Tianmeng Ice Silkworm Wins MVP, Ye Xuan: Am I a Dog Who Won by Lying Down?

Ye Xuan looked at the Evil Eye Holy King before him, a look of disdain curling the corners of his lips.

"Heh, you are nothing more than the trashiest of third-rate gods. Do you truly believe I would covet your pathetic godhood?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and scattered the phantom of the Evil Eye Holy King.

"Brat, what is the meaning of this? No matter how weak my strength may be, I am still a god, while you are merely a minuscule human!"

The Evil Eye Holy King seemed incensed by his dismissive attitude, its voice laced with a hint of fury.

"Heh, you are but a remnant soul shattered by the gods of the Divine Realm; stop putting on airs here. If you were truly capable of acting, why bother with so many meaningless gestures?"

Ye Xuan's words seemed to seal the Evil Eye Holy King's mouth.

Seeing that it no longer spoke, Ye Xuan turned his gaze forward.

It was then that he saw Ning Rongrong lying on the ground, lost in a deep stupor.

At this sight, Ye Xuan's expression turned slightly startled.

Given Ning Rongrong's mental strength, she should not have fallen unconscious in a place like this.

It must be that his senior sister had intended to bring her deeper, only to find her own mental energy severely depleted upon reaching this point, ultimately forcing her to leave the girl behind.

Ye Xuan knew well that for Hu Liena to have brought Ning Rongrong this far was already doing her utmost.

However, he assumed his senior sister must have already pressed on toward the deeper reaches.

Ye Xuan walked toward the depths.

After passing through another light screen, he discovered Hu Liena, who had also fallen into a coma.

Not far from her side lay two geniuses from the Star Luo Imperial Family who possessed the Evil Eye White Tiger martial soul.

"As expected, those who possess the Evil Eye White Tiger martial soul can greatly resist the mental pressure released by the Evil Eye Holy King. It is a pity their talent is far too weak; they could never obtain the so-called Holy King inheritance."

Ye Xuan did not linger for Hu Liena's sake, for he had thoroughly grasped the tricks the Evil Eye Holy King was playing.

At the very center stood a pillar of white light; if nothing went wrong, the final answer would be revealed there.

Along the way, he only saw the Star Luo First Prince Dai Weisi lying unconscious on the spot. It was a pity that his bloodline and talent were insufficient to gain the recognition of the Evil Eye Holy King.

As Ye Xuan arrived before the light pillar of the Evil Eye Holy King's inheritance, a sense of vertigo began to wash over him.

But soon, driven by this mental pressure, Ye Xuan felt a muffled thud from within his body; his soul power had actually broken through the bottleneck of level forty at this very moment.

Feeling the state of his body, he became even more certain of his inner conjecture.

Immediately, he stepped into the light pillar, and a series of sounds like shattering glass echoed in his ears.

When Ye Xuan's consciousness returned to his body, he found himself lying in a secluded space.

His cheeks were pressed against two soft, fragrant mounds, and his legs were pinned down by soft, heavy weights.

As he deployed his Spirit Detection, he discovered that this was merely a small space of about three hundred meters.

The people pressing down on him were, naturally, Hu Liena and Ning Rongrong.

"Sure enough, from the moment we entered the light pillar, we all fell into an illusion. The gaze I felt at the beginning was likely not because of my soul rings, but because the Evil Eye Holy King discovered that there were three soul powers within my body."

Ye Xuan looked into his own sea of consciousness and found that Xiao Wu and Ah Yin had fallen into a deep slumber. As for Tian Meng...

He was actually sleeping! There was even a snot bubble hanging from his nose!

"Damn it! Tian Meng, why the hell are you still sleeping? Your master's soul was almost snatched away by that white-furred tiger just now!"

Ye Xuan's voice instantly startled the light-sleeping Sky Dream Ice Silkworm awake.

"Ah? Ye Xuan, you're awake. The Evil Eye Holy King didn't give you a hard time, did he?"

Ye Xuan: (⊙o⊙)...

"So, you knew all along?"

"Mm, the Evil Eye Holy King is just a wisp of a remnant soul. His mental strength is less than one percent of his peak; he couldn't do anything to me."

"Then what was that for..."

Seeing Ye Xuan's look of wanting to hit someone, the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm crooked his mouth into a mischievous grin.

"Hehe, the Evil Eye Holy King said that as long as you could pass the trial, regain your clarity, and earn his recognition, he would join the team with his Million Year Soul Bone."

Hearing this piece of news from the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, the anger that had just risen in Ye Xuan's heart instantly... vanished, clean and without a trace.

"Ahem, after all that, we're actually comrades ready to wear the same pair of pants. Look at how this turned out..."

Just at this moment, the phantom of the Evil Eye Holy King appeared before Ye Xuan.

It was evident that its majestic tiger eyes carried a pride etched into its very bones.

"What? This Seat was, at the very least, a divine beast once. Although the outcome was rather miserable and only a remnant soul remains, even so, This Seat is still a god."

The Evil Eye Holy King looked toward the sky at a forty-five-degree angle; it was clear that it was putting on airs.

However, Ye Xuan, now knowing everything, was not about to coddle it.

He cut straight to the point.

"Ahem, first, bring out your Million Year Soul Bone; I'm in a hurry to absorb it. Also, when you perform your sacrifice later, keep the commotion to a minimum. After all, I am a person who is most timid and afraid of trouble..."

Hearing Ye Xuan's words, the Evil Eye Holy King nearly swiped at him directly.

Timid and afraid of trouble?

Do you think anyone would believe that if you said it out loud?

Nevertheless, it still kindly offered a reminder.

"Absorbing this soul bone of mine might be extremely troublesome. If you aren't careful, you could explode and die. Million-year-level soul power is nothing to play with; even with my help, there is no guarantee that someone like you can absorb it safely."

The Evil Eye Holy King was indeed sincere about joining, as the lineup inside Ye Xuan's body was simply too luxurious.

This remnant soul of its would dissipate completely in a hundred years at most, so it could afford to make this gamble.

The team already included the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, which had once broken through the million-year limit, a hundred-thousand-year-level Soft Bone Rabbit, and a hundred-thousand-year-level Blue Silver Empress.

Now, with its addition, the soul ring lineup on this young human, Ye Xuan, could only be described as unprecedented and unlikely to be surpassed.

"Hmm, just go ahead and sacrifice yourself to me. Rest assured, I have my own ways of fusing with the soul bone."

When Ye Xuan said this, his heart was filled with confidence.

After all, his Pokeball martial soul was a "Little Gluttonous Cat," and he believed it would help him handle this Million Year Soul Bone from the Evil Eye Holy King.

"Very well. This Seat is not some dithering divine beast. Rather than waiting for those humans who inherited portions of my power to attain godhood, it is far more satisfying to let This Seat become a god once again."

As it spoke, its phantom image instantly burst apart, surging with endless pale golden radiance.

At this very moment.

Ye Xuan's Pokeball martial soul popped out automatically, pressing against his chest to continuously absorb the immense energy brought forth by the Evil Eye Holy King's sacrifice.