Otherworldly Companions: Every Handsome Man is Extraordinary

Fan Qingyin didn't even need to signal to the crowd.

He closed his eyes and lowered his head, gently pressing the scepter close to his brow. A rhombus-shaped aurora gem on the crystal crown pressing against his brow began to emit wisps of white light.

The light looked chilling, and it was absorbed without any leakage by the larger gem on the scepter.

The crowd fell silent, watching as the enormous gem on the scepter was slowly lit up, emitting a gradually brightening light.

Then, tiny specks of light began to appear around the gemstone. These specks of light, like fireflies, circled the scepter and then danced around Fan Qingyin, making him seem less like an ordinary mortal and more like a fairy in the forest.

"Her beauty is breathtaking," Jiang Yu thought.

"Fancy and over-the-top," Lin Yi thought.

More and more stars appeared, slowly rising upwards. At low altitudes, the stars moved slowly, but as they rose higher, their speed increased, eventually converging into a beam of light that shot directly into the clouds.

At this moment, Fan Qingyin began to chant an ancient incantation in a low voice. It was like another language, but much more complex.

Jiang Yu noticed that the content chanted by Fan Qingyin at the several blessing ceremonies she attended was somewhat different, but she didn't know why.

As the chanting of the Brahma chanted, the pillar of light became almost dazzling, radiating an icy chill. The entire process, from the formation of the pillar to its current state, lasted approximately five minutes. Then, it abruptly extinguished.

Fan Qingyin raised her scepter high and led the people in chanting hymns of praise. Everyone was extremely devout, stretching out their hands to their chests and chanting softly while looking at the empty sky.

On the high platform, the compassionate and holy divine child's gaze was firm, as if piercing through the void to meet the gaze of the gods.

In the square, the devout people chanted in hushed tones, their eyes filled with hope, seemingly unconcerned about the departure of the gods.

Then, divine power descended, bringing blessings to all living beings.

Clouds surged in the sky, and mysterious aurora lights covered the square. Unlike the snow-white specks of light from before, they looked like many crystal-clear diamonds falling from above, yet each one was as light as a snowflake.

The divine power bestowed through these blessing ceremonies by the gods is called divine glory.

They drifted freely, reaching every person, burrowing into their foreheads, and disappearing.

Then people would sigh with satisfaction, as if they had received some kind of magic medicine that cured their long-standing, dark ailment.

There was still a particularly large diamond-shaped point of light that drifted to Jiang Yu's front, like a mischievous little sprite, circling around her twice before finally entering her forehead.

It's hard to describe the feeling at that moment. It was as if my soul had been gently cleansed, as if the world had suddenly stopped, and my mind returned to my body. I could hear the sound of my heartbeat and the flow of my blood.

Then, the five senses are activated, and one can smell the fragrance in the air and hear the joyful chirping of birds in the distance.

Jiang Yu opened her eyes and, amidst the bustling crowd and countless dancing lights, met Fan Qingyin's loving gaze.

He was a man as cold and aloof as a mountain of ice and snow, yet he never hesitated to openly express his love for her. Whether it was the direct look in his eyes when everyone was watching, or the spotlight in the glory that seemed to have been specially made for her.

To be loved like this is truly a blessing.

"What a unique advantage! We can't compare." A casual remark drifted over from the side. Jiang Yu turned around and saw Lin Yi leaning back lazily in his chair, his face relaxed, showing no sign of displeasure.

"This is my first time attending his blessing ceremony. The genius of the Fan family truly lives up to his reputation; he's better than anyone I've ever seen before." Jiang Yu was somewhat surprised by Lin Yi's high praise.

"Xiaoyu, you should participate in his blessing ceremonies more often. He has abundant divine power. In addition to his family inheritance, his own talent is also beyond the reach of his peers."

"He is so young, yet he has already achieved what ordinary divine messengers could never do in their entire lives. When he gets older, his future will be immeasurable."

The bishop position is practically in his grasp, and even the pope... Lin Yi thought to himself.

Jiang Yu hadn't thought that far ahead. She watched as Fan Qingyin walked down the platform amidst the adoration and greetings of the crowd, then looked up at her as if she were about to come this way.

So she grabbed Lin Yi's arm and said, "Let's go find Qingyin."

Seeing her anxious look, Lin Yi pursed his lips, but didn't forget to pick up the basket that Jiang Yu had prepared.

After each blessing ceremony, the divine messenger would feel weak. Jiang Yu was initially terrified, fearing that this theological ritual was draining Fan Qingyin's life force. Fortunately, Fan Qingyin explained that this was not the case, which put her at ease.

"Qingyin, are you tired? You look so pale." Jiang Yu looked at the man who had changed out of his holy robes and quickly pulled him to sit down.

"I'm fine. It was just my mental energy that was used up, not my physical strength. Don't worry, Xiaoyu," Fan Qingyin said gently, glancing at Lin Yi and nodding slightly in greeting.

“Actually, could you perhaps hold the ceremony a little longer in between? I’ve already inquired, and other parishes don’t do it this frequently.” Jiang Yu felt sorry for her husband, and she also felt that it might affect his health.

"His spiritual energy is not depleted; it comes from the wishes and offerings of the people on ordinary days. He is capable of collecting more and more accurate offerings, and the divine glory bestowed upon him by prayers is more powerful."

"The people will have a more devout faith. The purer the power of faith, the more stable the divine power in the world will be. Every prayer will also benefit him, enhancing his divine power and prestige. Weakness is only temporary and can even be ignored."

"After all, divine messengers are personally chosen by the gods, and only family bloodlines can inherit them; their physiques are entirely born for this purpose."

Lin Yi explained from the side that he had done a lot of research.

"That's right." Fan Qingyin took out teacups and poured two cups of tea for Jiang Yu and Lin Yi. "What delicious food did Xiao Yu bring me this time?"

I don’t know when it started, but after the ceremony I always get to eat all kinds of delicious food prepared by Xiaoyu herself. It’s nutritious, tasty, and light in flavor, which is perfect for him.

Unconsciously, I've changed a lot of my lifestyle habits because of being paired up with someone, like now I'm just waiting to be fed.

"These are some sandwiches, including your favorite Mobi fish fillets. I marinated them in diluted mulberry wine and chilled them for a while. They should be just right to eat now." Jiang Yu quickly took the sandwiches out of the basket and handed them to Fan Qingyin.

After taking it, Fan Qingyin asked, "Have you eaten yet?" Only after receiving an affirmative answer did she unpack it and slowly begin to eat.

Unlike Lin Yi, Qingyin always eats like an elegant cat, slowly finishing even the most delicious and favorite foods bit by bit.

Jiang Yu sat there, resting her chin on her hand, watching him eat, and her mood improved as well.