291. Freak Goddess

The junior in his arms pointed at him.

The pure, divine face of the Angel Goddess blushed.

She knew it wasn’t Qian Renjue’s fault.

It was her cursed half-self to blame.

It made her fall into his arms, tightly pressed against him, letting the heat from his body touch hers.

Qian Renxue and Qian Daoliu had regained their mobility.

However, the looks in their eyes held an air of disbelief.

The Angel Goddess bit her silver teeth, raised her face, and looked at the trembling, blushing Qian Renjue.

Just as she was about to lower her arms and retreat, her eyebrows furrowed.

“Hm?”

The Angel Goddess stared intently at Qian Renjue’s forehead and sniffed lightly.

“Is that the stench of that dog Sea God?”

“Ancestor?”

Qian Renjue looked confused.

Apparently, this ancestor wasn’t above swearing.

He shifted slightly backward, trying to pull himself from the ancestor’s embrace, but the slight friction made the sacred face flush even more.

“Don’t move!”

The Angel Goddess’s voice rang out with a mix of shame and anger. She glanced back at the uneasy pair behind her.

“Don’t worry, I won’t hurt him,” she reassured them.

With that, the Angel Goddess lifted her index finger and pointed it at Qian Renjue’s forehead.

A soothing, ethereal sound seemed to cleanse the soul.

“Young one, don’t resist, alright?”

“Hm.”

Qian Renjue hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.

He lowered his gaze to her sacred face, and his heart seemed to be free of any impure thoughts.

The fire that had been kindled by the Fallen Angel gradually faded.

“What an evil aura. Is it an artifact?”

The Angel Goddess exhaled a fragrant breath, putting Qian Renjue at ease.

He could feel the Evil God’s heart within him tremble.

Moments later, the Angel Goddess retracted her jade-like hand.

And with it, she took the Evil God’s heart that resided in Qian Renjue’s forehead.

She released him from her embrace and gracefully retreated.

“Jue!”

Qian Renxue immediately rushed to Qian Renjue’s side.

The Angel Goddess placed one hand on her waist and held a spinning, escaping purple-black triangular object in the other.

Her golden eyes cast a look of approval toward the now-relaxed Qian Renjue.

“I never expected such a freak among my descendants,” she said, her voice filled with admiration.

“You can suppress the divine consciousness and power of gods, even refining that dog’s Sea God's Heart.”

“Young one, you’re quite remarkable.”

It seemed that the Sea God’s influence had somewhat changed the Angel Goddess’s attitude toward Qian Renjue.

“It was just luck, just luck.”

Qian Renjue responded with a sheepish smile, gently squeezing Qian Renxue’s soft hand to comfort her.

“Hah, that’s not something you achieve with luck alone,” the Angel Goddess said, her gaze filled with hidden meaning.

It was clear that in that brief moment of investigation, she had learned a great deal.

Qian Renjue simply smiled, offering no further explanation.

“In any case, thank you.”

The Angel Goddess didn’t press further. She was, after all, only a remnant thought, capable of doing very little.

Qian Renjue shook his head.

“There’s no need for thanks, ancestor. I just want to make my sister’s God trials smoother.”

“Oh? God trials?”

The Angel Goddess paused and then turned her gaze to Qian Renxue once more.

Her golden eyes glimmered as she sized her up, showing a hint of surprise.

“To think that after I nurtured the dark side, a descendant with such pure light would still appear among those who inherited the Seraphim spirit.”

“It seems there’s someone to succeed me after all.”

Hearing the Angel Goddess’s words, Qian Daoliu’s eyes filled with endless joy and excitement.

This meant that Xiao Xue was sure to receive the highest-level trial—The Nine Trials of the Angel!

“Your praise is too generous, ancestor,” Qian Renxue replied humbly.

There was only respect, not fear, in her eyes.

After all, she was once the Angel God herself.

Moreover, after awakening her spirit, she sensed that her power was much purer than in her past life.

“Huh?”

The Angel Goddess noticed the intertwined fingers of the siblings, understanding dawning in her eyes.

“So that’s how it is. The darkness in her was absorbed by you.”

“Me?”

Qian Renjue pointed at himself, confused.

When had this happened? He had no idea.

Qian Renxue looked at him tenderly.

It turned out her guess had been right.

Perhaps even their spirit fusion technique wasn’t a coincidence.

The Angel Goddess seemed to share Qian Renxue’s thoughts.

She, too, sensed a natural bond between the twin siblings.

From what she had observed, and the way their fingers were interlocked, it was clear there was a deep connection and trust between the two.

Suddenly, the Angel Goddess released the Evil God’s Heart, whispering softly.

“Perhaps...”

“You two might be able to accomplish what I couldn’t, and reach that realm.”

The Evil God’s Heart quickly flew back to Qian Renjue, hovering for a moment before returning to his forehead.

Under the curious gazes of Qian Daoliu and the siblings, the Angel Goddess’s expression turned cold, as if talking to herself.

Her lips parted slightly as she issued a warning.

“Don’t do anything unnecessary again.”

Before the words had fully left her lips, her pure white wings once again turned black.

The Fallen Angel reappeared.

“Haha... Goddess, I’m finally free of my chains!”

The dark angel let out a wicked laugh, her eyes filled with lust as she stared at Qian Renjue, licking her lips.

“Bitch! Even in death, you still try to order me around.”

The Fallen Angel swayed seductively as she approached, her every move exuding charm.

“Ancestor…”

Qian Renxue tried to speak, but before she could finish, the Fallen Angel waved her hand dismissively.

“Little girl, step aside. The Goddess is requisitioning your man.”

“...?!”

Qian Daoliu’s face twitched, helpless to intervene.

Qian Renxue, for some reason, blushed at the misunderstanding.

After a moment’s hesitation, she let go of Qian Renjue’s hand and obediently stepped aside.

“Sister?”

Qian Renjue looked at her in confusion.

Seeing the Fallen Angel approaching, he quickly lowered his gaze.

“Dark Ancestor, what are you going to do?”

“Haha, still resisting, bitch?”

The black angel laughed smugly, lifting Qian Renjue’s chin.

Her tongue teased her lips, moistening them.

Qian Renjue found himself unable to resist. He could only look up into those lustful eyes, feeling a surge of heat.

The Fallen Angel stood on tiptoes, slowly leaning in toward Qian Renjue’s handsome face.

“Boy, today the Goddess is giving herself to you.”

Her wicked voice whispered in his ear, her lips soft and sweet.

She was impossible to resist, filling Qian Renjue with a desire to comply.

The black angel stuck out her tongue, unsatisfied, and grabbed Qian Renjue’s hand, placing it on her barely covered chest.

Qian Renjue’s eyes widened as he instinctively began to act, no longer able to hold back.

The dark angel let out a soft, satisfied hum, the black light on her body gathering toward her mouth before flowing into Qian Renjue’s body.