Chapter 265: The Sect Master Has Shown Me Such Kindness—How Could I...

Chapter 265: Chapter 265: The Sect Master Has Shown Me Such Kindness—How Could I...

Once matters in the Star Luo region had been settled, Yue Guan and Gui Mei were left behind to oversee its defense.

The two Enshriners—Qian Jun and Jiang Mo—along with Jiang Bai and the others, then embarked on their journey home.

Shui Bing’er did not travel with them; she headed first to Tian Shui City to visit her family.

Ye Lingling, however, returned to Spirit City alongside Jiang Bai, for she had already informed her mother about their impending move prior to the outbreak of the war.

By now, the Ye family had already settled comfortably into their new home in Spirit City.

As the two young women departed, their eyes held a hint of reluctance, yet even more prominent was a sense of anticipation—anticipation for that "great opportunity" of which Jiang Bai had spoken.

...

Tian Shui City—The Shui Residence.

When Shui Bing’er arrived home, her mother was in the courtyard, watering the flowers.

Upon seeing her daughter return, she hurriedly set down her watering can and rushed forward to greet her.

"Bing’er! You’re finally back!"

Shui Bing’er embraced her mother and whispered softly, "Mom, I’m home."

Her mother took her hands, looking her up and down with eyes brimming with pride.

"I heard all about it! You absolutely dazzled on the battlefield! Freezing the land for a thousand li and immobilizing tens of thousands of enemy troops! My daughter is truly incredible!"

Shui Bing’er smiled gently. "All the credit belongs to the Sect Master."

Her mother nodded repeatedly. "I know, I know. Your Sect Master is indeed a truly extraordinary figure."

She led Shui Bing’er into the house, then lowered her voice to ask, "Bing’er... how are things going between you and your Sect Master?"

Shui Bing’er blinked in confusion. "What do you mean... ’how are things going’?"

Her mother gave a knowing wink. "Well... you know... have you two...?"

Shui Bing’er’s lovely face instantly flushed crimson. "Mom! What are you saying?! The Sect Master... he already has someone he likes!"

Her mother pursed her lips.

"So what? That doesn’t mean you don’t still have a chance!"

Shui Bing’er covered her face with her hands and fled into her own room.

With a loud thud, she slammed the door shut, then leaned back against the wood, her heart pounding like a drum.

The Sect Master...

She closed her eyes, and the image of that white-robed figure rose clearly in her mind. He already has someone he likes...

Besides Jiang Li’er, there is also that senior—the Ice Emperor—and... isn’t there Her Holiness the Pope as well?

A vague, indescribable pang of bittersweet sorrow welled up in her heart.

But she quickly shook her head, casting the thought from her mind.

What am I thinking?

The Sect Master has shown me great kindness; I cannot... I cannot harbor such thoughts...

She took a deep breath and stepped out of the room.

"Mother, don’t talk nonsense. The Sect Master has been kind to me; I cannot..."

The Jellyfish looked at her and sighed.

"Oh, you foolish child. Some things simply cannot be explained in words..."

Repaying a debt of gratitude? Isn’t offering oneself in marriage one of the ways to do just that?

...

By the time Jiang Bai returned to Spirit City, it was already dusk.

The setting sun glowed like blood, staining half the sky crimson.

Pope Mountain stood towering and majestic amidst the twilight, the banner of the Six-Winged Angel snapping briskly in the wind.

The entire city was enveloped in a golden halo—serene and solemn.

He headed straight for the Pope’s Palace.

The palace doors stood wide open; the attendants had long since withdrawn.

Qian Renxue stood alone by the window, her back turned to him. Clad in a long gown of white and gold, her golden hair cascaded down her back, the setting sun casting a soft, golden halo around her figure.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, she turned around.

In an instant, a myriad of emotions surged within those violet eyes.

"Ah Bai!"

She rushed forward and threw herself into Jiang Bai’s arms, her hands wrapping tightly around his waist.

Burying her face against his chest, her voice trembled with emotion: "We finally did it! We have unified the realm!"

Jiang Bai reached out, gently encircling her slender waist, while his other hand stroked her hair. His fingertips wove through the golden strands, conveying a tenderness and doting affection.

"Yes, we did it." His voice was soft, yet carried the relief of a burden finally lifted. "From now on, we can truly sit back and enjoy ourselves."

Qian Renxue looked up, casting him a playful, chiding glance.

"Hmph—always thinking about enjoying yourself! Although our worldly affairs are mostly settled, we still have our Divine Trials ahead of us! We still have to ascend to godhood together!"

Jiang Bai smiled, offering no rebuttal.

Qian Renxue nestled back into his embrace, pressing her cheek against his chest as she listened to the steady, powerful rhythm of his heartbeat.

"Ah Bai, how are your Divine Trials coming along?"

"Almost there." Jiang Bai lowered his head and planted a kiss on the crown of her hair.

"I’m already on the Seventh Trial. What about you?"

"Mine are almost done, too!" Qian Renxue’s voice held a hint of triumph.

"I’m on the Eighth Trial of the Angel God’s succession—I’ll be finishing it up any moment now."

Jiang Bai fell silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Oh, by the way, Sister Xue’er—I haven’t seen Hei Xue around at all lately. Where has she been?"

Qian Renxue shook her head.

"Hei Xue? I’m not sure where she’s hiding out right now. But don’t worry—she’s in no danger. I can still sense her aura, and it remains perfectly stable."

Jiang Bai nodded, asking no further questions.

Then, his hands began to grow restless.

Moving both up and down, they began to roam across Qian Renxue’s delicate body.

His left hand caressed her fair, exquisite collarbone, his fingertips slowly sliding downward to ascend her curves; his right hand slid down from her waist, coming to rest upon her shapely buttocks, which he gently kneaded.

He lowered his head, bringing his lips close to Qian Renxue’s ear, his warm breath brushing against her sensitive earlobe.

"Sister Xue’er, I’ve done you such a huge favor—don’t you think you ought to give me a proper reward?"

Qian Renxue’s lovely face instantly flushed crimson; her body went limp in Jiang Bai’s arms as she whispered—her voice barely audible, like the buzz of a mosquito: "Only for today, though... Tomorrow, I’ll be busy with matters regarding the founding of the nation..."

The corners of Jiang Bai’s lips curled upward as he swept her up into his arms.

"That’s all I need."

...

Three months later.

The continent had settled into a state of complete stability.

The scattered pockets of resistance that had lingered across the land were, under the iron-fisted suppression of the Spirit Hall, utterly annihilated.

Those local magnates who had once attempted to rise to power amidst the chaos had either submitted or vanished.

With this, the banner of the Six-Winged Angel was firmly planted across every single territory of the Douluo Continent.

The era in which the Heaven Dou and Star Luo Empires stood as equals alongside the Spirit Hall had come to a definitive end; the entire continent now lay under the dominion of the Spirit Hall.

The founding ceremony of the Spirit Empire—an event long in the making—was officially held this very day within Spirit City.

Early morning.

The entirety of Spirit City had awakened from its slumber.

The streets were adorned with festive lanterns and streamers, and the banner of the Six-Winged Angel hung proudly before every household. Clad in their finest festive attire, the people poured into the streets, converging toward the direction of Pope Mountain.

Upon Pope Mountain, flanking the white jade staircase, stood a Cardinal clad in golden ceremonial robes every ten paces. In their hands, they held ceremonial staffs topped with inlaid gemstones, which cast a faint, ethereal glow in the morning light.

At the very summit of the staircase lay the Angel Plaza.

A towering ceremonial platform had long since been erected within the plaza. Constructed entirely of white marble, the platform’s base was intricately carved with motifs of the Six-Winged Angel.

At the center of the platform stood a magnificent throne.

Below the platform, a dense, dark sea of ​​people stood packed shoulder to shoulder.

Among them were the Spirit Hall’s Enshriners, Elders, and Bishops; representatives from the great clans and sects; and nobles and dignitaries hailing from every corner of the continent.

Upon their faces, one could read a mixture of excitement, anticipation, awe, and even complex, conflicted emotions.

Everyone was waiting.

Waiting for that moment.

Waiting for that woman.

When the sun ascended to its zenith, bathing the entire plaza in its golden light...

The firmament above suddenly tore open.

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