Path of Divine Selection

"This went way too smoothly. All that preparation for nothing."

After returning to their own territory, Bibi Dong finally emerged from the Rakshasa God's Dao Palace Secret Realm and could not help complaining.

They had prepared for this plan for a long time. Even when the recent disruption had prevented Chen Xin, the designated lead, from appearing and forced them to make last-minute adjustments, it had not been much of a problem. They had even considered countless possibilities.

Yet it had gone unexpectedly well, incredibly smooth and seamless—smoother than her stockings.

"That was because Chen Xin left too deep an impression on him last time. The Asura God was afraid we would fight desperately as well."

The Angel God was not surprised by how smoothly things had gone.

That outcome had merely been one of the countless possibilities they had deduced. Even if something else had happened, they could have dealt with it just as smoothly.

That was the advantage of doing their homework in advance: they could handle any possibility.

"According to the agreed plan, have Golden Crocodile Grandpa refine these things as soon as possible. Make the Destruction God-King think we are inclined toward him."

Qian Ruyi turned to business. The women all grew stern, knowing that things had only just begun.

Neither the God Realm nor the Destruction God-King would give up a Main God Position and its accompanying artifact. They would certainly come down to negotiate with them afterward.

Returning them was out of the question, but they could not openly oppose the Destruction God-King either. They only needed to find a suitable candidate to refine and inherit the Destruction Godhood and artifact, then display an attitude of neutrality with a slight lean toward him.

It was much like the five major factions in the God