Faced with Qian Renxue's questioning, Yang Podi simply smiled slightly and did not answer.
However, Qian Renxue was clearly unwilling to let it go. With a cold expression, she continued pressing him, "What exactly do you mean? How did my father really die?"
Yang Podi carefully looked into Qian Renxue's eyes. In those beautiful eyes, there was endless unwillingness, but even more hesitation and melancholy. Clearly, this girl had some suspicions or had thought of something, yet she couldn't confirm it.
"Even if I tell you, it's useless. You wouldn't believe me. It's better for you to see it with your own eyes and realize it yourself."
Tears suddenly welled up in Qian Renxue's eyes. "What do you understand? You haven't even said it, so how can you be so sure it's useless? A girl who grew up without anyone's care, a father who died, a mother who treats her as an enemy—what kind of life is that? Have you ever thought about my pain?"
Yang Podi gently cupped her face, wiping away the tears from her cheeks. He sighed deeply in his heart, then pulled her into his embrace, feeling nothing but heartache for her.
"Silly girl, if you want to cry, just cry. As long as I'm here, no one can threaten you."
No one knew how long had passed, but Qian Renxue buried her face in Yang Podi's chest, sobbing softly, her tears soaking a large patch of his clothes.
Seeing Qian Renxue in such a dazed and vulnerable state, Yang Podi suddenly picked her up and swiftly left Douluo Hall. By the time Qian Renxue came back to her senses, the two of them were already at the highest point of Douluo Hall—on top of the head of the massive Angel God statue.
Qian Renxue stopped crying, but a blush of shyness suddenly appeared on her face. "What are you doing? This is the highest point of Douluo Hall, the greatest symbol of our Spirit Empire. No one is allowed to come here."
Yang Podi looked at her with a doting expression. "So what? It's just a statue. The Angel God has long since fallen. This statue isn't anything special."
Qian Renxue's face changed drastically. "What did you say? Why would you say that the Angel God has already fallen?"
Yang Podi shook his head. "If I'm not mistaken, the Angel God in the Divine Realm should have perished a long time ago. What remains now is nothing more than an empty statue."
Qian Renxue swallowed hard. "That's impossible! The ancestor god of our Angel Clan is the embodiment of infinite light. I won't allow you to insult her like this!"
"The Angel God was indeed great. Under her influence, the world remained at peace, humanity thrived for ten thousand years, and the soul beast race was forced into hiding. That was the Angel God's contribution. But everything in the world is relative. Perhaps she was benevolent and kind, but her power was ultimately limited. I don't know exactly when she perished, but I am certain that she is gone."
"Do you have any proof that the Angel God has fallen? If she were truly gone, then how did she bestow the Angelic Nine Trials upon me?"
"If my guess is correct, the Angel God in the Divine Realm should have fallen long ago. The Angel God's Hall that exists now is likely nothing more than a remnant of her divine soul or a contingency she left behind. Otherwise, why has it been over ten thousand years, yet none of you have ever received a direct summons from the Angel God?"
Hearing this, Qian Renxue's face filled with doubt once again. "So what? Maybe she just didn't reveal herself because our Angel Clan had not yet produced a genius like me. Now that I have appeared, I can awaken the Angel God's inheritance."
Yang Podi gently stroked Qian Renxue's face, his expression full of heartache. "You should know how the inheritance of the Sea God works. On Sea God Island, anyone who accepts the Sea God's inheritance can undergo the Sea God Trials and experience rapid growth in power. I went through the Sea God's Trials myself, which is how I obtained the perfect ninth spirit ring for my Breaking Soul Spear. But aside from you and your grandfather, has the Angel God ever given anyone else guidance?"
When it came to the schemes of the gods in the Divine Realm, Yang Podi had always remained skeptical. Based on the original work, from any perspective, Tang San should not have been able to win. Yet, in the end, the Asura God forcibly intervened, resurrecting Tang San and granting him the Asura God's position, which allowed Tang San to turn the tide.
No matter if it was the Sea God or the Asura God, they had both repeatedly gone easy on Tang San during his trials, making it impossible not to suspect something.
As for the Douluo Continent ten thousand years later, Tang San claimed the title of Sea God and established the so-called Sea God Pavilion. But the problem was, both the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire were land-based nations—what did they have to do with the Sea God? It was clear he was just using his overwhelming strength to interfere in the affairs of the Douluo Continent.
From beginning to end, the Angel God had never once appeared—not even when Qian Renxue was being schemed against. All evidence pointed to one conclusion: the first-generation Angel God had likely perished long ago.
And then there was the matter of the Rakshasa God's divine will. Of all possible successors, it chose Bibi Dong. In terms of talent, Bibi Dong was indeed outstanding, even surpassing Tang San in some ways. But the fact that the inheritor of the Rakshasa God ended up giving birth to the inheritor of the Angel God was nothing short of absurd.
At this moment, Qian Renxue suddenly spoke. "Podi, I've investigated my father's death and uncovered a little bit of the truth. I have a rough idea of what happened, but I have never found any concrete evidence. I really don't understand—why did Bibi Dong attack my father? And why did my grandfather ignore my father's death?"
Yang Podi let out a cold chuckle. "Everything is just a matter of choice. Back then, Qian Xunji was severely injured, practically crippled. The possibility of a full recovery was slim at best. Between a crippled Pope and a Saintess who was a twin martial soul genius, your grandfather chose the Saintess—he chose your mother."
"But why did everyone ignore my father? Was he destined to die?" Qian Renxue suddenly burst out in anger.
Yang Podi did not respond to her question directly. Instead, he said indifferently, "Heaven's will is cyclical—everyone must pay the price for their actions. Your father committed mistakes, and naturally, he had to atone for them with his life."
Qian Renxue was puzzled. "What mistake did my father make? Why did both Bibi Dong and my grandfather hate him so much? Podi, do you know the truth behind this secret?"
Yang Podi did not answer her question. Instead, he asked, "Xue'er, in your eyes, what kind of person was your father?"
A trace of nostalgia appeared on Qian Renxue's face. "Even though my father passed away when I was very young, in my eyes, he was the supreme Pope, the gentle father who treated me kindly, and the greatest person in the world."
At this moment, although Qian Renxue was in Yang Podi's embrace, her gaze softened. A rare hint of childlike innocence emerged in her eyes, making her look as pure and untainted as a young child.
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