Somewhere in the Star Luo Empire Spirit Hall.
The sky is so blue and cloudless.
The mountains in the distance are looming in the mist, and the blue-gray ridges are layered on top of each other, like a fairyland of clouds and mist.
Ever since Qian Xunji led people to patrol the world, the sky for many nobles has become "dark".
Those who took advantage of their family background to do evil and prey on the common people were picked out one by one, their homes ransacked, exiled, and beheaded.
Their sky has fallen, their family's sky has fallen, and their backer's sky has fallen.
But in the same way, if it is "dark" for some people, then it will be "dark" for others, and there are more.
Those people who were once oppressed, those small businessmen who were too angry to speak out, and those farmers who were once forced into desperation, their day has dawned.
The sun shines into their dim lives, bringing long-lost warmth and hope.
At this moment, Qian Xunji is in a study room.
The door was closed, the curtains were half-opened, and only a few rays of sunlight came through.
The light in the room is dim and soft, the files on the bookshelf are neatly arranged, and a document that has been reviewed is spread out on the desk. The ink has long dried, silently proving Qian Xunji's diligence.
Qian Xunji was sitting behind the desk, folding his hands on the table, and his eyes fell on the chair opposite. There was a person sitting there. The two seemed to have been talking for a long time.
"... I advise you not to have any desire for revenge."
"For the future of the mainland, you'd better stay lurking."
"I have a feeling that this continent will soon be in chaos."
"I can't do it." The person who was talking to him said with no emotion in his voice, "But if the future of this continent is really what you said, then I am willing to suppress this hatred to the deepest part of my heart."
"Just wait and see." Qian Xunji continued, "According to my estimation, in the near future, this continent is likely to have a collision between level 100 gods."
"By then, this continent will be in danger of tipping over."
"If that happens, will you Spirit Hall be able to hold on?" The man continued to ask, his voice was very calm, and it was hard to tell whether he was questioning or worrying.
"Haha." Qian Xunji laughed quite confidently, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and the light in his eyes became a little brighter.
He leaned back in his chair, folded his hands on his lower abdomen, and said calmly:
"I have a good disciple, Xu. I will give him the entire Spirit Hall to help him become a god."
"If the moment comes when the building is about to collapse, he will hold up the sky with one hand!"
"What if he can't do it?" the man continued to ask, seeming to say that you shouldn't bet all your money on one person.
"Level 100 God, I've never even heard of it."
"Are there really gods in this world?"
"Yes, I have met one." Qian Xunji narrowed his eyes slightly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and the expression on his face was a bit complicated, "She is very strong... but she is extremely ugly!"
He shook his head, seeming to realize that he was going off topic, so he calmed down his emotions and looked at the figure opposite again.
"You haven't answered my question yet." The man repeated, his voice still calm and without any extra emotion.
Qian Xunji was silent after hearing this.
The air in the study seemed to have solidified, and even the candlelight no longer flickered, burning quietly, with the flame pointing straight to the ceiling.
The sound of birdsong outside the window came intermittently, some clear and some long, making the silence in the room even deeper.
The person he was talking to didn't rush him and just waited quietly.
A long time.
Qian Xunji spoke slowly, his voice mixed with a hint of frankness that I had no answer, and a sense of helplessness that we had no choice.
"There is hope after all, isn't there?"
"I hope..." The man sighed and made no more noise.
I could only hear the window closing with a "click" and then opening with a "click". A slight breeze passed through the window lattice, causing the candlelight to sway a few times, and then everything returned to silence.
Qian Xunji was the only person left in the study.
After he left, that bewitching voice sounded in Qian Xunji's ears again.
The voice was Youyou, fluttering, as if it came from under the Nine Netherworld, and seemed to grow from the depths of his heart. It carried an irresistible temptation, like a poisonous snake spitting out a message.
"I've said it a long time ago. Only by following the method I mentioned before will you have any chance of winning!"
"Isn't it worth sacrificing one of your students for the sake of this continent?"
The voice paused, and his tone became a little more ambiguous and provocative.
"Besides... your good student is one of the top three beauties in the world."
"You raised her up so much, do you really not have any bad intentions?"
Qian Xunji turned a deaf ear to the confusing words spoken by this voice.
His expression was as calm as water, and he didn't even raise his eyelids, as if the sound was just a gust of wind in his ears, blowing away and disappearing.
He spoke to himself and said in a casual tone:
"Where do you want to go next? I can take you there."
"With you and me patrolling the world together, no one can escape those damned people."
"Are you taking advantage of me to get addicted?"
The bewitching voice said a little shyly, seeming a little annoyed.
"I'm warning you, I'm just a spiritual thought."
"What I want to do has been set by my body."
"No matter how you change me, I will confuse you, corrode you, and eventually take you away!"
"I remember there is a valley in the Star Luo Empire, named Red Maple Valley..."
Qian Xunji was talking to himself, as if he didn't hear the warning from the voice at all.
"The beautiful scenery is one of the best on the entire continent. Do you want to go and see it with me?"
"Red Maple Valley?"
The bewitching voice paused slightly, and the anger in his tone dissipated a bit, replaced by a vague memory.
His voice was lowered and he said with some emotion:
"It's been a long time since I've seen maple leaves."
As soon as he finished speaking, the voice suddenly rose again, and he roared angrily, "Wait! No! Are you listening to what I said?!"
"I never like to listen to ugly women like you." Qian Xunji said in an indifferent tone.
He stood up, walked to the window, opened it, took a deep breath of the fresh air outside the window, then turned around, his eyes fell on the empty corner of the study.
"Tell me more about Asura God, and I will take you to see it."
"Asshole!"
The bewitching voice was completely angry, and the tone was sharp and sharp, with a bit of indignation that "you have gone too far to bully others."
"You keep saying I'm ugly again and again. Do you really think I'm made of mud?!"
After saying that, the tone of the voice suddenly dropped, and he said a little aggrievedly:
"Did you know that when I was young, I was the most beautiful person in the world...!"