Chapter 1582: Don't Mention the God Lord; Even I Won't Let You Off
God of Death understood Totoro's meaning.
He took the scroll. As Totoro kept yowling reminders, he raised an eyebrow, but still pretended to open it very carefully.
He wanted to see what kind of scroll could make Totoro treasure it so much.
As the scroll unfurled,
a 3D painting was instantly reflected in his eyes.
A young man, surrounded by endless Starlight Magic and looking as if he were an Ascending Immortal treading upon the moon, gazed back at him.
Just one glance.
God of Death felt as though he had been struck by lightning.
After a long while,
he took a deep breath, rolled the scroll back up, and carefully handed it to Totoro.
Totoro cautiously put it away, then began yowling smugly.
The meaning was obvious: A painting like this was incredibly rare in the world. If not for his good relationship with Zhu Qingling, she would never have agreed to paint one for him. Other people couldn't get one even if they wanted it!
God of Death could only chuckle and echo, "Amazing!"
Totoro grew even happier, yowling away as he talked about the God Lord and Zhu Qingling.
God of Death became absorbed in listening.
"It really is necessary to keep Zhu Qingling's contact information."
As the God of Death who traveled between the Yin-Yang realms,
he was lonely. Apart from Totoro, he had no other friends.
It was fine to call Totoro his pet, but it was also possible to call him his friend.
He usually preferred staying with a simple "guy" like Totoro. There was no scheming, no ugliness or filth—only absolute purity!
When he stayed with Totoro, he felt completely relaxed.
That was also why, after returning to the human