Chapter 330: The Inheritance of the Rakshasa God

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It was a new day.

The peach blossom tree in the courtyard of the young miss had bloomed.

"I heard that the clan leader is planning to marry the young miss to the Shui Clan leader. What a joyous event!"

"With such an exceptional match, our Lei Clan will surely rise to new heights!"

Three days after Yu Tianhao's meeting, the news of Yu Qingluan's impending marriage to Shui Wuyá spread through the entire clan like wildfire.

Yu Qingluan shyly peeked out of her window, listening to the maids' gossip not far away, before quickly shutting it.

She stood in front of the mirror, staring at her own beautiful reflection, but a wave of self-doubt washed over her.

"What is this all about? How could Father and the others make such a rash decision? The Shui Clan leader is only 20 and already holds the position of clan leader. I'm only at level 92—would someone like him even be interested in me?"

Yu Qingluan couldn't help but wallow in self-pity.

Seeing her distress, a nearby maid quickly stepped forward to comfort her, "Miss, don't think that way. The Shui Clan leader is someone who values character and temperament more than mere cultivation levels. You, Miss, not only possess extraordinary beauty but also a gentle and virtuous nature. Surely, the Shui Clan leader will be satisfied with you. Who knows? He might have already developed a liking for you."

Hearing these words, Yu Qingluan's cheeks flushed with a soft blush.

She couldn't help but think back to the opportunity she had encountered in the Thunder Pool, and a glimmer of hope rose in her heart.

At the same time, a handsome Lei Clan disciple gazed from afar at Yu Qingluan's chamber, his heart filled with bittersweet emotions.

For years, he had secretly harbored feelings for her, training tirelessly in hopes of one day being worthy of her.

"Qingluan... it's a pity that you are destined to marry the Shui Clan leader. My feelings for you will forever remain an unfulfilled dream."

He sighed deeply, powerless against the inevitable.

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Time flew by.

Ten thousand years ago, above Ice God Island.

Shui Wuyá stepped out of a spatial rift, pressing his hand to his forehead as he shook his head vigorously.

This time, the crossing had drained his mental strength far more than usual.

"It must be due to the burden of the Undead World," he mused, his gaze deepening.

Carrying an almost complete world through space and time was no easy feat.

"Enough. I should find Bing'er first," Shui Wuyá muttered as he flew toward the island.

Inside the training room.

Shui Bing'er's face lit up with joy when she saw Shui Wuyá arrive.

She leaped into his arms with excitement. "Wuyá, you're back! I've finally reached level 97!"

Shui Wuyá smiled as he gently patted her head. "Impressive, you've made great progress."

Grasping his hand tightly, Shui Bing'er asked with concern, "How's the cultivation of your Undead World going?"

Shui Wuyá shook his head with a hint of frustration. "It's almost complete, but right now, I don't know how to further perfect it."

A flash of determination crossed Shui Bing'er's eyes. She firmly declared, "Don't worry, Wuyá. I'll find a way to help you."

Just then, a sudden electronic sound echoed in Shui Wuyá's mind.

[Shui Bing'er's fate has changed. Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Shui Clan's inherited treasure—Divine Power Crystal.]

Upon hearing the system's notification, Shui Wuyá's heart stirred.

This Divine Power Crystal must be something Shui Bing'er had left for him, a crucial item to help improve the Undead World's completion.

However, he wasn't planning on returning to the future just yet.

After such a tiring journey, it was time to relax.

He led Shui Bing'er into the room, where the two sat closely together, wrapped in each other's warmth, as if time had frozen in that moment.

[Shui Clan members +200]

After Shui Wuyá and Shui Bing'er spent some intimate moments together, they walked hand-in-hand into the courtyard, gazing up at the bright moonlight.

The moonlight bathed them in a serene, tranquil glow, casting a peaceful scene.

"Once the Undead World is perfected, I may no longer be able to traverse through time so easily," Shui Wuyá sighed.

A glint of sadness flashed in Shui Bing'er's eyes.

"Wuyá, I'll do everything I can to help you ascend to godhood. We must reunite in the Divine Realm," she said firmly.

Shui Wuyá, deeply touched, tightened his grip on Shui Bing'er's hand, silently making the same promise.

Under the moon's gentle light, their figures were reflected in the courtyard, filled with warmth.

Suddenly, Shui Wuyá's expression shifted. He saw a blinding golden light streak across the night sky and fall onto Ice God Island.

"Buzz—"

Qian Renxue slowly descended, retracting her golden wings into her body.

"The seventh divine trial requires me to destroy the Rakshasa God's inheritance. Second Grandfather wasn't sure where it's located, but Elder Bing'er surely knows," Qian Renxue thought to herself, stepping forward.

Just as she moved, a violent gust of wind howled through the air, kicking up dust and rocks.

A powerful wind slash tore through the sky, and the very fabric of space seemed to rip apart.

Qian Renxue froze in place, her heart tightening.

That attack—it was dangerous, even for her.

"Oh, it's just you, Qian Renxue," a voice called out.

Feng Xiaotian approached, greeting Qian Renxue with a friendly smile.

"Feng Xiaotian, was that technique yours?" Qian Renxue turned to face him.

Not long ago, she had bested him in a tournament, and she knew his strength well.

How had his power surged so dramatically in such a short time?

"Yes, Elder Wuyá taught it to me," Feng Xiaotian replied with a smile.

"The esteemed Lawful Elder, of course," Qian Renxue nodded, understanding.

After all, the Lawful Elder of the Eternal Life Sect possessed unfathomable strength. With his guidance, it was no surprise Feng Xiaotian had made such a breakthrough.

"What brings you here, Qian Renxue?" Feng Xiaotian asked.

"I have business with the two elders," she replied.

"Let me take you to them," Feng Xiaotian offered, leading Qian Renxue to where Shui Wuyá and Shui Bing'er awaited on the island.

Qian Renxue respectfully greeted the two elders.

"Xiaoxue, what brings you here?" Shui Bing'er asked.

Qian Renxue explained her purpose.

Shui Bing'er wasn't sure where the Rakshasa God's inheritance lay, so she looked to Shui Wuyá.

After a moment of contemplation, Shui Wuyá speculated, "The Rakshasa God's inheritance is most likely in the City of Slaughter."

"The City of Slaughter?" Qian Renxue's brow furrowed.

That place was notorious for its sinister reputation—once inside, there was no way out.

Seeing her hesitation, Shui Bing'er glanced at Shui Wuyá.

After some thought, Shui Wuyá said, "Qian Renxue, I'll accompany you this time."

It was the perfect opportunity to resolve some unfinished business between him and the Rakshasa God.

"Thank you, Elder!" Qian Renxue expressed her deep gratitude.

Shui Bing'er, feeling a twinge of unease, spoke up, "Wuyá, let me go with you."

Shui Wuyá nodded. "Alright."

As Shui Bing'er clung to his arm, her thoughts raced.

During the ninth divine trial, in an illusion, Qian Renxue had stolen her wedding and become Shui Wuyá's bride. Although she had seen through the trial and passed it, that scene still left a lingering impact on her.

"I'm so silly. That wasn't real—what am I even worried about?" she told herself.

Then, with a nod to Shui Wuyá, she added, "I was just concerned for your safety. But I'll stay. Just be careful, okay?"

"Don't worry," Shui Wuyá reassured her with a gentle smile.

With that, Shui Wuyá and Qian Renxue took off from Ice God Island, embarking on their journey to the City of Slaughter.

(End of chapter)