Cracked Again

The Asura God looked at the Spring God, a faint yet perfectly normal smile appearing on his lips.

Spring, it's been a long time.

Su Qingci was dumbfounded.

As a system that had followed the Asura God closely for a long time.

It said it had never seen this menacing figure smile so normally before.

It turns out that besides mockery, sneer, and ridicule, the other person could also make this kind of expression.

A sudden inspiration struck him.

In other words, if I had written a fanfic about the pairing of the Asura God and the Spring God, the other party probably wouldn't have been chasing after me to delete it.

Su Qingci understood.

Taking advantage of the Asura God's inattention, it took a deep breath, created a small gap, Shengsheng out.

Su Qingci ran to the Spring God's side, opened her two tiny arms, no bigger than grains of rice, and her small, emerald-green eyes were brimming with tears, saying:

"Master, I miss you so much."

Summer God simply reached out and grabbed the Little Flower Spirit that had appeared out of nowhere.

He narrowed his fiery golden eyes and asked suspiciously:

"What master? I didn't know you were among my brother's retinue?"

When the topic of family members came up, Autumn God's mind suddenly clicked.

Oh no, he forgot something.

The servants of the Spring God could not bear the world without Spring God, and those once gentle and devout creatures seemed to have become somewhat strange during the long wait.

Seven years ago, after Autumn God awoke, he went to check on his brother's familiars and found that they seemed to have... turned to the dark side?

However, at that time he completely agreed with their ideas and even praised them.

Looking back now, Autumn God's expression froze.

He hasn't paid much attention to his family members over the years; perhaps they're... alright?

Su Qingci. Why did every single thing like to bully it?

Just because a tiger isn't roaring doesn't mean it's a sick cat.

With a snap, Su Qingci opened her mouth and bit down on Summer God's tiger's mouth. Her two rows of small teeth grazed the layer of Divine Power protecting him, without even leaving a tooth mark.

Summer God felt nothing, after all, it was just a Little Flower Spirit the size of a palm, but he was somewhat surprised by the Little Flower Spirit's attitude.

He never expected that this little thing would dare to bite him.

In all his years of life, this was the first time he had ever been attacked by something so small.

Summer God took Su Qingci off his tiger's mouth, held her up to his eyes and examined her carefully, his eyes filled with a sense of novelty.

"Brother, can I play with this?"

Summer God Su Qingci, who was still being punched and kicked in his palm, and placed her in front of Spring God. His fiery golden eyes gleamed with eager anticipation, his expression as if he had found a new and interesting little pet.

"What the hell are you playing at! Let go of me, do you know who I am? Believe me or not, I'll get God to chop you up!"

Su Qingci waved her little fists, her short arms and legs punching wildly at the air, but unfortunately she couldn't touch Summer God's face, which was so close to hers.

It struggled for quite a while.

So, our System decisively switched strategies, turning its head to look pitifully at the Spring God with its pair of emerald green eyes.

--Host, help!

The Spring God reached out and picked Su Qingci up from the Summer God's palm, placing her on his shoulder.

"Stop it."

Su Qingci sulked and crossed her arms.

However, it did indeed quiet down, but while it did, the other gods did not.

A cold hand snatched it from the Spring God's shoulder. Su Qingci looked up and saw the Winter God's cold face and those silver-blue eyes staring unblinkingly at her.

His eyes even seemed to be shining.

Su Qingci was initially annoyed, but when she noticed the fleeting glint in the other person's eyes, her anger suddenly dissipated.

Hmph, finally a discerning eye has arrived.

Su Qingci stood proudly in the palm of the Winter God, turning left to show off her little wings, then turning right to reveal her white short robe embroidered with small flower vines, striking various adorable poses.

Finally, it put its hands on its hips, raised its chin, and looked proud, as if to say, "You have excellent taste."

The younger brother of the host is not bad at all.

The Flower Tree carefully inserted its thick roots back into the soil, and its branches and leaves tried to close up, attempting to disguise itself once again as an ordinary Flower Tree.

A gentle breeze blew by, yet its leaves trembled uncontrollably.

After the initial extreme fear subsided, a sense of excitement arose.

Its non-existent ears stood up high.

This level of gossip is not something ordinary people can hear.

With the four gods of spring, summer, autumn, and winter, the Asura God, and the Goddess of Beauty all gathered together, this lineup alone is enough for it to boast about to all the other Huahua on Perching Flower Star for a lifetime.

After saying "Spring, it's been a long time," the Asura God didn't speak again.

He was never a good conversationalist; usually, his words were either "asking for death" or "useless." When he did say a few more words, it was usually to reprimand his two troublesome subordinates. He really didn't know how to exchange pleasantries with this gentle Old Self in front of him.

However, Spring God is very good at this.

He always has a way of keeping people talking to him naturally, without making them feel neglected or making the conversation awkward.

The atmosphere between the two gods was perfectly normal, but this normalcy was like a raging storm in the eyes of the Autumn God.

And Summer God... Summer God's eyes were shining brightly at that moment.

--As expected of my older brother!

As the Asura God and the Spring God were chatting, a streak of Flowing Light suddenly flashed across the distant horizon. The Goddess of Beauty flew back angrily, with Flowing Cloud following behind, panting heavily.

A bright red bump was prominently displayed in the center of the Goddess of Beauty's forehead.

"That's outrageous! That's outrageous! Do you even know what you just did?!"

The Goddess of Beauty pointed to her forehead with both index fingers.

Then, he decisively turned to the Spring God, brought his forehead close, and instantly switched to a pitiful expression.

"Chun, please take a look, am I disfigured?"

The red mark left by the flick of the finger was particularly noticeable on the Goddess of Beauty's smooth forehead, but even with a bump on her head, her face was still so beautiful that it was impossible to look away.

The Goddess of Beauty's fingertips touched the swollen little bulge, and her eyelashes drooped suddenly. Her body seemed to lose its bones, and she collapsed straight into the Spring God's arms. But just as the Spring God reached out, a hand caught her Shengsheng shoulder, stopping her halfway.

The Goddess of Beauty secretly opened her eyes and took a look.

I suddenly felt dizzy.

"Oh, is that so? Let This Venerable see just how valuable this bag is."

Before he could finish speaking, the Asura God's fingertip shot out and flicked the bag hard again.

The next moment, the Goddess of Beauty flew away again.

This time he flew even further than last time.

The Flowing Clouds chased them so fiercely they nearly fell apart, finally managing to intercept them outside the atmosphere of Perching Flower Star.

The Goddess of Beauty flew back, but this time she learned her lesson and avoided the direction of the Asura God, approaching from the other side of the Spring God.

"Chun, I've been bullied. Look at him, isn't that going too far?"

With her eyes slightly red, the Goddess of Beauty accused him while pushing the Summer God, who was standing next to the god of Spring God, aside with a thrust of her hips. Then, she grabbed the god of Spring God's arm with both hands, twisted her body nimbly, and snuggled into the Spring God's embrace.

"Ha, This Venerable too much?"

As soon as the Asura God finished speaking those five words, the Spear immediately slashed to the side. As the weapon that had served its master the longest, it was intimately familiar with every subtle change in its master's tone.

This tone usually precedes the establishment of authority.

A sharp burst of gunfire shot out.

A straight crack stretched across the entire planet from the center of the Sea of Flowers, and pink and white petals were flung into the air by the shockwave.

Huahua was so frightened by what she saw that she fainted.

Following that Lucky Star, the Perching Flower Star also cracked.

Planetary internal communication channel:

Lucky Star: Brothers and sisters, I'm resurrected! Thank you, great Spring God and God of Life! I must say, I'm incredibly lucky; I've met several Gods ᕙ( •̀ ᗜ •́ )ᕗ.

Canghai Star: Really? Congratulations! But the great Moon God Goddess also descended upon me before (subtly showing off).

Wine Star: Hehe, the God of Wine even chatted with me! ꒰˶>ᗜ<˶꒱.

Fireglow Star: Ah, you guys are really lucky! Unlike me, if I had to say, I only have one Demigod, and he's been staying home the whole time, saying things like "even a mortal could outlive him," which makes me want to slap him across the face.

Perching Flower Star: Lucky Star, which brother or sister here? My crack is open too, what should I do? Is there any hope?

Lucky Star: Don't worry, don't worry, we'll wait for the Spring God and the God of Life to pass by. One of them has seen it, and the other will be here soon.