Hearing Qian Renxue's words, Yang Xiong fell silent.
Looking across the entire Douluo Continent, Qian Renxue could be considered the most talented. With twenty levels of Innate Soul Power and the top-tier Martial Soul, Six-Winged Angel, she was the Angel Clan's last Inheritor.
But her father died when she was young, and from childhood, for the sake of the Heaven Dou Empire's so-called national strength, she had been lurking in the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace. It could be said that in the hellish political environment of the Imperial Palace, she simply didn't have much time to cultivate, nor much time to show herself or improve her combat skills.
In contrast, although Yang Xiong was also within a Sect, he had been free and unconstrained all these years. Whether he wanted to go to Slaughter City or Sea God Island, no one stopped him; in fact, the Sect even gave him great support.
Of course, there was another point. Although Yang Xiong had made many contributions to the Sect, from beginning to end, Ning Fengzhi had never assigned him any tasks or work. This was unique among all Sect disciples.
One should know that even Qin Shuang, who was also a genius from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, always stayed by Ning Rongrong's side, mainly acting as Ning Rongrong's bodyguard.
And his elder brother, Yang Wei, if it weren't for his arrangements, would probably have long since been an outer deacon of the Sect. All of this was because his parents were absolutely loyal to the Sect, and his parents had done many things for the Sect; it was also the indulgence of Ning Fengzhi and others towards him.
Just like Hu Liena, although she was the Saintess of the Spirit Empire, she had to handle various tasks and even help Bibi Dong with state affairs, completely lacking the opportunity to be as free as he was.
Even Ning Rongrong needed to spend a lot of energy learning Sect management from Ning Fengzhi and handling various large and small matters of the Sect, completely unlike Yang Xiong, who was completely free.
As for the Body Sect, Yang Xiong had only built a rough framework and managed it slightly, not spending much thought or energy on it.
The Qian Renxue before him, however, was the opposite of a Soul Master. Because she had to impersonate Crown Prince Xue Qinghe of the Heaven Dou Empire, she usually had to hide her Martial Soul and Soul Power. She basically couldn't fight enemies with her true strength, her cultivation time was much shorter, and she couldn't even cultivate too quickly visibly.
It could be said that throughout the Douluo world, Qian Renxue was the number one person to waste her talent; at least, she hadn't fully realized her potential.
"Qian Renxue, in your eyes, is there anything that is worth doing, and anything that is not worth doing?"
Qian Renxue was startled for a moment. "What do you mean by that? What do you mean by something not worth me doing? Could it be that you also think my lurking in the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace was a waste of time?"
Yang Xiong countered, "Isn't it? Given the various strange and varied Martial Souls in Spirit Hall back then, I don't believe they couldn't find someone who could impersonate Xue Qinghe. And given your status in the Spirit Empire, I don't believe that if you didn't want to go to the Heaven Dou Empire, there would be anyone in this world who could force you."
Qian Renxue silently drank her wine, a hint of bitterness appearing on her lips. "Perhaps. Perhaps this has been the inner demon I've had since childhood, and the obsession I've had since childhood. I've always wanted to prove myself, to prove that I am useful to the Spirit Empire, to prove my strength and ambition. Unfortunately, in the end, I Failed at the Last Moment, and you could even say it wasn't worth the effort."
"Yang Xiong, I have no family left now. My grandfather sacrificed himself to help me become a god. Is this the consequence of my willfulness back then?"
Yang Xiong shook his head. "Everyone has their own path to walk, everyone has their own... You are Qian Daoliu's dearest granddaughter, and the last hope of the Angel Clan. Qian Daoliu's sacrifice was for his faith and for his responsibility. You absolutely cannot be blamed for this."
"On the contrary, if you hadn't reached this point today, if it weren't for your peerless talent, Qian Daoliu probably wouldn't have been able to fulfill his wish, and your Angel Clan would have long since declined."
Tears welled up in Qian Renxue's eyes. "I would rather not become a god; I just wish my grandfather could come back to life."
Yang Xiong smiled helplessly. "Qian Renxue, have you ever thought about something? Although your grandfather is dead, perhaps he hasn't completely Fallen. Perhaps there's a chance to bring him back to life."
Qian Renxue's expression changed, and she quickly said, "Yang Xiong, what do you know? Is there any way to bring my grandfather back?"
Yang Xiong shook his head. "As long as he is within the Douluo world, there is no way to bring your deceased grandfather back."
"But have you ever considered that Gods are mysterious and unpredictable? They can destroy the world with a wave of their hand; it's just that the limitations of the Douluo Continent prevent them from unleashing their full strength. If you reach the God Realm, perhaps you can find a way to resurrect your grandfather."
"Of course, the main reason is that Qian Daoliu had actually reached the limit of this world. Qian Daoliu sacrificed himself to help you inherit the God Position. In a sense, his soul should already be above your God Position. If you reach the God Realm, perhaps you can find a way to resurrect him."
This idea was something Yang Xiong had recently researched and summarized based on the original work.
In the original work, Bo Saixi sacrificed herself to help Tang San achieve the Sea God God Position. Tang Chen also injected all his Divine Power into the Asura Demon Sword before his death and passed the Asura Demon Sword down to Tang San.
However, the Sea God was able to resurrect Tang Chen and Bo Saixi through their remaining divine senses, although the resurrected level was low, only the lowest level divine officials in the God Realm. But it did fulfill their long-held wishes.
Qian Renxue thought for a long time before speaking. "Yang Xiong, are you comforting me? The dead cannot be resurrected; even Gods may not be able to do it."
Yang Xiong shook his head. "Recently, I've been trying to remove the Angel God Power you left in my wound, and I've gained a further understanding of the relationship between Gods and Soul Masters. In a sense, your grandfather is no longer a Mortal; he should be called a Demigod."
"Gods are immortal and indestructible. Qian Daoliu's soul won't dissipate completely so easily. As for whether it will succeed, I don't know."
Qian Renxue thought carefully for a long time before speaking. "Thank you. Perhaps I have always been too arrogant, too competitive. I have never put myself in my grandfather's shoes."
"Yang Xiong, I want to ask you a question. Please tell me truthfully."
Yang Xiong nodded. "Although we are enemies, sometimes I still admire you. At least in terms of personality, you are not the kind of person who bullies the weak, nor are you a despicable and shameless person. You seek Revenge for grudges and redress for injustices; you can be called the righteousness of the Angel God."
Qian Renxue said, "Yang Xiong, in your eyes, what is family? What is mother and daughter? Is Revenge for past humiliation more important than everything?"
Yang Xiong shook his head. "I don't know how to answer your question. Although I have a Girlfriend now, I don't have children. But I can be sure that if I have children someday, I can give up everything for them."
"Of course, I also need to explain that no matter how I conduct myself, I have my own bottom line. No one can break through my bottom line. If my son is a bloodthirsty and cruel person, a despicable and shameless person, I would rather end him with my own hands."
Qian Renxue looked as if it were a matter of course. "As expected, you are the person I know. No matter when, you are always the most rational person."
"Let me tell you a story. Since childhood, I have always hoped to gain my mother's approval. To get her approval, I went to the Heaven Dou Empire to lurk. I worked hard to live in the hellish environment of the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, trying to live a perfect life."
"Whether it was cultivation or the political maneuvering of the Heaven Dou Empire, I tried my best to be perfect. I originally thought I would get her approval."
"But I was wrong. In my mother's eyes, I am just the continuation of sin, my blood is my father's filth. My mother even constantly wanted to kill me, wanting to use me to wash away her past humiliation. Don't I deserve my mother's love and care?"
Looking at Qian Renxue's tear-streaked face, Yang Xiong sighed helplessly. "Qian Renxue, if I'm not mistaken, your mother should be Bibi Dong."
"And if I'm not mistaken, your birth was not by your mother's will; in fact, she experienced some kind of humiliation to give birth to you. That's why she couldn't face you, and that's why she sent you to the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace."
Qian Renxue's expression changed drastically. "How do you know my mother is Bibi Dong?"
Yang Xiong smiled at the corner of his mouth. "Actually, it's easy to guess. If Bibi Dong didn't have some special identity, if she didn't have a special relationship with the Angel Clan, how could an outsider like her become the Pope of Spirit Hall? How could she become the Emperor of the Spirit Empire?"
"If I'm not mistaken, your father was probably killed by your mother back then. Your grandfather hid everything for the glory of Spirit Hall and even personally pushed Bibi Dong onto the Pope's throne."
Qian Renxue was in tears. "Yes, that's how it is. None of this was my fault. Why did they all hide it from me? Why are they now cruelly telling me the truth?"
"My mother only wants to kill me, but I still longed for her love and hoped for a family reunion. But she brutally tore apart my fantasy, tearing apart the image of my father and grandfather in my heart. Am I inherently full of sin? Am I inherently not meant to exist?"
Looking at Qian Renxue's hysterical appearance, Yang Xiong took out a handkerchief and gently wiped her face, drying the tears on her beautiful face, and couldn't help but shake his head.
"Qian Renxue, have you misunderstood something? People live for themselves. Only when you become better, only when you become stronger, will you gain the recognition of this world and be worthy of family affection. Otherwise, you are not worthy of anything."
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