Stuffed into a Sack
"Hahaha, I've finally managed to trap the real body!"
The Goddess of Beauty proudly carried a large red sack.
The sack looked flashy and was tied with a bow; inside was Wuma Xiu, who hadn't even had time to react.
He darted away like a streak of Flowing Light, flying with incredible speed and grace.
Hmph, don't think he acted on a whim.
He had to painfully refuse his mother Su Xian'er's offer to dress him up for this great ambition, and instead came here to wait.
Now that he had succeeded, he wanted to applaud his own cleverness.
Unfortunately, those pretty little dresses that haven't had a chance to be worn yet will have to wait a little longer.
Behind the Goddess of Beauty, the longsword and Long Sword left behind by the Asura God automatically activated their follow mode.
Wuma Xiu shifted inside the sack, and muffled sounds came from between the gaps:
"I don't think you need to specifically take me out to play pranks. I..."
"No, no, I won't let them go until they've corrupted you."
The Goddess of Beauty interrupted him, seemingly thinking that wearing a burlap sack was inappropriate, so she casually tossed the red blob aside and instead scooped Wuma Xiu out of it and held him in her arms.
He looked down at the person in his arms, grinning from ear to ear, then suddenly seemed to remember something amusing, and leaned closer to say:
"Also, I'm a little curious. If you fall in love with me, will the other Old Self who are with me also fall in love with me?"
Wuma Xiu pushed away the Goddess of Beauty's face with his hand.
Oh, I've fallen in love with you.
"Perfunctory."
The Goddess of Beauty laughed even harder, leaned over and gave Wuma Xiu a few loud kisses on the cheek, then smacked her lips as if she wanted more.
"But I really, really love you. And you're actually quite cute in real life."
Don't spit in my face.
Wuma Xiu rubbed his cheeks vigorously, his face full of disgust.
He didn't react much to the Goddess of Beauty's approach, perhaps because he had developed immunity from playing these different roles, or perhaps the Goddess of Beauty's face simply didn't have any effect on him.
Ultimately, he loved every Old Self, but it was never the kind of love he felt for romantic love.
And kissing yourself, isn't that just like your lips touching?
What's so exciting about it? What's so ambiguous about it?
The Goddess of Beauty had originally intended to corrupt Wuma Xiu.
But he discovered that the other person seemed to be even more mischievous than him at heart.
This is unbelievable... I don't even need to bring my own!
"What wasn't that sentence you didn't finish saying earlier?"
For no apparent reason, the Goddess of Beauty remembered the sentence she had used to interrupt the other person earlier.
After a moment of recollection, Wuma Xiu repeated:
"I don't think you need to specifically take me to do pranks. I know a little bit about them too."
"Know a little bit? Okay, I understand~"
The Goddess of Beauty gave him a charming and seductive wink, and he thought to himself, "How come I was born with such a sly and mischievous look?"
The root cause lies in the body itself.
"Alright, then you've graduated. But before I leave, I'd like to ask one more question: have you...?"
Family ties.
Wuma Xiu interrupted him, which was a small act of revenge, since the other party had just spit in his face.
He's only slightly vengeful.
"If you have nothing else, I'll be going now. Also, if the Water God comes looking for you again, remember to tell him to go back, understand?"
The thought of taking over the Sea God armor gave Wuma Xiu a headache.
He didn't want to work, nor did he want to deal with that mess.
However, the Sea God liked it.
If the Asura God's wife is battle, then the Sea God's greatest love is probably ambition.
Having ambition is not a bad thing.
But ambition is often followed by a mountain of tasks, like the rising tide, one wave receding before another surges in.
Wuma Xiu felt exhausted just thinking about it.
He wasn't without ambition before.
When I was young, I thought I could grasp everything and wanted to fight for everything, but later I realized that things in this world are sometimes just so ridiculous.
The more you want something, the further away it gets from you.
Just when you've stopped thinking about it, it snuggles into your arms again.
"Okay, I will." The Goddess of Beauty readily agreed, but the corners of her lips curled up higher and higher, a smile that concealed a blatant malice. "Also, Mom and I picked out a very pretty dress for you. Why don't you try it on when you get home?"
As he spoke, he pulled out a pink linen bag.
Wuma Xiu's expression changed slightly. The longsword and Long Sword behind him flew over with a "whoosh," blocking his way from the left and right. The swords clashed and protected him as he fled at top speed.
The Goddess of Beauty held the empty pink cloth bag, gazing at the "tail" that had vanished from sight in an instant, and sighed with regret.
"You really dislike the dress that much? It looks quite nice on you."
Wuma Xiu was held on either side by two fierce weapons until he was far enough away from the Goddess of Beauty. Only then did he raise his hand to touch the blade and hilt of the sword, and said earnestly, "I will definitely treat you better in the future. Thank you for saving my life."
He admitted that he had become desensitized to wearing women's clothing as a child, but desensitization does not mean acceptance. Not minding others bringing it up does not mean he will continue to wear skirts as an adult!
This was his last act of defiance, and no one could sway him.
The Sea God Card floated out from within the System Space, slowly approaching Wuma Xiu. The Sea God on the card was emitting a faint blue glow, as if trying to assert its presence.
Wuma Xiu didn't even look up, and slapped it away:
"This is the ninety-ninth time you've been out of the loop. I'm requesting leave. Even oxen and horses get two days off a month, have you ever seen a Deity Statue work like this, non-stop? This time I need a month's rest too."
The Sea God Card was slapped so hard it flipped twice in mid-air before stubbornly coming back, even closer than before, almost touching Wuma Xiu's nose.
It seemed determined not to give up until it achieved its goal.
Seeing its persistent look, Wuma Xiu suddenly covered his mouth, his eyebrows curving into a smile that was both extremely innocent and made people want to punch him:
"Hey, why don't you learn from that Asura God? Just force yourself on me, and maybe I'll give in."
The Sea God Card froze for a moment, then bent slightly, as if it had been quite hurt by those words, exuding a wronged air.
"Oh dear, that won't do," Wuma Xiu added with a smile, his tone as gentle as could be, "Who told you to be weak?"
The Sea God Card suddenly went berserk, bursting into a blue light. However, Wuma Xiu simply raised his hand and extinguished it with a gentle tap of his palm.
What kind of trouble can a single card cause?
Wuma Xiu casually put the card into his pocket, patted it gently, and said reassuringly:
"Be quiet, and I'll take you to see the sea. Otherwise, I'll make sure you don't even get to soak in the water these days."