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As for why it felt so absurd...
At this moment, Qian Renxue's expression was blank. She couldn't fathom how the kind, wise father she remembered from her memories could have been a r*pist!
And her mother—an ultimate love-struck fool!
Even in death, though Bibi Dong had saved her life in the memories Ye Tianhun shared, she still clung to that useless Yu Xiaogang until her dying breath.
But what on earth was so likable about such a worthless man?
Qian Renxue couldn't wrap her head around it.
As for the bizarre actions of the Spirit Empire, she found them even harder to comprehend. Was this truly the behavior of an empire, or were they actively trying to destroy it?
And as for herself...
Though Qian Renxue admitted that the way she had gone easy on Tang San and tried to win him over in the original timeline fit her personality,
she couldn't understand how she, with her Soul Sage-level cultivation, god-tier martial soul, and two Title Douluos backing her, had managed to fail during the upheaval in the Tian Dou Palace!
After all, she had already completely taken control of the Tian Dou Imperial Palace's defenses at the time, surrounded by subordinates at the Soul Douluo level. How could she possibly have been overturned?
As for the accusation of poisoning...
On what grounds did they claim she had poisoned anyone? Why didn't she accuse them of framing her instead? Were they plotting rebellion?
And after being accused, she had actually revealed her true form and fought them head-on.
Was the version of herself from that world mentally ill? It felt like she had been under the influence of some sort of mental soul skill. Qian Renxue couldn't help but internally criticize her past self from the original timeline.
Watching Qian Renxue alternate between crying and laughing, Qian Daoliu, who had just snapped out of his daze, was filled with worry—not only because she was his beloved granddaughter, but also because he had learned from Ye Tianhun that she was destined to inherit the position of the Angel God.
For an old man who had devoted his entire life to worshiping the Angel God, Qian Renxue's importance was now immeasurable.
But seeing her current state, it was clear she wouldn't be able to answer his questions. And Qian Daoliu, being perceptive, knew well enough that though Ye Tianhun called Qian Renxue "sister," the detachment in his eyes made it clear their relationship wasn't close enough for him to call Qian Daoliu "grandfather."
After all, he knew his own family's secrets—he had been eavesdropping outside when his son committed that disgraceful act.
After much deliberation, Qian Daoliu cautiously asked:
"Esteemed Lord, is there anything our Spirit Hall can do to assist you?"
Ye Tianhun glanced indifferently at the gathered elders and replied:
"Your strength may be considered decent on the Douluo Continent, but in the vastness of this universe, you are nothing more than frogs in a well. I don't need your power to accomplish anything. Simply stay quietly in your Worship Hall as usual and refrain from interfering in the upcoming matters of the Spirit Hall."
The elders exchanged glances but said nothing further. After encountering a true god, they realized just how insignificant they truly were.
However, Qian Daoliu wore an expression of reluctance. Though the presence of such a divine being hadn't yet caused any visible changes, he knew that gods' actions couldn't be as subtle as the gentle nourishment of spring rain.
Still, before a deity, Qian Daoliu understood that they had no right to protest—surviving was already an act of mercy.
As for trying to benefit from such a monumental shift...
Qian Daoliu couldn't help but chuckle bitterly at his own arrogance and foolishness. After all, this god wasn't their Angel God.
So why should he show them any favor?
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By this time, Qian Renxue had finally regained her composure. Though it was just a memory, it gave her a profound sense of self-awareness. Her eyes brimmed with hatred, resolve, and deep realization.
She bowed respectfully to Ye Tianhun, not treating him casually despite him calling her "sister."
"Thank you, Lord God of Death, for clearing away my confusion. I, Qian Renxue, have learned much. If you have any instructions in the future, please feel free to speak. Our Spirit Hall will ensure they are carried out faithfully."
Ye Tianhun waved his hand dismissively. This was simply part of his routine. After all, watching his half-blood sister face such a rigged defeat was heart-wrenching.
Having experienced countless parallel timelines, Ye Tianhun had come to understand something: Tang San might be a genius, but that was all there was to him.
In terms of pure talent, Tang San couldn't compare to Qian Renxue or her mother, Bibi Dong.
After all, even with the support of a god, Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong relied on the traditional meditation methods of the Douluo Continent—they hadn't innovated beyond that.
On the other hand, Tang San was an outsider, carrying advanced cultivation techniques and vast knowledge. Even without a teacher, once he adapted to the rules of the Douluo Continent's soul master system, it was only a matter of time before he became a grandmaster, founding the Tang Sect and surpassing the Upper Three Sects.
But even such a genius, when pitted against the natives Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong, had been defeated even after ascending to godhood—if not for the interference of the Asura God, Tang San would have died long ago.
Ye Tianhun had few ambitions in life, but he despised those who disregarded the rules.
Both Tang San and the Asura God behind him had trampled the rules mercilessly, acting recklessly and plunging this land into chaos for tens of thousands of years. After witnessing the prosperous era created by Ye Wen, this was something Ye Tianhun simply couldn't accept.
What audacity! To challenge his father for dominion over this world and turn it into such a mess!
Once, in a fit of anger, Ye Tianhun rallied his siblings and a few friends to utterly crush Tang San during the Great Divine Circle era.
After tens of thousands of years of coasting on his past achievements, Tang San was thoroughly dominated!
Supreme Divine Artifacts like spaceships? Take a look!
Shared godhood among Supreme God Kings? Take a look!
Divine armor capable of boosting ordinary gods to high-level or even Supreme God King status? Take a look!
The Abyss? The Great Divine Circle? A bunch of lazy fools clinging to so-called eternity, devoid of ambition—how dare they compare themselves to the Douluo Divine Realm, which had conquered tens of thousands of star systems through relentless progress!
Though tens of thousands of years had passed, beneath Ye Tianhun's seemingly cold exterior still beat the heart of a passionate youth. He couldn't stand the filthy world Tang San had created.
After a brief scan with his divine consciousness, Ye Tianhun said indifferently to Qian Renxue:
"Your mother's situation is nearly resolved. Would you like to come and take a look?"
Qian Renxue, who had been contemplating how to deal with Tang San in the future, snapped back to reality and nodded slightly. She was curious to see what her deranged mother had been reduced to by her counterpart from another world.
As for knowing Tang San's true nature and still considering allying with him—or worse, falling in love with him—
Qian Renxue wasn't that foolish!
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