561. Time for War, A Hero Saves a Beauty

Qian Renjue watched as Qian Renxue withdrew her fingertip and flicked it in the air.

In the end, that crystalline residue was wiped onto his clothes by Qian Renxue.

"Sister."

"Hmph! A woman’s thing should be returned to its owner."

Qian Renxue snorted lightly, pressing the back and palm of her hand against Qian Renjue’s chest a few times before finally withdrawing her jade-like hand.

"Alright then."

Qian Renjue accepted it silently, with nothing more to say.

The Snow Empress pursed her pink lips, gazing at Qian Renxue with a much softer expression.

She was Qian Renjue’s woman—his sister had confirmed it herself.

"Alright, let’s get down to business. What matter did you come to discuss with me?"

Qian Renxue put away her playful demeanor and became serious.

"It’s about Xue Beng’s funeral."

Qian Renjue’s face bore a faint smile, his voice calm, his heart unshaken.

As he spoke, he flipped over a tea cup that had been placed upside down on the table and slid it towards Qian Renxue.

"Xue Beng?"

Qian Renxue raised an elegant brow.

She picked up the cup of snow lotus tea that the Snow Maiden had poured and sipped it, her expression intrigued.

"What do you mean? Do you already have a plan, Jue?"

Qian Renxue took another sip, her rosy lips resting on the cup’s rim, savoring the taste.

She had almost forgotten about this matter.

The Snow Empress sat calmly beside Qian Renjue, blowing gently on her tea as if she couldn’t hear their deadly conversation.

It was just about killing someone—nothing more.

If she could, she’d do it herself.

Anyone Qian Renjue wanted dead was her enemy—an enemy that must be eradicated.

"I do have a rough plan."

Qian Renjue nodded slightly, giving her a hint.

"Tang Hao and his son have already arrived in Heaven Dou City."

He didn’t need to say more, yet Qian Renxue quickly grasped his meaning.

Her beautiful eyes lit up slightly.

"You want Xue Beng to die at their hands?"

"Exactly."

Qian Renjue nodded, smiling at the Snow Maiden. He gently moved her hand away from her tea before turning to Qian Renxue and slowly explaining his goal.

"I plan to create an excuse."

"That way, when the Heaven Dou Empire’s army surrounds the Clear Sky Sect in the future, there will be justification!"

Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue’s heart stirred. She looked at Qian Renjue in surprise, her lips slightly parted.

The Snow Empress placed her cup down, pouting slightly.

Testing the waters, she wrapped her arms around Qian Renjue’s arm and leaned gently on his shoulder, nuzzling lazily.

Qian Renxue snapped back to reality, noticing the Snow Empress's actions. Her golden phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

"Sister, I still need your help with these matters."

Qian Renjue grasped the Snow Empress' delicate hand, his smile confident and assured.

"Heh, this is what an elder sister should do."

Qian Renxue chuckled, admiring Qian Renjue’s foresight as she wrapped her arm around his and leaned in closer.

"I thought you were just dealing with Tang Hao and his son. I didn’t expect you to direct the spearhead at the Clear Sky Sect itself."

Qian Renjue shook his head.

"The Heaven Dou Empire alone can’t handle those two. I never counted on that."

"That’s true. After all, they’re like rats hiding in the shadows."

Qian Renxue agreed wholeheartedly.

She pondered for a moment before asking,

"Then how do you plan to time this encirclement of the Clear Sky Sect? Heaven Dou’s army alone won’t be enough."

"I’ve already considered that."

Qian Renjue spoke softly.

With two beauties resting on his shoulders, their distinct fragrances filled the air.

He tilted his head slightly toward the Snow Empress' hair, only to have his chin seized and turned forcefully by Qian Renxue.

"This way, I can hear you more clearly."

"Alright then."



Qian Renjue breathed cautiously and continued explaining:

"The key to timing lies in when the identity of the killer is exposed and linked to the Clear Sky Sect. I've already planned for that moment."

"Go on."

Qian Renxue rolled her eyes, displeased with Qian Renjue’s suspense.

Instead of elaborating further, Qian Renjue asked:
"Sister, before the finals of the Soul Master Tournament, will you be able to complete the Ninth Trial?"

"Jue~ Are you underestimating your sister?"

Qian Renxue sat up straight, grabbing Qian Renjue’s face and kneading it in protest.

She declared confidently:
"Give me half a year, and I’ll be done!"

"That’s good! Mom will likely be ready before the finals as well."

Qian Renjue's expression turned serious.

Qian Renxue stopped teasing him, her delicate brows furrowing.

"Jue, are you suggesting
 you want to start a war with the Clear Sky Sect during the Soul Master Tournament?"

Qian Renjue nodded slightly.

"Let the Heaven Dou Empire's army encircle them—not to eliminate them, but to keep any remnants from escaping. The main attack will be carried out by us."

"..."

Qian Renxue fell into deep thought before reminding him:
"Have you considered
 that the Clear Sky Sect isn't our only enemy?"

" I have."

Qian Renjue met her gaze with unwavering determination, gently holding her soft hand.

With a reassuring smile, he said:
"That’s why, for now, my plan is only focused on dealing with the Clear Sky Sect."

"As for the rest, I’m still working on it."

Though he said that, Qian Renjue knew the truth.

As time passed


If someone from the lower realm ascended to godhood, even with the illusionary barrier surrounding the Douluo Star, the gods of the upper realm would eventually take notice.

Moreover, if Tang San remained alive


It was only a matter of time before he stepped into the City of Slaughter and set foot on Sea God Island.

And if that happened—

Those two bastards would also learn of the lower realm’s situation and adjust their plans accordingly.

In Qian Renjue’s eyes, there was only one way to deal with such an impossible dilemma—becoming a god first.

Once he ascended, he would act immediately—wipe out the Clear Sky Sect and kill Tang San!

However, what came after


That was what truly frightened him—a deep fear of the unknown.

A gentle, jade-like hand rested on his chest.

"As long as you understand, Jue."

Qian Renxue sighed in relief.

She was afraid of failing again, yet that wouldn’t stop her from supporting Qian Renjue.

If the day came when he made his decision


Then she would stand by him unconditionally.

Even if it meant dying again.

"Don’t worry, Sister, I’ll find the perfect solution."

Qian Renjue smiled. Though the pressure weighed on him, it also fueled his drive.

The situation wasn’t ideal, but it wasn’t hopeless either.

They still had time to plan everything properly.

Every detail had to be executed flawlessly.

And he still had the system

Even if it sometimes screwed him over, it wouldn’t completely ruin him, right?

"Alright, let’s stop talking about this for now. Let’s focus on Xue Beng’s funeral."

Qian Renxue released Qian Renjue’s face, leaning back against his shoulder.

She picked up her tea and brought it to his lips.

"Tell me what you need me to do."

"I want Sister to use your Ninth Soul Skill to control Xue Beng—so Tang San can play the hero and save the damsel in distress."

As Qian Renjue revealed his plan to Qian Renxue, the black six-winged mark on his forehead flickered faintly, as if struggling, before settling into silence.

In a pitch-black space, a drowsy voice murmured:

"This little brat
 he actually forgot that rule."

"Facing those two mongrels
 ascending too early might not be the best move."

"Once I wake up, I need to remind him."

"Otherwise
 if those bastards ambush his home, won’t he lose his mind?"