A Cheap Trick

The next day, Chen Shouyi left the two little ones at home.

As soon as he finished breakfast, he headed furiously for Southeast Asia.

The concept of distance had grown increasingly hazy for him. A few thousand kilometers and a few kilometers were now almost indistinguishable. Like a meteor, he streaked across the sky, and a few minutes later he had arrived at the Malay Peninsula, the Goddess of Fertility's territory.

When Chen Shouyi drifted down gracefully, the God of Fertility's Avatar was already waiting, bowing.

She wore a gorgeous golden gauze dress, her voluptuous figure glimpsed beneath the fabric, a captivating smile on her face.

"My lord, you've arrived!"

Chen Shouyi's gaze darted away from her, then settled on her belly. His face turned expressionless as he cut her off coldly. "You don't look pregnant."

"My lord, I wouldn't dare deceive you. This is my Avatar; the one who's pregnant is my true body." The Goddess of Fertility spoke with a hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth. She wasn't afraid of Chen Shouyi anymore. From the moment he arrived, she knew she had won her gamble.

Human males cared far more about their offspring than those promiscuous barbarians did.

What?

Chen Shouyi was left dumbfounded by her cheap trick.

I only ever... came into contact with her Avatars... How was it her true body that got pregnant?

He was at a loss for words.

But now that things had come to this, he could only grit his teeth and accept it.

"Only my true body can give birth to our strongest offspring. The whole world will bless her birth, and I'll raise her with care." The God of Fertility explained as though it were the most natural thing in the world. She gently stroked her