An Unparalleled Book
"Desire! Why are you hogging yourself again!"
A loud shout pierced the Sea of Stars, God of Lies appeared out of nowhere, rushing to the Asura God grabbing his other leg.
It must be said that although the God of Desire seemed to have no room for anything other than color in his mind, he was still quite fast in tracking the movements of the Asura God.
He's really no match for him.
While inwardly criticizing the unreliability of the God of God of Desire of God of Lies was simultaneously learning from the other party to take advantage of others.
--This is the leg of the Asura God.
--Not just anyone can hug you.
Actually, the God of Lies wasn't always like this.
He was once a Siwen scoundrel, valuing manners and dignity.
However, the God of Desire was simply too "excessive".
He offered himself as a bedmate more than 90,000 times, and even after being slapped away, he would still run back with a smile... His deeds are too numerous to mention.
The saying goes, "One who stays near vermilion gets stained red, and one who stays near ink gets stained black."
The God of Lies was thus led astray by the God of Desire.
It's gotten to the point where his shamelessness rivals that of the God of Desire.
The Asura God lowered his head, looked at the God of Desire hanging on his left leg, and then at the God of Lies hanging on his right leg. Then, he stretched out both hands, grabbed one by the back of his collar, and lifted the two sticky things off his legs.
He grabbed the two gods and asked, "Tell This Venerable, what's the difference between raising you and raising two dogs?"
After asking the question, the Asura God didn't care about their answer and casually tossed the two gods aside.
"This Venerable leaving."
The Asura God spoke to the Goddess of Beauty, then turned his head to look at the Spear that was still reminiscing with the Dark Night.
Receiving a look from its master, the Spear spun around without a word, sending Dark Night flying towards Goddess of Beauty.
Then, it flew back to the Asura God with a whoosh.
Dark Night was swatted away by his own brother's gun and landed next to the Goddess of Beauty.
However, Dark Night stated that he did not blame the other party.
What could its brother have done wrong?
It's just that their survival instinct is too strong.
Ever since it was shattered by the Asura God's flick of the finger, Dark Night realized that its own god was the best. Not only would the god not shatter it, but it would also give it its favorite petting.
It affectionately rubbed against the back of the Goddess of Beauty's hand, abandoning the idea of competing with its own brother.
"Goodbye."
The Goddess of Beauty waved to the Asura God, watching the white-haired, red-eyed figure disappear into the depths of the Sea of Stars along with the Asura Clan, the Spear, and the two Evil Gods who had been thrown out but then flew back on their own.
As he was about to leave, he suddenly noticed a small booklet floating not far ahead.
The booklet's cover prominently displayed a line of large, gold-embossed characters.
--The Sickly Asura God and His Frenzied Subordinate
The Goddess of Beauty's gaze fell on the cover, and in just one glance, her eyes gleamed with intense interest.
He casually flipped open the booklet.
As the Goddess of Beauty read page by page, turning the pages faster and faster, the curve of her lips deepened.
After turning the last page, the Goddess of Beauty snapped the booklet shut, tapped her fingertips twice on the cover, and chuckled:
"This is clearly written by the system. It's really interesting."
The Goddess of Beauty slipped the booklet into her sleeve, her beautiful eyes curving slightly, revealing an undisguised wickedness:
"How can such an interesting book be read by a god like me?"
"After all, good books are meant to be shared."
If word gets out that the Old Self is unmoved by me, he'll definitely be chasing after me every day.
The God of Desire and the God of Lies were very happy along the way.
However, as the God of Desire flew along, he felt that something was amiss.
He carefully recalled the entire process that had just occurred.
--Sucking up to powerful figures and secretly taking advantage of others.
One more thing, Asura God's legs are really beautiful.
Suddenly, the God of Desire's mind was filled with content unsuitable for children. After drifting off for a while, he pulled his altered thoughts back.
Asura God's legs are so strong...
The God of Desire pulled them back again.
After he gained a small advantage, he was picked up, questioned, and thrown out... The process was correct, and every step was taken.
But the God of Desire always felt that something was missing.
He went over it in his mind again, and suddenly realized:
This time, we didn't get a slap from Asura God.
In the past, every time he went up to him, he would inevitably get slapped away, but this time, Asura God simply picked him up and threw him aside without slapping him.
Something's not right, something's really not right!
So the God of Desire flew back to the Asura God and said:
"Asura God, I've already figured out the answer to that question. Raising us is naturally different from raising dogs. First of all, we're much better looking than dogs. Secondly, and most importantly, dogs can't warm your bed like I can."
No sooner had the words left his mouth than a crisp "snap" rang out, and the God of Desire transformed into a shooting star and flew away.
The God of Desire in the sky patted the rickety little crown on his head with a contented smile.
--That's right, that's the complete process.
However, as they flew, the God of Desire suddenly realized a serious problem:
Wait a minute, the Asura God rarely doesn't hit him, so why would he deliberately ask for a beating?
The God of Desire stroked his smooth chin, lost in thought as he flew through the air.
After a short while, he got tired of thinking about it.
It's pointless.
The God of Desire reached for his waist, wanting to touch the "unparalleled book" that had recently been circulating wildly among the Evil Gods, intending to take this opportunity to read it carefully once more.
This groundbreaking work first appeared from some obscure corner, and by the time it reached the hands of the God of Desire, almost Evil God he knew already possessed a copy.
It's such a loss, such a huge loss.
He only just discovered this wonderful and extraordinary book.
The God of Desire stated that Mingming was the closest god to the Asura God, and should logically be the first to obtain it.
The God of Desire thought to himself, but his fingers reached for nothing at his waist.
--Huh?
He clearly left it here; it's such a big booklet, how did it go?
The God of Desire's expression hardened, his mind rapidly replaying the scene from just moments ago, his memory freezing on a very brief fragment:
The moment he flew out, the booklet slipped from his waist and landed right at the feet of the Asura God.
Fortunately, it landed face down in front of Asura God, so the large gold lettering on the cover was not seen. Moreover, Asura God did not pick it up when he left, clearly showing no interest in this inconspicuous little booklet.
The God of Desire breathed a long sigh of relief and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
--It's alright, it's alright.
If the Asura God were to discover the contents of that book, given his temper, he would likely drag out the mysterious author and stab him to death with a single spear thrust.
What will he watch in the future?
Such wonderful content, if it stops updating, where will he go to cry?