Qian Renxue! Bibi Dong!

In the rear courtyard of Spirit Hall, inside a lavish yet simple room.

A golden-haired little girl, about six years old.

Sat at her desk, holding a golden brush as she diligently worked on the assignment her tutor had given her.

The walls of the room were covered with all kinds of honorary medals and portraits.

Strangely, every portrait showed only her.

Even though the girl in the portraits had earned countless medals of honor, there was not a trace of a smile on her face.

Because she knew that no matter how many honors she earned, her mother would never praise her...

"As long as I study hard and cultivate hard, Mother will surely be willing to talk to me. Keep it up, Qian Renxue."

The adorable golden-haired girl fantasized about wonderful things as she carefully checked her homework.

It was as though the words in her textbook were priceless treasures.

Click!

The sound of a door opening rang out.

Qian Renxue, who was studying diligently at her desk, did not notice.

Outside the room.

The beautiful woman who had previously sat in the grand hall arrived at the door.

She watched the golden-haired little girl studying hard at her desk.

A trace of tenderness unexpectedly surfaced in the beautiful woman's utterly emotionless eyes.

But it vanished in an instant...

With a soft sigh, the beautiful woman pushed open the door and walked in.

"Xue'er, Mother has something to tell you. Is now a good time?"

The female voice she had longed to hear day and night entered Qian Renxue's ears.

Qian Renxue, who had been doing her exercises, could hardly believe her ears. She sat frozen at her desk...

For the first time!

After so many years, this was the first time the beautiful woman had taken the initiative to speak to her.

Her tone was gentler than ever before, more like the voice of a mother calling her child.

She stood up.

Qian Renxue nervously straightened her dress.

Standing beside the desk, she clutched the hem of her skirt tightly with both hands and asked anxiously.

"Mo... Pope, did Xue'er do something wrong again?"

Qian Renxue asked cautiously.

That was right! The beautiful woman outside was none other than Bibi Dong, the current Pope.

A powerful Spirit Master with the strength of a Title Douluo!

And also Qian Renxue's biological mother...

Looking at the well-behaved, sensible, and adorable Qian Renxue before her.

Bibi Dong walked over and sat on the bed.

She raised her slender, fair hand and patted the quilt beside her, saying gently.

"Come sit here. Mother has something important to tell Xue'er. These past years have been hard on you."

Hearing Bibi Dong's words, Qian Renxue obediently walked to the bed and sat down.

Her little fleshy hands clenched around her skirt even more tightly in nervousness.

"Pope, Xue'er has always cultivated and studied diligently. I haven't been playing around."

Qian Renxue lowered her head, stared at the back of her hands, and replied softly.

Looking at Qian Renxue beside her, who bore some resemblance to herself.

Bibi Dong raised a hand and gently placed it atop her head.

She stroked Qian Renxue's long golden hair and said happily.

"Today, Mother arranged a tremendous marriage for Xue'er. That boy's family is incredibly powerful—so powerful that even the God of Angels must submit to them..."

Bibi Dong then repeated the God of Angels' original words.

After hearing about Zijun's background, Qian Renxue widened her round eyes and asked curiously.

"Who is the God of Angels? Is she even more powerful than the Pope?"

She stood up.

Bibi Dong walked to the window and raised her head to gaze at the vast, boundless starry sky outside.

"Heh. Even though Mother is the Pope of Spirit Hall and possesses the strength of a Title Douluo, in her eyes, I am merely a slightly stronger ant."

A yearning expression appeared on Bibi Dong's face, but a trace of desolation rose in her eyes as well.

The desolation of being weak...

"Is that boy called Zijun really from a family even more powerful than the God of Angels?"

Qian Renxue nodded her cute little head, turning into a child full of endless questions as she continued asking.

Bibi Dong turned around and looked at Qian Renxue sitting on the bed, a smile appearing on her breathtakingly beautiful face.

She raised her hand and gently pinched Qian Renxue's chubby little cheeks, which already showed the makings of a beauty.

"Of course! Your future husband is the strongest man on the entire continent! His family is so powerful that even the God of Angels must fold her wings in their presence."

Letting go, Bibi Dong bent down and tucked Qian Renxue beneath the covers.

She pulled the quilt over her properly, then lowered her head and kissed Qian Renxue's fair, tender forehead.

She rose and walked to the door. Before leaving, she spoke a single sentence and closed Qian Renxue's door.

"Don't call me Pope anymore. I have always been your mother."

Click.

Looking at the closed door, Qian Renxue's eyes suddenly moistened.

The corners of her lips curled upward as she raised a hand to wipe her wet, large eyes.

She turned toward the starry sky outside the window and murmured.

"Thank you for making Mother stop hating Xue'er. As long as Mother keeps loving Xue'er, even if you treat Xue'er terribly in the future, Xue'er will never hate you..."

Two shooting stars streaked across the night sky filled with twinkling stars.

Like the scene in a movie where a wish had come true.

Upon closer inspection, the two shooting stars were rapidly crashing toward the center of a forest.

Boom!

In an uninhabited forest tens of thousands of miles away.

Two enormous craters, each several thousand meters in diameter, appeared in the heart of the dense woods.

"Hahaha! This young master has finally arrived on Douluo Continent!"

An excited voice sounded from within the dust and smoke. A moment later, the haze dispersed.

A child's figure came into view.

It was Zijun!

Originally, due to the restrictions of universal laws.

After inheriting a divine position, one could not remain in the lower realm for long.

But could such a problem stump Zijun, who possessed a system?

Of course not!

From the moment Zijun was born, he had already transcended universal laws!

He was unaffected by universal laws!

All of this was thanks to what the system possessed when it was reactivated!

Otherwise, how could the Universal Will have let Zijun off so easily?

As for the God of Pride, he too had unconsciously become free from the restraints of universal laws under Zijun's influence.

To explain this matter, Zijun had specifically bought two treasures from the System Shop.

One was an item called the "Concealment Waist Token."

Not only could it evade universal laws, it could also briefly conceal its wearer within space.

It was truly an essential treasure for robbery and home invasion!

As for the explanation, that was even simpler—he could just say he had picked it up somewhere in the God Realm.

Naturally, the God of Destruction and the others did not believe such a low-level lie.

But after Zijun hung the waist token from his belt, left the God Realm, and returned again.

That lie became the truth!

After all, such an awesome treasure.

Could not possibly have been created by Spirit Masters, or even God Kings!

And so...

Under the envious gazes of the five, including the God of Destruction, Zijun and the God of Pride left the God Realm!

The God of Pride took a deep breath of fresh air, overcome with joy.

"Never did I imagine that one day I would be unaffected by the rules! This feels amazing! Haha... cough, cough!"

He inhaled a huge mouthful of dust and started coughing violently.

He continuously patted his chest.

Zijun kicked the God of Pride in the shin and reminded him.

"Without my orders, don't casually reveal your cultivation. And! Don't tell my landlord father everything! Got it?"

After hearing Zijun's words, the God of Pride nodded in agreement while coughing.

With his hands behind his back, Zijun swept his gaze around the area. In high spirits, he headed toward the edge of the forest.

As for why he did not fly, it was because he simply did not feel like it.

"From now on, your name is Little Gray! If you don't catch up, this young master will leave you here!"

Seeing Zijun walking farther away, the God of Pride followed after him and shouted in dissatisfaction.

"Young Master! Can't I have a different name? Little Gray sounds way too tacky! I'm a handsome man, you know!"

"It's settled!" Zijun said with a smile, hands behind his back and without looking back.