Jun, or Zhuyun

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yongnian frowned slightly, half believing and half doubting, and said:

"You can make decisions about such a major matter as leading troops into battle?"

It wasn't that he didn't want to trust his prospective son-in-law; it was just that Lin Hai's promises were a bit too outrageous.

How could a Holy Son easily appoint such an important position as a military commander?

Give him back an outsider...

In fact, he had no interest in commanding troops.

What he truly desires is to regain control of the Zhu Family family in the future, establish his own sect, and ensure that the Nether Civet Martial Soul is no longer a vassal of the White Tiger.

I asked this question simply to determine whether Lin Hai's words were reliable.

It can only be said that he seriously underestimated the status of his prospective son-in-law within the Spirit Hall.

Lin Hai didn't offer any further explanation, but simply opened a crack in the restriction on his dantian.

In an instant, a vast, ocean-like Divine Power emanated from his body, with a clear target, heading straight for Zhu Yongnian.

Enveloped by Divine Power, Zhu Yongnian felt as fragile as a mayfly.

The person standing before me was no longer a prospective son-in-law, but the majestic Emperor.

After Lin Hai withdrew his power, he suddenly stood up, grabbed his wife and daughter beside him, and said urgently:

"Quickly, pack your bags and set off immediately!"

Seeing this, Zhu Lingyun, who was standing to the side, had a hint of surprise in her beautiful eyes.

Her older brother has always been calm and composed, never showing his emotions. When did he become so impulsive?

However, she didn't ask Lin Hai why; she simply came to his side and softly explained:

"Don't take what you said to heart."

"He's not questioning your abilities, he's just... afraid of escaping one danger only to fall into another."

"If that's the case, he will never be able to forgive himself for the rest of his life."

Seeing that Lin Hai remained unmoved, neither pleased nor angry, she sighed helplessly and reminisced about the past:

"Back then, Dai Tianfeng won the position of Crown Prince when the late emperor was critically ill, and soon after ascended the throne."

"I then sat in the back seat and did everything I could to protect my younger sister."

"Several years later, the eldest brother's eldest daughter was born."

"My name is Zhu Lingyun. Jun means bamboo and is also a homophone of the word 'cloud' in white clouds."

"My eldest brother named his eldest daughter ' Zhuyun ' in the hope that she would have the courage and perseverance to protect her younger sister, just like I did back then."

"In his heart, family will always be the most important."

She paused, her voice becoming even softer. "Now, you and he are family."

Lin Hai understood Zhu Yongnian's concerns and naturally didn't care. If they were in each other's shoes, he might have been even more cautious.

The silence just now was actually a brief exchange with the Sea God.

However, since Zhu Lingyun mistakenly thought he harbored resentment, he was happy to go along with it.

He then turned his gaze to Zhu Lingyun, a slight smile playing on his lips, "And what about you and me? Aren't we family?"

Upon hearing this, a helpless, bitter smile appeared on Zhu Lingyun's beautiful face.

Why is this little guy flirting with her again? Does he really like her that much?

She turned her head slightly, avoiding his somewhat aggressive gaze, and said softly, "Of course... we're family too."

Lin Hai nodded in satisfaction.

Although the meanings of "family" used by each of them were vastly different, he was quite pleased with it.

"Oh, right!" Lin Hai suddenly remembered something. "You just mentioned that you protected your sister. Where is she now? Why didn't she leave this dangerous place with you this time?"

A trace of reminiscence and sorrow flashed in Zhu Lingyun's eyes, and she sighed Youyou:

"After the dust settled on that conflict, I found an opportunity to secretly send her out of Star Luo City."

"However, only half a year later, she vanished as if she had disappeared from the face of the earth, and I lost contact with her. To this day, there has been no news of her."

The phrase "without a word" was merely a way for Zhu Lingyun to comfort herself.

She knew very well that her sister had most likely been poisoned by the royal family.

They might be secretly executed, or their cultivation stripped and imprisoned in some unknown corner.

"To be honest, I've really failed as an aunt. The name ' Zhuyun ' is a complete waste." Zhu Lingyun's tone was full of self-deprecation.

"Fortunately, those sisters were much luckier than we were back then, because they met you." She looked at Lin Hai with a hint of gratitude in her eyes.

Lin Hai understood what she was thinking and asked directly:

"Do you want to know where your sister is? Perhaps... I have a way."

The method he mentioned was, of course, to use the mind-reading ability of the Soul Skill [Dream Weaver].

Emperor Dai Tianfeng of the Star Luo Emperor was merely a Soul Douluo, and there was absolutely no way he could withstand his current Spiritual Power.

However, Zhu Lingyun shook her head with unusual firmness, her tone stubborn:

"No need. Some things are better left unknown."

That being said, the undisguised bitterness and pain in her eyes clearly indicated—

The deep-seated longing and guilt in her heart had long since become an unhealable scar.

Pope's Palace in Spirit City.

Bibi Dong leaned gracefully against the armrest of her throne, her gaze calmly looking down at the slightly dejected figure below. Her cool voice echoed in the hall:

"So, you've come here today to ask your disciple for the cultivation method of Twin Martial Souls?"

Yu Xiaogang raised his head, his face bearing its usual somber expression, and nodded. "That's right."

Bibi Dong's lips curled into a smile that wasn't quite a smile, and she said, "So, what are you going to use to exchange for it?"

Exchange? Yu Xiaogang was taken aback by the question, and a sense of displeasure welled up in his heart.

The previous sentence was about "demanding", how did it suddenly become about "exchanging"?

Bibi Dong seemed to see through his thoughts and said calmly, "Twin Martial Souls are a rare sight, only seen once in a hundred years."

"While the method for resolving conflicts Martial Soul is not universally applicable, its value is immeasurable for those who truly need it."

"This method has long been listed as one of the Spirit Hall's top secrets."

She paused, her gaze sharp as a knife, sweeping over Yu Xiaogang's dejected face:

"You don't actually think you can take away such secrets just by talking, do you?"

This... Yu Xiaogang felt a lump in his throat.

Whether to give it or not is entirely up to you, Bibi Dong, with a single word.

Do you think I, Yu Xiaogang, don't even deserve this much respect from you?

As expected, you are just like Liu Erlong, a heartless and ungrateful person!

But circumstances forced him to suppress his anger, forcing himself to appear more sincere, and he sighed, saying:

"What does Your His Holiness the Pope desire? Please state your opinion."

"And what do you have?" Bibi Dong's tone carried a hint of barely perceptible mockery.

Yu Xiaogang knew that Bibi Dong was no longer the girl who could be easily moved back then, and it would be impossible to win her over without spending some money.

He suppressed the excruciating pain in his heart and said in a deep voice, "I am willing to hand over all the Martial Soul Theory to the Spirit Hall in exchange!"

"Hahaha—" Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong burst into unrestrained laughter.