Chapter 403: Chapter 403: Reasserting Marital Authority! Comprehending the Eleventh Sword of the Qinglian Sword Song

The Sacred Pillar... was shattered.

Watching the stone dust scatter in the wind, everyone stood dumbfounded.

The six Sacred Pillar Guardians were deathly pale.

Their faith had been crushed again and again today.

And now, even the Sacred Pillar—symbol of the Sea God’s authority—had vanished into nothingness...

They mattered too, you know!

"Huff..."

Bo Saixi slowly closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Seemingly calm, she said:

"Lord Sword Wine, your companions will complete their trials on Sea God Island."

"The Sea God has already delivered a divine decree. A successor will be chosen from among them. Please be at ease."

The corner of Li Zhexian’s lips lifted.

"That will do nicely. Then it’s time for me to leave."

The moment those words fell,

Zhu Zhuqing and the others immediately grew anxious.

"Zhexian, you’re not staying on Sea God Island?!"

"No. This place suits you, but I must return to Heaven Dou. That is where I am better suited to comprehend the sword and cultivate."

Bo Saixi secretly let out a sigh of relief.

Naturally, she hoped Li Zhexian would leave Sea God Island.

More precisely...

The Sea God himself did not wish for this youth—who shook the very foundations of divinity—to remain here any longer.

It was simply something she dared not say aloud.

Though Zhu Zhuqing and the others were filled with reluctance, they understood that Li Zhexian’s decision was the right one and could only nod in agreement.

"Zhexian, we’ll definitely give it our all to pass the trials!"

Feng Buyu laughed.

"Brother Zhexian, you might ascend to the Divine Realm a step ahead of us. When the time comes, wait for us so we can go pick a fight together!"

Li Zhexian agreed with a smile.

After staying on Sea God Island for another half day—leaning together with Zhu Zhuqing as they watched the molten-gold sunset over the sea—

he set off to return to Heaven Dou.

Just as he stepped beyond the sea region and waved farewell to those seeing him off, his body suddenly stiffened.

He sharply turned his gaze toward the northwest.

That was the Spirit Empire.

A presence woven of holiness and bloodshed surged skyward from that land, stirring the winds and clouds.

Its might had already surpassed the mortal realm.

"Xue’er has become a god." A smile appeared on Li Zhexian’s face.

"Her long-cherished wish fulfilled! The Qian Family has finally produced the Angel God!" Qian Daoliu could no longer restrain himself, his eyes reddening with excitement.

At the same time—

In a barren village somewhere on the continent,

a woman dressed in plain robes diverted spring water into irrigation channels.

Hearing the villagers’ cheers, a trace of serenity flickered in her eyes.

Suddenly,

her fingers trembled.

The ladle struck against the stone edge.

She slowly straightened, gazing toward the direction of Spirit City, and a gentle smile bloomed on her lips.

Li Zhexian remembered that Qian Renxue had once said she would come to the sea to find him after becoming a god.

So, he did not hurry to leave. Instead, he stood quietly on the shore, his white robes fluttering lightly in the sea breeze.

About an hour later,

a brilliant streak of golden light suddenly flared at the horizon, like a meteor tearing through the sky, arriving in an instant.

That golden radiance struck straight into his embrace without deviation.

The light gradually faded.

Revealing Qian Renxue’s peerless figure.

"Zhexian, I’ve become a god!"

She lifted her beautiful face, golden eyes shimmering with brilliance, her voice brimming with unconcealable joy.

"From today onward, no one can ever separate us again."

Just like Zhu Zhuqing, she had pursued godhood not for conquest, not to defeat enemies—

but simply to walk side by side with Li Zhexian.

"Mm."

Li Zhexian gently stroked her soft golden hair, his gaze falling upon the faint blood-tinged holy light surrounding her.

"Xue’er, you..."

"It’s fine. It seems to have merged with the killing intent I accumulated in the Slaughter City."

She did not elaborate.

The deeper reason behind the blood tint...

was the overwhelming killing intent that had erupted from her heart on the day she believed Li Zhexian had fallen.

Seeing that worry still lingered between the young man’s brows, Qian Renxue curved her lips upward.

"It’s truly nothing. And my Angel God power’s offensive might is even stronger than before." 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

"Oh?" Li Zhexian raised an eyebrow.

That truly was an unexpected gain.

"Grandfather."

Only then did Qian Renxue notice Qian Daoliu standing nearby, smiling quietly.

"Xue’er, you did very well." Qian Daoliu nodded in satisfaction.

He knew this was not the moment to linger. The wings of light spread behind him, and with a beat of his wings, he departed.

"I’ll return to the Spirit Empire."

"Zhexian, when you get back to Heaven Dou, pass my words on to Chen Xin, Dugu Bo, and the others..."

"At the Heavenly Ridge Tournament, the Worship Hall will all be present. I will personally go to preside."

Watching Qian Daoliu disappear into the horizon,

Li Zhexian was just about to speak—

when warm, fragrant lips sealed away the rest of his words.

"Xue’er, mm..."

Qian Renxue lifted her slender hand.

Sacred golden light coalesced into a flowing cocoon,

enveloping the two of them,

quietly sinking into the depths of the sea.

If the last time had been passion overtaking restraint, then now—having ascended to godhood—she had no reservations left.

Longing surged like a tide, searing to the bone.

When emotions reached their peak, everything followed naturally.

...

Within the sea of consciousness—

The Ice Empress and Snow Empress turned their backs.

The Skydream Ice Worm clicked its tongue repeatedly.

Whoosh!

A streak of sword light pierced into the sea of consciousness.

The Skydream immediately shut its eyes.

Li Zhexian’s god-reaching spiritual power wrapped around the mindscape, sealing off all perception.

After everything was done, he saw that Qian Renxue actually flipped over and pressed down again, clearly savoring the experience.

Li Zhexian couldn’t help but laugh in exasperation.

He raised his hand and gave a firm yet measured smack.

"Xue’er, you’ve become quite valiant, haven’t you?"

"It seems today, I must reassert my authority as husband."

From dusk gathering to dawn breaking, only then did the two figures emerge leisurely from the sea, hand in hand.

As for fatigue or weakness—

such things were naturally impossible for two gods.

"Zhexian, shall we return to Heaven Dou? Zhuqing..."

"Zhuqing and the others are undergoing their god trials in the sea. We’ll return to Heaven Dou first."

A flicker of joy crossed Qian Renxue’s peerlessly beautiful face.

She was not petty—

she simply cherished the time alone with Li Zhexian.

Just like...

the Slaughter City, which struck terror into the hearts of the world, had for her been a paradise where she spent half a year together with Li Zhexian.

That period of time was like a treasured pearl in her heart, one she often took out to admire.

....

One day later,

the two quietly returned to Heaven Dou.

Li Zhexian brought Qian Renxue to pay respects to the elders one by one, and also conveyed Qian Daoliu’s message.

After that,

the two lived a peaceful life in the city.

At times listening to storytellers.

At times revisiting old memories by Lotus Lake.

...

Time flowed like an arrow.

Two months passed in the blink of an eye.

By all logic,

Qian Renxue, having already attained godhood, should have long been repelled by the laws of the mortal realm.

However—

strangely enough...

Li Zhexian’s aura of the mortal world perfectly concealed her divinity, deceiving the scrutiny of heaven and earth.

When the God of Destruction became aware of this, the veins at his temple twitched faintly.

If not for sensing that Li Zhexian was already approaching level 99, with little time left in the mortal world,

he would have long since dispatched divine envoys to guide the Angel God’s ascension.

This day was no different from any other.

In the kitchen,

Qian Renxue had her golden hair tied up, wearing a white cotton robe and an indigo apron, focused on stir-frying bamboo shoots.

Not far outside the window,

Li Zhexian sat cross-legged beneath a four-season plum tree.

Ten kinds of sword intent flowed around him—at times blooming into azure lotuses, at times condensing into an inverted galaxy.

Bearing the karma of Spirit Beasts, he knew that after ascending to the Divine Realm, he would inevitably face questioning from the gods.

His journey to the Divine Realm would not be peaceful.

And so—

he needed to become even stronger.

Li Zhexian was comprehending the Eleventh Sword of the Qinglian Sword Song...