Chapter 89 Qian Renxue, the Tenth
[Martial Soul: Six-Winged Angel]
[Identity: Elder of the Spirit Empire, God of Angels]
[Comment: Inherited from the angelic throne, wielding light and holy fire, bearing a divine halo, having transcended mortal form, yet due to a slightly unstable foundation and incomplete divine consciousness, temporarily residing at the bottom.]
Boom!
As soon as these words were uttered, a deathly silence fell over both the area inside and outside Jialing Pass.
Immediately following was an uproar as loud as a landslide and a tsunami.
"Tenth?!"
Everyone's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and their mouths were agape enough to fit an egg.
"The God of Angels?!"
Tang San's already pale face instantly lost all color, and his body swayed involuntarily.
"How is this possible..."
However, what horrified Tang San even more than this was the ranking.
Tenth place.
The mighty Angel God, a true god-level powerhouse, is only ranked tenth on this list?!
"Teacher..."
Tang San's voice trembled as he turned to look at Yu Xiaogang.
"A god-level powerhouse can only be ranked tenth? Then what kind of monsters are the nine ranked ahead of her?"
Yu Xiaogang's mind went completely blank at that moment.
His theoretical knowledge covered all aspects of the Soul Master world, but there was no record of gods.
"This... this doesn't make sense."
Yu Xiaogang muttered to himself.
"Gods should be supreme, the ultimate power. Since Qian Renxue has become a god, she should sweep across the world. How could she possibly be ranked tenth?"
On the cliff, Fu Xuan looked at the list and curled her lip.
"Tch, a mere novice god, her foundation is not even solid, and she dares to call herself a god?"
Her casual remark struck Tang San like a thunderclap.
A beginner?
In the eyes of the Luofu Immortal Ship, are the gods of the Douluo Continent really that worthless?
...
In the far north, in a warm pavilion atop the Immortal Ship.
The originally warm atmosphere froze the moment the list was revealed.
The teacup in Qian Renxue's hand stopped in mid-air, her beautiful eyes filled with astonishment and disbelief.
She looked at her name on the list, then at the glaring "tenth place" behind it.
"Me... the tenth?"
Qian Renxue's voice was somewhat hoarse, and her usual arrogance and purity had turned into deep self-doubt.
She went through countless hardships, passed the nine tests of the angels, had her physical body reshaped, and attained the divine position of an angel.
She thought she was already at the pinnacle of this world, and even if she wasn't as good as the mysterious and unpredictable Jing Yuan, she should at least be in the top three.
But reality slapped her hard in the face.
At the bottom.
The top ten goalkeeper.
"Is there a mistake in this list?"
Qian Renxue suddenly turned to look at Jing Yuan, her eyes filled with urgency, as if seeking a negative answer.
Jing Yuan remained languidly leaning against the soft couch, his fingers lightly tapping the edge of the chessboard.
"The Golden List is a manifestation of the Great Dao, so it cannot be wrong."
His tone was calm, without any sarcasm; rather, it was as if he were stating a perfectly ordinary truth.
"Becoming a god is just another starting point for cultivation."
Jing Yuan looked up at Qian Renxue, his gaze gentle yet profound.
"Although you hold a divine position, your combat experience, understanding of the laws, and even control over your own power are still too immature. You possess a treasure trove but do not know how to use it. Tenth place is very fair."
Bibi Dong, who was standing to the side, was also deeply shaken.
Although her relationship with Qian Renxue was complicated, the other party was, after all, her daughter, and even more so, a true god.
Even gods can only rank tenth...
So where would she, a Limit Douluo still struggling through the Rakshasa God Trial, rank?
Does that mean they don't even qualify for the list?
Bibi Dong gripped the scepter tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white, her desire for power growing ever stronger.
Just then, a burst of golden light shone from the sky.
A dazzling beam of light shot out from the golden list, piercing through the wind and snow of the far north, passing through the barrier of the Immortal Ship, and enveloping Qian Renxue.
[Tenth Place Reward: A Wisp of Primordial Holy Light Origin]
[Effects: Purifies divine power, stabilizes divine status, washes away mortal impurities, and helps the individual to fully control angelic divine power.]
Within the pillar of light, Qian Renxue felt a warm sensation all over her body. The divine power within her body, which had been somewhat unstable and restless, became incredibly gentle and pure at this moment.
The minor hidden dangers left over from her forced ascension to godhood are being rapidly repaired.
This increase in power was even more significant than her years of arduous training!
The light faded.
Qian Renxue slowly opened her eyes. Her previously slightly restless aura had become deep and restrained, and she exuded an even more sacred and inviolable majesty.
Feeling the surging power within her, she turned her gaze back to Jing Yuan.
This time, her eyes held less arrogance and more complex emotions.
It was awe of the strong, and also a strange thrill after being subdued.
She slowly got up, walked to Jing Yuan's side, and sat down directly next to the chessboard.
The two were extremely close, so close that Qian Renxue could smell the faint sandalwood scent emanating from Jing Yuan.
"Since you saw through my true strength long ago, why didn't you say so before?"
Qian Renxue's voice softened a little, no longer that of a high and mighty angel, but more like a little girl who had been wronged and was now acting coquettishly.
She leaned forward slightly, her golden hair falling onto the chessboard, her eyes fixed intently on Jing Yuan.
"Is the general secretly laughing at me for being so arrogant?"
Jing Yuan chuckled, picked up a white chess piece, and casually brushed aside Qian Renxue's loose hair.
When his fingertips accidentally touched her jade-like cheek, Qian Renxue trembled slightly, but she did not flinch. Instead, she seemed to relish the warmth of his fingertips.
"Miss Qian, you flatter me."
Jing Yuan placed his piece, and it made a crisp snap.
"Everyone has moments of being narrow-minded, so just step out of that. Doesn't this reward perfectly address your weakness? If you were to fight again now, you might be able to make it into the top nine."
Qian Renxue bit her lower lip, her cheeks slightly flushed.
This man always spoke so casually, yet it was impossible to hate him.
"The top nine..."
She gave a soft hum and leaned even closer to Jing Yuan, almost touching his shoulder.
"Then, in the General's eyes, am I, a top-ten goalkeeper, qualified to receive your guidance?"
These words were extremely ambiguous, and coupled with her stunning beauty and the divine power she deliberately concealed at this moment, they were enough to drive any man in the world mad.
Jing Yuan turned his head to look at the stunningly beautiful face so close to his, and his smile deepened.
"I wouldn't call it giving pointers, but if we're just killing time, a game of Go wouldn't hurt."
Bailu, who was watching from the side, covered her eyes, peeking through her fingers and muttering:
"Oh dear, the general is about to seduce the innocent goddess again! Sister Qingque, look! This angel sister is practically clinging to the general!"
Qingque rolled her eyes as she shuffled the cards:
"Just play your cards. The general has boundless charm, something we can't learn."
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