Chapter 112

When that brand appeared, it was precisely at the critical moment when Qian Renxue's soul was on the verge of its first collapse; subsequently, her body miraculously underwent a reverse-aging transformation, and the impact of this change forced her to face the ultimate challenge of maintaining her soul's integrity once again.

At this moment, Qian Renxue was enveloped by a layer of holy radiance, with golden flames burning fiercely within her body; especially the six wings behind her, which seemed meticulously carved from pure golden flames, and every time they flapped, they were accompanied by golden light that twisted the surrounding space.

Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound erupted from within her body; accompanied by this sound, the numbness and itching pain she felt doubled in intensity, and the soul defense line that had just stabilized began to waver once more.

—Boom! The brilliant light sphere, woven from the essence of the six soul bones of the Angel Set and all the golden patterned halos, rushed like a meteor streaking through the night sky and crashed into Qian Renxue in an instant.

In that split second, liquid radiance clung to her graceful figure; like small streams merging into a river, it quickly spread to every corner of her body, completely wrapping her in light.

The sensation of pain doubled again; even with Qian Renxue's will as firm as it was, she could no longer hold on.

"It's over."

Qian Renxue felt that cracks had already appeared in her soul, and these cracks were spreading rapidly, as if she were about to collapse in the next instant.

Suddenly, a third figure emerged within her soul.

Qian Renxue was instantly stunned; the two figures flashing in her mind—Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu—not only became the dual obsessions in her heart but also helped her overcome two major hurdles.

She knew deeply that although she harbored hatred for Bibi Dong, that emotion, just like the respect for her grandfather, was deeply rooted in her heart and irreplaceable.

However, besides them, was there a third existence hidden in her heart capable of stirring such an obsession?

Who exactly was this unknown third figure?

Could it be that in her world, there was someone even more cherished by her than her grandfather and Bibi Dong? The third figure gradually became clear in her thoughts; it was a man, a young man.

He slowly raised his hand, and his slender fingers brushed against the harp strings; the crisp tinkling sounds transformed into a perfect melody that soaked into Qian Renxue's soul.

"It's him; how could it be him?"

The shock in Qian Renxue's heart was beyond measure.

Light and shadow flashed; within her soul, her own body appeared, a naked body, walking step by step toward the man who was gently stroking the harp.

Deep within this soul, she was precisely her own soul source.

Tears flowed down the face of the humanoid form condensed from Qian Renxue's soul source.

Her crimson lips parted slightly, and she choked out a call: "Tang San, why is it you..."

Hearing Qian Renxue's soft call, Tang San's figure leisurely emerged from the deepest part of her soul; a gentle smile traced his lips as he slowly opened his arms toward her.

As the harp illusion dissipated, her world was left only with the warmth and security of that embrace.

Before she could think further, Qian Renxue involuntarily threw herself into that embrace; a warm current instantly penetrated her heart, bringing unprecedented comfort and tranquility, as if all pain and bitterness had vanished in this very moment.

She clung tightly to the man before her, who was elegant and possessed extraordinary temperament; a strong desire surged in her heart, wanting to completely merge into his warm embrace and become an inseparable part of each other.

Unknowingly, the clothes on the man's body also vanished, and two naked bodies embraced each other tightly.

At this moment, the man's voice rang out: "Qian Renxue, your brain is truly addled!"

"..."

Hearing the voice, Qian Renxue could not help but raise her head slightly, and what came into view was actually Zhou Yu's face.

"Zhou Yu..." "How... how could it be you?"

Zhou Yu said calmly: "You forgot, I have always been by your side! Your grandfather asked me to come specifically to help you cross this final hurdle!"

"Grandfather..."

Qian Renxue had not yet recovered her senses.

She saw Zhou Yu lean down and kiss her crimson lips.

She had even forgotten that she was undergoing the Inheritance of the Angel God; all of her soul had been filled by the figure of this man before her eyes.

Unprecedented pleasure attacked Qian Renxue's heart like a tide.

She responded wildly, shifting from passive to active.

Although she was already in her thirties, this was her first time with a man.

Her heart trembled, and her soul trembled.

The pain and sorrow in her heart, along with all her desires, exploded completely in this moment.

Since the day of her birth, a faint, imperceptible shadow had lurked deep within Qian Renxue's heart.

During the journey of inheriting the Angel God—this radiant deity's Godhood—these hidden shadows gradually revealed themselves, turning into countless obstacles hindering her ascent to the divine realm.

However, at this critical moment, she bravely faced herself, releasing all the accumulated bitterness and struggles in her heart.

Zhou Yu exerted all his strength; the Sea God's power penetrated the entire body of the Angel God, making Qian Renxue's path to Godhood suddenly clear.

In the Angel Temple, two naked figures floated in mid-air.

The six wings behind Qian Renxue's back constantly flapped gently, while her body twisted in spasms; the golden light on her body rose and fell continuously, and it was vaguely visible that her skin had completely turned peach-colored.

In the next moment, accompanied by a series of clanging sounds, her entire body began to undergo strange changes.

That golden liquid instantly condensed into shape; a set of dazzling golden armor was carved to fit her figure perfectly. The breastplate stood upright and majestic, the waist armor cleverly cinched in to display a slender figure, paired with a golden battle skirt one and a half feet long, making her look even more heroic and spirited.

The little angel mark on her forehead shone brilliantly, transforming into a golden halo that tightly encircled her brow; a gem shaped like a little angel was embedded in the center of the halo, sparkling brightly.

Ripples spread across the halo, totaling seven wave crests, weaving into a magnificent crown resembling a princess's coronation, adding a touch of nobility and sanctity to her.

Qian Renxue's soul woke up almost instantly; an unparalleled sense of power replaced the previous peak of ecstasy, causing her whole body to shiver.

"S... succeeded!"

After truly inheriting the Angel Godhood, she did not feel the expected excitement; instead, she felt somewhat lost.

Deep within her soul, she even desired more to immerse herself in that warm embrace and the unparalleled pleasure.

Even though her power had become incomparably strong, the wonderful feeling of transforming from a girl into a woman had not yet dissipated.

She slowly stood up and said to the panting man: "Zhou Yu, thank you!"

(End of this chapter)