Jiang Ziming was nearly out of breath from her embrace, but he still reached out and gently patted her back.
"Mm, I believe you."
Meanwhile.
Divine Realm.
Within a palace shrouded in clouds and mist, a furious roar shattered the sea of clouds for a hundred miles around!
"Xiao Wu!!!"
Tang San stood bare-chested, his wet hair still dripping with water. He had clearly just finished bathing.
He had been on the balcony, doing warm-up exercises to the beat of "one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight."
Then he turned around, and she was gone!
His wife, his Xiao Wu, had vanished from the Divine Realm into thin air!
Tang San's divine sense swept frantically outward, and he finally caught Xiao Wu's aura on the Douluo Continent.
He hastily activated his divine artifact of observation to inspect the situation below.
Then, he saw a scene that made his eyes nearly split apart:
His beloved Xiao Wu was kneeling before a twelve-year-old boy.
Begging to become his maid!
That boy had even patted Xiao Wu on the head!
And Xiao Wu, not only did not resist, but happily hugged that boy and called him "Master"!
"Pfft~~~!"
Tang San sprayed a mouthful of blood three zhang away. His entire body swayed, and he only managed to stay upright by grabbing the pillar beside him.
His face flushed crimson, veins bulged across his forehead, his eyes were bloodshot, and his chest heaved violently like a powder keg about to explode.
"Xiao Wu... my Xiao Wu...!"
He gritted his teeth, forcing the words out through the gaps between them, his voice filled with boundless fury and humiliation.
"That beast... that little beast... how dare he... how dare he!"
He wanted to rush down to the lower realm. He wanted to personally tear apart that bastard who had dared lay a hand on Xiao Wu.
But the rules of the Divine Realm Committee restrained him. Without permission, a God King could not descend to the lower realm and interfere in mortal affairs.
All he could do was watch helplessly as his Xiao Wu acted as meek as a little rabbit before that boy.
"Aaaaaah!"
Tang San slammed a fist into the jade table before him, reducing the entire table to powder.
[Ding!] [You had an intimate interaction with Xiao Wu and enraged Sugar Three to the point of bursting a lung—Emotion Points +999!]
As Jiang Ziming led Xiao Wu toward the residence, the system notification suddenly rang out in his mind.
He froze for a moment, then the corner of his lips curled up slightly.
So Sugar Three was watching?
The boy glanced at the obedient Xiao Wu walking beside him, and some bold ideas began to form in his mind.
"System, how many Emotion Points do I have now?"
[Current Emotion Points: 999.] [Would you like to perform a ten-pull? It only costs 999 Emotion Points!]
Jiang Ziming did not hesitate. "Ten-pull!"
[Drawing...] [Thank you for participating! Obtained: Ordinary Carrot Seeds ×10] [Thank you for participating! Obtained: Ordinary Water ×1 barrel] [Congratulations! Obtained: Low-grade Soul Power Pill ×1] [Thank you for participating! Obtained: Ordinary Carrot Seeds ×10] [Congratulations! Obtained: Low-grade Healing Medicine ×1] [Thank you for participating! Obtained: Ordinary Cabbage Seeds ×10] [Congratulations! Obtained: Low-grade Soul Power Pill ×1] [Thank you for participating! Obtained: Ordinary Radish Seeds ×10] [Congratulations! Obtained: Low-grade Detoxification Pill ×1]
Jiang Ziming's mouth twitched as he looked at the string of rewards.
Nine draws, and they were all trivial junk.
Carrot seeds, water, low-grade pills...
He could buy better things than these at the market without any effort.
Sure enough, he could not place too much hope on a lottery.
However, just as he was about to close the panel, the system notification sounded again.
[Drawing the tenth time...] [Hidden probability trigger detected...] [Congratulations!!!] [Obtained—"God-tier Martial Soul · Xuanyuan Sword"!!!]
A dazzling golden light exploded within his sea of consciousness!
Jiang Ziming abruptly stopped, his pupils shrinking.
An ancient longsword, golden from hilt to tip, appeared deep within his mind.
The blade was broad and covered in mysterious runes. It emanated a vast, ocean-like pressure, as if one swing could sever mountains and rivers and split the heavens!
Upon its hilt, two ancient seal-script characters gleamed brilliantly:
[Xuan]!
"Holy... shit?"
Jiang Ziming could not help crying out inwardly.
"A God-tier Martial Soul, the Xuanyuan Sword"?
This was the Human Emperor's sword from Chinese mythology, a legendary ancient divine artifact!
And now, it was his Martial Soul!
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the wild joy in his heart as he summoned the system panel and inspected his information.
[Name]: Jiang Ziming [Soul Power Level]: Level 20 (Grand Soul Master) [Primary Martial Soul]: Invincible Hell Carrot (Mutated) "First Soul Skill · Flavor Amplification" (Yellow · 419 years)—Allows the consumer to experience the ultimate enjoyment of taste, with a chance of confusing the consumer's mind (Mutated under the influence of the Xuanyuan Sword!) "Second Soul Skill · Excitement Carrot" (Yellow · 760 years)—Greatly enhances the consumer's soul power, strength, speed, endurance, resistance to attacks... (Mutated under the influence of the Xuanyuan Sword!) [Second Martial Soul]: Xuanyuan Sword (God-tier Martial Soul) "Spirit ring not yet attached" [Emotion Points]: 0 [Inventory]: Ordinary Carrot Seeds ×20, Ordinary Water ×1 barrel, Low-grade Soul Power Pill ×1, Low-grade Healing Medicine ×1, Low-grade Detoxification Pill ×1, Ordinary Cabbage Seeds ×10, Ordinary Radish Seeds ×10
As Jiang Ziming looked at the words "God-tier," the corners of his lips rose beyond control.
So what if it was a carrot?
From now on, his first Martial Soul was no longer the "Invincible Delicious Carrot." It had become the "Invincible Hell Carrot"!
His soul skills had become even more heaven-defying as well!
Not to mention, he now had the Xuanyuan Sword.
Perhaps one day, he could become an unprecedented peerless powerhouse in the continent's history, reaching the pinnacle of both a battle soul master and an auxiliary-system soul master!
He put away the system panel and could not help humming softly. In high spirits, he glanced at Xiao Wu beside him.
Under the moonlight, the pink-haired woman obediently followed at his side. Seeing him look over, she hurriedly gave him a sweet smile.
"Master, do you have any orders?"
Jiang Ziming smiled and gently patted her head.
"It's nothing. You do have good taste, finding this young master."
Xiao Wu's cheeks reddened slightly. She lowered her head, but the corners of her lips could not help curling upward.
"I'll always stay by Master's side."
At that moment, inside the Divine Realm palace.
Tang San watched the warm scene in the crystal ball. Watching his Xiao Wu reveal a shy smile before that boy, he trembled with rage.
He grabbed the vase beside him and smashed it viciously onto the floor.
"Jiang Ziming!!!"
"I, Tang San, will never rest until one of us is dead!!!"
His furious roar echoed through the empty palace, lingering without end.
[Ding!] [You captured Xiao Wu's heart, and Sugar Three is so enraged that his liver hurts—Emotion Points +999!]
Jiang Ziming paused, the curve of his lips widening several degrees.
He raised his head toward the night sky, as if he could see through layers of clouds and glimpse a figure in the Divine Realm throwing a furious tantrum.
Sugar Three, huh?
The Sugar God King who betrayed trust and righteousness, possessed neither talent nor virtue, and would do anything for power and strength?
Don't be in such a rush. This was only the beginning.
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