Arranging a Betrothal (Please Add to Library)

Slurp.

Nan Liujing devoured the thick porridge, boiled with Hundred Year Snow Jade Shrimp and Spirit Transmission Rice, with frantic intensity.

The bouncy shrimp meat was incredibly fresh and sweet, and the Spirit Transmission Rice was overflowing with a delicate fragrance. As he swallowed them together, they immediately transformed into a trickling stream of Life Energy, merging into his limbs and bones. It made his entire body feel hot and brimming with vitality.

This sensation of enjoying a meal to his heart's content was something he had never dared to hope for during the years he spent drifting in and out of consciousness.

"Eat slowly, there's more if you're not full." Watching the boy wolf down his food, Sun Kong's stern voice couldn't help but soften.

Nan Liujing slowed his pace as expected. After chewing and swallowing another mouthful of shrimp, he said in a low voice, "How should I address you?"

From birth until today—it must have been several years—his intermittent comas and fragmented memories meant that, let alone this person before him, he could only recall the vague outlines of his own parents' faces.

"Your father recognized me as his eldest brother; you may call me Uncle." Sun Kong said softly.

"Uncle." Nan Liujing nodded in realization.

Sun Kong nodded back and said, "Your parents had to go out for some business recently, and for the time being..."

"They are already gone, aren't they?" Nan Liujing interrupted him.

Sun Kong was taken aback, staring straight at the boy on the bed.

The two locked eyes.

There was no expression on Nan Liujing's face. After a brief moment of eye contact, he withdrew his gaze, downed the last piece of shrimp he had intentionally left in the bowl, and said in a deep voice, "Please take me to pay my respects to them."

Sun Kong remained silent for a few seconds before saying:

"Alright."

On a quiet road, a Soul Guide Vehicle traveled at a steady, unhurried pace. Unlike a normal Soul Guide Vehicle, however, it was actually hovering, maintaining a full thirty-centimeter distance from the ground.

The sides of the vehicle were equipped with nearly transparent suspension wings, inside which sky-blue vortex energy flowed slowly, keeping it aloft. On the roof, a soft light flickered faintly; the core of the Soul Guide array continuously absorbed solar energy, ensuring that under normal driving conditions, this vehicle required almost no manual injection of Soul Power.

In the passenger seat, Nan Liujing turned his head to look at the ever-changing scenery outside the window, his thoughts racing.

In the era he had arrived in, Tang San had already become a legend of the Douluo Continent, and the Spirit Pagoda established by Huo Yuhao had already spread across three continents, its hidden overall strength surpassing even Shrek Academy.

If he hadn't used a computer to search an encyclopedia and confirmed that there was no record of Tang Wulin yet, he would have doubted his own reality.

Compared to Dou Er, the timeline of Dou San offered very few opportunities, and various factions were constantly taking turns on the stage.

The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well was completely monopolized by the Tang Sect; even if you knew it was located within the Sunset Forest, you wouldn't dare to act recklessly.

Tang Hao and Ah Yin were lurking in the shadows—one about to become the Plane Lord, the other the core of the plane—waiting for the Abyss Saint Monarch to descend to complete their so-called Ten Thousand Year Grand Plan.

Shrek Academy and the Tang Sect had joined forces, secretly confronting the Federation; the Spirit Pagoda had secretly collaborated with the Holy Spirit Cult, and it wasn't until that explosion that everything finally came to a temporary pause.

On the west side of the continent, the Abyss, held back firmly by the Blood God Legion, greedily wanted to stretch its claws toward this lush, fertile land. There was even a Demon Plane, rarely mentioned in the original timeline, also peeking from the shadows.

It was too chaotic.

If it were just this, it wouldn't be much; the most important thing was that in this era, no matter how exceptionally talented you were, it was almost impossible to become a true deity.

When it comes to talent, could you compare to Yun Ming?

"We're here."

"Take the flowers."

The Soul Guide Hovercar slowed to a stop, and Nan Liujing recovered from his deep thoughts.

Since I am here, I shall settle in.

Nan Liujing hid his inner thoughts and followed Sun Kong out of the car.

Looking ahead, a cemetery covering a not-insignificant area came into view. Outside the tightly shut metal gates hung the words: Spirit Pagoda Public Cemetery.

Sun Kong led Nan Liujing forward, produced his identification, and the two were admitted by the guards stationed there.

The tranquil hillside was surrounded by verdant pines and cypresses. Under the blowing breeze, the branches and leaves swayed, as if the departed were eager to tell their past stories to those who had come.

The cemetery was very tidy, with winding stone paths leading in different directions.

Nan Liujing scanned the tombstones along the way and could see that almost all the departed buried here had made outstanding contributions to the Spirit Pagoda.

The two wandered around until they arrived before a tombstone in a very secluded, quiet environment.

Sun Kong stepped aside by half a body length, and Nan Liujing happened to see the two photos embedded on the tombstone.

His heart gave a violent jolt, and memories rushed in like a tide, beginning to crash against him.

The photo on the left was a young man who looked to be only in his thirties, with refined facial features, a scholarly smile on his lips, and eyes that were gentle yet profound.

The photo on the right was a woman of extreme beauty, looking to be only in her early twenties. Her eyebrows were slightly arched, carrying a touch of playfulness and vitality, and her eyes were large, with pupils of a deep, dark blue.

Nan Tian, Xia Yue Xin.

"These are your parents." Sun Kong looked at the tombstone and said in a deep voice, "They are the most outstanding parents I have ever known."

Nan Liujing did not speak. He placed the flowers he had brought down with the utmost solemnity, and then, under the caught-off-guard gaze of Sun Kong, he knelt down directly and kowtowed nine times in succession.

After being awakened by that mysterious voice and having his shattered memories repaired, he remembered who his father in this life had spoken with. From those fragments of conversation, he knew that his parents had died for him.

This debt of gratitude was as heavy as heaven and earth.

Sun Kong did not interject a single word throughout the entire process. In his view, Nan Liujing was far more mature than he had imagined—much like his father had been in his youth.

Being mature was a good thing; his mental fortitude would be stronger than most, and the setbacks on his path of growth would not easily break him.

Hum~

A faint vibration sounded. Sun Kong looked down at his pocket. Without disturbing Nan Liujing, who was still kneeling after finishing his kowtows, he moved to another spot and answered the phone.

"Hello, hello, hello." A deep, resonant male voice sounded from the other end.

"Speak your mind," Sun Kong said bluntly, showing no courtesy to his old friend of several decades.

"Godfather." Suddenly, the deep male voice changed, becoming crisp and melodious.

Sun Kong's expression softened instantly. "Si Duo, I'm here, my dear."

"Godfather, I'm about to awaken my Martial Soul. Can you come to my Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony?" The girl's sweet voice rang out again.

"Of course I can," Sun Kong said with a faint smile. "Be a good girl, Si Duo, and pass the phone to your father. Godfather has something to discuss with him."

"Mm-hmm." The girl replied with a giggle.

"Old Sun." The person on the other end changed quickly.

Sun Kong said in a deep voice, "Who all have you invited to Si Duo's Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony?"

"Aside from my own Wu family members, just us old brothers," the deep voice replied.

Sun Kong said in a deep voice, "I won't hide it from you. The Federation has already issued my new appointment. Before long, I will be leaving Star Luo City."

In the exquisitely decorated villa living room, Wu Jingru narrowed his eyes slightly. "Where to?"

"Mingdu," Sun Kong stated directly. "Before I leave, I want to use Si Duo's Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony as an excuse to arrange a banquet. I will invite the Star Luo City Spirit Pagoda Master and the newly appointed Star Luo City Chief Administrator to meet with you."

"The waters in Star Luo City run deep. Once I transfer out, the pressure on you won't be small."

Wu Jingru paused, then sighed, "It seems my choice back then to give up on enrolling in Shrek Academy and join the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy was truly the right one."

"Bullshit. You call that giving up? You were clearly eliminated because you failed your final exams. Besides, I'm doing this for that girl Si Duo; it has nothing to do with you," Sun Kong said with disdain.

Pfft.

In the villa living room, Wu Jingru glanced awkwardly at his daughter and wife, who were stifling their laughter.

Sun Kong added, "By the way, my nephew happens to be awakening his Martial Soul as well. Let's just arrange for him to do it alongside Si Duo."

"Your nephew?" Wu Jingru asked suspiciously. "Are you sure you're just arranging for them to awaken together, and not thinking of anything else?"

...Sun Kong was speechless. If you're willing, I wouldn't mind these two children having a betrothal arranged. We could become even closer.

"The Martial Soul Awakening Ceremony is the day after tomorrow at noon. Make sure you're there." Wu Jingru hurriedly changed the subject and hung up the phone immediately after speaking.

"The day will come when you'll be crying while giving your daughter away."

Glancing at the disconnected phone, Sun Kong let out a soft huff and returned to Nan Liujing's side without a sound.