Water God

The Goddess of Beauty, who had been listening intently with her eyes shining brightly, spotted him immediately. He hadn't felt a surge of excitement all day.

At this moment, the God of Spring God took the initiative to extend an invitation.

He seemed to be illuminated, his eyes shining brightly, and the corners of his lips involuntarily turned up.

Hey buddy, come quick! Come quick! We need everyone here so we can get things going!

In the name of the Goddess of Beauty, he declared: Today, rumors will spread.

Some might ask, "Isn't this your Old Self? How could you even betray yourself?"

Upon hearing this, the Goddess of Beauty raised an eyebrow and declared confidently:

"Times have changed. In the past, when people from the same hometown met, their eyes would fill with tears. Now, when they meet, they stab each other in the back."

Of course, their relationship is definitely closer than that.

Anyway, even if you cause a huge disaster, you won't be killed; even if you capsize your boat, you won't drown. At worst, you'll just be hunted down for a while.

No matter how much you act recklessly, you won't die.

Someone else asked, "What if your Old Self disagree?"

Goddess of Beauty: Impossible. If they did, then I would have agreed on their behalf.

Who made their relationship one of Old I and Old Self?

While waiting for the arrival of the Moon God and the God of Wine, the Spring God was not idle. He turned around leisurely, faced the other seven gods present, and explained the matter of the Tea Party in a few words.

Finally, he smiled slightly, his tone gentle:

"Anyone who wants to come is welcome. Those who don't want to come can go back on their own. There's no need to force them."

That was a polite way of putting it, but it was also quite straightforward.

However, not a single god left.

The Summer God, Autumn God, and Winter God naturally wouldn't move an inch.

They wanted to be by their older brother's side all the time; their desire was obvious and never concealed.

Moreover, given the current situation...

Their eyes swept warily over the other gods present.

Death God, Goddess of Beauty, Life God, and that Asura God with a distinctly different attitude...

They secretly did some mental analysis and came up with a fact that sent their blood pressure soaring:

Apart from the three brothers, everyone else here was someone who harbored ill intentions towards their older brother!

Damn it!

Alarm bells rang in the hearts of the three brothers, and they tensed up almost simultaneously. They had to protect their older brother and not let these treacherous people take advantage of them.

Autumn God raised his hand to rub his throbbing temples, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He knew his brother was incredibly charming, but now the range of that charm was far too wide, indiscriminately sweeping across the area, knocking down large numbers of people with a single blow.

He raised his eyes dejectedly, his heart aching more and more as he looked, his sorrow growing with each glance, for he had discovered a cruel truth:

He can't beat any of them.

The path of physical expulsion was Autumn God before it even took its first step.

Let's try a different approach.

Find someone who's not very bright but has immense power, feign support to use them as a pawn to drive away other rivals, and then slowly deal with this one once the overall situation is settled.

Autumn God narrowed his eyes, thinking that this method was somewhat feasible. He subconsciously raised his head, trying to find a suitable candidate from among the group of people with ill intentions, but his gaze unexpectedly fell on his brother's smiling profile.

That smile was radiant and bright.

Autumn God paused for a moment, then mentally slapped himself, shattering all his previous plans.

Never mind.

If my brother truly has a god he loves, then having another god by his side, another god protecting and cherishing him, seems...

It's not necessarily a bad thing.

Even with these thoughts in mind, a wave of bittersweet jealousy washed over her.

Autumn God struggled for a moment in that surging bitterness, gritting his teeth and telling himself again and again.

If... if there really is such a god, he... he might grant... grant... not that it's impossible!

No matter how unwilling I am, no matter how suffocated I feel.

However, compared to all of this, the three brothers ultimately had only one bottom line: their eldest brother's happiness.

At this moment, Summer Autumn Winter God stood there in unison, each with an identical grumpy face.

Upon receiving the message, the Moon God and the God of Wine displayed different expressions, but both embarked on the path they had taken.

Meanwhile, the Stream God, forgotten by all the gods, emerged from the stream, clear water flowing down his hair. He mustered the greatest courage of his life and manipulated a thin stream to "whoosh" pour it over the back of the Goddess of Beauty's head.

"Where is the Goddess of Beauty of beauty, the Water God...?"

As soon as he finished asking the question, the Stream God's gaze involuntarily swept across the surroundings.

One, two, three... how come there are so many!

The little courage he had painstakingly mustered began to crumble, and his whole body started to tremble.

If I had known this would happen, I should have come out earlier.

At that time, there were only the Spring God and the Goddess of Beauty.

But now... now there are so many gods.

Stream God felt dizzy, and he desperately pinched his palms, his voice trembling, but he stubbornly asked again:

"Where is the Water God...?"

Where is the Water God?

How did this Goddess of Beauty know?

"I don't know how many times I've said it! I'm not that close to him, not to the point where I have to report to him wherever I go. Also, I don't like that kind of forced confinement or love stuff, so I didn't arrest him. Do you understand? I didn't arrest him."

"Besides, do I even need to use this method?"

That's a rather arrogant question, but it's not entirely unreasonable.

What was the appearance and charm of this Goddess of Beauty?

Wanting someone (except for certain gods) isn't a simple matter of snapping your fingers; why resort to such low-class tricks as imprisonment?

He only did it because the Stream God looked so pitiful; otherwise, any other god would have been beaten to a pulp long ago.

As soon as the Stream God finished speaking, the Spear beside the Asura God suddenly swayed.

The gun twisted in mid-air, as if trying to recall something.

Water God? That name sounds familiar...

It twisted a few more times, the cold glint on the Spear Tip flashing as if blinking, and suddenly it perked up, circling the Asura God with a "whoosh".

"Master, Master! Is the Water God the one who came to challenge you to a duel, and whom you ended up hanging up and using as a punching bag?"

The Asura God was taken aback. To be honest, he didn't have much of an impression of the Water God, but he had indeed recently beaten up a god who seemed to have used water attacks as well.

He disappeared, and after a while, he returned carrying something in his hand, tossing the other person to Stream God.

"Is this what you see? If so, take it and get out of here. Also, if he has another brain fart and says anything to This Venerable like 'This Venerable steal someone else's love,' This Venerable 'll tie you two together! So you'll never be separated."

The Stream God was still trembling, but the moment he saw that figure, all his fear was swept away by a tremendous joy. He rushed over, opened his arms, and caught the bruised and swollen Water God in his embrace.

Great, we finally found it.

Now I won't get scolded when I get back.

A look of joy flashed across his face, but then he heard the Asura God's threat and his body trembled.

"Knew."