When the Young Master Smiles, Life and Death Are Hard to Predict

"Even if the Star Luo Empire finds out, so what?"

The corners of Qian Renxue's lips curved upward slightly, her eyes brimming with unparalleled confidence.

Whatever Zhongli needed, she was confident she could provide it better than the Star Luo Empire!

Beauty, wealth, power, glory—so long as Zhongli needed them, she could help him obtain them.

If he went to the Star Luo Empire, he would still have to watch the emperor's mood. Here, there was no need!

Qian Renxue was willing to share everything she possessed with Zhongli. Even if she did not have it, she could find a way to get it!

Besides, Zhongli was now her guest elder. For her safety, he had even secretly followed her into the Star Dou Great Forest.

With that alone, she refused to believe the Star Luo Empire had what it took to poach him!

Ci Xue: "..."

The more Qian Renxue acted like this, the more Ci Xue panicked.

For some reason, he always felt that when the young master smiled, life and death became impossible to predict.

Being a subordinate was truly difficult.

Especially when there were too many leaders.

The Great Worship, the Pope, the young lady—he could not afford to offend a single one of them.

Under such circumstances, he was better off keeping quiet and pretending he knew nothing.

Silence was golden!

After a while, Qian Renxue sat back down and murmured, "I'll visit Guest Elder Zhongli again in a couple of days."

"I should deal with all the accumulated work first."

As the Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, she had plenty to keep her busy.

After going out to hunt a soul beast, the accumulated memorials had piled up into a mountain.

So many days had already passed, yet she still had not finished dealing with them.

This gave Qian Renxue a terrible headache.

It was also because these trivial matters constantly occupied her that she had very little time to cultivate.

She was an extremely proud person and insisted on personally handling everything.

To guard against any unforeseen circumstances, she had to personally review every memorial that reached her.

Qian Renxue's side was not the only one to learn that Zhongli had returned to Heaven Dou City.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had received the news as well.

However, Ning Fengzhi merely smiled and said nothing more.

He had gone to the Seven Treasure Hotel at the first opportunity?

It seemed the food at the Seven Treasure Hotel suited Mr. Zhongli's tastes quite well!

As for Zhu Zhuqing, she was Ning Rongrong's classmate, so Ning Fengzhi had naturally heard of her.

He even knew that Dai Mubai and Ning Rongrong had gotten into an argument.

"Do not take the initiative to disturb Mr. Zhongli. When he needs something, then we will show him our sincerity!"

"Adding flowers to brocade cannot compare to offering charcoal in the snow!"

"Qinghe, don't blame your teacher. For the sake of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, I have no choice but to compete with you for this guest elder!"

In Ning Fengzhi's estimation, Zhongli's goal was to become a god.

Whether Zhongli could become a god or not, it was practically certain that he would become one of the strongest beings in the world.

Whichever faction gained the support of such an expert could possibly develop into a new Upper Three Sects, or even another Spirit Hall.

So long as Zhongli was willing to join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi was willing to mobilize the entire sect to help him become a god!

Take a gamble, and a bicycle could become a motorcycle.

Spirit City, Pope's Palace.

To outsiders, the Pope's Palace was the highest center of authority in Spirit Hall.

The Pope of Spirit Hall was not only synonymous with power, but also a symbol of strength.

Every Pope was undoubtedly a Titled Douluo-level expert.

The Pope's Palace stood atop Martial Soul Sacred Mountain. It was the most luxurious, magnificent, and imposing building.

Within the Pope's Palace, at the top of the steps, stood a throne. This was the seat of every Pope throughout history.

At that moment, a beautiful woman sat upon the Pope's throne. Her willow brows rose slightly, and her crimson lips parted.

"Is the information Salas sent back true?"

"Your Majesty, it is absolutely true. Bishop Salas would never dare lie about such a matter."

The speaker was a man wearing heavy makeup. He held his fingers in a delicate pose, and his fluttering eyelashes made it difficult to believe that he was a Titled Douluo.

"This person and the young lady..."

At this point, the man glanced at the expression of the woman on the platform. Seeing that nothing seemed amiss, he continued, "Salas mentioned in his letter that this person has already been recruited by the young lady as a guest elder of her residence."

"Because the other party is a Titled Douluo, Salas did not dare ask too many questions for fear of offending him. That was why he sought assistance from Spirit City, asking what attitude we should take toward this Your Excellency."

Salas had indeed visited Zhongli Manor and had gotten along quite well with Zhongli.

But he had arrived in high spirits and "returned disappointed." Of course, the latter had merely been an act for the other factions to see.

He had not discussed anything with Zhongli about joining Spirit Hall.

He had merely delivered some gifts, chatted about everyday matters, and exchanged a few thoughts about tea.

As for Zhongli, Salas maintained an attitude of neither offending nor provoking him, only keeping an eye on him.

After all, this was someone connected to Spirit Hall's young lady. How would a mere Platinum Bishop like him dare question him?

Besides, even if he were not connected to the young lady, he was still a terrifying existence with a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring. Moreover, he possessed Twin Martial Souls!

That made him even more terrifying...

After hearing the description of Zhongli, the woman on the platform fell into deep thought.

Twin Martial Souls?

A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring?

At least level ninety-five or above in strength, and most importantly, he had not even added Soul Rings to his Second Martial Soul!

What was he planning to do?

Bibi Dong, Yue Guan, and the others were no fools. They understood immediately.

With such strength, yet without adding Soul Rings to his Second Martial Soul, it seemed this Your Excellency was someone with dreams!

Bibi Dong even felt some regret. After breaking through to Titled Douluo, she had needed to rapidly increase her strength, so she had no choice but to add several Soul Rings to her Second Martial Soul in order to raise her Soul Power Level.

Yet someone was even bolder than her. He had cultivated beyond level ninety-five and still had not added Soul Rings to his Second Martial Soul.

"If this person is not from Spirit Hall, he will surely become Spirit Hall's greatest threat!"

After a long while, Bibi Dong and the others reached this conclusion.

"Your Majesty, he is a guest elder of the young lady's residence!"

"Qian Renxue may not necessarily be able to control someone like him."

"Yue Guan, make a trip to Heaven Dou City yourself and probe this person's true capabilities."

"Oh, and bring Nana and the others along. Let them broaden their horizons."

"If possible, invite him to join Spirit Hall."

Bibi Dong spoke calmly, though waves churned within her heart.

During Zhongli's growth, someone like him had somehow left no trace at all within Spirit Hall!

It was truly strange, as though he had appeared out of nowhere.

"Your Majesty, what if he is unwilling to join Spirit Hall?"

Yue Guan asked cautiously. Not every Titled Douluo was willing to join Spirit Hall and become Spirit Hall's claw.

Take Dugu Bo, for example. He would rather be hunted by Spirit Hall than join it.

"Hm..."

Bibi Dong fell into thought. If Zhongli truly refused to join Spirit Hall, Yue Guan alone really would not be Zhongli's match.

"Then..."