Quan Ji glanced at Chunlan, whose eyes were red and who was sniffling. Tears streamed down her face, and her neck was red. Just by looking at her, one could strongly feel her emotions at that moment.

Excitement, gratitude, disappointment—a mix of emotions.

This is a mother's mixed feelings of sadness and secret joy towards her daughter.

Quan Ji's pupils trembled slightly, and she turned her gaze to the little god of fortune. "Then I'll call you Le Jia, is that alright?"

Le Jia blinked, supporting himself as he stood on the Nine-Colored Deer. "This name is so nice! I'll be called Le Jia from now on! Thank you, sister!"

As she spoke, she cupped Quan Ji's face in her hands and gave Quan Ji a quick kiss on the forehead.

Suddenly, a beautiful nine-colored light enveloped the two people, and a mysterious and obscure light array bloomed between them, illuminating the entire altar.

"The contract is established! From now on, Le Jia will be the second guardian of the Holy Glory Empire!"

"As a little lucky charm, Le Jia will definitely do his best to bring good fortune to the Holy Glory Empire!"

Immediately, she lowered her head and patted the Nine-Colored Deer's head, introducing it: "This is Le Jia's good friend, Little Nine. Although it doesn't have much fighting power, it can scare people. If possible, I hope you can call out the two phoenixes in your space bag to play with Le Jia as well."

Quan Ji looked into the other person's innocent golden eyes and felt a sense of familiarity.

She smiled, and golden lotus marks bloomed in her eyes as well: "Okay, but the two of them are still asleep."

As she spoke, Quan Ji released the two exquisitely beautiful phoenix cubs.

However, the way these two made their entrance was hardly aesthetically pleasing; they lay on the ground like two useless birds, fast asleep.

The little god of fortune watched, shook the golden bell in his hand, and golden light enveloped the two.

"Thank you, sister."

"No need for thanks," Quan Ji said. "Would you like a shrine built for you?"

Little Fortune God shook her head: "No, no, the Holy Glory Empire is still very weak and cannot support two divine palaces. Moreover... the national treasury does not seem to be full. Jiajia will not cause trouble for her sister."

Quan Ji: "..."

Is this a way of saying that their Holy Empire is poor?

This is implying that they are poor, right?

Quan Ji suddenly felt like she was having a heart attack.

This was incredibly hurtful, but she had no room to argue—after all, the Holy Empire was truly poor.

Quan Ji took a deep breath: "Then where do you live?"

Le Jia smiled and said, "I'll live here. Moon God is the gentlest of all the gods, he definitely won't mind if Jiajia lives here!"

Quan Ji remained silent for a moment.

It seems that even newly born gods have some understanding of various matters among gods.

She said, "I have prepared a believer to take care of your daily life."

As they spoke, Quan Ji and Jia Jia turned their attention to the woman in the audience who was crying uncontrollably.

Jiajia didn't know why, but she felt incredibly sorry for the other person crying.

Barefoot, she floated to Chunlan and wiped away her tears: "Is Jiajia bad? Why has Auntie been crying ever since Jiajia was born?"

She felt wronged because she had an indescribable feeling in her heart.

As Chunlan listened to the other person's pure and innocent words, she couldn't control her tears at all.

"Can...can I hug you?"