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Su Ming shook his head, then nodded, saying, "I'm about 70-80% confident. Aside from the reason I just mentioned, there's another clue. Historically, members of the Qian family who possess the Six-Winged Angel Martial Spirit, including you, Grandpa Qian, have all started with level ten innate soul power. Only Little Xue has twenty."

"What does that mean? It suggests that Little Xue's innate level twenty soul power includes ten levels of god-given soul power, marking her as the destined successor of the Angel God!"

Su Ming paused, then added, "Of course, if I'm wrong, I have a way to fix it."

Silence fell again.

"I trust Su Ming!" Qian Renxue's heart was racing, but she chose to believe in Su Ming's decision.

Qian Daoliu, recalling the substitute puppet Su Ming had given him, smiled in resignation. "Alright, since Little Xue believes in you, Bibi Dong, you should proceed with the Eighth Rakshasa Trial."

He looked at Bibi Dong.

"Very well! Su Ming and I will handle this matter when we return to the past," Bibi Dong replied solemnly.

With a wave of her hand, a dark purple door appeared before them: the Rakshasa Domain.

It was where she typically undertook her trials.

Bibi Dong and Su Ming walked in together, and once seated cross-legged, Bibi Dong addressed the intangible space, "Lord Rakshasa God, we're ready!"

The remnants of the Rakshasa God's soul roamed within the Rakshasa Domain, casting a mischievous smile at Bibi Dong and Su Ming. She thought to herself, "These two are quite interesting."

She had overheard their conversation in the Pope's Hall and sensed Bibi Dong's frustration on the way back.

Could it be…

Alright, my inheritor, I'll use the last of my divine power to help you one more time!

The Rakshasa God began to burn the remnants of her soul, her voice echoing through the domain: "Bibi Dong, my powers are limited. I know you've often questioned why there are no rewards in my trials and envied the divine soul rings and artifacts other gods left behind."

"It's not that I didn't want to give them to you; it's simply that I don't have enough power left. To be honest, since you were influenced by malevolent thoughts, I planned to abandon you, hence leaving no rewards. I didn't think you were worthy."

Bibi Dong: … "Hahaha."

Su Ming felt amused but stopped smiling when he saw the Rakshasa God burning her soul remnants.

He had wondered how the Rakshasa God could send Bibi Dong back to the past; now he understood.

Enduring the pain, the Rakshasa God continued, "For some reason, you've regained control over malevolent energy recently, though not completely. I trust you. So now, let me give you a chance to make amends."

"Lord Rakshasa God, you're…" Bibi Dong felt a pang of sadness. Despite her resentment, this was still the god who had bestowed her with a divine status, and she didn't want to watch her perish.

"Don't be sad. I was just a trapped remnant soul in the Slaughter City. Even without you as my inheritor, I would have vanished in a few hundred or thousand years."

However, Bibi Dong could tell she was lying. As a god of malevolent thoughts, the Slaughter City — filled with soul masters brimming with negative emotions — provided her with endless energy to sustain herself.

"Hey, Rakshasa God, I actually have a way for my teacher and me to return to the past. You don't have to burn your soul remnant. Wouldn't it be better to watch your inheritor grow instead of dying?"

Rakshasa God: …

Bibi Dong: …

For a moment, silence filled the Rakshasa Domain, and the Rakshasa God forgot that her soul remnants were still burning.

"Hey, if you don't stop, you're really going to die!" Su Ming said helplessly.

"Ah? Oh… oh!" The Rakshasa God quickly stopped burning her soul remnants, looking a bit embarrassed.

Then she asked, "You're saying you can go back to the past? How's that possible? Even the Goddess of Life would find it challenging to travel back without special methods, and my burning soul remnants would only allow you to return in spiritual form, practically powerless."

Su Ming: … "Then what's the point of sending us back? We'd be like spirits, unable to interact with people. How could we stop Qian Xunji?"

"Sigh, Rakshasa God, leave it to me," Su Ming sighed, exasperating the Rakshasa God, who couldn't help but feel annoyed.

"Hey, kid, what do you mean by that? I'm doing my best here!" She spoke in a mature, authoritative tone. Though Su Ming hadn't seen her, he imagined she was beautiful, though now a mere remnant soul due to the Asura God's actions.

"You know, Rakshasa God, do you want to be resurrected?"

Ignoring her irritation, Su Ming asked.

"What? Can you help me come back to life? But I'm just a remnant soul without a body. Even the Food God and the Nine-Colored Goddess couldn't manage that. Even the Goddess of Life would find it difficult."

Hearing his offer, the Rakshasa God felt a slight warmth towards Su Ming, and her anger dissipated, though she knew it wouldn't be easy to resurrect her.

Plus, her powers, symbolizing misfortune, didn't earn her many friends among the gods. No one in the God Realm wanted to ask the Goddess of Life for her revival, fearing to offend the Asura God.

"You'll see in time. So, Rakshasa God, do you still want to die?"

Su Ming smiled slightly at the Rakshasa God's soul remnant.

"Um, ahem… If you can truly revive me, I'll serve as your subordinate in the God Realm!" the Rakshasa God said sincerely.

Once her inheritance was passed on, she would be retired, possessing divine power, eternal life, and ample time to explore other places.

Of course, this life was hardly relevant now, given her imminent demise. However, the hope of resurrection was worth the trade-off of working in the God Realm forever.

Su Ming smiled, pulling out an item provided by the system.

A plow!

With this tool, he and Bibi Dong could directly travel back in time, keeping all their current powers rather than returning in the spirit form the Rakshasa God had suggested! [End of Chapter]