The two things War God Feng Zheng is proudest of in his life are these:
First, he has defeated every master under heaven in all four seas and eight wastelands, and has never lost in two hundred thousand years.
Second, he married the woman he loves, the Heavenly Clan's number-one beauty, Princess Jinrong.
The two things that trouble War God Feng Zheng most in his life are these:
First, he has defeated every master under heaven in all four seas and eight wastelands, and has never lost in two hundred thousand years.
Second, his wife, Princess Jinrong, is said to be a powerful sorceress who terrifies the demons in every direction, but in reality she can't lift anything or stand up to a fight, and is a delicate little fairy who cries at the drop of a hat.
To toughen up his little wife, Feng Zheng takes Jinrong along whenever he goes to the Demon-Slaying Grounds, guiding her step by step as she grows stronger. But things never go as planned.
Feng Zheng points at a blood toad. "Rongrong, cut it down."
Jinrong's hand trembles as she grips her sword. "Husband, I don't dare."
Feng Zheng points at a fox demon who bewitches people's hearts. "Rongrong, kill her."
Jinrong tugs at his sleeve, weeping like a pear blossom in the rain. "Husband, the little fox is so pitiful. Can we let her go?"
Over time, Feng Zheng lets out a long sigh.
He had asked too much. He still couldn't find an opponent who could match him, and he hadn't managed to toughen up his own sweet little wife.
Until one day, when the demons ambush him and leave him gravely wounded, with his life hanging by a thread and his consciousness fading, his delicate, trembling wife steps in front of him.
Then, while weeping until her eyes are blurred with tears, she calmly slaughters every demon soldier lying in wait for them.
Feng Zheng: I always thought my wife was far too kind. Turns out I was wrong about her.
Jinrong: I'm delicate, I cry easily, and I'm kind. I was pretending.
A sickly, sweet-faced, black-hearted young Heavenly Clan princess x the straight-laced old War God, the strongest of them all
Theme: Love's beginnings are unknown, but once it takes root, it runs deep.
