Rebirth of the Godly Prodigal

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

It was Hong Dali, Hong Dali was back!

“Dali, you… you’re back…” Tang Muxin couldn’t hold back her tears any longer. She was stunned for more than ten seconds. Then, she buried herself in Hong Dali’s arms and pounded on his chest. She cried as she said, “You’re a bad person. Do you know how worried everyone is? Do you know no one had a good night’s sleep during this period of time? Huhuhu…”

Hong Dali hugged Tang Muxin gently and said in a soft voice, “Alright, alright. It’s all over now. Don’t cry, don’t cry. Aren’t I fine now?” The Goddess of Wisdom lowered her head behind Hong Dali. She had caused this to happen to Hong Dali and was somewhat uncomfortable with such a situation—of course, when she thought how she had done it with Hong Dali, she sighed gently again.

The lotus root snaps, but its fibers stay joined…

“Dali, this person is…” At this moment, Tang Muxin had seen the Goddess of Wisdom behind Hong Dali. She asked curiously, “She can’t possibly be…” Tang Muxin was quick-witted. When she saw the Goddess of Wisdom’s looks and her staff, she quickly understood. As she said that, the little squirrel Xiao Hei popped out from Hong Dali’s clothes, looked around, then quickly hid again.

Good! Hong Dali secretly exclaimed. Indeed, with Tang Muxin’s nature, once she saw Xiao Hei, she forgot everything. She exclaimed, “Ah, what a cute little fellow. Let me hold you!” Then, she quickly extended her arms to take Xiao Hei. She kept her body close to Hong Dali. It was as if she was afraid of Hong Dali disappearing.

“Haha, hold it for a while, then.” Xiao Hei was indeed a cute little creature. Even the Goddess of Wisdom liked it. There was nothing special about this little guy. Its only strength was its cuteness—if not for it, Hong Dali’s relationship with the Goddess of Wisdom would not improve so much so quickly.

“Dali, everyone missed you. Let’s hurry up and look for them.” Tang Muxin understood everyone’s anxious feelings. She carried Xiao Hei and took a glance at the Goddess of Wisdom, then sighed—she could tell that this Goddess of Wisdom was likely captured by Hong Dali and that he had already boarded the ship without buying a ticket.

Both of them had alerted the guards on Prison Star. Soon, the guards recognized Hong Dali. They immediately announced through a loudspeaker. “Attention, everyone. Mr. Hong Dali has returned, Mr. Hong Dali has returned!”

Boom! Hearing that, the Hong Family’s area erupted.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh—

Dozens of figures rushed out of the building and reached Hong Dali immediately. Everyone surrounded Hong Dali in no time. “Little rascal, you scared your great-grandfather. Your great-grandmother was almost going to pick a fight with the Oracle!” This was Hong Xingyu. “Haha, Brother Hong. Long time no see. You look better than ever.” This was Tang Zhen. “Young Master, wuwuwu. We missed you so much. If you don’t return, we won’t want to live anymore. Wuwuwu…” This was lackey Li Yang. “Dali… you… you’re back…” Li Nianwei cried before she could say anything. “Our little prodigal is finally back. You scared us to death. You even brought someone back. Good, good!” This was his mother Lan Ruoxi…

“Haha, how is everyone?” Hong Dali was elated. He jumped happily with everyone for a while. At this moment, Ling Feng, who had returned with him, was trembling. His eyes were fixed on a person who was laughing heartily in the crowd. His tears fell. “It’s Grandmaster Tang Zhen. It’s really Grandmaster Tang Zhen!”

Everyone was happy for a while. At this moment, Hong Dali raised his hand and said, “Alright, alright. I won’t say more. Let me introduce these two people!”

Hearing that, everyone had their eyes on the Goddess of Wisdom and Ling Feng. Everyone had noticed both of them. But Hong Dali didn’t say anything before, so they were not in a hurry to question him.

“This is Miss Yalyn.” Hong Dali pulled the Goddess of Wisdom over gently and smiled. She’s my… en, new wife…”

En, why did that sound so awkward. New wife?

“Quick, let me take a look.” Lan Ruoxi took a liking to the Goddess of Wisdom immediately. She went forward to hold her hand and looked at her carefully. “Aiya, this child is really beautiful. Good, very good!” As she said that, she took off a bangle and put it in the Goddess of Wisdom’s hand. “I didn’t prepare anything in my rush, keep this bangle first. I’ll make up for it later on.”

Hong Dali drew a sharp breath and quickly smiled. “This is good enough. There’s no need for more. Yalyn is not that kind of person…” En, making up to the Goddess of Wisdom would mean nothing to her…

At this moment, Tang Zhen saw the true identity of the Goddess of Wisdom and smiled. “Brother Hong, I’m afraid this lady’s identity is not that simple? Introduce her properly?”

“Ah, this…” Hong Dali ruffled his hair, embarrassed. “Alright. I won’t hide from everyone, then. Yalyn is just her alias. Her full name is Lasada Masoyalyn, also the Goddess of Wisdom…”

Everyone drew in a cold breath. It was like a vacuum cleaner.

This beautiful lady before everyone’s eyes was the Goddess of Wisdom? Hong Dali said that she was his new wife, does that mean…

“Well done, rascal.” Hua Yueling pulled Hong Dali over and grinned. “You’re capable, indeed. Even the goddess became your wife?!” It was no wonder she said that. Hong Dali was indeed a little terrifying. That was a goddess, a true blue goddess!

“Ah, this. Hehe, hehe.” Hong Dali said, embarrassed, “It was an accident, a real accident!”

“Accident my foot. Our Dali is very capable.” Hong Xingyu beamed. “Well done, rascal. You’re a Hong Family descendant, indeed!”

Hong Weiguo was instantly embarrassed. It seemed he didn’t have many wives—then, Lan Ruoxi pulled his ear.

“As for this gentleman,” Hong Dali quickly diverted everyone’s attention. “This is Ling Feng. Brother Tang, he’s closely related to you, hehe.”

“Oh?” Tang Zhen smiled, then looked at Ling Feng. “You’re a descendant of Wushen Palace, right? Not bad, you have the bearing This Tang had back then.”

“Wushen Palace descendant disciple Ling Feng, greets Grandmaster Tang Zhen!” Ling Feng immediately went down on his knees and bowed. His voice trembled with excitement.

“Haha, dispense with formalities. Quick, get up.” Tang Zhen dragged his hand lightly and Ling Feng stood up naturally.

“Alright, let’s go in first.” Other than Tang Zhen and the Goddess of Wisdom, the most senior Hong Xingyu laughed and said, “Dali just returned. Let’s not disturb his conversation with his wives.”

“Yes, understood!” Everyone dispersed immediately, winking at Hong Dali before they left.

Then, Lan Ruoxi pulled Hong Dali over and said something that stumped him, “Rascal, we’ll accompany Yalyn. Spend some time with Nianwei. She’s pregnant!”