May Five Thunderbolts Strike Me, Where Did This Little Vixen Come From!

Mo and the other Asura Clan beside the Asura God were never even glanced at by the God of Desire.

It's just a race; why should he bother with it?

Don't be fooled by how the God of Desire fawns over the Asura God and the Goddess of Beauty, how pathetic he is, and how he can fly back with a smile after being slapped away. In essence, he is extremely arrogant.

He is the God of Desire, in control of all desires in the world.

Whether they are Righteous Gods or Evil Gods, in his eyes they are nothing more than insects driven by desire.

The God of Desire has no interest in people or gods who have no interest in him.

However, the God of Desire believes that there is only one person in this world who can make him willingly submit.

As for the rest, they were nothing but fleeting clouds to him.

He didn't care at all.

Take the God of Lies, for example. Even though he had spent a long time with the other person, the God of Desire would not be moved in the slightest even if he knew that the other person was going to die tomorrow.

He would only think: If I'm dead, I'm dead. It's good that no god is competing with me for the Asura God.

Although the other Evil Gods have different personalities, they are all quite similar.

They would submit to the absolute power of the Asura God, behave obediently and loyally before Asura God, and perform all sorts of extremely humble acts just to win his Asura God...

But all of this only applies to the Asura God.

Beyond that, they showed no empathy, no compassion, and no mercy towards the weak...

They can watch a race perish before their eyes with a smile, casually instigate a conflict that causes countless deaths, and bloom the most beautiful flowers on the suffering of others.

This is Evil God.

They only care about a very small minority.

And what they exclude is sometimes the entire world.

Wuma Xiu withdrew his hand from the God of Desire and glanced to the side. As usual, every time the God of Desire was swatted away, the God of Lies would approach within a fraction of a second.

But why isn't the other side coming closer now?

--That's a bit suspicious.

Wuma Xiu narrowed his eyes, his scarlet gaze lingering for a moment longer on the face of the God of Lies.

The God of Lies felt a thin layer of sweat trickle down his back from that one look, but he maintained his smile, tilted his head slightly, and conveyed an innocent question with his eyes.

--Lord Asura God, what are your orders?

There's a reason why the God of Lies is behaving so abnormally.

Recently, he read a strange book that circulated among Evil Gods.

He had initially thought the book was just some boring entertainment, but after opening the first page, he was completely engrossed in it.

The contents were so shocking that whenever he approached the Asura God, certain inappropriate images would involuntarily surface in his mind.

In fact, the God of Lies had been engrossed in it all this time, studying it repeatedly without eating or sleeping.

He even considered finding the mysterious author, locking him in a dark room, and having him create content specifically for him.

Unfortunately, that author is far too mysterious.

To this day, he still cannot find out who the other person is.

Wuma Xiu found the God of Lies too suspicious; he was clearly hiding something. Too lazy to bother guessing what the other was up to, he simply raised his hand and, with a "smack," sent the God of Lies flying as well.

He wanted to slap someone, for no reason.

A book suddenly fell from the sky into Wuma Xiu's hands.

Did this mean I got a loot drop?

When Wuma Xiu took a look, he saw those dozen or so words that left him speechless.

He figured out who was behind it in zero seconds.

Who else in this world could write something like this, besides the system inside him that does nothing but write melodramatic plots all day?

Okay, okay!

His initial instructions were completely ignored by the other party.

Wuma Xiu flipped through the booklet and glanced at it a few times.

What started as mere rage exploded after reading it.

He then remembered the booklet that the God of Desire had dropped when he swatted him away.

It exists in the God of Lies, and it exists in the God of Desire.

Judging from the breadth of its circulation, other Evil Gods probably also possess a copy of it.

Anger, an uncontrollable rage!

Wuma Xiu decided to deal with the audacious instigator first. He brought the Asura Clan directly back to the Asura God's Temple and appeared before Su Qingci.

Upon seeing her host appear, Su Qingci immediately grabbed his leg.

"My lord, I was wrong! I won't do it again next time!"

Su Qingci to Wuma Xiu's leg, wailing.

He was thinking to himself: What a close call! I almost blurted out "I'll do it again next time."

"Dare not? This Venerable dare you!"

Wuma Xiu grabbed the other person and threw him aside.

The other party is getting bolder and bolder; he doesn't know how to teach them a lesson they'll learn.

As he was thinking, Wuma Xiu suddenly remembered something.

--Let the wicked be ground up by the wicked.

Su Qingci clutched her head, closed her eyes, and braced herself for the "iron fist of love" coming from her host.

But he found that there was no movement.

Su Qingci lowered his hand and found that his host was looking at him, with a slight smile on his lips?

He felt a chill run down his spine when he discovered this.

As everyone knows, his host has become a Dissociative Identity, and now the Asura God's personality is definitely in control.

Given the Asura God's personality, how could he possibly smile at him?

Oh no, is this some kind of "last smile" like "The Last Supper"?

Su Qingci her resolve and pulled out the prop she had prepared long ago from behind her back.

--A thorn stick.

He bought this in advance from the System Shop.

I specifically chose the thickest and longest one, the one that looked the most intimidating, but was the lightest to hit.

Su Qingci held the brambles high in both hands and shouted:

"My lord, I know I've done wrong. Please whip me as you please! Just don't hold back!"

He shouted with righteous indignation, his expression one of resignation to death, but his icy blue eyes were still secretly watching Wuma Xiu's reaction.

Wuma Xiu glanced at him, casually snatched the thorny branch from Su Qingci's hand, and tossed it aside.

Then, he grabbed Su Qingci and vanished in a flash.

When they reappeared, they were already inside the Asura God's Temple.

Just then, the God of Lies and the God of Desire also flew back.

The two gods bumped into each other outside the temple and stared at each other, wide-eyed.

The God of Desire was initially relieved that the Asura God hadn't discovered the booklet.

As a result, he encountered the God of Lies, who had also flown back, and learned from him that the booklet had fallen into the hands of the Asura God.

The God of Desire cried out in alarm.

The two gods hurriedly returned, having already discussed their lines for apologizing with thorns on their backs, preparing to weep bitterly and sincerely repent before the God of Asura God.

However, upon entering the temple, the two gods froze on the spot.

Their Asura God was holding a...

Something whose nature is unknown.

That thing nestled in the arms of the Asura God.

With black hair and icy blue eyes, she looked quite young, and her clothes were rather exquisite, but other than that, there didn't seem to be anything particularly special about her.

Acting intimately!!

The Asura God himself held it!!

Damn it!!

Where did this little imp come from?!

Even the Asura God hasn't hugged them yet.

The God of Desire stared at Su Qingci, his heterochromatic eyes churning with a tempestuous storm of jealousy.

He looked him up and down several times, then down and up again.

The God of Desire was going crazy with rage:

Where did such a tiny thing come from?

She looked frail and weak, not particularly beautiful, and had absolutely no charm whatsoever!

How could he possibly be qualified to approach Asura God and be held in Asura God's arms by Him personally!

The God of Lies was equally agitated.

He never imagined he would witness such a scene one day.

How could the God of Asura God possibly develop feelings for such a weak creature!