Quick Transmigration: The Divine-Looking Host is Always Pampered by a Powerful Boss

All the gods and immortals were focused on Chu Zhuo when Ying Ming suddenly spoke up, only then did they notice that the Venerable Ying Ming was also there.

At this moment, the two are standing close together intimately, and the atmosphere they exude is so intimate and close, like a loving and long-lasting couple.

Without much thought, anyone with discerning eyes could immediately see the unusual relationship between Chu Zhuo and Ying Ming.

Yan Bin raised his head and looked at his father and mother, noticing their unbearable gazes, and felt as if the sky had fallen.

If he had known earlier that his parents were bringing him to see a beautiful woman, he wouldn't have been groping around in his father's sleeves.

Ahhhhh! His appearance!! It must be so messy!!!

Chu Zhuo lowered his head and met the gaze of a small fledgling whose tail was almost pointing to the sky.

Yan Bin immediately lost his previous dejected look and, forgetting all his previous mistakes, eagerly called out, "Goo!"

Beautiful lady, you're so pretty! Can I come here to play often in the future?

Bilan, having understood what her son had said, was speechless.

Chi Yan noticed his wife's strange expression and was about to ask the little brat what he was babbling about when a clear bird call suddenly rang out from outside.

Its sound is distant and resonant.

Chu Zhuo recognized the sound; it was from System 001, and also from Huan Xu.

Everyone gathered together and, without prior arrangement, looked up at the sky, where a huge bird was circling above the palace.

The Phoenix, having successfully undergone rebirth, precisely locked onto the silver-haired, silver-eyed boy in the crowd. With a tuck of its fiery red wings, it swooped down and charged forward—

"Host, I'm here!"

Just before landing, Huanxu shrunk its body, transforming into a tiny bird the size of a palm, and perched on Chuzhuo's shoulder, its double pupils filled with surprise: "Host Chuzhuo, we've finally met again."

Chu Zhuo turned her head and touched the little bird on her shoulder with her finger: "Congratulations, Huanxu."

Huanxu shook its golden tail feathers, its bird face blushing shyly: "Host, my true form has become even larger."

"I just saw it, it's very impressive." Chu Zhuo pursed her lips in a soft curve.

After he finished speaking, he raised his eyes again.

The huge palace was filled with people, and Chu Zhuo remembered every face.

All eyes were drawn to Chu Zhuo, a young man dressed in a magnificent red robe, with flowing silver hair, striking features, outstanding temperament, and an air of arrogance and unrestrainedness.

Chu Zhuo smiled brightly, her lips curving into a dazzling smile: "Everyone, it's been so long! I've missed you all so much!"

The final tone was lingering and melodious.

The glow of the sunset gradually faded, leaving a lasting impression on the boy's lively and spirited expression.

The gods looked at each other, thinking to themselves, "Chu Zhuo is still the same as before, how wonderful."

The return of the Venerable God Chuzhuo brought several days of excitement to the divine realm.

The Chaos Realm opened to the public, and the magnificent palace welcomed wave after wave of friends to reunite.

At the same time, news of the wedding banquet of the God of the Underworld and the God of the First Spear also spread.

The newly appointed priests were introduced to Chu Zhuo and couldn't help but feel curious about what he looked like and how he was so popular that he was "followed" by so many gods.

During this time, Huanxu returned to the territory of the Divine Bird Clan, and then returned to the Chaos Realm, where he found Chuzhuo being held in Yingming's arms.

After setting the wedding date, Ying Ming clung to Chu Zhuo every day, no longer returning to his own Hongmeng Realm. That simple palace has now become nothing more than a decoration.

Huanxu: "..."

Huanxu has been brainwashing himself; he should have gotten used to it by now.

When the Chongming Bird reaches adulthood, it undergoes a minor rebirth. Huanxu failed in his rebirth and was devoured. Not only did he not evolve, but he also regressed from adulthood to cubhood.

Huanxu's mother ventured into the clan's forbidden area and foresaw that her son was about to face a calamity.

At that time, Chu Zhuo destroyed the Great Dao, and his body was depleted, so he fell into a deep sleep, not knowing when he would wake up.

One should try every possible method, first finding a jade bed to nurture the newly formed soul, and then sacrificing one's original power to find a way out.

The innate god's cultivation was vast and surging, spreading outwards recklessly, and the infinite flow small world "entered" Ying Ming's eyes.

Yingming keenly sensed the special nature of this small world. It had unexpectedly "borrowed" some of the power of the laws when Chuzhuo descended to earth, making it very suitable for healing and recovery.

So Yingming made all the plans.

Just then, the patriarch of the Chongming Bird clan approached Ying Ming and sent Huanxu, who had just come of age, away: "Lord Chuzhuo loves excitement, why not send my little cub to keep him company?"

She calculated that Huanxu's calamity would be difficult to overcome, and everyone in the divine realm knew that heaven and earth favored Chuzhuo. Huanxu also liked to play with Chuzhuo. After explaining her purpose, Huanxu's mother decided to try anything, even if it seemed hopeless.

The Divine Bird Clan is divided into four stages: cub stage, juvenile stage, adult stage, and mature stage.

Although Huanxu has reached adulthood, he is still far from maturity. Moreover, his failed Nirvana caused his original form to regress to the cub stage, and his overall behavior is not much different from that of his cub.

During the time Chu Zhuo spent in the romance instance, she and Huan Xu ran around the instance, which was fulfilling and satisfying.

Huanxu reported unaffected: "Host, my mother said that I have survived this tribulation and successfully achieved Nirvana. As long as I don't do anything reckless, my cultivation will not have too many problems. Hehe, on the wedding day, I will pull the wedding car for Host Chuzhuo. Host Chuzhuo is the best. I will be the most handsome and dazzling groom in a grand manner."

Chu Zhu nodded sharply, "No problem!"

Having received the answer, Huanxu couldn't wait to run back to the bird clan's territory, leaving behind the words, "I'll go back and gather my underlings again."

Ying Ming was extremely satisfied with the title "groom," and gently ruffled Chu Zhuo's hair. His long, slender fingers traced down her silky hair, picking up a strand and twirling it between his fingers: "Now that the wedding date is set, what are your thoughts on the style of the wedding banquet, Zhuo Bao?"

"There are so many." Chu Zhuo didn't hesitate; countless ideas had already flashed through his mind in that instant. He turned over and lay face to face with Ying Ming on his chest, discussing with Ying Ming at length, "I want to design and make my own wedding dress."

Ying Ming nodded happily and further suggested, "Yes, after the design is finished, I'll do Zhuo Bao's, and Zhuo Bao's will be mine. We'll take turns."

"We also need plenty of food and drink." Chu Zhuo counted on her fingers several kinds of spiritual fruits and celestial dew.

Ying Ming nodded again: "Let's go together."

Chu Zhuo glanced around: "And there are all sorts of fresh flowers used for decoration..."

After explaining part of the process, Chu Zhuo's mouth was a little dry. He sat up from Ying Ming's chest and took a sip of fruit wine.

He savored the taste for a moment, then continued, "And the silks and satins used to decorate the wedding cars, the banquet venue..."

Fruit wine is not easy to get drunk on, but he took a sip here and there, and before he knew it, he had finished the whole pot.

Holding the wine jug high, not a single drop came out. Chu Zhuo brought the jug to his ear, twisted his wrist, and shook the jug to make sure there was no sound of water flowing inside. He sighed deeply, "Ying Ming, no more wine?"

When the boy called out Ying Ming's name, he did so with a playful air, his tone filled with surprise mixed with a hint of bewilderment and confusion.

Ying Ming raised an eyebrow slightly, twisted Chu Zhuo's chin with his fingers, and glimpsed his hazy pupils, the silver light shimmering with a misty haze like the smell of alcohol, and his cheeks flushed with a light blush that was gradually deepening, making him extremely beautiful.

He attracts attention wherever he goes.

Ying Ming's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he understood immediately: "Drunk?"

As Chu Zhu pondered the question, he seemed to hear the sound of drums in his ears. As he answered, he shook his head from side to side: "Yeah, I'm drunk."

Witnessing his inconsistent words and actions, Ying Ming couldn't help but chuckle, his voice low and pleasant as he leisurely inquired, "Zhuobao, you're drunk, but you're shaking your head. What does that mean?"

"Did I shake my head? I didn't." Chu Zhu muttered to herself, her stunning face filled with confusion. "I think I heard a thumping sound..."

After saying that, he slightly shook his head, trying to concentrate his drunken mind.

It seems we've found the source; it's right behind my head.

Chu Zhuo turned to her side, tilting her head slightly as she nestled against Ying Ming's chest, a look of delighted surprise on her face as she discovered a secret. Her tone was excited, mimicking the sounds she heard, her mouth opening and closing: "Here it is, plop plop!"

Ying Ming: "..."