First Meeting with Qian Renxue

The next morning.

After leaving the forest, the two found a village to stay in for the night and learned the location of Spirit Hall.

They then set off, flying toward Spirit Hall.

What would originally have taken several days took them only a few minutes to reach Spirit City.

They looked at the Western-style buildings surrounding them.

Wearing a White Jade Robe, Zijun entered the city gate with his hands behind his back, Little Gray following beside him.

More than ten minutes later, the two arrived outside Spirit Hall's main entrance.

Just as they were about to enter, a guard beside them stopped them.

"Spirit Hall is restricted grounds. Unauthorized personnel are forbidden from entering!"

Zijun glanced at the stern-faced guard but did not make things difficult for him.

After all, guarding the place was the man's duty.

If someone thought another person was bad just because of a warning given in the line of duty,

then that person had to be sick!

What normal person would fuss over something like that?

"My name is Zijun. Please inform them."

Upon hearing Zijun's name, the guard pondered for a moment.

Then his expression immediately turned respectful as he bowed and said,

"My lord, please come in. Her Holiness the Pope has been awaiting you for a long time."

Zijun looked at the guard in surprise, then smiled with his hands behind his back.

"As expected of Bibi Dong. Her efficiency is impressive. Sorry for the trouble."

After offering that polite remark, Zijun and Little Gray stepped toward the entrance.

When they reached the hall doors, Zijun was just about to push them open.

But two figures blocked their path.

"Halt! This is Spirit Hall. What business do you two have here?"

Looking at the figures blocking his way, Zijun smiled with his hands behind his back.

"You must be Chrysanthemum Guan and Ghost. That aura of yours is certainly flamboyant."

Although Zijun recognized them at a glance, his expression remained calm and unruffled.

For a moment, the two could not help but regard him more highly.

After all, anyone who knew their names and could still remain so composed

either had an extraordinarily powerful family behind him or had complete confidence in the strength of those around him.

At that thought, Chrysanthemum Guan covered his mouth and smiled.

He looked toward Little Gray, who had long black-and-white hair and stood bare-chested nearby.

"May I ask your name, young master?"

"My name is Zijun."

Zijun answered patiently.

Upon hearing the name Zijun, Chrysanthemum Guan and Ghost exchanged a glance.

Their eyes were filled with shock.

Bibi Dong had long since passed down Zijun's background throughout Spirit Hall.

By now, among Spirit Hall's upper ranks, Zijun's name was known by everyone.

Stepping aside to make way, Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost respectfully bowed in welcome.

"Welcome to Spirit Hall, Young Master. Her Holiness the Pope is inside. Please enter."

After thoughtfully pushing open the hall doors for Zijun, Zijun smiled and nodded.

This Spirit Hall... isn't as bad as I imagined. Just like the original story, they were forced to act stupid so they could become the main villains.

What Zijun did not know was that most people in Spirit Hall bullied the weak and feared the strong.

After all, that was human nature. When facing someone stronger than themselves, people naturally yielded.

Only novels had people daring to resist.

Come to think of it,

if Spirit Hall had not been forcibly dumbed down, grass would have long since grown over Tang San's grave.

Become a god? Overthrow Spirit Hall? Even your dad Hao wouldn't be able to protect you.

Stepping into the hall, Zijun saw that only Bibi Dong sat upon the throne in the vast chamber.

"Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope."

Walking before her, Zijun respectfully bowed.

After all, this woman was the mother of his future lover.

For Qian Renxue's sake, he still had to show the proper respect.

Little Gray, on the other hand, remained as arrogant as ever.

Making him bow to a mortal was simply impossible!

After all, aside from the Five Supreme God Kings, he looked down on everyone.

Of course, Zijun was an exception!

Setting status aside, Zijun had inherited the Asura God Position at the age of six!

Such a monster was not someone a Level One Deity like him could look down upon.

Bibi Dong rose and quickly descended from the platform, bending down to help Zijun up.

With a smile on her face, she said politely,

"There is no need for such formality. We will be family in the future, so treat this place as your own home."

Straightening up, Zijun looked at Bibi Dong, who was much taller than him, and asked,

"Where's Xue'er? Where is she? I want to see her."

As soon as Zijun finished speaking, Bibi Dong sent someone to bring Qian Renxue over.

A moment later, a little girl in a golden princess dress approached them, her long golden hair framing her delicate features.

"Mother."

A soft, childish voice rang out, and Zijun turned toward it.

Thump, thump, thump!

The moment he saw Qian Renxue, Zijun felt as if he could hear his own heartbeat.

Stunning! A breathtaking kind of stunning!

He had never expected that even as a child, Qian Renxue would already be so captivating.

His not-yet-developed Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

Zijun stared fixedly at Qian Renxue and said nervously,

"Y-hello, my name is Zijun."

Walking up to Qian Renxue, Zijun extended his little hand in introduction.

Qian Renxue carefully examined Zijun before her.

His eyes were pure and bright, the spiritual light within them shining like stars.

His face resembled the God of Destruction by seventy percent, yet carried thirty percent of the Goddess of Life's gentle affinity.

That made his already handsome little face even more eye-catching.

His medium-length hair was violet-white, with a single cowlick sticking up from the top of his head.

He was handsome, yet also a little adorable.

Qian Renxue lowered her flushed face. This was the first time someone had greeted her so warmly.

Is he my future husband? He seems pretty good so far...

Qian Renxue smiled shyly to herself.

Looking at the adorable little Qian Renxue before him, Zijun took her small hand and said gently,

"Thank you for being willing to become my wife. For the rest of my life, I, Zijun, will cherish and protect you."

As he spoke, his excitement caused him to inadvertently release a Million-Year Spirit Ring!

A platinum Spirit Ring formed from intricate inscriptions rose beneath Zijun's feet!

A suffocating pressure spread throughout the hall!

What?! This... this is possible? A Spirit Ring configuration never seen before!

Is this the child of a god?!

Bibi Dong stared at Zijun in utter shock, cold sweat involuntarily appearing on her cheeks.

Raising her head, Qian Renxue looked at Zijun, who stood half a head taller than her.

For a moment, she was utterly entranced...

So this is what it feels like to be cared for? It's so warm...

Thank you... Zijun. No, Xue'er's future husband...

Coming back to his senses, Zijun withdrew his Spirit Ring.

He glanced back at Bibi Dong, then took Qian Renxue's hand and headed toward the hall exit.

"I'll take Xue'er out for a walk first. His name is Little Gray; just arrange a place for him to stay. We'll be going now."

Before leaving, he briefly introduced Little Gray with a point of his finger, then disappeared from the hall with Qian Renxue.

Bibi Dong swallowed.

Her expression was both shocked and curious as she looked at the arrogant Little Gray and asked,

"Y-you, sir... why have I never seen the Young Master's Spirit Ring before?"

With his arms folded across his chest, Little Gray gave Bibi Dong a disdainful glance and replied tersely,

"Mortals are mortals. You really are ignorant. That was a Million-Year Spirit Ring. Instead of asking about that, find me somewhere to sleep first. How about it?"

After hearing Little Gray's explanation, Bibi Dong's understanding of Spirit Rings was overturned once again!

The Spirit Rings she could come into contact with were only around a hundred thousand years old.

Million-Year Spirit Rings existed only in legends!

This was her first time seeing one. How could she not be astonished?

In the garden, Zijun and Qian Renxue sat on a bench, chatting casually through questions and answers.