Solomon

On the seventh day since the Morning Star streaked across the sky, Ye Su stood atop the highest dome of Martial Soul Hall, overlooking this Holy City in transformation.

Martial Soul City was no longer Martial Soul City—it was the Holy City.

The first light of dawn gilded the entire city in a sacred golden edge, and from afar came the devout prayers of the faithful, intertwining with the lingering echoes of the morning bell.

Beneath his feet lay a Kabbalah Tree of Life meticulously pieced together from seventy-four thousand colored glass panels, each one shimmering with a unique radiance.

This was the work of soul masters rushing to complete it over the past few days—after all, the one dwelling here now was a true god in the flesh.

The morning light filtered through these stained-glass windows, casting shifting halos around him as if draping him in a flowing sacred robe.

A gentle breeze stirred, and the light refracted from the glass danced across the ground like a flock of joyful sprites.

"System, open the Reputation Value panel," Ye Su said softly, his voice echoing through the empty dome.

[Current Reputation Value: 270,000]

[Primary Believer: Michael (formerly Qian Daoliu) Loyalty 92%...]

[New Believer: Soft Bone Rabbit (Xiao Wu) Loyalty 65%]

Ye Su's fingertips gently brushed the pure white Soul Egg cradled in his arms, feeling the pulse of life within.

Fine scales surfaced on the eggshell, gleaming with a pearlescent luster in the sunlight. He could clearly sense the rhythm of the soul inside the shell—a hopeful cadence, as if responding to his touch.

He looked down below, where the church of Martial Soul Hall was undergoing a fervent renovation and reconstruction.

Ever since he brought Xiao Wu back, he had only casually mentioned the concept of a "Promised Land," and Bibi Dong had immediately set things in motion.

In just a few short days, the entire Martial Soul City had been transformed, even its name changed to "Jerusalem."

Workers bustled through the streets, their faces glowing with devotion and joy.

Now the whole city knew that a god had descended, and even the lowliest beggar by the roadside felt a share of the pride.

The increase in his Role-playing Degree pleased Ye Su.

He had placed Xiao Wu by his side, keeping her company with Qian Renxue. Though playing the role of God theoretically meant abstaining from intimacy with women, Ye Su was well-versed in the art of flexibility.

Damn, with girls this beautiful, am I supposed to let someone else have them instead?

Sure, God can't, but then I just won't be God!

"Since this venerable one must maintain an image of sacred inviolability, then..." A meaningful smile curled at the corner of Ye Su's mouth as his fingertips tapped a steady rhythm on the Soul Egg.

When the morning bell rang for the seventh time, a thin crack suddenly split the eggshell, and a dazzling light burst forth.

The newborn creature broke free from its shell—not a rabbit, nor a human, but an angel with wings sprouting from its back.

Its wings were pure white as snow, shimmering with holy radiance in the morning light.

"Guard this place from now on. Your name is Raphael, my dear child," Ye Su said gently. The newborn angel grew with the wind, quickly taking the form of a graceful young maiden.

She gazed up at Ye Su, her eyes filled with deep affection. In an instant, ten brilliant soul rings coalesced beneath her feet. As a guardian angel, she would forever reside in Martial Soul Hall.

Meanwhile, Xiao Wu, who was studying alongside Hu Liena, suddenly felt a pang in her heart.

Her rabbit ears twitched uneasily, and her gaze involuntarily turned toward the center of the sacred hall. Something there seemed to be calling to her—a feeling both familiar and strange.

"Could it be... Mother..." Xiao Wu murmured to herself.

Since being brought back to Martial Soul Hall by Ye Su, she had briefly met Bibi Dong. But Ye Su had already explained that the Bibi Dong of now was no longer the same—she had transformed into Lucifer.

The grudges of the past seemed pointless now, and more importantly, Ye Su had promised to bring her mother back to the mortal world.

At this thought, Xiao Wu could no longer contain her excitement. She abruptly stood up, ignoring Hu Liena's puzzled look, and dashed swiftly toward where Ye Su was.

Just then, the system's prompt sounded in Ye Su's ear:

[Detected 10% increase in Host's Role-playing Degree. Special permission "Trinity" has been triggered.]

[Second Incarnation is generating—]

[Name: Solomon]

[Age Setting: 6 years old]

[Appearance: Golden hair, blue eyes, majestic and handsome]

[Martial Soul: Book of Solomon]

The reflection on the stained glass suddenly twisted and shifted. Ye Su's shadow slowly split apart, transforming into a young boy kneeling on one knee.

When this boy, the same age as Xiao Wu, raised his emerald eyes, even the Holy Spirit Doves perched on the dome fluttered away in alarm, scattering white feathers that drifted down like snow.

The boy had hair as dazzling as sunlight and eyes as clear as the sky. His features bore some resemblance to Ye Su's, but they exuded more of a human-like majesty and wisdom.

As the morning light pierced through the stained glass, Solomon's childish fingers traced over the gilded cover of an ancient tome in his hands.

The pages rustled without wind, revealing the true names of the Seventy-two Pillar Demon Gods, each name gleaming with a mysterious light.

At this sacred moment, Xiao Wu burst in, panting heavily.

Her gaze was immediately drawn to the golden-haired boy before her. The moment their eyes met, Xiao Wu's rabbit ears twitched involuntarily.

"Who are you?" Xiao Wu asked warily, her pink eyes full of confusion.

This boy she had never seen before radiated an aura more terrifying than a Title Douluo, yet those emerald eyes held a warmth like honey, making her both afraid and unable to resist drawing closer.

Ye Su's sleeves fluttered gently in the morning breeze. "This is your new companion. He is the Son of Man, named Solomon." He spoke without changing expression, and with a point of his finger, a holy light silently sank into Solomon's brow.

A crown imprint representing wisdom immediately appeared on the youth's forehead, echoing the Tree of Life pattern on the dome, emitting a soft radiance.

[...Stop it, host. What exactly are you trying to do?] The system couldn't help but speak up. [Weren't you originally only planning to harvest their faith points? Why are you suddenly now...]

Ye Su looked at Xiao Wu's pretty little face, thought of Tang San who might still be lurking in some corner, and the smile at the corners of his mouth widened.

"Only children make choices," he answered matter-of-factly. "I want their faith points, and I want their affection points too! Since I've transmigrated, what's wrong with me, a god, having a harem?"

[Shameless wretch!] The system said indignantly.

"So what?" Ye Su shrugged nonchalantly.

Meanwhile, Xiao Wu was completely captivated by Solomon. She suddenly clutched her heart, seeing a strange vision appear behind the youth: countless transparent threads of fate descended from the void, each tied to an open tome, the pages filled with ancient wisdom. When Solomon looked at her, she felt a tremor from the depths of her soul.

"Your mother is here." Solomon suddenly spoke, his voice crisp and bright, carrying a gentle hint of a smile.

He pointed to the guardian angel Raphael beside him. "Your mother was already reborn as the guardian angel Raphael. Give thanks to God's mercy!"

Xiao Wu's eyes instantly filled with tears. She looked at that holy angel, and in that tender gaze, she seemed to see her mother's familiar figure again.

"Mom..." Xiao Wu couldn't help but reach out her small hand, yet dared not step forward to touch.