A few days after the wedding, Shenji took Linghu Lan to see his grandmaster. The golden skeleton looked Linghu Lan up and down and exclaimed, "A good woman is hard to find, you deserve it, you deserve it. My Shenci Palace finally has a palace master who has a wife."
“???” Linghu Lan looked at Shenji with a strange expression.
Shenji coughed softly, his face flushing. "All the past masters of Shenci Palace have lived solitary lives."
Linghu Lan: "..." What an amazing legacy! Is being single contagious?
She tiptoed and whispered in Shenji's ear, "Shouldn't you thank me for taking you in?"
"Yes! I deserve it. I'll repay you with the rest of my life!"
The golden skull watched the two showing affection and felt incredibly hurt. "Is this how you bully an old person?"
He moved his fingers and sent Shenji and Linghu Lan outside the Divine Compassion Palace. "Alright, stop torturing the old man. Grandmaster is going into seclusion! Since it's our first meeting, I should give you a gift. I'm giving you this as a token of my hope that you two will support each other, cherish each other, and grow old together."
Something flew out of the main hall and landed in Linghu Lan's hand—a set of keys.
Linghu Lan's heart stirred.
Shenji said, "These are the keys to the Divine Compassion Palace and its treasury. From now on, you are officially the master of the Divine Compassion Palace."
Linghu Lan immediately bowed deeply to the closed door with a solemn expression. This was a form of identity recognition, which was particularly meaningful to Linghu Lan.
The days that followed.
Linghu Lan learned that the reason why Shenci Palace kept collecting secret manuals was so that when the spiritual energy dissipated in the future, these manuals could be preserved and passed down through Shenci Palace's own methods.
Spiritual energy may dissipate, but it will also be reborn. The affairs of heaven and earth are inherently a cycle of creation and destruction, from nothing to something. If one day this world is able to cultivate immortality again, these preserved secret manuals will be a blessing and merit for future generations.
Linghu Lan felt that this matter was particularly meaningful. So, in addition to teaching the president of the Demon Association and Meng Xiaofei how to cultivate, Linghu Lan would describe the cultivation techniques she remembered in her mind, and Shenji would write them down to supplement the cultivation secrets of Shenci Palace.
Looking at the various cultivation techniques, Shenji was amazed by Linghu Lan's memory and once again realized that the dream was real. He couldn't help but ask, "You came to find me to help me return to my original world? So, after all these years, are you tired?"
Linghu Lan chewed on her pen and thought for a moment, then said softly, "If it were someone else, I might feel bitter or tired, but if it were you, I wouldn't feel bitter or tired, because when I was wandering from one world to another, you were always by my side, accompanying me through those long years."
Shenji felt a pang of sadness, his expression deeply moved. He held Linghu Lan tightly in his arms. "Having you in my life is truly wonderful!"
"That's wonderful!" Linghu Lan leaned against him and slowly closed her eyes.
Meng Xiaofei, who was diligently practicing her skills on the side, asked, "Master, Mistress, may I say something? I'm a little full of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection), can I go out to visit relatives and come back later?"
"No! Your parents have been dead for many years. What relatives do you still have to visit?"
"Reporting to Master, my grandnephew is about to be born."
"no!"
"Why?" Meng Xiaofei exclaimed in surprise.
"I'm afraid you'll frighten the baby of our motherland."
twenty three
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