"Second Granduncle, why do you look like that?"
Zhong Daoming's expression, somewhere between laughter and tears, sent chills down Zhu Zhuqing's spine. Was there something wrong with this martial soul? After its mutation, she felt at least several times stronger than before. She could take on ten of her former self now!
"Nothing, nothing! Your Second Granduncle is just too happy."
Zhong Daoming forced a smile even uglier than crying as he answered Zhu Zhuqing.
"..."
Please do not smile, old man. That expression was terrifying.
Zhong Li examined Zhu Zhuqing's current appearance. She was even more stunning than before. Of course, he understood why Zhong Daoming wore that expression. He had absorbed that Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone from Scythe Douluo back then...
"Zhuqing, it does not seem appropriate for your martial soul to be called Hell Spirit Cat anymore. How about giving it a new name?"
"I think Hell Spirit Cat is quite good."
Zhong Daoming said faintly from the side. Grandson, some things truly cannot be touched. You are the reincarnation of the Forbidden Great God, so nothing is taboo for you. But your wife is not such an existence...
She only called out your divine name once. If I were not your direct blood relative, I might have vanished already...
Unfortunately, Zhong Daoming spoke too quietly, and Zhu Zhuqing did not hear him.
"Brother Li, why do you not name it? Calling it Hell Spirit Cat now does seem a little unsuitable."
Love filled Zhu Zhuqing's eyes as she gazed intensely at Zhong Li. She trusted his literary talent.
"How is it unsuitable..."
Ignoring Zhong Daoming's thoughts, Zhong Li considered it for a moment before saying:
"At first glance, this martial soul resembles an envoy from the Netherworld. Let us call it the Nether Envoy."
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