In the Divine Realm, it was noon.
Fu Ye and Ling Hua had slept until midday. Unbeknownst to Ling Hua, the Goddess of Lust had also been present during her intimate moments with Fu Ye the previous night.
However, a new guest arrived at Ling Hua's tranquil residence that day.
At 2:15 in the afternoon, an elegant girl in a white dress adorned with golden trimmings slowly peeked her head in from outside the door.
"Sister Ling Hua, I've come to play with you."
At that moment, Fu Ye and Ling Hua were just about to comfortably enjoy some snacks and afternoon tea. But before they could start, they heard a girl's voice, sweet as a lark's song.
"It's Sister Qian Xun!"
Upon hearing the voice, Ling Hua immediately turned towards the door and, sure enough, saw a stunning girl whose entire being radiated nobility and elegance.
"Wow, I thought I'd never see you again!"
Ling Hua stood up and directly embraced the other party, who gently patted Ling Hua's back in return.
"Don't worry. Even if I were to leave, I would definitely come and bid you farewell first."
However, when Fu Ye saw the girl, a figure instantly surfaced in his mind.
Qian Renxue!
With her blond hair and blue eyes, and an aura of nobility permeating her entire being, Fu Ye knew this must be the Angel Goddess whose divine throne inheritance had been abandoned by Qian Renxue after his persuasion.
"Eh? Sister Ling Hua, have you found a new boyfriend?"
There was also a hint of surprise in the Angel Goddess's eyes upon seeing Fu Ye for the first time. After all, it was her first time encountering a man with such perfect looks and physique. Upon closer inspection, she couldn't find a single flaw in him.
"Sister Ling Hua, this is my husband, Fu Ye. Although he inherited the other half of my godhood, his current strength is that of a genuine 2nd class god!"
Ling Hua said this as she introduced Fu Ye to Qian Xun.
After hearing Ling Hua's introduction, Qian Xun couldn't help but regard this handsome young man more highly.
To break through the inherent limits of his divine position as soon as he arrived in the Divine Realm meant his future prospects were undoubtedly limitless! She felt happy that her good sister had found such an excellent husband.
But at the mention of a husband, the Angel Goddess, Qian Xun, expression grew somewhat unhappy. After all, back then, she had saved people from danger, gathering the hopes of all the continent's beings to become the Angel Goddess and eradicate the evil soul masters and those bloodthirsty, murderous soul beasts.
Yet, even after becoming a god, she had never met a man she truly liked.
Originally, she had considered passing on her godhood and then traveling the world to see if she could find the love of her life.
However, now her intended successor, who was on the verge of completing the godhood trial, had vanished without a trace! She couldn't even contact her priest!
Annoying! Deeply annoying! Extremely annoying!
Now, the only person she could complain to was her good sister, the Goddess of Music.
Although the Goddess of Music was only a 3rd Class goddess, she had taken great care of Qian Xun when she first arrived in the Divine Realm, and they had since become close sisters.
"Hmm? So you also came to the Divine Realm from Douluo Continent?" Upon hearing that Fu Ye also hailed from Douluo Continent, the Angel Goddess sat down directly opposite him.
"Yes, I did ascend to the Divine Realm from Douluo Continent." Fu Ye saw no need to lie; there was nothing to hide.
"Then, do you know about the Spirit Hall? And the Seraphim martial Spirit?" Qian Xun looked slightly nervous. Although she was a goddess, she could not interfere directly in the affairs of the mortal world.
"I know of them. The high priest of the Spirit Hall possesses a six-winged Seraphim martial spirit." Under the Angel Goddess Qian Xun's questioning, Fu Ye said a lot of seemingly useless information—whatever inconsequential truths he had observed.
"Ah... Is that so?" The Angel Goddess looked quite dejected, and the Goddess of Music began comforting her good sister.
"Don't worry, Sister Qian Xun. I will ask the Goddess of Life to help investigate what happened to your successor. You don't need to be so disheartened."
The Goddess of Music comforted Qian Xun, but the corners of her own eyes were slightly reddening.
"But the Qian family, which I nurtured with my own divine blood, has no descendants left. My godhood can only be inherited by someone with an Seraphim martial spirit."
"It seems I'll be trapped here for the rest of my life."
As the Angel Goddess Qian Xun spoke, little pearls began to fall from her eyes.
"Wooooo..."
Seeing her good sister crying so sorrowfully, the Goddess of Music quickly shot a meaningful glance at Fu Ye.
Fu Ye: 'Huh? Wait, what's that look for? Her crying has nothing to do with me!'
"Alright, alright, leave this matter to me. You just want to leave the Divine Realm and go out to have some fun, right? I'll help you." Fu Ye truly couldn't bear to see women cry, especially a beauty like the Angel Goddess.
However, after hearing his words, the Angel Goddess only paused for a moment, glanced up at him, then lowered her head and continued crying.
"Even if you are handsome, it doesn't matter. You can't make me leave the Divine Realm. Besides, you're just a 2nd class god, weaker than me."
Hearing the Angel Goddess say this through her tears, Fu Ye's vanity was unusually stirred at that moment.
If nothing else, this Angel Goddess certainly had good taste! To actually notice his handsome face even while crying proved that his looks had truly reached their peak.
Author: 'The peak? More like the peak of your thick skin.'
"What a sweet-talker. Fine, I'll help you out this time."
After saying this, Fu Ye didn't argue further with the Angel Goddess Qian Xun. After all, actions speak louder than words.
Without any hesitation, Fu Ye grabbed Qian Xun by the scruff of her neck and lifted her up.
While she was still shedding little pearls, a golden halo emanated from Fu Ye's fingertips.
"Break!"
As Fu Ye pressed his finger against the divine mark on the Angel Goddess Qian Xun's forehead, she—who had been crying—suddenly felt the constraints the Divine Realm placed on her reduce by more than half!
Sensing this strange phenomenon, she no longer cared that Fu Ye was holding her up or pressing his finger to her forehead. She simply continued shedding little pearls while intently feeling the connection between herself and her divine throne.
"The sense of restraint from the Divine Realm has lessened! It's really been alleviated!"
Fu Ye had immediately deployed a barrier to block the energy fluctuations the moment he acted. After all, what he was doing was absolutely forbidden in the Divine Realm.
Each godhood was meant for one god; unless a god died, their position was never allowed to be vacant!
The Angel Goddess Qian Xun's face was full of disbelief. When she looked at Fu Ye, who was hanging in the air with a helpless expression, she saw no hint of deception.
Thump!
A light knock on her head brought her back to her senses.
"Ouch!"
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Divine Realm, Angel Temple.
A 1st Class god is entitled to a certain number of god officers and attendants. Most of these attendants are fortunate individuals chosen from the finest of their respective eras on the continent, granted the gift of eternal life.
The Angel Goddess, Qian Xun Ji, had also trained two such attendants. They were the most powerful individuals from successive eras, hailing from Qian family she herself had nurtured on the continent using her divine power.
Naturally, Qian Xun Ji possessed a keen eye for talent. In her view, someone with Qian Daoliu's abilities was merely barely qualified to serve as a high priest.
"Miaoyan, Miaoke, these are the twin Kagura goddess, both 2nd class goddess. Miaoyan, Miaoke, these two are honored guests of our Angel Temple."
Standing on either side of the hall were two girls with stunning figures and exquisite beauty. Indeed, they were both masters of angel-type martial souls who had passed Qian Xun Ji's evaluation, though their own martial souls were not the six-winged Seraphim like hers.
Qian Miaoyan's martial soul was the Holy Seraphim. While its light attribute was not as pure as the Seraphim's, it possessed the power of Ultimate Fire.
Qian Miaoke's martial soul was a fallen Dark Angel. It had mutated during its awakening, resulting in attributes almost entirely opposite to that of a typical angel. She wielded evil attributes and the power of Ultimate Darkness.
Seeing their exceptional talent, Qian Xun Ji had offered them the Divine Trial. However, both had faltered and failed at the eighth test.
Even so, Qian Xun Ji, fond of these two girls for their good character and conduct, recruited them to the Divine Realm to serve as divine attendants after their failed inheritance and subsequent deaths.
Naturally, the Asura God and the others were aware of these matters, but they turned a blind eye. After all, they were all witnesses to Qian Xun Ji's immense contributions to the Douluo Continent.
Had she not quelled the riots of the evil soul masters and soul beasts, the Asura God himself would likely have had to descend personally to eradicate that filth.
"Yes, Sister Qian Xun," Qian Miaoke and Qian Miaoyan replied in unison. Their expressions, however, lacked the tension typical of ordinary guards; instead, they simply exchanged a knowing smile.
If one were to strictly count seniority, Qian Miaoyan would be Miaoke's great-great-grandmother, while Qian Xun Ji was the absolute ancestral progenitor to them both.
The common thread linking them was their lifelong unmarried status—the pride inherent to angel martial souls made it difficult for them to accept anyone with talent inferior to their own.
"Sister Qianxun, Sister Miaoke and I prepared many snacks today. Let us bring some for you and Lord Goddess of Music to try." Little stars seemed to twinkle in Qian Miaoyan's golden eyes, and Qian Miaoke shared the same eager expression.
"Very well, go and fetch them," Qian Xun Ji replied. She always felt a slight peculiarity when looking at these two descendants. Having never married or borne children in her life, it was indeed strange to have gained descendants due to a moment of past leniency.
Just then, a voice brimming with joy and excitement echoed from the entrance of the Angel Temple.
"Sister Qianxun! I've come to see you!"
However, upon hearing this voice, Angel Goddess Qian Xun Ji's expression instantly turned somewhat strange.
"Oh? I didn't expect Sister Qianxun to have guests today."
A beautiful figure appeared before Fu Ye and the others, and Fu Ye himself was taken aback by the other party's attire.
A green and gold miniskirt, twin black ponytails cascading down her back, one black and one dark green knee-high sock, and black leather boots.
Although her figure was just beginning to blossom, she radiated vibrant vitality and energy. However, her head was covered by a large, round soul tool, which displayed different dynamic expressions corresponding to her mood.
"Little Envy, what brings you to my place today?"
That's right, this was the Goddess of Envy.
A trace of awkwardness flashed across the Angel Goddess's face. After all, her visitor always tended to spout rather inexplicable things whenever she came.
"Oh my, it's because the Master is urging us to investigate, saying there might be some strange mortals intruding into the Divine Realm."
As she spoke, her gaze swept around the room. When her eyes fell upon Fu Ye, the expression on her soul tool faceplate shifted to one of confusion.
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But soon, her expression changed quite vividly.
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"Who are you? Why doesn't this goddess know you? And... why are you so handsome!?"
Hearing the words of the Goddess of Envy, Fu Ye sighed inwardly. Truly, these goddesses of the Divine Realm had such good taste! If one person called him handsome, it might be a coincidence, but what if two or three said so? Then he must genuinely be handsome!
"Ahem! My name is Fu Ye. I only ascended to the Divine Realm the day before yesterday."
However, the Goddess of Envy paid no heed to Fu Ye's words and simply stared at him intently.
"So handsome... he definitely can't be a good person! I'm taking this newly ascended 2nd class god, Fu Ye, back for some training—ahem, I mean, for interrogation. I'll return him to you tomorrow."
Having said this, the Goddess of Envy grabbed Fu Ye's arm and attempted to drag him away from the temple.
Fu Ye was utterly stunned by this unbelievable maneuver. 'It's not my fault for being handsome, sister!'
Fortunately, Ling Hua reacted swiftly and grabbed Fu Ye's other arm.
"Goddess of Envy, he is my husband. I will not allow you to take him away."
Ling Hua was not particularly familiar with the Goddess of Envy. Although they belonged to the same faction, their interactions had been limited.
"Humph! He's so handsome and looks like he possesses important intelligence! Sister Ling Hua, let go, or don't blame me for obtaining an unconditional arrest warrant from the Lord God of Destruction!"
The Goddess of Envy directly produced a token imbued with a faint aura of destructive power.
This was, indeed, the heavy-handed tactic often employed by the God of Destruction's faction—when dealing with suspicious individuals, arrest first! Better to wrongly arrest a hundred than let a single one go!
In the end, Fu Ye gave Ling Hua a reassuring look that said "don't worry," and then allowed the Goddess of Envy to lead him out of the Angel Temple.
Finally, they entered her Temple of Envy through a discreet, unknown side door.
But after observing the Goddess of Envy's chosen route, Fu Ye felt that something was amiss. After all, with his current disguise, aside from the God of Destruction himself who might recognize his true appearance upon meeting him, the aura he emitted was genuinely only at the 2nd class god level.
Of course, if the God of Destruction were to confront him directly, Fu Ye wouldn't fear him in the slightest.
As a God of Creation, would he be afraid of a mere high-level God King? What a joke. The God of Destruction would be lucky to survive a single slap from him.
"So, little sister Goddess of Envy," Fu Ye began with interest as she led him into the Temple of Envy, "what exactly do you intend to do, sneaking me into your palace like this?"
Upon hearing his words, the expression on her soul tool faceplate instantly changed.
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"How dare you question this goddess's decision?!"
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[Name: Lu Anran]
[God Title: 1st Class Goddess, Goddess of Envy]
Key Past Events: She was once the most beautiful maiden on the continent. However, while undergoing the ninth trial of the Goddess of Envy, she grew envious of her own beauty and ultimately used a twelfth-level soul tool to conceal her face. In the end, she passed the Goddess of Envy's ninth trial.]
'Well…'
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'How should I put this? It feels like this introduction is mocking her, yet it somehow makes perfect sense.'
The most beautiful girl on the continent undergoes the trial for the Goddess of Envy, ends up envious of herself, and ultimately passes the test.
'Not bad, really impressive!'
'Makes perfect sense!'
"So, why did you bring me here? Is it because I'm handsome and you want to sponsor me?"
Fu Ye wore an indifferent expression. After all, he was truly invincible. Here in the Divine Realm, he was essentially a top-tier boss pretending to be a newbie in the starter village, toying with these self-important bosses, flirting with goddesses, and seducing married women.
Since he was an out-and-out cheater, having fun was pretty much the only thing left to do besides the main agenda.
"Hmph! You seem to know a lot. You should just stay in this divine interrogation room for a day."
However, before the Goddess of Envy could make a move, Fu Ye's figure had already appeared right in front of her at some unknown point.
Before she could even process her shock, he tore apart the twelfth-level soul tool she wore with a single, swift motion.
"Ah!!!! What did you do! You broke my mask!"
Feeling the mask on her face shatter, the Goddess of Envy immediately crouched down, covering her face, terrified that others might see it.
"Hey, do you still remember what happened before you took the ninth trial for the Goddess of Envy?"
Fu Ye's face was full of helplessness. After all, it was just showing her face—was such an extreme reaction really necessary?
"Nonsense! Of course this goddess remembers! Wasn't it just everyone despising me, saying my face was born under a curse?"
The Goddess of Envy paused here, as if she had suddenly remembered many things at this moment.
She thought about her life back then, the thrill of becoming a God, and the Envy, accusations, and abuse from those around her.
"What in the world is wrong with me?"
The Goddess of Envy felt somewhat confused now, and the hands that had been tightly covering her face slowly began to lower.
What was she jealous of? Power? Wealth? Or looks?
In terms of power, she was now a 1st Class Goddess. In terms of appearance, she was the most beautiful maiden on the continent. As for money, she had no need for such trivial things to embellish herself.
So…
At this moment, it seemed she had finally figured it out. The Envy within her vanished in an instant, like a receding tide.
However, Fu Ye could feel the divine energy within her suddenly plummeting at an alarming rate!
"Oh no! This is bad!"
Without a moment's hesitation, Fu Ye stepped forward and placed a hand on the Goddess of Envy's shoulder.
You have to understand, the Seven Original Sin Gods are directly connected to the God of Destruction. Any weakening of the Goddess of Envy's power would undoubtedly attract his attention.
Fortunately, Fu Ye transferred an equivalent amount of divine power into her body in time, preventing the situation from drawing the other party's notice.
"Hoo hoo hoo~"
The Goddess of Envy let out a few deep breaths; she had finally returned to normal now.
That's right, a god's position in the Divine Realm can, to a certain extent, alter one's mentality and way of thinking, let alone the seven Original Sin Gods. Here, the original sin they embody becomes infinitely magnified within them.
Of course, our reincarnated Tang God King—Tang Chuan—was originally like that; his character had nothing to do with the benevolent Sea God or the righteous Asura God.
On the other side, in the Temple of Destruction, the God of Destruction was searching for information and biographical details about Fu Ye from the continent.
But the more he investigated, the stranger it seemed.
He looked up the name Fu Ye, only to discover that this young man named Fu Ye had died over twenty years ago.
Strange! Extremely strange!
System: 'Kid, you didn't see this coming, did you? It's all thanks to your System Grandpa!'
"So, the only reason you could inherit the Goddess of Envy's throne was because you poisoned your uncle?"
Fu Ye was always at the forefront when it came to gossip, but as for picking up girls—that would have to wait.
"Well, my uncle was simply inhuman. He was jealous of my talent and family background. To complete the Divine Trial, he poisoned my entire family to death."
The Goddess of Envy was now recounting her past.
"But it seems he didn't complete the divine trial set by the previous Goddess of Envy. In the end, I killed him. The previous Goddess of Envy saw that I had good talent and sought me out."
Listening to her story, Fu Ye felt her experiences were somewhat similar to Bibi Dong's.
"Later, she chose me as her successor without my consent. It seems she was envious of my looks, which is why she issued that special ninth trial."
After hearing the Goddess of Envy's account of her ascension to godhood, Fu Ye felt she was both fortunate and unfortunate.
Fortunate because she succeeded in becoming a goddess, gaining a nearly infinite lifespan; unfortunate because her emotions were devoured by her own divinity, and her past memories were sealed away by her own ninth trial.
How similar was this to what Rakshasa Goddess did in the SL 1? It's just that the Goddess of Envy wasn't that kind of evil god. Although her methods were still despicable—sealing the memories and certain emotions of the trial-taker—she didn't actually harm the trial-taker themselves.
"What about you? The little mouse who's been making the God of Destruction uncomfortable for days?"
The Goddess of Envy leaned on the table, staring at Fu Ye with her pair of bright, dark eyes.
"No, no, no, you've got it wrong. The God of Destruction is the mouse. I am the dragon that can devour a lion alive."
Fu Ye's description was very vivid. After hearing his words, the Goddess of Envy didn't bother to refute him and nodded quite naturally.
"Fine, I'll believe you for now, since you helped me recover my divine power."
Although Lu Anran's position was still the Goddess of Envy, she had now completely found herself, and her divine power had been replaced with Fu Ye's assistance.
"What a half-hearted answer. But I'm curious—since you're so beautiful, why didn't any man pursue you even after you became a goddess?"
Fu Ye gazed at the face of the Goddess of Envy, Lu Anran—a face the system had given a perfect score—and fell into deep thought.
Lu Anran was momentarily stunned by Fu Ye's words, but she quickly collected herself.
"What? You still want to seduce me? Although you are indeed quite handsome, if you want to marry me, good looks alone aren't enough."
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Fu Ye talked with the Goddess of Envy for a long time, but the conversation gradually veered into unexpected territory.
It ended with her challenging him to a game of rock-paper-scissors, where she lost so thoroughly that she was left wearing nothing but her bellyband.
"Why do I get the feeling you're… unusually skilled at this?" The Goddess of Envy clung tightly to Fu Ye's waist at this moment, her dark eyes hazy with intoxication.
"I wouldn't know. Perhaps it's just your imagination," Fu Ye replied casually, even as he guided her through a series of intricate movements.
"Hey, could you at least pretend not to be such an expert?" Maybe it was Fu Ye's striking looks, or his formidable abilities, or perhaps the fact that she had lost all her belongings to him in rock-paper-scissors—but even after learning that she wasn't the only woman in his life, the Goddess of Envy found she couldn't muster any anger.
System: 'Me! It's all because of me! Those other reasons are nothing but nonsense!'
On his way back, Fu Ye felt utterly relaxed and content, moving with the ease of a fish in water, as if he had all the wealth and freedom in the world.
The palace of the Goddess of Envy was located very close to the Temple of Life.
As fate would have it, just five minutes after Fu Ye departed, he encountered a woman dressed in green and gold robes.
Her skin was as fair and smooth as jade. She was a stunning beauty, radiating an elegant and easy-going temperament.
If Fu Ye hadn't seen her, that would have been one thing. But having laid eyes on her, it simply wouldn't be his style to let such an opportunity pass without striking up a conversation.
However, before Fu Ye could even open his mouth, the woman in green and gold showed a strange, puzzled expression the moment she saw Fu Ye.
Indeed, she was the Goddess of Life—the very one who had voiced her intention to suppress Fu Ye after he had the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King.
"You are…?" For some reason, the Goddess of Life felt an intense sense of déjà vu upon seeing the young man before her, yet upon closer inspection, she was certain she didn't know him.
"Greetings, Goddess of Life. I am the new Gemini Kagura. I've just finished discussing some matters with the Goddess of Envy and am now on my way back," Fu Ye said, his tone perfectly calm.
Yet, upon hearing his words, the Goddess of Life's frown deepened. 'A new god?'
She didn't recall anyone recently ascending to the Divine Realm.
As a high-ranking member of the Divine Realm Committee, it stood to reason that she should have been informed even if a mere God Officer had ascended.
Unless…Seeing the expression on the Goddess of Life's face, Fu Ye knew his disguise had likely been seen through.
A barrier silently descended, covering a 200-meter radius. The moment Fu Ye erected it, the Goddess of Life finally remembered where she had seen him before!
He was the young man from Douluo Continent who had slain the Deep Sea Demonic Whale King with a single sword stroke, and who had later used some unknown method to kill a new god!
"You are—!" Before the Goddess of Life could finish her sentence, Fu Ye's hand shot out and seized her by her snow-white neck.
Simultaneously, Fu Ye directly began sifting through her memories.
What Fu Ye discovered, however, took him by surprise.
The Goddess of Life, who always professed to value peace, had actually agreed with the Evil God King's methods and had even offered her own suggestions???
"Heh. Given your beauty, I was considering letting you go. But your actions have thoroughly displeased me.
"To consolidate their own rule, these so-called God-Kings did not hesitate to use low-level god positions to weaken those human geniuses capable of ascending through faith."
"No wonder the Divine Realm had existed for millions of years without any significant breakthroughs. It was all because of these four God Kings pulling the strings behind the scenes."
That's right, four. The Asura God wasn't so bad.
Since he wished to leave so fervently, Fu Ye would simply grant his wish once this affair was concluded.
As for the remaining four God Kings… Fu Ye had no intention of letting them off easily.
"Urk… Hkk…" The Goddess of Life struggled desperately, flailing her arms in a futile attempt to break free from Fu Ye's iron grip.
All the while, she was frantically sending out mental distress calls, but without exception, every single one was intercepted by Fu Ye.
"Destruction! Destruction! I've found him! Help me!"
"Evil! I've found the man you're looking for! Come quickly!"
"Help? Do you truly believe your calls for help can get through?" Fu Ye used his cheat system to block all of the Goddess of Life's abilities.
Now, aside from her God King-level physique, everything else about her was completely sealed by Fu Ye.
"Never mind. I'm in a fairly good mood today, so I'll pay a visit to your Temple of Life for some tea." Though Fu Ye spoke of drinking tea, his grip on her neck never loosened.
Fu Ye strode straight through the gates of the Temple of Life and found it completely empty.
The reason for this was simple: the Goddess of Life preferred solitude and quiet. As it happened, Fu Ye also favored places that were tranquil and deserted.
The Temple of Life was filled with all manner of miraculous flowers and herbs. Immortal plants that would be considered treasures on the douluo continent grew here like common weeds, though their sentience had been systematically eradicated by the Goddess to prevent them from becoming soul beasts.
Creak.
The temple doors slowly closed.
Fu Ye cast two more barriers—one to isolate their presence and forms, and another to contain all sound.
Once everything was prepared, Fu Ye, still gripping the Goddess of Life by the neck, hurled her directly into the steaming waters of the flower-bordered fountain.
Splash!
Be gentle and kind to women? Such courtesy was reserved for the right people.
For women who sought to suppress him and even harm him in the future, Fu Ye had a whole arsenal of torment planned.
"Gasp— Gasp— Cough! Cough cough!!" The moment her head broke the surface, the Goddess of Life gulped down deep breaths of air, only to be wracked by violent coughs from inhaling the water vapor.
"You scoundrel! Do you have any idea who I am? How dare you treat me like this!"
"Oh?" Seeing that the Goddess of Life, even in her current state, still hadn't grasped who truly held the upper hand, Fu Ye decided he would no longer waste time giving her extra chances.
"I, Fu Ye, despise waste above all else. I make it a point to finish every single grain of rice in my bowl."
Fu Ye's voice ghosted into the ears of the Goddess of Life. Having lived for countless years, how could she fail to understand his implication?
"How dare you!" The Goddess of Life was now fully immersed in the hot spring.
Her thin, gauzy robes clung to her skin, perfectly outlining her flawless figure.
"Of course I dare. If I were the timid sort, why would I have brought you to your own secluded temple?" Almost the instant the words left his mouth, Fu Ye's figure appeared right in front of the Goddess of Life.
"Allow me to help you with the… unfinished business between you and the God of Destruction. After all, I am nothing if not helpful." A faint smile played on Fu Ye's lips as he observed the furious expression on the Goddess of Life's face.
"Please, do resist and struggle a little more. Otherwise, I might feel I haven't been thorough enough."
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