really.
[Host, do you want to rescue the Titan Ape and the Azure Bull Python, or kill them first?] 886 asked curiously.
These are Tang San's two most important opportunities. Without them, Tang San wouldn't have been as strong later on, and it would have changed many aspects of the future's trajectory.
Hijacking it...
Qian Yuelong looked towards the direction of the Papal Palace.
The majestic and magnificent Papal Palace is the symbol of the power center of the current Martial Soul Empire, and also the place that many Soul Masters and ordinary people yearn for.
She could imagine the rows of Templar Knights clad in mithril armor, lances in hand, standing firm at their posts against the wind and snow, their expressions solemn and resolute beneath their hard helmets, their eyes shining with light.
"No need."
Qian Yuelong's lips curved into a smile, her gaze softening.
The Spirit Empire is no longer easily shaken.
Even towns that are far away and have just changed their country of origin are the same.
After the turmoil of defeat and national upheaval, the bewildered and desperate original inhabitants, guided by the knights of the newly established Martial Soul Empire, returned to normal life, and the environment was even more secure than before.
Ordinary people without status or background will no longer fear being wiped out after bumping into a Soul Master or a noble family member on the street, and will abandon their dignity to beg for mercy.
The Martial Soul Empire is now thriving.
Even if Tang San still possesses many powerful trump cards, just like in the original story, she remains confident in his abilities.
Within his consciousness, 886 materialized a small hand, scratched its head, and changed the subject: "So, host, how do you plan to complete your fifth trial?"
'The fifth test of the angels: Not to succeed to the divine throne, but to become the guide of destiny. Please help those who have received the test for divine succession to successfully pass the fourth test of the angels, while also recognizing their own limitations.'
Assessment deadline: Before the end of the fourth test for the Angel God's successor.
'Assessment Reward: Increase the age of all Soul Rings by 3,000 years'
This means that some people, who clearly will not become the next high priest of the angels, end up doing the work of the next high priest of the angels.
Qian Yuelong was slightly troubled.
Regarding the point about "knowing oneself," the angel did not clearly specify which kind of "knowing," leaving it to be inferred from the context.
More than two months have passed since her fifth test, and Qian Renxue has not emerged from the illusion of the test of good and evil since entering the fourth test.
It has to be said that her sister's luck was really strong; the time when she entered the fourth trial of the Angel God and the time when she started the fifth trial were only a few days apart.
It wasn't that she was incompetent or didn't put in the effort for the assessment; rather, apart from the first test which was related to her practical skills, the rest of her divinely bestowed assessments consisted mostly of philosophical questions.
Fate is like a die, and every test she takes now seems to require a combination of favorable timing, location, and circumstances to roll the target number and move on to the next position.
What may seem like coincidences are actually governed by some unseen pattern.
The end result was that she spent more time on each exam.
[The message intercepted from Seagod Island by the Star Luo Empire says Tang San and his team are almost at the end of their second trial. Host, when are you going to finish your fifth trial?]
886, who had been growing mushrooms in the corner for a long time, asked a question while yawning.
Qian Yuelong looked at the several black, fist-sized stones placed on the table. The patterns she had drawn on the stones with her spiritual power were roughly complete, outlining mysterious and complex totems on the uneven surface.
She reached out and fiddled with the stone on the table. When she touched the golden totem painted on it, the golden patterns seemed to come alive, shimmering with a dazzling light.
'I'm almost useless. I need to see when Yan and the others can dig up the other black crystals and bring them to me.'
On the other side, Yan, who was leading the mining, sneezed, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and continued mining with a dark expression. Each time he struck the stone wall, he did so with extreme force, as if he had some deep-seated hatred for these stone walls.
Damn it, why is his luck so bad? He got to mine in the lottery!
Why not other minerals? Why do you have to have that pitch-black black crystal?
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After mining day and night for another half month, a Holy Soul Knight dropped his pickaxe, looked at the black horn that had half its head protruding, and let out a cry of joyful weeping:
"Lord Yan! We've found it!"
"The last black crystal has been mined!"
Suddenly, a glint of light flashed in Yan's eyes as he lay listlessly resting in a corner of the cave. He sprang up from the ground with a somersault and strode toward the Holy Soul Knight.
After personally digging it out and confirming it, Yan excitedly patted the Holy Soul Knight on the shoulder: "You're something else, kid!"
They can finally leave this place!
Yan seized the opportunity and immediately wrote a letter, sending it along with the last three black crystals that Qian Yuelong needed to Wuhun Divine Mountain by express delivery.
Upon receiving the letter, Qian Yuelong looked at Yan's words in the letter, saying that he would rather lead troops into battle than mine anymore. She awkwardly touched her nose and accepted the three black crystals that were attached to the letter.
Five days later, Qian Yuelong, having finished packing, led the black crystals with their array patterns drawn on them and knocked on the door of the offering hall.
Qian Daoliu, who had been waiting in the hall, shifted his gaze from the projected image of Qian Renxue battling her inner demon to Qian Yuelong, and spoke gently:
"It seems you're ready."
Qian Yuelong nodded, and with a wave of her hand, nine jet-black crystals, each as black as ink, with different shapes and uneven edges, flew out and were lifted by pale golden soul power, hovering around Qian Yuelong.
Qian Daoliu glanced at Qian Renxue, who was at a disadvantage in the projection, turned slightly to the side, and tacitly approved of Qian Yuelong's interference at this moment.
"Buzz—!"
The nine black crystal stones trembled, and the pale golden soul power enveloping them quietly transformed into pure spiritual power in a single breath.
Qian Yuelong's jade-like, slender hands moved swiftly through the air, creating afterimages and forming a complex array.
The golden wing pattern between her brows shimmered with light. Qian Yuelong let out a deep shout, and the nine black crystals that were swirling around her shot out like arrows, soaring towards the projection in mid-air. The moment they touched the light screen, the materialized black crystals pierced through the spatial barrier and arrived at the judgment space where Qian Renxue and the inner demon were located.
With her abdomen soaked in blood, staining her clothes red, Qian Renxue, whose spirit and strength were on the verge of collapse, looked up as if sensing something and looked at the unharmed, pitch-black inner demon. A few golden lights appeared in her hazy vision.
The inner demon, noticing something amiss in Qian Renxue's expression, frowned, gripped the jet-black Angel Sword in his hand, and leaped towards Qian Renxue, intending to strike first and eliminate her as he had done before.
—A side note—
Regarding updates, those who have followed my previous works should know my common problem: I always get writer's block when I'm nearing the end, and even having an outline doesn't help. I can only try my best.
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