Spicy Pills!

Qian Xunji knew that this most lethal hurdle had been cleared, albeit narrowly.

He hesitated no longer, took a deep breath, and slowly closed his eyes.

The next second, a brilliant yet profoundly deep chaotic light slowly split open at the center of Qian Xunji's brow.

At this moment, there was not a single trace of divine power fluctuation on him, for he had not opened any divine trials to acquire power. However, that sliver of purity, representing the essence of the universe's origin energy—the aura of a [Godhead]—was now displayed before Snow Empress's perception without reservation.

"This is..."

Snow Empress turned her head abruptly, her pupils contracting violently. As a seven-hundred-thousand-year-old super beast, she was far too sensitive to this aura; it was absolutely a true divine aura that transcended all energy systems on the Douluo Continent!

"This is the confidence I have to promise you that I can lead you to godhood."

Qian Xunji pointed to the center of his brow, his tone calm yet filled with convincing power:

"This is a nascent Godhead that has not yet fully formed. My current progress is equivalent to a second-tier god in the God Realm, but it is a Godhead that belongs entirely to my own laws and can continuously evolve.

As long as you give me time to gather faith, becoming a first-tier main god, a God King, or even surpassing a God King is only a matter of time."

He looked at Snow Empress's stunning, shocked face and slowly retracted the light of the Godhead.

Qian Xunji reached out a hand toward Snow Empress, his tone becoming unprecedentedly sincere and gentle. At this moment, he was not the Pope who held power over the world, but merely a man seeking a partner.

"Snow Empress, I came today, and I still will not force you."

Qian Xunji's gaze was clear and soft:

"Even if you nod now and agree to come with me, it does not mean we must immediately become husband and wife. This continent is vast, and the gates of Martial Soul Hall will always be open to you. You can use your own eyes to see the world outside, to slowly observe me, understand me, and see what kind of person I, Qian Xunji, truly am."

"We have enough time to get to know each other. If one day in the future you feel that I am still not worthy of you, or you grow tired of the human world, you can return to this Far North at any time. I will never stop you," Qian Xunji promised solemnly.

"Even if you ultimately decide to reject me, I will accept it."

I certainly won't accept it. If you reject me, I'll just wait until I'm stronger and snatch you back to be my mountain-stronghold mistress, Qian Xunji grumbled inwardly.

The cold wind of the Far North seemed to come to a complete standstill at this moment.

Snow Empress watched quietly as the man before her retracted all his sharpness and arrogance, handing all choice and respect over to her. The heart that had been frozen for seven hundred thousand years finally melted uncontrollably.

When she saw that truly existing Godhead, she actually already knew that she could not refuse this hope that could change her destiny. And this final, heartfelt respect and lack of coercion from Qian Xunji finally helped her make her final decision.

"There are still many matters in the Far North that need to be handed over. I also need to explain the situation to Ice Empress and Xiao Bai; I cannot just leave without saying goodbye."

Snow Empress lowered her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes trembling gently. Her voice became extremely soft, even carrying a rare gentleness and submissiveness:

"At the latest, in three days, I will leave the Far North and come to the human world to find you."

Qian Xunji was ecstatic, wishing he could roar at the sky, but on the surface, he suppressed his excitement and asked with a smile:

"The human world is so big, and you have never been to Martial Soul City. Do you know where to find me?"

Snow Empress raised her head, and a flash of cunning suddenly appeared in those ice-blue eyes, even carrying a hint of mischievous amusement. The corners of her mouth curled into a stunning, world-toppling arc.

"Who do you think I sent to the human world to inquire about your news?"

Snow Empress's voice was like crisp ice crystals colliding, carrying a hint of teasing:

"I didn't send any subordinates at all. Those few days, I personally went to the human territory. On the walls of that city called Jialing Pass, I saw with my own eyes how you, looking so majestic, held that Empress and acted so arrogant."

The smile on Qian Xunji's face froze instantly. He felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and the cold sweat on his back that had just dried soaked his inner garments once again.

Holy crap! This woman actually followed me to the front lines to watch the drama herself?

I have to be careful in the future. This woman is deep-minded. Didn't they say soul beasts were simple-minded?

"However..." Snow Empress rolled her eyes at him, her tone carrying a hint of relief and a soft hum, "Although you are annoying, you didn't lie. You sent her away the very next morning. Otherwise, the moment you stepped into the Far North today and opened your mouth, my Emperor Sword would have already been at your throat."

Watching Snow Empress turn lightly and melt back into the wind and snow to arrange the affairs of the Far North, Qian Xunji stood on the ice, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. His heart was still thumping uncontrollably.

My goodness... thank goodness I was clear-headed and didn't lie. The risks of blind dates these days are just too high!

Qian Xunji let out a long sigh of relief. Immediately, an unprecedented sense of accomplishment welled up in his heart. He couldn't help but let his mouth curl upward wildly, and his wanton, joyful laughter echoed in the empty Ice Abyss for a long time.

Who cares how dangerous she is? I've already won over more than half of her anyway...

The second day after returning to Martial Soul Hall, as the morning light dawned, Qian Xunji was already sitting behind the large rosewood desk in the Pope Hall.

The sunlight spilled through the stained-glass windows onto the dark gold desktop, reflecting the thick stack of memorials.

With the comprehensive distribution of the General Theory of Martial Souls and the implementation of policies for civilian soul masters, the massive machine of Martial Soul Hall was operating at an unprecedented speed. As the helmsman, Qian Xunji's workload naturally increased exponentially.

"The Heaven Dou Empire branch hall reports that the number of civilian soul masters recruited this month has hit a new high..."

"The first batch of youths with Body Martial Souls in the Divine Body Battalion has entered the initial stage of integration..."

Qian Xunji rubbed his aching brow and picked up a cup of top-grade Snow-Peak Silver Needle tea just brewed by a maid, taking a sip.

Although he was busy, looking at the Subversion Point balance that was still slowly ticking in the system backend, he felt an unusual sense of fulfillment.

However, just as he picked up his cinnabar pen to annotate the next memorial, a terrifying and ice-cold soul power fluctuation erupted over Martial Soul City without warning!

Boom--!

A cold wave mixed with the aura of ten-thousand-year black ice swept across the entire Pope Mountain like a landslide. The originally mild morning air condensed into fine ice crystals within a tenth of a second. The glass on the hall windows made a creaking sound under the unbearable pressure, and a thick layer of white frost spread rapidly...

"You beast! How dare you be so arrogant!" Qian Daoliu's voice rang out...