Chaos Supreme Reincarnation

"It's me." Zhang Junjian replied calmly.

The man immediately became respectful, "So it's really Senior Zhang. I was blind and didn't recognize a great man. Please forgive me, Senior Zhang. I will report to the clan leader right away."

Not long after, an elderly Qilin tribe member came out and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, how are you? Welcome to our Qilin tribe. I wonder what brings you here this time?"

Zhang Junjian explained his purpose and expressed his hope to resolve previous misunderstandings with the Qilin tribe.

After hearing this, the old Qilin thought for a moment, "This is a long story... Since Fellow Daoist Zhang has come in person, we would like to hear your opinion. Please follow me."

Zhang Junjian followed the old Qilin man into the Qilin village, and they had a detailed conversation.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang! Tell the truth to our Qilin Clan. We are really destined to be together! That is, you should start from the human world of Blue Star. Do you still remember Princess Huahua of the Tianxuan Sect in the human world?"

"Xiaohua? What's the relationship between Xiaohua and your Qilin clan?" Zhang Junjian asked curiously.

After the Qilin tribe leader clasped his fists and bowed towards the depths of the sacred mountain, he said with a solemn expression: "Princess Huahua is the daughter of the supreme leader of our tribe. You are of a high status and are a well-deserved princess! And you can also be considered a prince consort." His voice echoed in the air with an unquestionable authority.

At this moment, the patriarch's eyes were firm and powerful, as if he was announcing to everyone the importance and unshakability of this fact. He exuded a solemn aura that made people feel in awe of what he said.

Around him, everyone was silent, as if they were silently savoring the profound meaning of these words. And deep in the sacred mountain, perhaps there was a flower princess who was listening to all this in a special way.

This scene is full of mystery, making people curious and expectant about the story of Princess Huahua and her husband.

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In a mysterious and solemn Qilin territory, people gathered together, the atmosphere was tense and intense. Zhang Junjian stood in the crowd, his face was firm, but under the scrutiny of the Qilin, he seemed out of place.

An elder of the Qilin tribe shouted angrily: "He, Zhang Junjian, is not worthy of being the son-in-law of our Qilin tribe! Humph! How can a mortal being combine with a Qilin from our divine tribe? That would be a stain on the bloodline of our Qilin tribe!" This statement was like thunder, which resonated with the surrounding Qilin tribe members. They echoed it one after another, with disdain and anger written all over their faces.

Zhang Junjian listened silently, his eyes revealing a firmness and self-esteem. He knew that he was an alien in the eyes of the Qilin tribe, but he was not discouraged. He stood up straight and said in a clear voice: "Although I am a mortal, I have a brave and sincere heart. I love the princess of the Qilin tribe, and I will prove my worth with my actions."

However, his words did not calm the anger of the Qilin people, but instead aroused more doubts and ridicule. They believed that the power of mortals was too small to be compared with that of the gods.

At this time, a mysterious old man walked out from the crowd. He exuded an ancient and mysterious aura, and everyone fell silent and looked at him in awe. The old man stared at Zhang Junjian and said slowly: "Bloodline cannot determine everything. What really matters is the quality and courage of the heart. Perhaps, he is qualified to become a member of our Qilin clan."

This sentence made the Qilin people fall into deep thought, and they began to re-examine Zhang Junjian. Zhang Junjian looked at the old man gratefully. He knew that he still had a long way to go in the future, but he would use his efforts and strength to win the recognition of the Qilin people.