Different Hearts

"I don't need them. Give these out to... Oh, they haven't come back yet."

Sitting atop the city wall, Xuan Sheng rubbed his head.

Was he still groggy from sleep?

Why did he keep feeling...

The Godhead Fragments were constantly drawing closer to him?

As his Divine Spark was restored more completely, his perception of the other fragments also grew clearer.

Although he still couldn't pinpoint their locations, he could always faintly sense several threads pointing toward distant places whose directions were certain.

Moreover... he had no idea of the exact distance, but it was undeniably shrinking little by little.

"Forget it. I won't think about it."

Those final fragments weren't even in the same world as him. At present, he still lacked the ability to travel alone to his familiars' worlds.

If it had been before... he might have been able to interfere somewhat.

But now, he truly had no way to do so.

"Huh? You don't like them?"

Seeing that His Majesty didn't even seem interested in taking another look at the treasures she had brought out, Wenwen's expression quickly fell.

Oh no!

Even though His Majesty accepted Mammon's power, why wasn't he greedy at all?

Could it be that he had been influenced even more deeply by the other Demon Kings?

But His Majesty wasn't prone to anger, nor was he slothful...

"Ah! Could it be!"

The little demon's face flushed as she covered her cheeks, red as apples. Her petite body even began to grow slightly warm.

Could it be that Wenwen had to offer herself to the demon race...

Little red hearts popped up in the bashful little demon's eyes, making Yalin, who was serving her master nearby, frown.

"That's enough."

After giving the demon before him a light tap on the head, Xuan Sheng