Mind Your Place-We're Only Colleagues, and You Have No Right to Interfere in My Private Life!

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, study.

Ning Fengzhi sat behind his desk, his fingers lightly tapping the tabletop in a steady rhythm.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong sat on either side of him, all three wearing grave expressions.

Just moments ago, the people Ning Fengzhi had sent out to gather information had finally returned.

"Knock, knock, knock."

The sound of knocking made all three of them perk up at once.

"Come in," Ning Fengzhi said quickly, a trace of urgency in his voice.

The door opened, and a middle-aged man dressed in black hurried inside.

Holding a thin dossier in his hands, he approached Ning Fengzhi and respectfully presented it with both hands. "Sect Master, the information you requested has been gathered."

Ning Fengzhi accepted the dossier and waved a hand. "You've worked hard. You may leave."

The middle-aged man bowed, turned, and left the study, closing the door behind him.

The study fell silent once more.

Taking a deep breath, Ning Fengzhi slowly opened the dossier under Chen Xin and Gu Rong's watchful gazes.

The dossier was thin, only two or three pages long, densely packed with information.

Ning Fengzhi began reading from the beginning.

His expression gradually changed from calm to serious.

Then came shock, followed by utter bewilderment.

"How... how is this possible?"

Ning Fengzhi's eyes widened as he stared at the dossier in disbelief, as though he had seen something that overturned everything he knew.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong exchanged a glance, each seeing curiosity in the other's eyes.

Unable to hold back, Chen Xin asked, "Fengzhi, what does it say?"

Ning Fengzhi did not answer. He merely handed over the dossier.

Chen Xin took it, and he and Gu Rong leaned in to read it together.

Then, their expressions underwent the same transformation.

From calm, to grave, to shocked and utterly bewildered.

Because the dossier clearly stated:

"Name: Li Changqing. Age: six. Current residence: Heaven Dou Royal Academy. Martial Soul: Ancient Tree of Life. Innate Soul Power: level twenty. First Soul Ring: three-thousand-year Emerald Swan. Second Soul Ring: seven-thousand-year Light Spirit Deer. Companion: one female, identity unknown, cultivation unfathomable, suspected to be above the Title Douluo level. The two were introduced to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy by teacher Qin Ming. It is said that this woman once purchased a silver-haired young girl for twenty million Gold Soul Coins at an auction and had a conflict with you, Sect Master."

The study sank into deathly silence.

After an unknown amount of time, the three of them slowly recovered from their shock.

Ning Fengzhi was the first to speak, his voice somewhat dry. "Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone, what do you think... how likely is this?"

Chen Xin fell silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head. "I don't know. But if the information here is true, then this child's talent can no longer be described as merely genius. Innate Soul Power at level twenty, a three-thousand-year first Soul Ring, a seven-thousand-year second Soul Ring... This has completely surpassed our understanding of the soul master system."

Gu Rong nodded as well, his tone solemn. "Indeed. Under normal circumstances, the limit for a first Soul Ring is a little over four hundred years, while the limit for a second Soul Ring is a little over seven hundred years. Yet this child directly crossed those limits and absorbed Soul Rings with cultivation of several thousand years. There are only two possibilities: either his physical constitution far surpasses that of ordinary people, allowing him to withstand the energy impact of millennium Soul Rings, or the quality of his Martial Soul is exceptionally high, allowing it to suppress the violent energy within the Soul Rings."

"Either way,"

Chen Xin continued, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes, "it proves that this child is absolutely no ordinary person. The force behind him is certainly not simple either."

Ning Fengzhi was silent for a moment before slowly saying, "Then tomorrow, let's personally make a trip to Heaven Dou Royal Academy."

Chen Xin and Gu Rong exchanged a look and both nodded.

"Seeing it for ourselves is better than speculating here."

Chen Xin said, "If that child truly is as described in the dossier, then our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect may consider establishing some kind of relationship with them."

Ning Fengzhi nodded, his gaze falling upon the dossier in his hands once again. A complicated light flickered in his eyes.

Innate level twenty, two millennium Soul Rings, a god-tier Martial Soul...

Just who was this child?

He had a feeling that this child's appearance would bring enormous changes to the entire continent.

And he, Ning Fengzhi, had to seize this opportunity.

Meanwhile, elsewhere, within the Palace of Life in the God Realm.

The palace doors were violently shoved open once more, and dark-purple destruction aura surged in like a tide, scattering the palace's originally peaceful, tranquil life aura into disarray.

God of Destruction walked to the center of the great hall and stopped, his gaze fixed firmly on Goddess of Life seated at the head.

Goddess of Life wore a long white dress today. Seated upright in her place of honor, she held a cup of clear tea and leisurely sipped it.

She did not even raise her eyelids at God of Destruction's intrusion, as though an insignificant fly had entered.

"Life!"

Looking at the incomparably relaxed woman before him, God of Destruction gritted his teeth. His voice was low and restrained as he demanded, "Are you still unwilling to tell me who that child's biological father is?"

Only then did Goddess of Life slowly set down her teacup. She raised her eyes and gave him an indifferent glance.

Her gaze was as calm as still water. There was no anger, no guilt, no unease—only an almost indifferent coldness.

"It has nothing to do with you."

Four casual words, yet they pierced God of Destruction's heart like a sharp blade.

God of Destruction's chest heaved violently. Both hands clenched into fists, his nails nearly digging into his palms.

He stared fixedly at Goddess of Life. Anger, resentment, pain, and a trace of grievance he himself refused to acknowledge churned within those purple-black eyes.

"It has nothing to do with me?"

He practically roared it, his voice echoing throughout the great hall. "Life, we have known each other for tens of thousands of years. The entire God Realm knows how I feel about you, yet now you tell me that the child you gave birth to has nothing to do with me?"

Bang!

Goddess of Life suddenly slammed her palm on the table and rose to her feet.

A trace of fury finally appeared in her pale-green eyes, and her voice turned icy. "Destruction, mind your place! I have never accepted your pursuit! You and I are merely colleagues who know each other! If you keep pestering me here, don't blame me for showing no mercy!"

As her words fell, an immense life aura erupted from within her, colliding fiercely with God of Destruction's destruction aura in the great hall.

The two God King-level forces clashed against each other, causing the entire Palace of Life to tremble slightly as fine cracks appeared along the walls.

God of Destruction froze.

His eyes widened as he stared at the frost-faced woman before him, her words endlessly echoing through his mind...

If Li Changqing had been here, he would have frozen on the spot too.

Bro, what is going on?

Fine, so my father isn't God of Destruction—but Goddess of Life and God of Destruction aren't even married?

Is that right?

Does that make any sense?

What the hell happened?

P.S.: Another little spoiler—there is no situation where Goddess of Life cheated on God of Destruction.

This was originally meant to be explained later. If you read carefully, though, you would notice that I never said the two of them were husband and wife. It was all setup for what came later.

The male lead's identity will naturally be revealed later, and it will definitely come as a huge surprise. The later settings and explanations will also be laid out one by one. There is no such thing as arbitrarily changing the original canon.