go of any of them!
"Shut up! Don't say another word!"
Enraged, Qian Renxue covered Xuan Ming's mouth with her hand, "Say that again and I'll bite you to death!"
What she regrets most now is her "generosity" and "strategy" back then. It was like lifting a rock only to drop it on her own foot, and it hurts terribly!
Xuan Ming looked at her adorable expression, a mixture of shame, indignation, and regret, and his smile deepened.
"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore."
Xuan Ming changed the subject, saying, " The Douluo Federation's affairs not only require Ning Fengzhi and Bai Chenxiang, but you also need to contribute to the Spirit Hall Empire. If your subordinates are still alive, you could promote them to become guardians in the Federation if you're willing."
"Knew."
Qian Renxue responded listlessly, clearly uninterested in these official matters. "These are all minor matters. Since you've spoken, I'll do as you say."
She raised her head, her golden eyes suddenly becoming incredibly serious as she stared intently at Xuan Ming.
None of that matters. I'm more concerned about something else right now.
Xuan Ming asked, somewhat puzzled, "What is it?"
"Who are you planning to sleep with next?"
"Ha?"
Xuan Ming was completely dumbfounded, even doubting whether he had misheard.
Isn't this a bit of a leap in topic?
Qian Renxue was not joking at all; she even held up her fingers and started counting them one by one.
" Gu Yuena was the first one. Although I'm angry about that, I know it happened a long time ago and can't be changed."
"That woman... I mean Bibi Dong, she's the second one. Although I'm very unhappy about it, I... I accept it."
At this point, she gritted her teeth, then stared intently at Xuan Ming.
"And who's next?
"Is it that little rabbit Xiao Wu? Or her charming mother Ah Rou? Or perhaps your new love, Bo Saixi, on Sea God Island?"
"Is it that poisonous woman, Dugu Yan? Or that mute woman Ye Lingling?"
"Is it Ning Rongrong, that Little Demoness? Or Shui Bing'er? Huo Wu?"
"Or perhaps from the Soul Beast? Like Bi Ji? Zi JI? Or maybe the Ice Empress or Snow Empress from the Far North?"
Qian Renxue spoke faster and faster, her eyes filled with increasing inquiry. "It can't be... Tang Yuehua again, can it? She just became a god."
"Or perhaps..." she narrowed her eyes, her tone turning dangerous, "That Sister Bing you can't forget? That Ice Dragon King?"
Xuan Ming felt a chill run down his spine. "Stop, stop, stop! Why are you paying attention to this? This... is this something that needs to be scheduled?"
"Of course it's important!"
Qian Renxue said matter-of-factly, "This concerns my status at home! And... I need to know how far in line I'll be!"
Xuan Ming was both amused and exasperated.
Looking at Qian Renxue's serious expression, he suddenly felt a headache coming on.
"Anyway..." Xuan Ming hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell the truth, "Anyway, it's impossible for us to be together for the time being."
"Why?!"
Qian Renxue instantly bristled, her voice rising eight octaves, "Why?! In what way do I lack compared to them? In terms of looks, ability, and how long I've known you..."
"Am I not even as good as a rabbit?!"