True Colors Revealed

Hearing that the protagonist, Tang San, was not as heaven-defying as he had imagined, Li Shaobai finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Now that you've put it that way, I'm relieved. Since we can't find that father and son, we might as well head to Spirit Hall first. With my current strength, becoming an elder shouldn't be a problem!"

Without realizing it, a string of drool slipped from the corner of Li Shaobai's mouth. He looked utterly pathetic, completely ruining the handsome image he had crafted for himself.

Li Shaobai's mind was now filled with the beauties of Spirit Hall. The one who captivated him most was that dignified and noble Her Holiness the Pope.

The allure of a married woman and her exalted status constantly stirred the restless heart of this young transmigrator.

At that moment, a white cloud drifted slowly across the sky. It was shaped like a human head and bore a faint resemblance to a certain chancellor, as though it were smiling down at the one who had inherited his legacy.

System Spirit Xiao Ai was utterly speechless. The host it had chosen thought about women every day, especially those famous female characters, all of whom had already fallen within his hunting grounds.

Even the current appearance of System Spirit Xiao Ai had merely been modeled after Li Shaobai's idea of a classic image.

Nothing else mattered anyway. As long as this host was willing to work hard, then one day, it too, as a System Spirit, would transcend.