dmims Chapter 54 The Angel's Successor, Daughter of God!
Chapter 54 The Angel's Successor, Daughter of God!
Chapter 54 The Angel's Successor, Daughter of God!
As Bibi Dong's image faded away, while everyone was still captivated by it, the scene in the sky changed once again.
As the golden light converged, a graceful figure slowly emerged in the center of the sky.
The moment that figure became completely clear, the whole world seemed to brighten up a bit.
It was a woman, around twenty years old. She floated quietly in mid-air, like a finely sculpted jade statue.
She was wearing a long, golden palace-style dress.
This long dress is no ordinary piece; it shimmers and glows all over, seemingly woven from pure gold thread, reflecting a noble luster in the sunlight.
The long dress was a one-piece design, well-tailored, perfectly outlining her breathtaking curves.
Its style is simple and elegant, without those gaudy and complicated patterns, but with a sense of sophistication that comes from simplicity.
The high, golden collar tightly protected her snow-white and slender neck, exuding an austere sanctity that made one dare not harbor the slightest thought of desecration.
However, in stark contrast to her impeccable palace attire, which symbolized imperial power and order, was her hairstyle.
Her long hair, as white as molten gold, was not styled into an elaborate bun like that of a court lady, but rather casually draped down her back.
A few strands of hair playfully fell beside her cheeks, dancing lightly in the wind.
This conflict between casualness and solemnity did not detract from her beauty; on the contrary, it endowed her with a unique temperament that was both languid and noble.
Her skin was as white as snow, so delicate it seemed to break at a touch.
His straight nose exuded a stubbornness, and his slightly slender phoenix eyes were slightly upturned, his gaze carrying a hint of innate majesty and domineering aura.
This is a face so beautiful it could eclipse the heavens and earth.
【TOP6 - Qian Renxue】
The moment the name appeared, the woman in the picture gently raised her arms.
Buzz!
A clear and sacred humming sound rang out.
Behind her, a burst of dazzling golden light suddenly erupted, and six enormous, snow-white wings unfurled!
Each feather radiates a sacred light, a pure radiance, a blazing sun that dispels all darkness.
Under the protection of this six-winged angelic spirit, she seemed to transform into the center of the sun, sacred, noble, and inviolable.
"Six-—a six-winged angel?!"
"Isn't this the same martial soul that was ranked third on the martial soul ranking before?!"
A gasp erupted from the crowd. Previously, they had only seen the phantom of the Martial Soul, but now they finally saw the owner of that Martial Soul!
The Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace, the Crown Prince's Eastern Palace.
Qian Renxue, who was sitting upright at her desk, maintaining the gentle and refined image of "Xue Qinghe", suddenly crushed the teacup in her hand with a "crack".
Scalding hot tea splashed onto her hands, but she was completely unaware.
She stared intently at her own radiant reflection in the sky, her eyes, usually so gentle and humble, now filled with shock and panic.
"How could it be—how could it be me?!"
Qian Renxue's heart pounded violently.
She infiltrated the Heavenly Dou Empire for over a decade, walking on thin ice, never daring to remove her disguise even while sleeping.
She presented herself as a man, burying the real, proud Qian Renxue deep in her heart.
But now, this damned sky has revealed her truest appearance to the whole world without reservation!
"It's over————"
Qian Renxue's face was pale. Although she was shown in women's clothing on the screen, in reality she was the crown prince dressed as a man. Ordinary people might not be able to make the connection at first glance.
However, if someone with a keen eye investigates even slightly, or—
Just as she was in a state of utter confusion, as if the sky wasn't burning bright enough, lines of text about her background, like a verdict, began to appear one by one at the bottom of the screen.
[Identity Revealed: The Intertwining of Light and Darkness, the Continuation of Divine Bloodline.]
[Father: Qian Xunji, the previous Pope of the Spirit Hall.]
[Mother: Bibi Dong, the current Pope of the Spirit Hall.]
[Grandfather: Qian Daoliu, Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall and one of the three peerless Douluo in the world.]
[Identity: Successor to the angelic throne, a born daughter of God.]
boom-!!!
If Sam's previous actions were a physical nuclear explosion, then these few lines are a political and ethical nuclear explosion in the Douluo Continent!
The entire continent was instantly in an uproar!
Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace.
"You bastard!!!"
A piercing, venomous scream echoed throughout the hall.
Bibi Dong, the Pope who had always maintained a noble and aloof demeanor, was now acting like a madwoman, slamming her scepter down hard on the jade table in front of her.
"Bang!"
The table was shattered into pieces, with pebbles flying everywhere.
Bibi Dong's eyes instantly turned blood red, and her whole body trembled. The terrifying killing intent emanating from her made Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo in the hall kneel down and tremble with fear.
"Why—why make it public?!"
Bibi Dong stared intently at the two names, "Qian Xunji" and "Bibi Dong," displayed side by side on the sky. These were the deepest humiliations of her life, the nightmares she had tried to forget day and night!
That locked room, that beastly teacher, that dark memory—
And Qian Renxue is the product of that mistake, a living proof of her shame!
"I don't acknowledge it! I don't have this daughter! She's the bastard child of the Qian family! That man's bastard child!!" Bibi Dong roared hysterically, her nails digging deep into her palms, drawing blood.
She hated Qian Xunji, hated Qian Daoliu, and by extension, hated this daughter who carried the blood of the Qian family.
But at this moment, the heavens cruelly tore away this fig leaf, telling the whole world: Look, this is Pope Bibidon's daughter!
Offering Hall.
Beneath the enormous angel statue, Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back.
Looking at his radiant granddaughter in the sky, the old man's eyes revealed a touch of love and pride, but then came deep worry.
"Xue'er————"
Qian Daoliu sighed, "Is this Heavenly Curtain a blessing or a curse? Once your identity is exposed, the Heavenly Dou Empire's infiltration plan—maybe will be in jeopardy."
But as he looked at the words "Successor of the Angel God," a flame ignited again in his cloudy old eyes.
"So what if it's exposed? My Qian family's prodigy is destined to become a god! This world will be hers sooner or later!"
In the Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace, on the imperial court.
Emperor Xueye looked at the sky, his brows furrowed, his eyes filled with doubt and shock.
"The Spirit Hall—it actually has an heir? Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong's daughter?"
Emperor Xueye murmured to himself, "Qian Renxue—how come I've never heard of this name before? Given such a noble status, why has she never shown her face on the continent?"
He subconsciously looked at "Prince Xue Qinghe" standing below him.
The usually calm and wise Crown Prince was now looking down, his body seemed stiff, and a fine layer of cold sweat was even seeping from his forehead.
"Qinghe, what's wrong?" Emperor Xueye asked with concern. "Are you feeling unwell?"
Qian Renxue (Xue Qinghe) trembled violently, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in her heart. She raised her head and forced a smile: "Reporting to Father, I was merely awestruck by the divine might of this six-winged angel. I never imagined that the Spirit Hall was so well hidden, possessing such a peerless genius. This is probably not good news for our Heaven Dou Empire."
She said this aloud, but inwardly she was screaming: Don't look at me! Don't look at me! Father, please stop asking!
She felt like a clown who had been stripped naked and was standing in the center of the stage.
The radiant goddess in the sky is her, and the timid prince before me is also her.
This sense of disconnect almost suffocated her.
Meanwhile, the scene in the sky continued to unfold.
It seems that it is not satisfied with merely showing Qian Renxue's beauty and identity, but also wants to explore the loneliness and longing deep in her heart.
In the scene, Qian Renxue folds her wings and stands alone in the empty hall.
She looked at Bibi Dong's back in the distance, reached out her hand as if to touch her, but stopped in mid-air.
Those once imposing phoenix eyes were now brimming with tears.
[Comment: Born a god, yet unable to obtain the love of mortals.]
She possessed the world's most powerful martial spirit and the noblest bloodline, yet she had never experienced—a mother's love.
In her mother's eyes, she was a continuation of sin; in her grandfather's eyes, she was a tool for becoming a god.
She used indifference to mask vulnerability, and arrogance to conceal loneliness. She infiltrated an enemy nation for twenty years, solely to prove herself, solely to earn a single word of approval from that woman.
She is both an angel and a prisoner.
Upon seeing these lines, Qian Renxue could no longer hold back, and two lines of clear tears slid down the "Xue Qinghe" mask.
The entire continent fell silent.
I originally thought she was a favored daughter of heaven, but I never expected her to be such a pitiful person.
"So, His Holiness the Pope treats his own daughter like this—"
"That's so cruel! That's her own flesh and blood!"
"No wonder there's always an unyielding sadness in her eyes."
Numerous discussions resounded across the mainland.
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