You Have a Disease... But I Can Treat It!

The purple-robed figure slowly walked up to Kong Ming'an and casually waved a hand, erasing the attack before him that had carried a slight possibility of killing him.

He wasn't brain-dead. He wasn't about to torture a promising talent he had taken a liking to; naturally, he had to ensure nothing went wrong.

At the same time, the restrictions placed upon Kong Ming'an were lifted.

Within the utterly silent world, Kong Ming'an became the second being able to move freely.

Instinctively, he raised his eyes and met a pair of eyes filled with the imagery of Destruction, which were studying him with interest.

"Kid, aren't you afraid of death?"

A majestic voice, carrying a hint of curiosity, sounded before Kong Ming'an.

Without question, when a mortal faced a Deity, anyone should have shown at least some nervousness.

Yet after clearly seeing the God of Destruction's appearance, Kong Ming'an actually let out a faint sigh of relief.

"How could I not be afraid of death?" Kong Ming'an shook his head. "I'm terrified of dying. There are still so many things I haven't done. Dying just like that would mean I haven't lived enough..."

"But this old man doesn't seem to see it."

"I simply accept the outcome of a wager."

Kong Ming'an said calmly, "Within the limits of my ability, I have already made every preparation I could.

"Automatically triggered measures, multiple methods capable of defending against a Limit Douluo, and two top-tier combatants I absolutely trust who could arrive in an instant.

"Preparations made in advance, backup plans left behind—I calculated as many possibilities as I could and designed corresponding plans for them.

"But if I had done all this and still couldn't escape death... then it could only mean that I was inferior in skill and lost the wager. Naturally, I would accept the result."

A faint ripple flashed through the God of Destruction's eyes.

It was appreciation.

In fact, ever since his Divine Seat had stirred—and even caused his wife, the Goddess of Life's Divine Seat, to stir as well—he had summoned the Seven Original Sins under his command.

The seven Level One Gods had all cast their gazes upon Ming, and afterward, they had reached an almost identical conclusion—"A Divine Seat inheritor has been found."

Without question, the youth before him possessed absolute compatibility with every Divine Seat!

This was an unprecedented situation!

It was also from that day onward that he had begun watching this youth.

When Da Ming had initially prepared to act just now, he had actually intended to step in and protect Kong Ming'an. Yet unexpectedly, this youth had quite a few tricks up his sleeve.

A defensive Soul Tool, protection from two powerful experts—it had truly caught him off guard... Of course, he still ultimately had to intervene himself.

However...

The God of Destruction narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly said in a tone resembling a teacher testing his student, "I don't believe you didn't leave yourself some backup plans."

Kong Ming'an blinked, but his posture became even more relaxed. Without much hesitation, he said:

"I merely separated a portion of my Remnant Soul that carries all my knowledge beforehand. At the moment of my death, they will use the Undead Demiplane as a stepping stone to flee the Douluo Plane, in a state similar to Elder Yi's.

"Taking 'revenge' as their underlying logic, they will grow madly by any means necessary. Once they become Level One Gods or even God Kings, they will begin suicidal revenge against the 'targets' I designated in advance, never stopping until one side dies.

"Besides that, there's also..."

The God of Destruction silently watched Kong Ming'an as the youth methodically laid out what could practically be called a "grand" "revenge plan." The corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

If he couldn't live, then no one else got to live either...

The God of Destruction fell silent for a moment. His voice gave away neither joy nor anger. "...This old man thinks you're a little too extreme."

"It's not that bad."

Kong Ming'an smiled faintly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing with that assessment. He looked like someone who knew he was wrong but had no intention of changing.

Tsk... This kid really was a damn good seedling for Destruction!

A hint of appreciation appeared in the God of Destruction's eyes.

Then, changing the subject, he directly extended an invitation.

"This old man is the God of Destruction, one of the five God Kings of the God Realm.

"Your temperament, wisdom, and that... hmm, resolve to perish together with your enemy are very suitable for this old man's Divine Seat. Are you willing to accept this old man's inheritance?

"If you agree, this old man will grant you a God Trial. Once you pass it, you may inherit the God King of Destruction's Divine Seat!"

Kong Ming'an fell silent.

This sudden invitation far exceeded his expectations, and it was immensely tempting.

The God King of Destruction's Divine Seat was one of the five God King Divine Seats in the current God Realm. Without question, it was far more powerful than the Divine Seats of most Level One Gods.

As long as he inherited it, he would soar to the heavens in a single leap!

Yet in the face of such an enticing offer, Kong Ming'an felt more confusion than temptation.

What kind of person was he? Did he not know himself? Unless absolutely necessary, he basically would never do anything that deliberately drove others to their deaths.

In his old man's words, he was somewhat kind-hearted.

With his temperament, as far as the God King of Destruction's Divine Seat was concerned... it couldn't be said that he was completely incompatible, but he definitely would not be the best match.

So it wasn't because of his temperament and wisdom, but rather...

His Martial Soul.

The traits of his "Energy" Martial Soul allowed him to control all energy that belonged to him.

And the Destruction Power within the God King of Destruction's Divine Seat could, in all likelihood, also be categorized as energy to him.

Therefore, he could be said to be perfectly compatible with the God King of Destruction's Divine Seat.

And by the same logic... he was compatible with every Divine Seat.

Kong Ming'an froze for a moment. Looking back through his reasoning, he found no issues at all, and his expression gradually became rather fascinating.

He thought of a possibility—a very interesting possibility.

Instead of responding to the God King of Destruction's invitation, Kong Ming'an cautiously said, "Your Excellency Destruction, may I say a few words?"

"Go ahead."

The God of Destruction's tone was calm and his bearing composed. In any case, he had already decided that today, he absolutely had to pull this youth into his camp.

If the other party refused, he would directly bring Xiao Lu over and throw out the inheritances of two God King Divine Seats. He refused to believe the youth would still reject him!

What?

Would dual Divine Seats clash, leaving their wielder in misery? If that happened, wouldn't he be harming someone?

Come on. That only happened when the wielder of dual Divine Seats was mediocre and had extremely low compatibility with both Divine Seats!

The God Realm permitted the existence of wielders with dual Divine Seats. As long as your compatibility was high enough and you could control them, no god would care even if you possessed ten Divine Seats at once.

After all, that would mean you had the ability!

Like that Sea God who had a God King Divine Seat forcibly stuffed onto him by the previous Asura God—he was an example of someone with low compatibility with both Divine Seats who had instead been eroded and affected by them.

But the youth before him clearly would not be like that.

He was even rather looking forward to seeing this youth wield both the Divine Seats of "Destruction" and "Life." Perhaps he could recreate the radiance of "Creation"?

As the God of Destruction thought this, Kong Ming'an slowly began speaking as well.

"For certain reasons, I know a little about the God Realm. I also know a fair amount about you, Your Excellency Destruction..."

The God of Destruction remained expressionless. Although he could not view the kid's memories, at most he was merely a transmigrator from another world or a lucky reincarnator. It wasn't as though he had never seen such people before. Knowing about the God Realm was nothing extraordinary.

"I heard through some unofficial sources that you and the Goddess of Life have been married for many years but have never had children. The reason is that you're incapable..."

"Kid, do you know what you're saying?" The God of Destruction frowned, several traces of anger appearing between his brows.

Kong Ming'an remained unruffled.

"...But I might be able to treat it."

"?!"

The God of Destruction sucked in a sharp breath, his tone turning solemn.

"...Explain in detail!"