Chapter 326: Mother and Daughter's Mutual Destruction

At Jialing Pass, Qian Renxue didn't know how long had passed before she finally woke up.

The moment she awoke, she felt excruciating pain all over her body; her injuries were severe.

Especially recalling Yang Xiong's final move, she was chilled to the bone, and even though she hadn't died, she still felt lingering dread, as if Yang Xiong could strike her down at any moment.

Qian Renxue knew clearly that she had ultimately lost this battle; the illustrious Angel God had been defeated by a mortal Soul Grandmaster, the greatest disgrace for a deity and a humiliation the God Realm had not seen in tens of thousands of years.

A look of resentment flashed in Qian Renxue's eyes: "Yang Xiong, why didn't you kill me? Is it that you wanted to humiliate me, to watch me fall again and again?"

Qian Renxue examined her surroundings; it was a very quiet room, and from its décor it seemed to be a woman's chamber.

Her face slightly changed, eyes filled with resentment, because she sensed this must be that woman's room, the room bore the woman's aura.

At that moment, several figures rushed to Qian Renxue's side—it was Bibidong and the Six Great Offerings.

Jin E Douluo looked unusually worried: "Miss, you finally woke up; your condition just now was truly terrifying."

Qian Renxue said: "Grandpa Jin E, thank you for your concern; I'm fine now."

"Don't worry, even though I lost to Yang Xiong this time, he is merely an ordinary mortal; next time I will defeat him and restore the Angel Clan's honor."

Jin E Douluo, seeing Qian Renxue's spirited demeanor, finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Miss, your safety is the most important thing; the Angel God's radiance will eventually illuminate the whole earth and make those rebels regret."

Bibidong, however, remained on the other side, cold‑looking at Qian Renxue's and Jin E Douluo's chatter, seeming out of place.

Qian Renxue finally spoke: "Grandpa Jin E, you all step out for a moment; I have something to discuss with this woman."

Jin E Douluo and the others exchanged glances, then left the room.

At that moment Qian Renxue's expression turned ice‑cold, a sneer curling on her lips: "I never imagined that when I woke up I'd be in this room. I always hoped to rest in your chamber, but never got the chance."

"Now, however, I feel utter disgust, especially toward all your aura."

Bibidong's face darkened: "Xue'er, what do you mean? Why must things between us come to this level?"

Qian Renxue smiled helplessly: "What is there left to say between us? I once treated you as an elder sister, but now you are my enemy, the enemy of my whole life, the person I despise most."

Bibidong erupted in anger: "How dare you! Don't think that just because you're a deity you can do as you please. I am the Emperor of the Spirit Empire, the supreme ruler of the Spirit Empire."

"Moreover, you, a lofty deity, were defeated by a Ninety‑Eighth Level brat; with that, what right do you have to meet your grandfather?"

Qian Renxue gritted her teeth: "You have no right to speak of my grandfather. He gave everything for me—his life, his ambition—all became offerings for my ascension."

"And you? What have you ever done for me? You're a selfish, vicious woman—the most poisonous woman in the world."

Bibidong's expression shifted: "What exactly are you getting at? The Spirit Empire is on the brink of collapse; even you have fallen. Can we still hold back the armies of the Two Great Empires? Does the Spirit Empire still have hope?"

Qian Renxue snorted coldly: "Isn't that what an Emperor of the Spirit Empire should worry about? I'm merely a lonely, helpless person, not fit for such a heavy burden."

Bibidong roared: "What madness are you spewing? Though you lost to Yang Xiong this time, you are a god, he a mortal; his recovery is orders of magnitude slower. Once you recover quickly, Jialing Pass and the world will be yours to command."

Qian Renxue shook her head: "Bibidong, I truly despise you. Apart from your ambition, have you ever cared about anything else?"

"From start to finish, you've only used me as a pawn, as a weapon for your conquest. Have you ever considered that I have thoughts? I won't be manipulated forever."

Bibidong clenched his teeth: "Xue'er, your words disappoint me. Why this sudden shift in personality? Does becoming a deity let you forget the Angel Clan's glory, or your grandfather's lifelong ideals?"

Qian Renxue's face now showed absolute resolve: "This concerns the Angel Clan; you, an outsider, have no right to question it."

After a pause, Bibidong spoke: "I know this defeat has struck you; you should reflect, perhaps you'll understand your grandfather and the devotion of those who serve you."

Qian Renxue snorted coldly: "These matters are none of your business. If you have any concern, tend to your own broken affairs."

"Also, I will gather all the Supplicants and strip you of the Papal Seat, because you have no right to sit there."

Bibidong's face instantly turned furious: "Do you know what you're saying? Changing commanders mid‑battle is a grave taboo. Moreover, without me, could the Spirit Empire have risen to this level?"

Qian Renxue stared intently at Bibidong: "I have only one question—are you clear conscience about my father's fate? Did you kill my father?"

Bibidong's face startled: "What's going on with you? Why ask such a question? Everyone knows your father was killed by Tang Hao."

A hint of mockery appeared on Qian Renxue's face: "I originally doubted Tang Hao's words, but your reaction is odd. Under a deity, any shift in your thoughts I can sense."

"Just now, you felt guilty; you couldn't face my question directly, so Tang Hao was right—he only wounded my father. The one who truly killed my father was you; you made me an orphan, you ruined my life, you destroyed everything."

Bibidong's face twisted grotesquely: "What do you know? Your father is my disgrace, and the Angel Clan's disgrace. His existence exposed the filth of your bloodline; killing him was only natural."

A tear welled in Qian Renxue's eye: "So you admit you personally killed my father, and for your ambition you blamed the Clear Sky Sect, exploiting his death to the fullest."

"By using my father's death, you became the Pope of the Spirit Hall and even leveraged the Clear Sky Sect to cement your papal position."

"From start to finish, you only have yourself; to you I'm merely a hidden threat seeking revenge for my father, no wonder you never acknowledged me in your life."

Bibidong burst into a manic laugh: "Hahaha! Qian Renxue, you're a White-eyed Wolf. Your Angel Clan is the world's most evil bloodline; though you appear holy, you cannot hide the filth within your veins."

"What do you know? Your father only showed a righteous side before you, but his deeds behind the scenes incited both men and gods to rage."

Tears surged in Qian Renxue's eyes: "So because you despised my father, you've hated me for years, even intending to kill me."

"Fortunately, I've always been protected by my grandfather. Whether past or present, I don't need a mother like you, and you're unfit to be my mother."

Qian Renxue wiped away her tears, her expression turning icy: "From now on I will never be bound by you; there will be no more feelings between us."

"Forgot to tell you, I know you're constantly thinking of Yu Xiaogang, and because of him you've resented my father, but my father being a man was not wrong; I have already avenged him, and I have disabled Yu Xiaogang's and Liu Erlong's martial souls."

Bibidong gritted his teeth: "You madwoman, Xiaogang has nothing to do with the past events. You've implicated the innocent, you've disabled Xiaogang's martial soul; you are the world's greatest demon."

Qian Renxue forced through the pain on her face: "If I am a demon, then what are you? The Inheritor of Luosha, born to oppose my Angel Clan, the world's darkest, most evil existence?"

Bibidong's eyes welled with two streams of tears: "What do you know? All this today is because your Angel Clan forced me. I founded the Spirit Empire not for personal ambition, but to fundamentally destroy your Angel Clan's roots."

"Although the Spirit Empire is now powerful, don't forget that it is also universally opposed; even a god like you has fallen, and the Angel Clan will be erased from this world completely."

Qian Renxue's eyes burned with anger: "Why did you do this? What benefit does it bring you?"

Bibidong laughed wildly: "I don't want any benefit. Qian Xunji ruined my purity, ruined my life, subjected me to unprecedented humiliation, binding my whole life to the Spirit Empire. I want your Angel Clan to be a funeral for my life."

Qian Renxue heard this and was filled with horror; Qian Xunji had always been her faith, her dearest father, the most holy person in her eyes.

Qian Renxue trembled with anger: "You, you, you! This is false; these are all your slanders. My father was never such a person."

Bibidong grew even more insane: "Do you think Qian Daoliu, who loves you most, is a good person? He only cares about the Angel Lineage's inheritance; he witnessed everything, not only tacitly allowed your father to insult me but also permitted me to kill your father. He is the real culprit."

"Otherwise, why do you think Qian Daoliu supported me to become the Pope of the Spirit Hall?"

(End of Chapter)