Douluo; Zhongli Adventures in Mortal World with Paimon

"Who exactly is that young man?"

Everyone was puzzled. Could they have encountered a major figure?

Their doubts reached the guards' ears.

Perhaps feeling pleased, one of the guards smiled and explained to the crowd.

"This person is not just some young man."

"If he wished, he could change the noble passage into his exclusive passage and make those nobles line up here just like you!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire crowd was in an uproar.

After all, the guard had said this in front of several noble lords!

Looking at these nobles, seeing that their expressions did not change at all, the crowd became even more confused.

Who exactly was this person to wield such power?

"Stop wondering. That is Lord Martial God, the Sect Master of the Body Sect, a Guest Elder of the Crown Prince's residence, and the strongest man in the world!"

"Even His Majesty must show him due respect, let alone us."

A nobleman sighed with a wry smile.

It was not that they were being pretentious about using the noble passage.

The existence of a noble passage must have its reasoning.

Ultimately, it was actually for the convenience of commoners.

Just imaginez if commoners and nobles stood in the same line, and a commoner happened to be ahead of a noble, wouldn't conflicts arise?

Different social circles should not be forced together.

This rule was also for the safety of the common people.

Zhongli did not use the noble passage because he himself was not a noble…

Being a Guest Elder of the Crown Prince's residence was just a position.

Only by obtaining a noble title could one truly be considered nobility.

If Zhongli was willing, Xue Ye would be more than happy to grant him the title of a prince with a different surname.

As long as Zhongli did not cause trouble, the Heaven Dou Empire would remain stable as a mountain!

At least, as long as Zhongli was alive.

The deterrence of a Title Douluo was limited because even a Title Douluo could be exhausted and killed by an army.

But the strongest man in the world was different, if he wanted to kill someone, no one could escape!

That was true deterrence!

Even if he couldn't kill everyone, couldn't he at least eliminate the key figures?

Hearing these words, the crowd gasped, making an extraordinary contribution to the warming of the Extreme North.

They had never expected that the person standing in line with them to enter the city was actually the Martial God Douluo!

They had heard some stories about this man.

"Rumor has it that Lord Martial God is kind and approachable. Whether commoners, nobles, or soul masters, he can talk to anyone."

"Not only that, but Lord Martial God is also proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and etiquette!"

"He is highly revered among the younger generation of nobles in Heaven Dou City!"

"It is said that when Lord the Martial God played a tune, a stone flute shattered, as if it couldn't bear the cause-and-effect contained in the melody!"

"The music was beautiful, sorrowful, and full of suffering… unbearable suffering!"

"You heard it yourself?"

"I'm not a noble, how could I possibly hear it? This was all spread by the younger generation of nobles."

"Speaking of those young nobles, it seems that after listening to Lord Martial God's music, they've all changed!"

Those once known as hedonistic wastrels were now referred to as young masters and ladies, exuding the grace of noble families.

Some of their actions had even shocked the world.

One noble abandoned his family, abolished his martial soul and soul power, just to become a chef and quietly pursue his passion for cooking.

Starting from scratch, he had now become a famous restaurant owner and chef in Heaven Dou City.

His success was largely due to his family not sabotaging him. His father even secretly supported him.

Otherwise, how could it have been so easy?

Another "hedonistic noble" was just as unconventional, his dream was to become a fashion designer!

Having learned from the previous example, this one was luckier.

He did not have to sever ties with his family but instead signed a "contract."

If he failed to achieve his goal within a set time, he would obediently return home and inherit the family business.

Thanks to him, women's clothing became more and more revealing, and special fashion items like black stockings entered the market, allowing him to accomplish his goal ahead of time.

No one knew that the new fashion store had the shadow of the Body Sect behind it!

Investing, Zhongli was an expert.

When this noble set out, he lacked sufficient capital and had no choice but to seek funding from a friend.

It just so happened that he ran into Zhongli at a brothel enjoying a musical performance.

After hearing Zhongli's wisdom, he decided to pursue his dream.

When he saw Zhongli again, his emotions were mixed, but excitement was the strongest among them.

He discussed his ideas with Zhongli, and on that very day, he secured enough gold soul coins.

When his family learned of this, they could only smile bitterly.

They had wanted him to suffer a bit, so they intentionally provided him with insufficient funds, hoping he would return home early to inherit the family business.

But to their surprise, he received an investment from Lord Martial God!

For a "small" noble family like theirs, this was nothing short of divine favor!

Inside the city, Paimon flew around, curiously observing the passersby.

They had only been away from Heaven Dou City for a little over a month, yet why were people dressed so scantily?

She knew about the business collaboration, but she had no idea what kind of clothing they were producing!

"Zhongli, won't these young ladies catch a cold dressing like this?"

Autumn had already arrived, bringing a refreshing coolness.

Despite being in the most luxurious Heaven Dou City, there was an air of "poverty", the clothing had too little fabric.

Hearing this, Zhongli remained expressionless.

After all, he wasn't the one who designed these outfits.

He had never expected that young noble to have such talent.

"I don't know."

Zhongli shook his head and continued, "But if you look at these young men, their eyes are telling you not to meddle."

"???"

Paimon was stunned, her mind momentarily blank.

"Zhongli, you can even read what people are thinking just from their eyes?"

"That's amazing!"

Zhongli: "…"

Wasn't it obvious?

When would men ever not be interested in beauty?

Fortunately, he was a god and had no thoughts about such things.

"Greetings, Lord Martial God!"

When the people recognized Zhongli and Paimon, their bodies trembled, and they hurriedly cupped their hands and bowed slightly in salute.

As expected of Lord Martial God, he truly understood them!

Their gazes had indeed conveyed that exact meaning earlier.

These new outfits were not only loved by women, but also by men who enjoyed gifting them to their beloved women.

That "hedonistic noble" was truly on the right path!

It wasn't that traditional clothing was unattractive, it was just too complicated and uncomfortable to wear.

These new, breezy outfits were much more convenient.

And people were surprisingly quick to accept them.

"There's no need for formalities."

Zhongli waved his hand casually, lifting everyone up.

"Lord Martial God truly lives up to the rumors, so approachable."

"Unlike Poison Douluo, even from a distance, you can feel his domineering aura, and his face clearly says 'stay away'."

The crowd thought to themselves but dared not voice such opinions.

Zhongli was someone they couldn't afford to offend, and neither was Dugu Bo.

If they spoke recklessly, they wouldn't even know how they had died.

Just then, a voice called out:

"Guest Elder, what are you doing?"