Ten days later, Yingluo, the stonefolk maid, all but stumbled out of the palace. Somehow, in her confusion, she had done so many things too embarrassing to speak of.
It was all that Lord of Peace and Joy's fault. He was simply awful.
"Go back and get some proper rest. Come again next time! I've thought up some new ways to play."
Tang Ping's wicked laughter drifted after her.
Yingluo stopped dead, nearly falling to the ground. She turned and shot a fierce glare toward the palace, but ultimately dared not utter a single harsh word.
Inside the palace, Tang Ping reclined on a gilded jade couch and sighed in satisfaction.
"Tsk, tsk. Truly an incomparable beauty."
At that moment, he felt life could hardly be better.
The skies were clear, the air fresh, and everything was delightful.
As for possible assassination attempts by those alien races, he was not worried in the slightest. How many beings in this universe could do anything to him?
He glanced over his panel:
[Realm: Universe Master] (20%) [Will: Universe Master, tier two] (60%) [Laws: Wind Laws (100%), Thunder Laws (100%), Time Law (100%), Space Law (100%)] [Secret technique: Sword Twenty-One (Universe Master, tier two)] [Lifespan: 52,893/∞] [Divine Power Path: (9500/10081)] [God Kingdom: 100 billion kilometers] [Nether Sea Clone: 1 light-year]
Seeing this information, Tang Ping felt even more confident.
Let a Universe Supreme Being come!
With that thought, he reached for the glass wine cup on the table, tipped his head back, and drained it.
The wine slid down his throat, spreading warmth through his entire body.
He looked up!
Outside the palace stood a figure wreathed in endless black currents. Beneath their shroud, only a pair of eyes was faintly visible!
"My king, come and play~"
A tender, lilting, soul-stealing