Chapter 344: Qian Renchuan—Mother's Maid, Arranged! Immediately! You, Ning Rongrong!
A beam of Shura Light that had previously blanketed the sky suddenly condensed into a giant blood-red pillar. Within that red light, a figure fully reappeared—long golden hair, a handsome face, tall and upright physique, and blue eyes exuding both majesty and kindness. Dressed in regal white and gold robes, he radiated an aura of nobility.
"I'm alive again."
"Father!"
Upon hearing that voice, Qian Renchuan instantly dropped to his knees, overcome with joy and tears. His father had returned to life. He had atoned for his sins and brought his father back.
Qian Renxue, who had just completed restoring Ah Yin's 100,000-year Blue Silver Empress cultivation, was also overwhelmed with happiness upon seeing Qian Xunji reborn. Tears welled in her eyes.
"Father!"
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Douluo Hall
The Snow Empress had also been revived by Qian Renxue. She was as beautiful as ever. Her snow-white hair reached her feet. Her elegant body resembled a masterpiece of nature—perfect and flawless. Clothed in a simple white dress, she looked like a winter plum blossom—noble, proud, untouched by frost.
Qian Renxue had become a god. Naturally, she couldn't allow a spiritual body to linger in her mind and observe her every move. Though her divine consciousness could block the Snow Empress, it felt disrespectful. After all, it was the Snow Empress who had gifted her a 600,000-year soul ring and helped evolve her Six-Winged Angel Spirit. Thanks to her, Qian Renxue now possessed a divine-grade external soul bone—essentially two divine weapons.
Although the Snow Empress often made cold remarks to tease her, the benefits she brought far outweighed the mockery. Thus, Qian Renxue revived her in her most perfect form.
Now reborn, the Snow Empress was no longer a soul beast. She couldn't drop soul rings or bones if slain, nor could she be called a soul master, since she didn't have any rings. Her new body was formed entirely from divine power. It needed her own internal energy to sustain itself. Essentially, it was no different from her original Ice Sky Snow Woman form. Though now unbound from the Extreme North, she was instead bound to Qian Renxue.
Even if depleted in battle, her body destroyed, it wouldn't matter. As long as her soul remained intact and Qian Renxue wished it, she could be resurrected endlessly.
The Snow Empress gazed toward the back mountain where Qian Xunji stood. She felt her new state—no longer bound by tribulations and capable of cultivating freely. Her strength hadn't changed from before her sacrifice. She had achieved immortality. After meeting Qian Xunji, she would return to the Extreme North.
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"Darling!"
"Your Holiness!"
Ah Yin's spiritual projection gazed longingly at Qian Xunji. If she had a physical body, she too would've been crying tears of joy.
Qian Xunji glanced at her and spoke slightly disdainfully, "Stupid grass, just transform already. You're the only one left."
"I'm not stupid."
Ah Yin pouted. Her moment of emotion was instantly diminished, but she quickly began to transform.
Her giant silver-blue grass leaves gathered together. Each one radiated vast Blue Silver Emperor energy, and even traces of Angelic divine power. The leaves turned entirely golden, forming a ten-meter-wide glowing cocoon.
Two days passed. A beam of golden light shot into the sky. All the Blue Silver Grass on the ground trembled excitedly.
"Mom, she did it!"
Qian Renchuan and Qian Renxue, who had anxiously waited for two days and nights, cheered in joy.
The golden cocoon cracked open. Ah Yin's figure emerged, cloaked in light. She wore a blue-golden dress that radiated elegance and grace, her face otherworldly in beauty. Her azure eyes gleamed like sapphires. Golden ribbons curled around her gown. A soft fragrance filled the air. She appeared to be around thirty, radiating gentle warmth.
"Mother!"
Qian Renxue immediately dove into her embrace, weeping like a child—not as a god, but as a baby who had lost her parents.
"Mother."
Ah Yin cradled Qian Renxue, stroking her golden hair, while her other hand patted Qian Renchuan's head—her face full of love.
"My children… You've suffered so much."
During her two-day transformation, the twins had remained at her side. Only now did Ah Yin realize how rash her sacrifice had been. Losing both parents in a day had been too cruel. Still, even if given the chance again, she likely would've made the same choice—though perhaps a bit later.
"Darling…"
After comforting the children, Ah Yin rushed into Qian Xunji's arms, voice trembling and choked with sobs. Qian Xunji had been waiting there calmly—not as anxious as his children, but still expectant.
He patted her head. "Stupid grass. You took so long to transform. Do you have any idea how many duties are piling up in Spirit Hall?"
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Qian Xunji soon returned to the Pope's throne, ready to enjoy his new life. He had written the entire script. All that was left was to sit back and enjoy the show.
Qian Renchuan followed Ah Yin into Tang Yuehua's music room. As a mortal, she couldn't go two days without food or sleep like the others.
"Yuehua."
"Ah Yin, Sister!"
Tang Yuehua was overjoyed to see Ah Yin alive. With both her and Qian Xunji reborn, she no longer had to spend her nights alone.
"Yuehua, and this girl is…?"
Ah Yin turned to a nearby girl in a white dress that covered most of her snowy skin. Her features were delicate and stunning, and her figure was breathtaking.
"She's Zhu Zhuqing. Xiao Chuan arranged for her to be my personal maid. She was originally…"
Tang Yuehua whispered in her ear, explaining the arranged marriage with the Star Luo Empire and Qian Renchuan's plan.
Ah Yin wasn't upset. She knew her son was pure-hearted, devoted only to Bing'er. Signing a treaty with the empire was just a matter of diplomacy.
Still, she pouted slightly. "Xiao Chuan, you arranged such a beautiful maid for Aunt Yuehua. What about me?"
"Arranged! I'll arrange one right away!"
Qian Renchuan jumped at her words. He couldn't fail in his filial duty. He had to find a maid for his mother who was even more beautiful and alluring than Tang Yuehua's.
He pondered. Who in Spirit Hall surpassed Zhu Zhuqing in charm? Certainly not Hu Liena—assigning a fellow Hall member would only stir trouble.
Then he remembered—Ning Rongrong!
How could he have forgotten her? She was even more alluring than Zhu Zhuqing. And like her, she had been part of a political marriage. Even better, she was the daughter of the disgraced Saint Ning Fengzhi and the demonic Bibi Dong. Because of her lineage, her reputation in Spirit Hall was poor. Most men avoided her, fearing Bibi Dong's wrath.
Assigning her as a maid to his mother would stir no controversy—and would seriously annoy Bibi Dong.
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