Violent Ways to Prolong One's Life

Mo Xiaofei had never wanted to fight with these two self-proclaimed goddesses—or goddesses, at least. He hadn't wanted to clash with them right from the start; he had only resisted because they had attacked first.

That sort of immediate, indiscriminate brawl didn't fit his principles. So although he had been rather displeased that they had attacked him without a word, he hadn't truly taken it to heart. If their positions had been reversed and someone had suddenly exposed something of his, his first thought would probably have been to protect himself as well.

Mo Xiaofei had only come to understand the importance of putting himself in others' shoes after arriving here. It kept him from acting impulsively and made him somewhat more rational.

There was only one step between bullying the weak with superior strength and being a truly powerful person.

"Ladies, I meant no offense. I'm sorry." Mo Xiaofei nodded, then took a step back. It was clear that the two goddesses were extremely displeased by strangers casually approaching them.

The two Munakata goddesses swiftly exchanged a glance. They had been born almost simultaneously, and along with their powerful abilities, they had also been born with an extraordinary tacit understanding.

This human martial artist possessed a special power that could ignore divine might. In the short time they had been in contact with him, it had even caused one of them to be injured. A divine spirit being wounded was an extremely serious matter.

Although Yan Wuyue was said to have eight million beings, in the eyes of divine children with such a pure lineage as the Munakata Sanjoshin, the so-called eight million was merely a fictitious number. Anything in Yan Wuyue could become a god, but most of them were merely weak individuals. Mortals were simply ignorant, treating