The Sea God "Falls in Love"

"Alright, that's the gist of it. Please show me some intimacy lately; I'll try to do so intentionally or unintentionally as well."

Sea God spoke, he reached out and took the arm of the Asura God.

The Asura God's body stiffened abruptly, and he instinctively tried to shake him off; that instinct almost acted before reason could react.

But in the end, he Shengsheng back.

He only reluctantly agreed to this boring and tedious task because the person in front of him was essentially still himself.

Any other god would have been pinned to the wall by now with a single spear thrust.

"This Venerable agree," he said through gritted teeth, "But what are This Venerable rewards?"

He sacrificed so much in this matter; even if it's just between Old I and Old Self, the score still needs to be settled.

Sea God turned his head to look at him, a slight smile playing on his lips, his tone carrying a hint of coaxing patience:

"The benefits, of course, are that half of the God Kingdom to you. Also, when we attack the Abyss and other places, you'll be the vanguard, how about that?"

The Asura God didn't take the part about "the God Kingdom half his" to heart, but the second half, "attack the Abyss, you will be the vanguard," truly resonated with him.

A rare hint of genuine interest flickered in his eyes.

He had always wanted to fight a god of the Abyss. But those gods were hidden very deep, and he could never find his way to them.

There's a Death God right there in front of you, but you just can't seem to run into him.

Sometimes, in order to force the other party to show themselves, he would deliberately cause some destruction, waiting for Death God to come and reap their souls.

But as they waited and waited, it was often the God of Life who arrived.

Speaking of the God of Life, I should add one more point here.

The Asura God is in love with the Life God.

The reason is simple: every time the other party sees him, they start a fight without saying a word.

It was straightforward and to his liking.

As for the Life Goddess, that's a completely different matter.

Every time she saw him, before she even laid a hand on him, tears would fall, each drop landing on the ground, more unsettling than a fight.

The moment the Asura God saw her crying, he was in a panic, turned around and left, not wanting to stay any longer.

Although he was warlike, he was not without restraint.

Especially given that the other party was neither willing nor able to fight him, he still managed to maintain his rare gentlemanly demeanor.

"It's settled then. If you go back on your word, even if it's you, I won't let you off the This Venerable."

He glanced sideways at the Sea God, his tone carrying a hint of warning.

"Of course not. Unless I'm a fool. With you, why would I need any other gods?"

If it were any other god, he would have to worry about the other party changing their mind halfway through or deserting at the last minute.

It's best to be alone.

Hearing this, the Asura God was in a good mood and no longer cared about the slightly uncomfortable touch on his wrist. He let the Sea God take his arm and walked towards the outside of the palace.

The two walked side by side, one cold and the other gentle, and from a distance, they did indeed appear to have an inexplicable intimacy.

Today, the gods of God of Poverty and God of Misfortune are in a very good mood.

Because only the two gods remained in this Sea God Palace.

The Water God disappeared early in the morning.

The Stream God also left wrapped in a blanket, Dew God, being the Stream God's friend, naturally followed along eagerly.

Now, in this vast Sea God Palace, only the two of them remain as outer gods, which means that they can now monopolize the Sea God.

The God of God of Poverty and the God of Misfortune were secretly pleased.

They walked side by side in perfect unison, their steps light and quick.

But as they walked, the two glanced at each other unintentionally, then quickly looked away.

The same thought simultaneously popped into their minds:

It would be even better if the other party also left.

Just as they were each lost in their own thoughts, two figures appeared in front of them.

The smile on the God of Poverty's face froze.

The Sea God affectionately linked arms with another god beside him.

The God of Poverty stood there, stunned, his mind going blank, as if he had been hit by a sudden hailstorm.

The good mood that the God of Misfortune had just begun to feel was instantly frozen solid.

He recognized the woman the Sea God was holding.

The opponent was none other than the Asura God.

In the Divine Realm today, who doesn't know the Asura God?

That god who single-handedly suppressed all the Evil Gods, that god whose Divine Power seemed to have no upper limit, that... god.

His reputation was so great that it couldn't be more renowned.

Rumors say he is cold-blooded, cruel, and extremely bloodthirsty, and everyone who sees him has to avoid him. But now, he stands in the Sea God Palace, letting the Sea God hold his arm.

There was an aura between the two gods that no one else could penetrate.

The gazes of both the God of God of Poverty and the God of Misfortune fell simultaneously on their clasped wrists.

They recognized that faint red mark.

That's Love God's Red Thread.

It is forbidden for two parties to become entangled unless both are willing; if these two deities become entangled, it means...

They cared deeply for each other.

It seemed that only then did the Sea God notice them, raising his hand to wave at them with a happy smile on his face.

He led the Asura God to the two of them, his tone light and cheerful:

"Poverty, and misfortune, how are you all?"

He turned his head to look at the Asura God beside him, his eyes filled with tenderness:

"The man beside me is the Asura God. I'm sure you all know his great name in the Divine Realm without me having to introduce him. But I want to say that the rumors about him being ferocious, ruthless, and tyrannical are all false."

He gently rested his head on the shoulder of the Asura God, a faint blush rising to his cheeks.

"Xiu, he is very gentle."

He looked exactly like a god who had just fallen in love, whose eyes couldn't hide his affection.

He seemed a little embarrassed, even softening his voice.

The God of Poverty stood frozen in place, the color draining from his face bit by bit.

Even the God of Misfortune stiffened, his throat bobbing up and down.

They looked at the two intertwined arms, at the Sea God's profile as he leaned on the Asura God's shoulder, and at the blindingly bright Red Thread.

Just now, he was thinking of dominating the Sea God.

At that moment, only one thought buzzed in their minds.

--It turned out, it was already too late.

It's too late.

"Then I wish you... happiness."

The God of Poverty bowed his head, his heart filled with mixed emotions as he offered this blessing. He only hoped that the Asura God for the Sea God were genuine and that he would not betray the Sea God's devoted heart.

After all, the Sea God treated them so well.

This was all he could do.

The God of Misfortune, after offering his blessing with clenched fists and gritted teeth, coldly glanced at the Asura God.

"Asura God, although I cannot defeat you, if I find out that you have betrayed the Sea God, I will condemn you to an inescapable misfortune for the rest of your life."

"Even if you possess immense Divine Power, I think those misfortunes are enough to disgust you."

The Asura God glanced sideways at the God of Misfortune, a chilling smile curving his lips:

"Heh, misfortune, how dare you speak to This Venerable like that? Believe This Venerable, I'll grant you your demise right now! This Venerable 'd like to see if the next God of Misfortune will dare to speak to This Venerable like that."

His tone was incredibly arrogant, but he had the right to say it.

In the Divine Realm, everyone knows that the Asura God can do whatever he says.

The God of Misfortune paled instantly, but still stubbornly refused to bow his head.

Just as the Asura God was about to say something more, he suddenly felt a hidden force on his arm.

He looked down and saw that it was Sea God quietly pinching his arm.

He understood what that meant: to hold back.

The Asura God snorted and ultimately took back what he had said.

He glanced sideways at the Old Self beside him, his tone carrying a hint of indulgent disdain:

"If it weren't for the sake of the sea, would This Venerable allow you to be so presumptuous in front of This Venerable?"

He glanced at the two gods in front of him and sneered.

"That's a joke."