Equals Under Heaven Part 3

Mors and Zhihui enter the wooden temple. There are no chairs in sight, but multiple colorful rugs lay around the wooden floor. On an elevated platform at the end of the room, is a red and yellow rug. A large bell lying next to it.

The windows of the temple are closed, not letting the cold wind of the night enter the temple. The only form of illumination comes from the reflected light of the moon. The old priest walks towards one of the side doors in the room. Bowing down to the esteemed cultivators as he speaks.

"Please make yourself comfortable esteem cultivators. It will take some time to make the

"Soul Paste" for the ceremony."

Tai said as he opens the wooded door, slowly closing it behind it as he leaves the new couple in the room by themselves. Mors looks around the temple, being careful with his steps, not wanting to ruin the rugs on the floor. He might not be religious, but he can't go around disrespecting this place.

Zhihui on the other hand sits down on one of the rugs. Sitting with her legs close as she looks at the walking Mors. She could not help but ask.

"Xiong-"

"Wait, as we are about to get married. You should call me by my real name"

"Real Name?"

"Yea, my real name is a bit hard to pronounce, so I made a name that is easier to pronounce"

Zhihui giggles a bit, in her first life under the iron fist of her cousin, she has been to countless places and to other regions. A foreign name is not that hard to pronounce.

"Alright then, care to enlighten me on your real name? it can't be that hard to pronounce"

"If you say so, my name is Mors Mundin"

"excuse me?"

"You are excused"

Zhihui looks at Mors with an angry look on her face, thinking he is pulling a prank. Because even in the other regions she has been in, no one has such a strange-sounding name. But seeing the 'I told you so' look on his face made her angrier. He really was not joking when he said it is hard to pronounce.

"Can you please repeat it again?"

"Sure, I will as many times as you need"

Mors said as he sits close to her, this time sitting on a rug, being more relaxed seeing how Zhihui sat on the rug without a second thought. The next few minutes were spent as Mors try to explain Latin to Zhihui and how to pronounce his name. It took full 3 minutes for Zhihui to finally learn how to say Mor's name.

As the minute's end, she looks at Mors for a few more seconds. Things were not adding up in her mind. The fact that he knows about [Heaven] stage skills, it's a rogue cultivator and knows this weird language. She could not help but want to know more about him.

Other people will wait for the right movement to ask about their partner's background. Build mutual trust and have a heart-felt movement as they reveal their past to each other. But Zhihui is not like that, well not anymore.

"Mors you aren't from around here are you?"

"Nope"

Of course, Mors had no reason to hide that he was not from this place. He is oblivious to the culture and religion of this region. Seeing Mor's answer without a second, Zhihui could not help but smile. Mor's way of speaking is direct and clear.

A breath of fresh air when compared to other cultivators. Zhihui process this new information as she thinks about the other piece of information she has on Mors.

'Well, first of all, he was not in my past life. He took 'Wars Legacy', and knows a lot about [Heaven] skills. Could he be like me?!'

Zhihui thought to herself as he looks at Mors with shining eyes. If Mors is from the future like her, it would explain his knowledge in [Heaven] skills and of events that will help him fuel his growth. Just like she is doing. Once again, other people will confirm this suspicion in subtle ways.

But Zhihui is tired of being subtle, as she speaks her mind once again.

"Are you from the future?"

"excuse me?"

"You are excused"

Zhihui said, returning back the little comment from before. Mors taken off guard laughs a bit as he shakes his head.

"hahah, good one. But no, I am not from the future. Why you ask?"

"Well the fact that you have so much knowledge in [Heaven] skills and have taken [War's Legacy] is enough for me to question it"

Mors stays quiet for a few seconds as he looks at her, he thinks over what she said as he asks the question back.

"Are you from the future?"

"Yes, I am, to be more precise, this is my second life."

"Holy mother of god"

Mors says out loud as he looks at Zhihui with open eyes. He could not help but laugh at the way things were turning out. He laughs for a few more seconds before he stops laughing and looks at Zhihui.

"We are true equals under heaven, this is my second life as well"

Mors said softly, who knew that he would find someone in the same situation as him. But he knew from the way she talks and the wisdom of this region. She is originally from this world, unlike him who got isekai. But the conversation gets cut short as the wooden door opens once again.

The old man from before walked back into the room with a bowl in his hand, full of a thick white paste. As the old man look at the talking couple, he opens his mouth.

"We can start the ceremony now esteemed cultivators"