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"So what if Star Luo Empire knows?"
Qian Renxue's lips curled slightly, her eyes brimming with unshakable confidence.
No matter what Zhongli desired, she was certain she could provide better than Star Luo Empire ever could!
Beauty, wealth, power, glory—anything Zhongli wanted, she could help him achieve.
If he went to Star Luo, he'd have to kowtow to their emperor—but here? No need!
She, Qian Renxue, was willing to share everything she had with Zhongli. Even if she lacked something, she'd find a way to obtain it!
Besides, Zhongli was her guest advisor now—one who had secretly followed her to the Star Dou Great Forest to ensure her safety.
With that level of devotion, she refused to believe Star Luo could poach him!
Cixue: "..."
The more confident Qian Renxue acted, the more panicked Cixue became.
For some reason, he felt that whenever the young master smiled, life and death became uncertain.
Being a subordinate was truly difficult.
Especially when serving multiple higher-ups.
The High Priest, the Pope, the young miss—he couldn't afford to offend any of them.
In this situation, his best option was silence.
Silence was golden!
After a long pause, Qian Renxue sat back down and murmured:
"I'll visit Lord Zhongli in a few days."
"I should finish this backlog of work first."
As the Crown Prince of Heaven Dou Empire, her responsibilities were endless.
Returning from a soul-hunting trip meant facing a mountain of accumulated reports—some of which still remained unresolved even now.
This was a constant headache for her.
These trivial matters left her no time to cultivate.
Yet she was too proud to delegate—everything had to be done by her own hands.
To avoid mistakes, she personally reviewed every document that crossed her desk.
Qian Renxue wasn't the only one who learned of Zhongli's return.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan had also received the news.
However, Ning Fengzhi merely smiled faintly, offering no further comment.
Heading straight to the Seven Treasures Hotel?
It seemed their cuisine suited Lord Zhongli's tastes!
As for Zhu Zhuqing—she was Ning Rongrong's classmate. Ning Fengzhi had naturally heard of her.
He even knew about Dai Mubai's argument with Ning Rongrong.
"Do not disturb Lord Zhongli proactively. When he has needs, we shall demonstrate our sincerity!"
"Adding flowers to brocade is no match for delivering charcoal in snowy weather!"
"Qinghe, don't blame your teacher. For the sake of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, I must compete with you for this guest advisor!"
In Ning Fengzhi's estimation, Zhongli's goal was ascension to godhood.
Whether he succeeded or not, his status as the pinnacle of mortal power was all but guaranteed.
Any faction that secured such a powerhouse could rival the Top Three Clans—or even Spirit Hall itself!
If Zhongli joined the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, Ning Fengzhi was willing to stake the entire clan's resources to aid his divine ascent!
Fortune favors the bold.
Spirit City - Pope's Palace
To outsiders, the Pope's Palace represented Spirit Hall's supreme authority.
The title of Pope symbolized not just power—but strength.
Every Pope was at least a Title Douluo.
The palace stood atop Spirit Summit, its architecture grand, majestic, and awe-inspiring.
At the hall's highest point, atop a flight of steps, sat the Pope's Throne—occupied by generations of spiritual leaders.
Currently, a stunning woman reclined upon it, her delicate brows slightly raised, her crimson lips parting.
"Is the intelligence from Saruth reliable?"
"Your Majesty, it is undoubtedly true. Bishop Saruth wouldn't dare lie about such matters."
The speaker was a heavily made-up man, his fingers daintily curled, his fluttering lashes making it hard to believe he was a Title Douluo.
"This man and the young miss..."
Here, he glanced at the woman's expression. Finding no displeasure, he continued:
"Saruth mentioned in his letter that this man has been recruited by the young miss as a mansion guest advisor."
"Given his status as a Title Douluo, Saruth didn't dare pry further, fearing offense. Hence, he sought Spirit City's guidance on how to approach this lord."
Saruth had visited Zhongli's residence, their conversation pleasant and amicable.
Yet he left empty-handed—though this was merely a performance for other factions.
He hadn't broached topics like joining Spirit Hall—only exchanging gifts, casual chatter, and tea appreciation.
Saruth's stance toward Zhongli was simple:
Do not offend, do not provoke, merely observe.
After all, this was the young miss's subordinate!
What right did a mere Platinum Bishop have to interrogate him?
Moreover, even if unrelated to the young miss, this was a monstrous existence with a 100,000-year soul ring—and twin martial souls!
Even more terrifying...
After hearing Zhongli's description, the woman on the throne fell into deep contemplation.
Twin martial souls?
A 100,000-year soul ring?
At least Level 95—and his second martial soul remained unattached to any soul rings!
What was his goal?
Bibi Dong and Yue Guan were no fools—they grasped the implications instantly!
With such power, yet refraining from adding soul rings to his second martial soul—this man had grand ambitions!
Bibi Dong almost regretted her own choices.
After reaching Title Douluo, she'd rushed to add soul rings to her second martial soul to boost her cultivation speed.
Yet here was someone even bolder—reaching Level 95+ without attaching a single soul ring to his second martial soul!
"If this man is not of Spirit Hall, he will become our greatest threat!"
After a long silence, this was Bibi Dong's conclusion.
"Your Majesty, he is the young miss's guest advisor!"
"Qian Renxue may not be able to control such a figure."
"Yue Guan, go to Heaven Dou City personally. Test this man's depths."
"Also, bring Nana and the others. Let them broaden their horizons."
"If possible, invite him to join Spirit Hall."
Bibi Dong's tone was calm, but her mind roiled with turmoil.
How could someone like Zhongli leave no traces in Spirit Hall's records during his growth?
It was utterly bizarre—as if he'd appeared out of thin air!
"Your Majesty, what if he refuses to join?"
Yue Guan asked cautiously. Not every Title Douluo was willing to serve as Spirit Hall's enforcer.
Take Dugu Bo—he'd rather be hunted by Spirit Hall than join them.
"Hmm..."
Bibi Dong pondered deeply. If Zhongli truly refused, Yue Guan alone stood no chance against him.
"Then..."
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