Fair Competition

Liangshan, the morning light dispelled the chill of the night, but it couldn't disperse the smoke of gunpowder lingering on the battlefield or the complex emotions in the hearts of the Xiong Bing Lian Members.

Si Yao felt the fullness brought by the five million True Points in his mind, as well as the subtle changes brought about by the increased Manifestation Degree of his abilities. He felt quite comfortable.

The purpose of this trip had been more than fulfilled, and there was no need to linger.

His gaze turned to Su Xiao Li, who was still somewhat shaken but whose eyes were filled with worship and reliance, not far away. He said calmly, "Let's go."

Su Xiao Li immediately trotted over and stood obediently by his side.

Si Yao ignored Sun Wukong, who was lying on the ground, and the Xiong Bing Lian Members with various expressions in the distance. With a slight movement of his mind.

[Space Displacement Technology] activated!

A soft white light instantly enveloped him and Su Xiao Li. Their figures disappeared silently, as if erased by an eraser, leaving no wormhole fluctuations or energy residue.

It was abrupt, and it was decisive.

Sun Wukong struggled to sit up, looking at the spot where the two had disappeared. He bared his teeth and rubbed his still faintly aching chest. His eyes were complex, finally turning into a light chuckle of unknown meaning. "Heh... Pangu Civilization? Interesting..."

He turned to look at the Xiong Bing Lian Members not far away, who were dejected like eggplants in the frost. A hint of helplessness flashed in his Fiery Golden Eyes.

These children had suffered quite a blow last night. First, they were annihilated by Su Xiao Li alone in an internal sparring match, then they were beaten by him without any ability to fight back, and finally, they witnessed a God-Tier Battle that far exceeded their understanding. Their confidence had probably been completely shattered.

However, setback education was also education.

Sun Wukong's gaze swept over everyone, finally settling on Liu Chuang, who was avoiding his gaze and trying to lower his presence by keeping his head down.

"Hey! You! Yes, you! Liu Chuang!" Sun Wukong pointed at Liu Chuang and beckoned him over. "Come here! Old Sun has something to say to you!"

Liu Chuang's heart thumped. With a bitter face, he shuffled over.

Sun Wukong grabbed Liu Chuang by the neck and dragged him aside, beginning a "deep" ideological re-education.

About the responsibility of the "Nuoxing War God," about the past and the future, about how to become a true warrior, not a street thug.

The Xiong Bing Lian Members supported each other, looking at the place where Si Yao and Su Xiao Li had disappeared, then at Liu Chuang, who was being lectured alone by Sun Wukong with his head down, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.

The information from last night was overwhelming. Su Xiao Li's strange abilities and powerful combat prowess, Sun Wukong's World-Ending power, and finally Si Yao's Black Dragon Form and the terrifying Blood Spear that severed the Golden Cudgel... All of this had deeply impacted their understanding.

Some of them were excited to witness higher-level power, some were worried about their own insignificance and helplessness, and others were reflecting on their mistakes in command and decision-making.

Their meager confidence, built upon their Super Genes, had been shattered in the clash between the two "Great Gods" last night.

Zhao Xin sat down on the ground with a sigh. "This Xiny Ye almost thought I was going to make a Heroic Sacrifice... This is truly what Gods Fighting looks like!"

The sky had completely brightened. But the dawn for the Xiong Bing Lian seemed exceptionally heavy.

Super Seminary, top-floor meeting room.

The Morning Light streamed in through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, dispelling the tense atmosphere left over from last night.

Angel Yan elegantly crossed her legs, her fingers tapping lightly on the tabletop. Her conversation with Lena, who was in the Main Seat, seemed to be nearing its end.

"...That's the general situation," Angel Yan summarized. "The threat of demons still exists, and Morgana will never easily give up on Earth, this important Pawn. Queen Kaisha hopes that Earth can be better protected and developed within the framework of the Justice Order. Of course, this requires your understanding and cooperation."

Lena nodded, her expression much more relaxed than before. After a night of communication and observation, her impression of the Angel Civilization had improved considerably.

Although the Angels liked to Meddle and interfere with other civilizations under the banner of "justice," it had to be admitted that compared to other powerful God-Tier Civilizations in the Known Universe, the Angels' Style of action could be considered "gentle" or even "benevolent."

Although she had not personally experienced the most prosperous and hegemonic period of Lieyang Tiandao, she could still glimpse it from Pan Zhen and some Ancient Records.

As a top God-Tier Civilization in the Known Universe, Lieyang's Diplomacy had never been polite or patient.

Did Gods need to Reason with Mortals?

When the power of both sides was not on the same Dimension, so-called "negotiations" were often just one-sided notifications or commands.

Even the strong nations on Earth treated weak nations like this, let alone God-Tier Civilizations towards most civilizations that had not yet left their Home Planet. That was simply a Dimensional Strike.

And the Angels, as the most powerful civilization in the Known Universe, could have done whatever they wanted in the universe, just like Lieyang, or even more Brutal, to promote their will.

But they chose to establish a "Justice Order," spending enormous Resources and energy to maintain "justice" and "balance" in the Known Universe. Although there were inevitably their own Considerations of Interests, they objectively did provide Shelter to many weak civilizations.

This "Thankless Task" seemed a bit "Idealistic" to Lena, but it also added a touch of Human Touch and reduced the coldness of Divinity.

The so-called "hegemonic" behavior was already quite Restrained.

Otherwise, with the power the Angels possessed, did they really need to seek the consent of other civilizations to do whatever they wanted in the universe?

With the main topic concluded, Angel Yan changed the subject. Her beautiful eyes, which seemed to see through people's hearts, looked at Lena with a hint of Teasing. "By the way, Lieyang's Little Goddess, I noticed you seem to be particularly interested in that Old God from the Pangu Civilization..."

Upon hearing this, Lena did not act shy. Instead, she straightened her back and frankly admitted, "That's right! This Goddess is interested in him! What, is that not allowed?"

She even narrowed her eyes with a warning tone. "Don't you Angels already have Galaxy Power as your 'future'? Don't try to have your cake and eat it too, and try to snatch him from me!"

"Pfft--" Angel Yan was directly amused by Lena's direct and somewhat Childish declaration. She Waved Hand, her tone relaxed. "Snatch? Not really. However, if we're talking about knowing him, we knew him before you did. During this time, we've been staying in that Small Villa of Si Yao's, Constant Companionship."

"What?!" Lena's eyes widened instantly, almost jumping out of her chair. "You... you're living at his place?! When did that happen?!"

She felt like her mind was about to explode! What was this? She had been ambushed?

No! She hadn't even officially started her conquest yet, and they were already "cohabiting"?!

Looking at Lena's incredulous and somewhat exasperated expression, Angel Yan smiled even more gleefully. She deliberately said slowly, "What? Does the Goddess of Lieyang want to control this too? Or are you more interested in our Angel's Galaxy Power? If you like, I can represent the Angels and not object to you having more contact with him."

"Who's interested in that loser!" Lena retorted, annoyed, then sized up Angel Yan with a suspicious gaze. "You... you don't actually have any ideas about that guy Si Yao, do you?"

Angel Yan didn't answer directly. Instead, she shifted slightly, her gaze sweeping over Angel Chase and Angel Mo Yi, who stood quietly behind her. The corners of her lips curved into a meaningful smile. "To become interested in a male god who is powerful, mysterious, and currently seems to have no fundamental conflict with Angel values, isn't that a perfectly normal thing?"

"In the Known Universe, there are very few beings who can truly be called male gods. Now that Si Yao has suddenly appeared, with unfathomable strength, possessing ancient technology, and his appearance and temperament are both online – to use your Earth terms. Is it strange that we Angels would be interested in such a being?"

"Of course, he might lack some of the 'benevolence' and 'universal love' that we Angels advocate," Angel Yan said, shrugging.

"But that's also normal. A 'Old God' who has lived for who knows how many tens of thousands of years, slumbering since ancient times. Do you expect him to have the delicate emotions and compassion for life that we do? It's already commendable that he hasn't become ruthless and indifferent, viewing all beings as ants."

"So," Angel Yan concluded, her smile still bright, "it's a fair competition, Little Lena. After all, excellent male gods are always in high demand."

Lena looked at Angel Yan's composed, seemingly assured demeanor, grinding her teeth in frustration but unable to refute her.

She realized that in terms of "thick skin" and "verbal sparring," she, a "young girl" of only twenty-something years, seemed completely outmatched by this seven-thousand-year-old "Old Demon"!

"Hmph! Fair competition it is! This goddess isn't afraid of you!" Lena puffed out her chest, forcefully saving face. "We'll see!"

"Then we'll see," Angel Yan said, standing up.

"Oh, right. There's still a bit of Angel essence within the Galaxy Power's body. Do you want to try developing it?"