Why Are You So Cold to Him?

In the Sea of Stars, the two Spears gazed at each other for a moment before simultaneously charging toward one another.

The barrels of both guns bent simultaneously upon impact.

They circled each other again and again, the Spear Tips and butts of their spears rubbing against each other affectionately.

The scene was deeply moving.

"Brother, is that you?"

"Brother, it really was you."

The Spear rested intimately on the shaft of the Dark Night's spear, the two spears stuck together for a full three seconds.

As they chatted, the conversation veered off-topic.

Spear: "Brother, it's been so many years. You haven't been used as a fire poker, have you? Your clothes look quite shiny, you've taken good care of yourself. It's just that the Spear Tip is a bit dull. I'll sharpen it for you another day."

The Dark Night was not to be outdone:

"Brother, it's been so long! Why are you so blue? Back when we were in the furnace, we were both pitch black. Now you're as blue as a Gemstone. Did you fall into a dye vat?"

Spear: "Heh, remember how limp you used to be, unable to even straighten the shaft? Now look at you, carrying so many Gemstone on your body. Aren't you afraid of being too heavy and bending the spear at a crucial moment, making you look embarrassing?"

Dark Night: "Heh, it's still better than that gun that's completely bare. It doesn't even have any decorations. People who don't know better would think your master is so poor that he can't even afford a Gemstone."

The two guns, which had just had a touching encounter, seamlessly switched to taunting each other.

You say one thing, I say another, Spear Tip's like Spear Tip.

Neither of them would give in.

Where is even a trace of the warmth of a long-awaited Reunion?

Mo and Si Lin, separated by the clamoring Spears, exchanged a glance and saw the same sense of helplessness in each other's eyes.

For a moment, the two even felt a sense of mutual respect.

Mo reached out and grabbed the shaft of the still-talking Spear, pulling it away from the verbal sparring with Dark Night.

This is their Creation Lord's weapon, it hadn't moved much for tens of thousands of years, how come it's so noisy now?

Although they were caught, that didn't stop them from continuing to make noise.

Dark Night: "Brother, all these years, and you still don't have a name. My master at least gave me the name Dark Night, but what about you? You're not just called 'That Gun,' are you? Looks like your master doesn't care about you at all."

Spear: "Brother, after all these years, you haven't done very well. You're just Clan Leader's spear from a mere special race. Do you know who my master is? It'll scare you to death if I tell you. But forget it, with your country bumpkin look, you probably wouldn't even be able to stand up straight after hearing that."

The two guns clashed fiercely across the void, the light on their barrels flashing brighter and brighter.

Mo couldn't understand what they were arguing about, but judging from their manner, it probably wasn't anything pleasant.

But the gun doesn't have a mouthpiece, so he can't cover it.

Later, Spear and Dark Night completely clashed, neither willing to back down, and ultimately decided to call for reinforcements.

Two beams of light suddenly lit up the Starry Sky at the same time.

A streak of sapphire blue and a streak of gold light appeared, and after the light faded, two figures emerged from the spot.

The moment the Asura God appeared, the Spear flew to his side with a whoosh, almost sticking to his arm.

The Spear hummed and vibrated incessantly, as if complaining bitterly about the evil deeds of the Dark Night.

"Master, you've finally arrived! If you hadn't come, your beloved little gun would have been bullied to death by the other guns."

In response, the Asura God flicked his finger, Spear the spear flying backward a distance.

Then, he crossed his arms and spoke in a cold tone:

"Weren't you so arrogant before? Saying things like 'all the guns here are trash,' how come you're getting bullied by other guns now?"

"Waste."

The Spear felt wronged.

If it were any other gun, it would have already crushed the opponent to death.

Over there, the Goddess of Beauty raised her hand to stop the Dark Night that was lunging at her, her fingers pressing on the gun barrel to stop the other party from trying to rub against her.

The Dark Night felt a little aggrieved.

It just peeked at its brother.

I noticed that its older siblings can freely ride on the ground, so why can't it ride on its own?

Then what it just boasted about was nothing but bragging, wasn't it?

"Stop rubbing against me, you haven't showered yet."

The Goddess of Beauty snapped her fingers, giving Dark Night a thorough wash before letting him rub against her.

"What's wrong now? You call me every day, I've really spoiled you. If it's not important today, I'm not going to take care of you anymore."

The Goddess of Beauty touched the other person.

The Spear Tip in the Dark Night pointed at the Spear opposite, and began to lodge a tirade.

"God, it's him! He's my brother, and he's incredibly arrogant. The moment he saw me, he called me weak and said that if I wore Gemstones, they would bend under his weight. He bullied me terribly just now, you must stand up for me!"

The Goddess of Beauty looked in the direction the Dark Night pointed and saw her Old Self Asura God, and the Sapphire Blue Spear that was clinging to the Asura God and rubbing against him frantically before being flung away by him.

He casually waved to the Asura God.

However, the Asura God glanced at him indifferently, nodded in response, and then continued to reprimand the Spear, showing little interest in his appearance.

--Huh?

A hint of surprise flickered in the Goddess of Beauty's Flowing Light eyes. Having never been rebuffed before, he immediately developed a strong interest in this aloof Old Self.

He flashed and instantly appeared beside the Asura God.

Why are you being so cold to me?

The Asura God raised his hand and flicked away the Spear that was trying to sneak up on his shoulder.

He then glanced at the Goddess of Beauty and said:

"Oh, then what else do you want from This Venerable?"

The Asura God was naturally averse to smiling; aside from battle, he would at most chuckle. Besides, he was used to beating people up, so it was already quite generous of him to nod to the Goddess of Beauty.

After all, he couldn't very well mock this Old Self, could he?

The Goddess of Beauty doesn't think so.

He stepped forward, so close it felt like he could kiss the other person.

The Asura God turned his head, his scarlet eyes sweeping over the stunningly beautiful face of the Goddess of Beauty so close to his, without showing any emotion.

"Let me give you a piece of advice: don't push your luck. I'm not as easy to talk to as the Moon God This Venerable; I won't soften my heart just because you plead. However, if you've offended any god, I can help you resolve the This Venerable."

After all, they are still our own Old Self.

The Spear was stunned upon hearing its master's long speech.

It protruded half of its barrel from the Asura God's shoulder, the Spear Tip swirling back and forth between the Goddess of Beauty and its own master several times.

It never expected its owner to allow the other party to get so close. From its angle, it looked as if the other party had forcibly kissed its owner.

If the God of Desire knew this, he'd probably blown it up by now.

After all, the other party had tried for countless years, but had never even held the owner's hand; at most, they had only touched it.

Tsk tsk.

The Spear sighed, then changed its position.

When the Spear could clearly see the face of the Goddess of Beauty, the Sapphire Blue light on the spear instantly turned pink, and one after another, bright little hearts appeared on the Spear Tip.

Wow, so beautiful.

--How could there be such a beautiful goddess in this world!

Looking at the other party's pathetic, pink-bubble-like appearance, Dark Night proudly straightened his gun, raised the Spear Tip, and felt smug.

--Hey bro, see this? This is my master.

Isn't it beautiful? Aren't you envious?

Dark Night was smug for a while before turning to look at his brother's current master with a condescending air.

Upon seeing this, even Dark Night froze.

Stars began to appear on its gun.

Wow, that's so cool.

--How can there be such a cool god in this world?