Rebellious Lord of All Realms: Su Chen's Dark Harem

The temple of angels overlooks the sea of ​​clouds; abandoning the gods to follow you for this life’s joy.Bidding farewell to the radiant Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Su Chen headed alone to the ruins of the Angel God Temple to keep his exclusive appointment with Qian Renxue.

The Angel God Temple, which once awed the Douluo Continent, had long since shed the fires of war and its overwhelming pressure, leaving only a lingering aura of holiness among the broken walls and ruins. The temple stood atop a ten-thousand-fathom cliff, shrouded in mist year-round; what was once a hall symbolizing the supreme power of the Spirit Hall had now become a quiet and peaceful place to view the scenery.

Qian Renxue was already waiting there.

She wore a holy golden gown, her long hair cascading down to her waist like a waterfall. Gone was the cold arrogance of a Divinity and the sharp edge of battle; her eyes were as gentle as water, and the Angel’s Holy Light surrounding her had become soft and warm, like the spring sun lightly sprinkling over the ruins of the temple.

Standing at the edge of the platform at the temple’s highest point, she overlooked the churning sea of clouds beneath her feet, her gaze calm yet carrying a hint of indescribable relief.

Giving up her God Position, severing her ties with the God Realm, and choosing to stay in the mortal world to follow Su Chen.

This was the bravest and most correct decision she had ever made in her life.

Footsteps slowly approached.

Qian Renxue did not turn around, but a gentle smile played on her lips first.

She didn’t need to turn around to clearly feel that crisp aura belonging solely to Su Chen—an aura that made her feel safe, calm, and willing to let go of everything.

Su Chen walked up behind her and gently extended his arms, tenderly encircling her slender waist from behind and pulling her steadily into his embrace.

His warm and broad chest pressed against her back, and his steady, powerful heartbeat sounded in her ears; a sense of security instantly filled Qian Renxue’s heart.

She leaned back slightly, relaxing completely as she snuggled into Su Chen’s arms, like an angel who had found her home.

”You’re here,” Qian Renxue spoke softly, her voice as gentle as the wind above the clouds, devoid of her former majesty and filled only with deep attachment.

Su Chen lowered his head, his chin resting gently on the top of her head, the faint fragrance of holy light from her hair lingering at his nose as he spoke in a low, doting voice:

”Mhm, I’m here.”

”I’m sorry for making you wait.”

Qian Renxue shook her head gently and reached out, covering Su Chen’s hands around her waist as their fingers interlaced.

”I’m in no hurry,” she whispered softly. ”From the moment I decided to give up my God Position and go with you, I was willing to wait—wait for you to handle everything, wait for you to come to my side.”

Beneath their feet, the sea of clouds churned, a vast and boundless expanse of white.

Sunlight pierced through the clouds, casting ten thousand golden rays that coated their figures in a holy and warm halo.

A gentle breeze blew, lifting Qian Renxue’s long hair and Su Chen’s hem; the scene was quiet and beautiful.

Looking at the boundless sea of clouds, Qian Renxue’s eyes reddened slightly, her voice trembling with a hint of relief:

”Su Chen, I once thought that inheriting the Angel God Position, becoming a supreme Divinity, ruling the Spirit Hall, and controlling the entire continent was my lifelong pursuit.”

”Back then, I was arrogant, cold, and obsessive. For the sake of the God Position, I could ignore everything and disregard everyone, living like an emotionless statue.”

”Until I met you...”

She paused, took a deep breath, and poured out all the emotions in her heart. Her voice was gentle yet firm, as if making a vow to heaven and earth:

”Giving up my God Position and choosing you is the best decision I’ve ever made.”

”I have no God Position, no power, no prestige... but I have you.”

”With you by my side, I am truly alive, truly happy, and truly at peace.”

Su Chen’s heart softened instantly, and he tightened his arms, holding the beauty in his embrace even closer, as if to merge her into his very blood and bone.

He knew Qian Renxue’s past, how many shackles she had borne, and how exhausted she had been living for the God Position.

From birth, she had been treated as a vessel for the Angel God Position, with no childhood and no warmth, only endless cultivation and responsibility.