The room was deathly silent.
Lu Ran stared expressionlessly at the two souls. After a long while, he finally spoke:
"What is it?"
His voice was low and somewhat hoarse. The souls hiding within living bodies were like startled birds, terrified beyond measure.
"Lord Wangquan sent this disciple to pay respects to that lord." Li Rouyin lowered her head deeply, not daring to look at the Emperor Robe Youth before her.
The Lu Ran she remembered was still that greedy little ghost.
Every time he came to Youhuang Ferry, this bad guy would make her furious. She had always wanted to whip his backside hard with her blind cane.
Yet Lord Wangquan doted on him, indulged him, and agreed to everything he asked for.
The answer was revealed not long afterward.
Lu Ran's final visit had utterly shocked Li Rouyin. She knew he had struggled on after the Divine Ruins, knew that this greedy little ghost had grown ever stronger in both power and influence.
But no matter what, she could never have imagined that the Wang Sheng Money in his hand actually imprisoned the divine soul of the god Jade Talisman!
What had he done all these years?
Had the successive deaths of the Great Xia Gods all been because of him?
Later, the Ran Sect Gods descended, and Qin Yanzhi returned to the mortal world, telling her many things.
Only then did Li Rouyin fully learn that the gluttonous youth of old had performed the feat of creating the world, slain gods and devils that filled the heavens, and become this world's new ruler.
Li Rouyin adjusted her attitude toward Lu Ran again and again.
She had already placed this youth in the loftiest, most supreme position. After all, he was the Ran Sect Master, the absolute leader