They say a single day in divine realm equals a year on earth.
After loading the hidden module into his system, the upper limits for many of the items for sale were significantly raised.
For instance, the super barrier that allows one minute to be used as one day, along with the effect limits of various other items, had all been enhanced.
A sly smile graced Fu Ye's face as he observed the illusion he had crafted. He was confident that the Nine-Colored Goddess, who had been lonely for so long, would appreciate it.
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Inside the illusory space.
The God of Food gazed at the Nine-Colored Goddess, Luo Yan'er, with tender affection. It appeared she hadn't realized this was all an illusion.
However, the Nine-Colored Goddess had known from the start that the man before her was not her husband, yet her struggles were futile.
"You scoundrel! Who are you? Get out!!"
As time passed, the Nine-Colored Goddess found herself sinking deeper into this whirlpool, unable to break free.
"Why the nonsense, my wife? I am your beloved husband."
The illusory God of Food pressed forward while speaking. After a vigorous bout, the Nine-Colored Goddess seized a moment's respite to whisper breathlessly,
"No... no..."
Outside the illusion, Fu Ye discovered the God of Food's diary in the room.
He casually broke the divine seal on it, but the contents were shocking.
The old pervert, the God of Food, had actually rated the other goddesses based on their figures, looks, strengths, and weaknesses, even attaching pictures condensed from divine power.
The one with the highest score was the Goddess of Music, who had previously wanted to bring him to the Divine Realm.
'Damn, this is premium material!'
'The old geezer, the God of Food, was quite the player!' However, as Fu Ye looked closer, he was stunned.
'Good heavens, this bastard actually dared to evaluate the figures of the two God Kings, Kindness and Life!'
'My man is truly legendary!'
After reading through the diary, Fu Ye promptly recorded it all using his system.
The Nine-Colored Goddess abruptly awoke as the illusion ended. The first thing she did upon waking was to check her body's condition.
Apart from a certain dampness, she detected no other physical abnormalities.
This brought back memories of the man in her dream—the one who looked like her husband but wasn't.
When she opened her eyes and saw the face and figure identical to her husband's before her, a flicker of fear towards the unknown flashed in her eyes.
"Darling, come here. I'll show you something fun."
Seeing she was awake, Fu Ye unceremoniously pulled the Nine-Colored Goddess from under the quilt into his embrace.
He knew full well he wasn't the God of Food, and she was aware of it too. Of course, a mere hug was just a temporary indulgence. After all, the illusion he'd created had consumed a significant amount of his mental energy.
However, as Fu Ye flipped through the pages, the Nine-Colored Goddess's cheeks, which had been slightly flushed with shyness, instantly turned ashen.
But when she saw that it included virtually all goddesses above the third class—even the God King of Life and the God King of Kindness—the starlight that once filled her eyes was replaced with sheer hostility.
"You're not my husband, are you?"
The Nine-Colored Goddess's voice was icy. Fu Ye detected a hint of nervousness beneath her cold demeanor.
"Hmm, what else? Do you think your husband, the God of Food, could have created such a wonderful illusion for you?"
Fu Ye's voice was brimming with amusement. After all, this was a desire he had read from her heart. Since he was borrowing her husband's identity, it was only natural to help her address her... physiological needs.
"You scoundrel! What have you done with my husband?"
Hearing the man who looked exactly like her husband confirm he wasn't, the Nine-Colored Goddess was momentarily stunned.
Though Fu Ye didn't know her exact thoughts, he understood her concerns.
"Don't worry, I'm just borrowing his identity to tour the Divine Realm. I'll release him when I leave."
He very comfortably pinched the Nine-Colored Goddess's delicate cheek. Even if she wasn't his wife, he naturally enjoyed fondling cute things.
"So when are you leaving? You can't stay here forever."
Hearing Fu Ye's words, Luo Yan'er felt somewhat relieved. However, they were now alone together, and given the other party's capabilities, there was no telling what he might do to her.
"Help me conceal my identity. It'll take at least a month, maybe three. I can guarantee that unlucky fool, the God of Food, will return safely."
Fu Ye's tone remained light and casual. Then, flipping through the God of Food's diary, he asked directly,
"By the way, are there any single goddesses in your Divine Realm?"
Just then, a middle-aged man in red robes, with a pair of black and red horns on his head, approached from not far away.
"Hey! God of Food! Nine-Colored Goddess! Have you encountered any suspicious individuals recently?"
Hearing the call, Fu Ye slowly looked up at the approaching figure.
"Hmm? The God of Pride. It's rare for you to visit my place after eight hundred years. Has something happened in the Divine Realm?"
Fu Ye was somewhat familiar with the principal gods of the realm.
"Haha! It's nothing major. The master instructed us to patrol and prevent anyone from sneaking into the Divine Realm."
The God of Pride scratched his head. After all, aside from the Goddess of Life, the God of Food and the Nine-Colored Goddess were the only ones who could heal injuries. So, even as a first-class god, he remained very polite to them.
"I see. Everything is fine here with my wife. I recently made some new flavors of jam that can refresh the mind. Here, try some."
Fu Ye casually tossed a magical fruit coated in jam to Pride.
"Munch."
The God of Pride let his guard down. There were only a handful of gods above the third class, and the one offering him food was the God of Food himself.
"Oh my, this is excellent!"
After a few bites, the God of Pride felt invigorated.
After exchanging a few more pleasantries, he took his leave. Seeing the God of Pride depart, the Nine-Colored Goddess showed no intention of exposing Fu Ye.
Fu Ye casually cast a sound-proofing barrier and pinched the Nine-Colored Goddess's cheek with a playful tone.
"You didn't report me to the God of Pride?"
Hearing his words, the Nine-Colored Goddess hurriedly covered his mouth. Only after confirming no one was around did she sigh in relief.
"Although I don't know how you got here, I hope you can keep your promise!"
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