Extra: Senior Sister Rongrong Becomes My Wife

The Immortal Master's Mansion stands high above the clouds in the divine realm, where the sea of ​​clouds surges like silver waves, cranes carry lingzhi mushrooms, and auspicious clouds abound.

Inside the main hall, golden light bathed the floor and purple aura filled the room. More than ten deities, including Hercules, Earth God, Wisdom God, and Healing God, sat on either side, their expressions solemn, their gazes all fixed on the solitary figure in white robes at the head of the hall.

Only the sound of the Dao was heard:

"The so-called divine principle does not lie in having great supernatural powers, but in conforming to the order and wielding the power to patrol the heavens. Power can support the heavens, but if it is not supported by virtue, it will eventually collapse; law can create things, but if it is not governed by benevolence, it will surely bring disaster."

"Hercules, with his immense strength, can shake the heavens and support the sky. However, strength alone is not the ultimate path. Transformed into martial arts, it can break through any obstacle..."

"The Earth God, with his great virtue, carries all things and nurtures all life. In my opinion, he has the bearing of a great god and is by no means merely a second-level god. To merely guard a small area and be merely a local deity is to be a minor god, which is ultimately a lesser path. To observe all phenomena, know the changes of all things, and support countless living beings is to be the Great Way."

"..."

Hercules nodded slightly, a rare thoughtful expression appearing on his rugged face. Earth God stroked his beard, deep in thought, his eyes seeming to hold the flow of mountains and rivers.

Su Ran continued his lecture, quoting extensively from classical texts and speaking eloquently. He spoke of the beginning of heaven and earth to the birth and death of galaxies, of the three thousand worlds within a grain of dust to the entanglements of cause and effect in a single thought. The gods sometimes frowned in deep thought, and sometimes suddenly enlightened; the atmosphere in the hall was both solemn and exhilarating.

Another half hour passed before the lesson was finished. Hercules stood up, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said in a booming voice, "What the Immortal Master taught me today has enlightened me greatly. I still need to carefully contemplate the distinction between 'proving the Dao with strength' and 'carrying the Dao with virtue' when I return."

The gods bowed and took their leave, and the hall gradually emptied.

After the lecture, many deities seemed to have gained some understanding.

Naturally, many deities couldn't help but swoon over her.

After all, the scene of a celestial being above all the gods listening to his teachings would make any woman yearn for it.

However, after Su Ran finished speaking, her figure vanished into thin air.

In the blink of an eye, they had arrived at the back garden of the mansion. The garden was beautiful, with white cranes and shallow water, and was full of spiritual energy.

It was an excellent location specially selected by the divine realm, a residence built specifically for Su Ran.

With a slow, deliberate breath, Su Ran finally found a moment of peace, and just as she picked up a cup of warm tea to take a small sip.

Suddenly, a jade pendant in his sleeve trembled slightly, ripples with a soft golden light.

That was a divine message.

Su Ran's divine sense probed slightly—in an instant, a gentle, crystal-clear voice rang out in his consciousness, carrying a hint of solemnity and a touch of warmth:

"Greetings, my dear son-in-law. I have heard that you have been teaching for several days and are quite tired. I feel sorry for you. Therefore, I have prepared a banquet at the Nine-Jeweled Glazed Pagoda, with delicious food, so that we, as father-in-law and son-in-law, can have a good drink. I hope you will attend and reminisce about our old friendship. The pagoda is cleared and ready to welcome you. I only hope that you can spare some time to come."

It was Ning Fengzhi's voice.

The voice of that old friend, who rose step by step from the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to the position of god, still carried the same humility and composure as before. But now, behind that humility lay the glory of the divine realm, shrouded in nine-colored divine light.

Su Ran withdrew his divine sense, stood with his hands behind his back in front of the hall, gazing at the celestial mountains and pavilions floating in the sea of ​​clouds, his fingertips caressing the jade tablet, and after a moment, he raised his sleeve and waved it.

A white robe transformed into a feathered garment, and cloud-like shoes shimmered with light. A beam of clear light shot into the sky from the Immortal Master's Mansion, heading eastward toward the Divine Realm.

The Nine-Treasure Glazed Pagoda is located in the eastern corner of the divine realm. It was formed by Ning Fengzhi after he became a god by condensing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with the divine light of the Nine-Treasure Glazed Pagoda. The pagoda is nine stories high, crystal clear, and its glazed tiles reflect seven-colored divine light, making it look like a frozen rainbow from afar.

Inside the tower.

Ning Rongrong, still somewhat worried, looked at the refined-looking middle-aged man and said:

"Dad, can my husband come?"

"Previously, the five God-Kings of the Divine Realm Committee prepared a grand banquet for him, but my husband declined. He won't give them face."

Ning Fengzhi, confident and composed, smiled and said:

"Nowhere else can my father compare to those god-kings."

"But in this matter, Dad's status is higher than any of theirs."

"Girl, don't worry. Although Master Su is indifferent to worldly affairs and quiet, he is a polite person. If nothing major happens, he will definitely come when I invite him."

Just kidding, if the father-in-law invites the son-in-law, how could the son-in-law not show up?

That would be extremely rude.

This is only because the other party is the Immortal Master Su Ran. If it were anyone else as the son-in-law, and they dared to delay even a little, you'll see if I, Ning Fengzhi, would teach them a lesson!

"Dad~" Ning Rongrong was still a little worried.

Ning Fengzhi urged:

"Alright, alright, girl, go back to your room first, take a bath and change your clothes, dress up nicely, preferably look like a newlywed. Tonight, your father and your two grandfathers will definitely send Master Su to your room so you can fulfill your dream."

Upon hearing this, even Ning Rongrong, with her thick skin, couldn't help but blush.

In this world... what father would advise his daughter on bedroom arts?

But... well, to be honest... if her father could really bring her husband over, then she... cough cough, she would be very happy to do so.

Thinking of this, Ning Rongrong nodded slightly, pursed her lips to prevent drool from falling, and hurriedly went back to her room to wash up.

……

Just then.

When Su Ran arrived on the clouds, two familiar faces, one in white and one in black, were already waiting in front of the tower.

Upon seeing that extraordinary figure, both Chen Xin and Gu Rong, these two old rivals, couldn't help but smile:

"The arrival of Immortal Master Su is an honor to our humble abode! Please come in, Immortal Master Su. We were overjoyed to hear you were coming!"

"Sword God, Imperial God, it's been quite a while," Su Ran greeted with a slight smile.

Chen Xin also laughed and said, "Immortal Master Su is busy teaching the gods and rarely has time to spare. But Old Bones and I have nothing to do. When we have nothing to do, we just stand outside the Immortal Master's Academy to pay our respects, just like the other gods. We saw him the other day."

Upon hearing this, Su Ran smiled helplessly.

Upon entering the tower, Su Ran felt slightly surprised.

The interior of this Nine-Treasured Glazed Pagoda is far more spacious than its exterior appears. It spirals upwards, with each level offering a different view: a cascading waterfall, a secluded bamboo path, an inverted Milky Way, or an endless sea of ​​flowers. Glazed lamps adorn the interior, casting a soft glow, unlike the magnificent solemnity of a divine palace, but rather possessing a refined elegance reminiscent of a gathering of mortals.

The ninth floor.

A graceful figure stood facing the entrance.

Ning Fengzhi changed into a nine-flowered brocade robe, a nine-jeweled glass belt around his waist, and his hair was tied up with a jade crown. Time had not left any marks on his face, but had added a touch of the unique detachment and otherworldly grace of a deity. Only his eyes remained as gentle and serene as they had been in the past, and when they looked over with a smile, it was as if one were bathed in a spring breeze.

Upon hearing the voice, he immediately went to greet him. When he saw Su Ran's graceful figure, his face was filled with smiles, showing how extremely satisfied he was with this son-in-law.

"My dear son-in-law is here! Come quickly, have some tea. Compared to lecturing, which is much more taxing on the voice, I'm sorry to trouble you, my dear son-in-law."

Ning Fengzhi personally poured tea for Su Ran.

It's a sad state of affairs. There are many gods in the divine realm, but they basically don't have any maids or anything like that. After all, the divine realm only has gods. Even the chief god and the god king only bring their relatives and other close relatives to the divine realm. Why would they bring maids?

Therefore, in the realm of gods, one naturally needs to do everything oneself.

It's no wonder that many gods feel it's more comfortable to be a powerful being on Earth than to be a god.

Su Ran, adhering to proper etiquette, accepted the drink with both hands, took a sip, and said:

"Although it took some effort to pay tuition, we managed to keep our promise, and more and more deities have achieved their goals."

"That's true. In my life, I, Ning, admire very few people, but my dear son-in-law, is the greatest among them!"

"Come, come, my dear son-in-law, the reason for hosting this banquet today is that I haven't properly received you since your wedding to Rongrong. Seeing how hard you work teaching today, I took the liberty of preparing this banquet to invite you. Please don't blame me, my dear son-in-law."

Ning Fengzhi invited Su Ran to a large mahogany table, which was already laden with delicious and visually appealing dishes.

Seeing that Ning Fengzhi had gone this far and was also her father-in-law, Su Ran did not refuse any longer.

However, as soon as he sat down, Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong began to fawn over him, and then took turns toasting him.

"My dear son-in-law." Ning Fengzhi bowed slightly, performing the etiquette of a disciple greeting a master, rather than the polite manner of a god-king to a celestial master.

Su Ran returned the greeting, then asked nervously, "Why does my father-in-law perform such a grand gesture?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled and said:

"This bow is for all the gods in the divine realm and the common people in all planes, to thank you for giving the divine realm and all planes a peaceful year."

"I'll drink these three cups first as a sign of respect, my son-in-law, please feel free to drink as you like!"

After saying that, Ning Fengzhi drank three large bowls of wine in one go.

Having already acted this way upon seeing his father-in-law, how could Su Ran not drink?

There were eight dishes, each one exquisite, made from rare spiritual ingredients from the divine realm; the wine was a pot of crystal-clear brew, the liquid as clear as crystal, and when poured into a cup, it rippled with layers of nine-colored halos.

Su Ran was also a man of strong character. When his father-in-law drank three large bowls, he directly drank from the pot, showing his respect for him.

The two raised their glasses and drank together. The wine was warm and smooth as it entered their throats, spreading like a warm current throughout their bodies, leaving a faint fragrance of glass flowers on their lips and teeth.

After a few drinks, Ning Fengzhi put down his glass, and Su Ran's face flushed slightly.

This wine is truly potent; it must be Ning Fengzhi's most prized possession.

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than Chenxin stood up.

This supreme swordsman, usually a man of few words, now personally picked up a wine cup, raising it to eyebrow level with both hands. His voice was deep and powerful, each word clear: "Immortal Master Su helped me break through the shackles of swordsmanship and achieve the position of Sword God. I will forever remember this kindness. I will drink three cups first, and Immortal Master may drink as you please!"

Tilting the glass slightly, the wine enters the throat.

Su Ran rose to return the greeting, and amidst laughter, they drank three cups together.

Immediately afterward, Gu Rong stood up again. He was slender, but his gesture of raising his cup was exceptionally solemn: "Immortal Master, you have given me a second chance. I have been stuck at a bottleneck for a hundred years. If it weren't for you, Immortal Master, breaking through that barrier, I fear I would never have been able to glimpse the path to the Divine Realm in this lifetime." He paused, a glimmer of light appearing in his eyes, "These three cups are to honor your noble character, Immortal Master."

After finishing three cups of wine, Ning Fengzhi poured himself another cup and slowly stood up.

His movements were extremely slow, as if every inch of lifting was carrying an immense weight.

"This cup."

Ning Fengzhi's voice was slightly hoarse. "On behalf of the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Fengzhi respects the Immortal Master. The Immortal Master's kindness to our school is not only about teaching our daughters or enlightening us, but also about the Immortal Master's character, which has made us realize the vastness of the world and the long journey of the Dao."

He bowed slightly, the wine swirling gently in the glass.

"And this cup too. My daughter has been mischievous since childhood, and now that she's married, if she ever misbehaves or does anything wrong, I beg my husband to be magnanimous!"

After downing cup after cup of Jiuhua Qiong liquor, accompanied by a table full of nourishing dishes, the room was practically overflowing with yang energy.

After several rounds of drinks, even Su Ran's eyes were already glazed over, his body was burning hot, and his handsome face had become even more alluring.

In a daze.

Ning Fengzhi, also somewhat tipsy, staggered to the curtain and called out inside:

"Girl, why aren't you coming out and taking your husband back to his room to rest? What are you waiting for?"

"If this drags on any longer, even your father will get drunk..." (End of Chapter)