Qian Renxue didn't speak.
She simply lowered her eyes, staring at the now-empty plate on her desk—the one Third Grandfather had just ravaged clean.
Only a few crumbs of osmanthus cake remained.
Just like her great ambition, which had been mere inches from success… only to be shattered by a single sentence.
Snake Lance and Porcupinefish Douluo stood silently to the side, barely daring to breathe.
They could clearly sense it—the sovereign aura of a crown prince fading rapidly from their young master.
What replaced it was a cold, icy pressure that made their bones tremble.
Finally—
Qian Renxue moved.
She raised her head slowly.
In her pure golden eyes, the warmth had vanished entirely.
Only bone-deep coldness remained—coldness layered with sarcasm.
"Third Grandfather."
Her voice was light, calm, eerily calm.
"I have been undercover in Heaven Dou for more than ten years."
"Disguised as a man, building the perfect image of a crown prince."
"This empire was just about to fall into my hands."
"And now you tell me the plan is cancelled."
Her gaze locked onto Azure Luan Douluo's face, each word sharp as a blade.
"Don't you find this… utterly ridiculous?"
Azure Luan Douluo did not retreat under her cold stare. Instead, he stepped forward.
"Ridiculous?"
He let out a hoarse laugh, sounding like he was mocking himself, mocking the world.
"Young master, what's truly ridiculous… is us. You, me, and this entire Douluo Continent."
"The power we've spent our whole lives chasing—"
"—in that place is merely worth the price of a bowl of egg fried rice."
Qian Renxue's frown deepened.
He's gone mad.
Third Grandfather has completely lost his mind.
But then his next sentence sent flames of fury surging through her chest.
"Young master."
"You can no longer inherit the Angel God Position."
Bang!!!
Qian Renxue slammed the table and shot to her feet.
This was the first time since entering Heaven Dou undercover that she had lost control to such an extent.
Her golden eyes were frost itself.
"What a joke!"
"I, Qian Renxue, born with innate level 20 spirit power—"
"—a genius unseen in the Angel Clan for ten thousand years!"
"If even I cannot inherit a God Position, then who can?!"
Azure Luan Douluo expected her rage.
He replied calmly, only three words:
"High Priest."
Buzz.
Qian Renxue's mind blanked.
Grandfather?
Hadn't he always said that as the guardian of the Angel God, he was destined never to inherit a God Position?
That she was the only hope?
Azure Luan Douluo continued, tone steady:
"A few hours ago, Big Brother ate three bowls of egg fried rice at a restaurant called Feng Ran Pavilion."
"Then, his Angel God Affinity rose by five percent."
"Big Brother… saw the hope of becoming a god."
He didn't need to say more.
Qian Renxue understood everything instantly.
She slowly sat back down, her posture rigid.
After a long silence—
She spoke in a voice colder than ice, a voice she had never used before.
"Tell me everything about Feng Ran Pavilion."
"Word for word."
Hall of Worship
The hall was empty.
Qian Daoliu had dismissed everyone, clutching the crystal-clear Dream Crystal in his hands like a thief guarding his treasure.
This thing was more precious than his life.
His right fingertip hovered trembling above the crystal's surface.
Facing the Angel Eight Trials, he had never flinched.
But now, writing just a name made his heart pound as though it would leap from his chest.
Posey.
He only wanted to write these three characters.
His fingertip dropped—
But the first stroke, a simple "dot," turned into a crooked caterpillar.
"Damn!!"
Qian Daoliu cursed in a low voice, quickly wiping it off—like an elementary student panicking over messy homework.
Nearly two hundred years of life, and this was the first time his own hand refused to listen.
He shut his eyes.
Her face flooded his mind.
When he reopened them, determination finally steadied his grip.
Stroke by stroke, solemn as though signing the fate of the entire continent—
Finally, the three characters: [Posey] appeared on the crystal.
Done!
Immediately, his brain spiraled into chaos.
When he met her later… what should he say first?
"Xi Xi, long time no see. You're still as beautiful as ever."
No—too greasy! She'd think he'd been practicing flirt lines for centuries!
"Xi Xi, I'm about to become a god! Once I succeed, I'll marry you!"
Too arrogant! What if she thinks he's showing off and kicks him out of the dream?!
"Xi Xi, how have you been? I was just passing by."
Ridiculous! Who just happens to pass by Sea God Island?!
Qian Daoliu paced in anxious circles, scratching his head, with zero trace of a mighty Super Douluo.
Just as his inner storm reached its peak—
A wave of irresistible drowsiness washed over him.
His eyelids dropped.
Still hugging the precious crystal, he collapsed and drifted into sleep.
Inside the Dream
When he opened his eyes again, the salty sea breeze brushed his face.
The azure sky, clear ocean, the distant silhouette of the grand Sea God Temple—
All exactly as he remembered.
Xi Xi's dream…
Then he saw her.
Long, sea-blue wavy hair rippling in the wind, each strand shimmering.
A matching sea-blue dress outlining curves so perfect they seemed sculpted by the ocean itself.
She sat upon a reef, bare white feet dipping playfully in the waves.
It was her.
Qian Daoliu's heart tightened.
He stepped forward stiffly.
Straightened his already-perfect robes.
Cleared his throat.
"Xi Xi~"
His voice trembled like a leaf.
Posey paused, then slowly turned her head.
That peerless face—exactly as he remembered.
But confusion filled her eyes.
"Qian Daoliu? Why are you on Sea God Island?"
Then her expression sharpened, vigilant.
"Did your Spirit Hall come to attack Sea God Island again? And you, the Angel High Priest, personally came?"
Spirit Hall indeed had such history—
When Qian Xunji once led a disastrous attack, without Qian Daoliu's knowledge.
Qian Daoliu panicked instantly.
He shook his head so fast it almost flew off, hands waving desperately.
"No, no, no! Xi Xi, you misunderstand! This is a huge misunderstanding!"
Sweat poured down his forehead—he almost dropped to his knees in panic.
"Spirit Hall is Spirit Hall—what do their battles have to do with me, Qian Daoliu?!"
The moment he said it, he wanted to slap himself.
What kind of nonsense was that?!
Seeing Posey's gaze grow colder, he scrambled to salvage the situation, blurting everything out at once, voice cracking:
"Xi Xi, listen to me!"
"This isn't reality—it's your dream!"
"I—I used the Dream Crystal to sneak in!"
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