Martial Soul City, Douluo Hall.
A man and a woman chatted and drank under the Angel Statue.
The man had a face like polished jade, a straight nose, and a square jaw. His appearance was handsome, his gaze gentle, and his snow-white robes were spotless. Though he looked scholarly and elegant, there was no lack of a grand, imposing aura about him. This was Yun Ming.
The woman had skin whiter than snow, a straight bridge of her nose, and a peerless face. She wore a golden palace gown; it was a one-piece garment, seemingly woven from gold thread. It lacked excessive patterns or decorations, its style archaic and elegant, with a golden high collar protecting her snow-white, slender neck. Her long hair, a mix of gold and white, was draped casually behind her back without careful styling, forming a sharp contrast with her neat palace attire, yet it did not hide the majestic nobility she exuded. This was Qian Renxue.
Yun Ming spoke up.
"Your aura is dense and long-lasting, condensed without dissipating. It seems that after ten years of seclusion, not only have your injuries healed, but your cultivation has also surpassed what it once was."
"Congratulations!"
Hearing Yun Ming's words of congratulation, Qian Renxue smiled faintly.
"Thank you. And you? How have you all been living these years since then?"
"Me?"
Yun Ming recalled his experiences following the great war.
First, he had been dragged by his Wife to rush through the wedding, getting married in a flash. Following that came the shift in power; his Wife became the person at the peak of power in the world and began to carry out sweeping social reforms based on her experiences from her previous life. She promoted education, pushed for the diversity of Soul Master development so it was no longer limited to the warrior profession, implemented Soul Tools, established diplomatic relations with the Heaven Spirit Empire, and other such measures. Her personal career was booming.
As for him, he had currently set down most of the power he held.
Regarding the Breaking Clan, after Yang Wutian stepped down as Clan Leader, he had initially wanted to pass the position to him, but he had refused, citing cultivation as his priority. Later, Yang Yi took over, and he claimed the position of First Elder, specializing in slacking off.
Regarding the Heaven Spirit Empire, he had devolved power long ago, so naturally, he didn't interfere much afterward. Aside from controlling the general direction of the empire's development and rectifying the administration, he only went to inspect the situation at irregular intervals and did not intervene in other affairs. Two days ago, seeing that the empire was already on the right track, he officially resigned from his post and stepped down to let the virtuous take over.
His daily life, aside from cultivation and gaining insights into the world, was mostly spent settling down in Martial Soul City with his Wife, focusing on following her lead and living a peaceful, beautiful little life.
As he thought about this, he unconsciously revealed a smile. Seeing the smile, Qian Renxue understood.
"Very good, it's almost the perfect life I've dreamed of," Yun Ming replied.
"Is that so? That's wonderful! Your happiness is worth a toast!"
"Alright, cheers! And here's to your full recovery and great progress in cultivation."
Qian Renxue raised her golden cup to propose a toast. Yun Ming responded, and the two drank it in one gulp. Afterward, Yun Ming poured wine for them both, and Qian Renxue asked a question.
"But... why is it only 'almost'?"
Yun Ming shook his head and sighed.
"Sigh—"
"For one thing, it's because I seem to be too strong now; I can't find an opponent at all."
"Invincibility is too lonely."
In his previous life, although he could be considered invincible, there were still those who could fight him. In this life, he felt there was no one left. There wasn't a single person who could put up a fight!
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Qian Renxue didn't know how to respond to this. She felt like he was showing off, but she also felt he wasn't lying; after all, she couldn't see the height of his power at all right now. She wanted to hit him, but she couldn't beat him, which left her feeling a bit angry and frustrated. She could only change the subject.
"Then what are the other reasons?"
Yun Ming sensed her frustration and glanced at her. To avoid making her feel even more frustrated, he also chose to change the subject.
"The rest are just some minor frictions in life. Enough about me. What about you? Now that your seclusion is over, what do you plan to do? Continue as the head of the Douluo Hall? Or take a turn as Pope? Your Junior Sister has been wanting to rest a bit; if you were to succeed her, she would likely be very happy."
Qian Renxue smiled and shook her head.
"No, worldly power has no meaning to me anymore."
Yun Ming: "You can't just stay in seclusion and cultivate forever, though. Balancing work and rest is the way to longevity."
Qian Renxue: "Of course not. I plan to go out and see the continent as it is now, to see what changes have occurred in the continent under your control compared to before."
Yun Ming joked.
"What, planning to see that it's not up to par and then come back to take over and turn the tide?"
Qian Renxue said.
"That's impossible. What kind of god would still cling to worldly power? My Qian Family can't afford to lose face like that! Besides—"
Qian Renxue paused slightly and continued.
"I've been trapped by power for too long; I'm already sick of it. Now, I just want to follow my heart and live a life of freedom."
"Understood. Clear-headed. To freedom!"
Yun Ming raised his wine cup to signal. Qian Renxue raised her cup to clink against his, and the two drank it in one gulp before pouring another round.
While pouring the wine, Yun Ming asked.
"And after that? Judging by what you said, have you already arranged what comes next?"
Qian Renxue said in a deep voice.
"Yes, I want to explore the endless Void. I have something to ask Rakshasa."
Over these past few years, besides healing and cultivating, she occasionally thought about the events of the past. Although she had accepted what happened to her parents, she always felt there was a problem. Could the people of the Six-Winged Angel family really be so pathetic? She didn't believe it; she had to find an insider again.
"Rakshasa," Yun Ming murmured to himself.
"Then you should leave as soon as possible. The God Realm is still in chaos right now and has no time to manage you."
"In about a year, the God Realm will be able to restore order. After that, if you don't pass down your godhood, you won't have another chance to leave."
Angel looked at Rakshasa; he didn't think they would be on friendly terms, so he spoke up to offer a reminder.
"I know, I will keep an eye on the time."
"Thank you."
Qian Renxue expressed her gratitude.
Afterward, the two chatted idly for a while until two more people walked in from outside the hall doors.
The smaller one among them saw the two sitting opposite each other laughing, tugged on the sleeve of the person beside him, and said.
"Mother, look, I wasn't wrong, was I! Father is playing with a pretty big sister."
"Father?"
Hearing the commotion at the entrance, Qian Renxue was startled and turned to look. The woman had a beautiful face, appearing clean and elegant, filled with the aura of Life. Her Dark Green Long Hair was draped behind her. Her figure was slender, her essence contained within, and a gentle smile graced her face. She was easy to recognize; it was her own Junior Sister, Ya Li. As for the other one, he was the focus of her observation.
That was a fair-skinned little boy dressed in black. The child looked to be three or four years old, with clear contours, delicate features, fair skin, and a tall, slender build. A pair of Peach Blossom Eyes shimmered with moisture. His features were softer than those of Yun Ming when he was young, but equally outstanding, belonging to the type that combined the best traits of both parents.
Yun Ming glared at the Stinky Brat and spoke up to explain.
"Yes, my son, Yun Li."
Yun came from Yun Ming, and Li was a homophone for 'Li' from Ya Li, also implying Heaven Supporting Earth Upright.
This was the second, not-so-helpless helplessness of Yun Ming's last two years: a son who was a total prankster. Although their cultivation as a couple was too high, making it difficult to conceive, they were fortunate in this life to have finally become parents three years ago.
Originally, before the child was one year old, Yun Ming had been quite happy because it was fun! Although he was already an immortal existence, after all, it was the continuation of his bloodline, so he was still happy about it. It was just that after this kid grew up a little, he started to attack his own father without any teacher, which made him flare up from time to time over the past two years. As for the methods, they were varied and impossible to guard against; the above was just one such case.
Ya Li glared at the father who was scaring their son, then explained to the boy.
"Li'er, you can't call her big sister."
"She is Mother's senior sister; you must call her Martial Aunt, do you understand?"
Young Master Yun nodded and spoke to his mother in a milky voice.
"I understand."
Ya Li nodded in satisfaction.
"Li'er is so good. Say hello to your Martial Aunt."
Young Master Yun let go of Ya Li, walked in front of Qian Renxue, and said.
"Hello, Martial Aunt."
"Hello, hello."
Looking at the little person in front of her, Qian Renxue stood up, squatted down before him, and responded.
Originally, upon hearing that Yun Ming had a son, she had been a bit dazed. How to put that feeling? A slight sense of unwillingness, perhaps! But as the child called her 'Martial Aunt', she suddenly felt that things had changed; after so long, it seemed it was time to let go and move on.
Ya Li was very gratified to see her son so obedient. Although she knew Yun Ming had no feelings for Qian Renxue, seeing her rival dazed because of her son still made her feel a bit smug.
Yun Ming was not surprised by his son's politeness, but for some reason, he vaguely felt something was wrong; his crisis perception had inexplicably activated.
Before long, the premonition was fulfilled, and Young Master Yun said something shocking.
"Martial Aunt, you are so pretty! Can you be my girlfriend?"
As the childish voice fell, the hall fell into silence. Yun Ming, Ya Li, and Qian Renxue were all stunned by Young Master Yun's words.
At this moment, the hair on Yun Ming's body stood on end; his powerful cultivation could not give him a shred of security. He finally knew where the crisis originated, because Ya Li had been busy with affairs these past two years, and he was the one mainly in charge of the child. Although he knew the Stinky Brat liked to play with the pretty Female Attendant in the hall on weekdays, he didn't know the kid was playing like this today!
Qian Renxue came back to her senses, looked at Young Master Yun with a strange expression, then looked at Ya Li. She didn't say anything, but it was as if she had said everything.
As for Ya Li, not only was her previous smugness gone, but she was also stunned by her son's shocking words. Sensing the gaze, she subconsciously looked back, then locked eyes with the inexplicably staring Qian Renxue. Her face instantly flushed red, and her composure completely collapsed.
Looking at his red-faced Wife, then at his son who still had an innocent 'stupid' look on his face, Yun Ming felt a headache and let out a silent, long sigh.
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