509: Chapter 509 The First Angel God and the Current Angel God

Listening to the voice of the Angel God.

A flush spread across Qian Renxue's neck.

She covered her ears.

She dared not imagine how ruthless Su Wen was.

Even the Angel God's voice carried sobs.

He was truly going too far; not only did he take Bibi Dong, but he even bullied Lord Angel God.

Ye Yuaner coughed lightly, sending out a stream of Soul Power to isolate the spread of the sound.

She crossed her arms, then narrowed her eyes as she looked at the courtyard.

There were actually so many people here.

Before she knew it, little Wen had already raised a whole nest of them.

"Sister Yuaner, have some tea."

A Rou brought a cup over to Ye Yuaner's side.

Ye Yuaner took the cup and huffed, "Is the one inside that Angel God?"

"It definitely is."

Bi Ji grabbed Ye Yuaner's hand, signaling her to sit down first.

Ye Yuaner said with some dissatisfaction, "You're in such a rush, wanting to beat up a Divinity right now."

"She isn't an Angel God right now, just one of little Wen's Ghost Brides."

Bi Ji glanced at the room with a hint of jealousy.

Ye Yuaner heavily set the cup down on the table, looked at the group of people around her, and said helplessly, "We really ought to supervise him well; he truly wants to try out every kind of beauty."

"He's just a massive pervert," Qian Renxue chimed in.

"Little Xue'er, you have no say here, just sit to the side."

Ziji stretched lazily, "Speaking ill of your elders like this will get you beaten."

"Indeed," the Demon Empress crossed her legs, playing with her fingers, and spoke without even raising her head, "Even your Lord Angel God wouldn't dare speak like that."

Qian Renxue pursed her lips; this group of women were certainly quite protective of him.

Qian Renxue quietly slipped away from the courtyard.

She was going to tell Bibi Dong.

Ye Yuaner wouldn't manage it, so she wanted Bibi Dong to manage him.

Qian Renxue arrived at the Supreme Pontiff Palace, where Bibi Dong was handling official affairs.

This time, her mood was free of any apprehension; she walked straight over to Bibi Dong's side, and watching Bibi Dong's focused expression as she handled matters, a trace of excitement dyed Qian Renxue's heart, for she had never looked at Bibi Dong so openly and righteously before.

"Xue'er, why didn't you bring Yaoyao along to play?"

Bibi Dong glanced at her sideways; this girl didn't say anything when she came in, just staring at her, which amused her a bit.

Qian Renxue replied, "Ah Yin is taking care of her."

Bibi Dong was taken aback, put down the official business in her hand, and looked at Qian Renxue with a serious expression, "Xue'er, in the future, you cannot address her directly by name."

"Why? If I don't call her name, what should I call her?"

As Qian Renxue spoke, her brain seemed to react: "I won't call her Ma..."

Bibi Dong sighed, "My situation doesn't hold much of an advantage among them to begin with, Xue'er. Don't make me caught in the middle, okay?"

Qian Renxue lowered her eyes slightly: "I know. I, I will pay attention."

"Wait, I came here to complain."

Qian Renxue suddenly recounted what had happened in the courtyard with anger.

"Ma, Su Wen is going too far. So many people are there, and he's still beating Lord Angel God like that."

Bibi Dong covered her forehead: "This brat actually didn't avoid it a bit; even Xue'er found out."

Qian Renxue asked in confusion, "That's not right, is it? You should be angry. You're busy here while he's enjoying himself over there."

Bibi Dong nodded: "He really ought to be taught a lesson. I'm going to tell Bi Ji and Ah Yin not to cast any life Spirit Abilities on him. If he isn't exhausted a bit, he won't know the importance of life."

"This... shouldn't you immediately drag him out and fly into a rage, Ma? Besides, you don't seem very angry..."

Qian Renxue looked at Bibi Dong uncertainly; this was different from what she had imagined.

"You silly girl, they're all there, and if only I were throwing a tantrum, wouldn't it make me look like a jealous woman?"

As Bibi Dong spoke, she slightly crossed her legs and folded her hands together, "Moreover, it's the Angel God. I've long wanted to bully this Angel God for a meal—why are there descendants of the Qian family like this? If possible, I really want to let that fellow Qian Daoliu see the miserable state of the Angel God they worship behind closed doors..."

Qian Renxue froze in place. Realizing her words were inappropriate, Bibi Dong gave a cough, "Xue'er, I was joking. You don't need to mind it."

"I, I know."

Qian Renxue bit her thin lips and sighed in her heart; Ma indeed still hated the Qian family.

Knowing that Bibi Dong wouldn't go save Lord Angel God.

Qian Renxue could only hope that Lord Angel would endure it herself.

Yet over the next few days, Qian Renxue was somewhat on the verge of a breakdown.

Every time she came to Bibi Dong's bedchamber, she could hear the voice of the Angel God.

Once, she even heard that Bibi Dong had actually teamed up with Su Wen to bully Lord Angel God.

That morning, Qian Renxue came to Bibi Dong's place once again.

She saw a woman who looked identical to her Spirit.

Qian Yuhan was sitting on a swing woven by Ah Yin.

Lan Fozi and Xiao Wu were fighting with her to play on it.

Catching sight of Qian Renxue, apart from Qian Yuhan glancing at her, the rest of the people acted as if they hadn't noticed her at all.

"An-, Lord Angel God."

"Mhm, something the matter?"

"I, I wanted to ask, do you want to return to the Hall of Worship?"

Qian Yuhan looked at her strangely, "I am not a mascot. What would I go back there for?"

"No, I didn't say you were a mascot."

"You are the Angel God, you shouldn't be here."

The Angel God in Qian Renxue's heart had a noble and magnificent image.

Yet during this period, what she saw was completely a fallen angel.

"How uninteresting. Have your God Trials begun?"

"As my successor, there is one thing I must remind you of."

"The Angel God trials test one's state of mind. With your current state, if you don't adjust, you'll easily stumble at the seventh trial, or even the sixth trial."

Hearing this, a wave of worry suddenly surged in Qian Renxue's heart.

If her trial failed, she would lack the strength and qualification to stand before Bibi Dong.

"Lord Angel God, will I fail?" Qian Renxue swallowed hard.

Qian Yuhan got off the swing, and Xiao Wu and Lan Fozi immediately rushed to grab it. The two played rock-paper-scissors, and in the end, Xiao Wu went to push Lan Fozi with a crying expression.

Qian Yuhan came before Qian Renxue, her golden pupils scrutinizing her.

"Qian Renxue, do you know why, among the Angel lineage, only you were able to obtain the Nine Angel Trials?"

"My talent..."

"No."

Qian Yuhan interrupted her: "None of the past High Priests of the Angel lineage were weak. They weren't chosen entirely due to two reasons."

Qian Renxue's heart tightened slightly. It turned out it wasn't because of her talent being favored. She asked somewhat unhappily, "Lord Angel, what is the reason?"

Qian Yuhan looked up at the sky: "Divinities do not appear for no reason, nor do they appear in times of great peace."

"The birth of a powerhouse of Divinity will inevitably cause the convergence of the continent's Luck. When Luck gathers, other places lacking Luck will inevitably decline, and where one side declines, war will surely follow."

"The same holds true for the Angel God. If Spirit Hall becomes increasingly prosperous, the Angel God will never appear. Only when facing major crises or continental turmoil will the Nine Angel Trials descend."