Gu Yue Finally Understood What a True God Was: Destroying You Has Nothing to Do with You

Lin Yan's expression did not change in the slightest.

His eyes were like the surface of a frozen lake.

So cold that not even a trace of light could penetrate them.

Gu Yue felt uncomfortable all over beneath that gaze.

But she still forced herself to raise her chin even higher.

"In any case, it's not enough. Far from enough."

She repeated herself, sounding even more self-righteous than before.

"I need more matter, more elemental power from heaven and earth, to recover more strength."

She had not been busy for nothing these past few days.

The world's blessing had increased her recovery speed by more than a hundredfold.

Though she still looked like that chubby little silver-white dragon on the surface, the divine power stored within her was no longer what it had once been.

There was no need to pretend anymore.

With her current strength, if they really fought, this guy without even a Soul Ring might not be her match.

The more Gu Yue thought about it, the more pleased she became. Her tail swayed more and more happily, making her round belly wobble gently as well.

Then she heard three words.

"You're lying."

Gu Yue's tail froze in midair.

She raised her head and met Lin Yan's gaze.

There was no anger in those eyes, no disappointment, not even the slightest emotional fluctuation.

There was only a pure, icy killing intent that seeped out from the depths of his bones.

In an instant, every scale on Gu Yue's body stood on end.

It was not the sort of bristling caused by fear, but a deeper trembling carved into her instincts and genes.

Her body reacted faster than her mind.

Her limbs tensed, her tail stiffened, and her pupils shrank into thin vertical slits.

Damn it.

Damn it, damn it, damn it.

How had she forgotten?

This guy was the reincarnation of the Creator God.

Even if he was so weak now that he was not even a Soul Master, his essence would not change.

Cold, ruthless, treating all things like livestock and all living beings like weeds.

He truly would kill her.

Gu Yue's mind was screaming, but her mouth moved first.

"Wait."

She swallowed with difficulty, her voice carrying a tremor even she had not noticed.

"I... I can explain."

Lin Yan said nothing.

He merely watched her.

Through his connection to the world, he could clearly sense the vast divine power within Gu Yue's body.

That divine power was so abundant that it was more than enough to condense not merely a ten-year Soul Ring, but even a hundred-year Soul Ring.

This foolish dragon had long since recovered enough to bestow him a Divine-bestowed Soul Ring.

She simply did not want to give it to him.

She was stalling, waiting, accumulating strength as she waited for an opportunity to turn against him.

If he continued allowing her to grow like this while he remained stagnant—even with her weak point in his grasp—

he could not be absolutely certain that he could restrain this ancient monster who had lived for who knew how many tens of thousands of years.

She was the Silver Dragon King, the embodiment of the Dragon God's wisdom.

A weak point?

Who knew whether she possessed some divine skill that could free her from his control?

Lin Yan's killing intent rose inch by inch within his heart.

Gu Yue felt it.

She could feel the temperature of the surrounding air dropping.

Her unparalleled intelligence began working frantically at an unprecedented speed.

Turn against him?

Turn against him now?

She glanced at the slowly rotating World Membrane.

Without Lin Yan's Time Authority, the world's evolution would grind to a halt.

Without time acceleration, the growth of civilization would require tens of thousands of years of natural evolution. She could not wait that long.

Her recovery speed would plummet off a cliff.

She was the ruler of the elements, not the ruler of time.

The stronger the world became, the stronger she became.

But for the world to grow stronger, Lin Yan had to be willing to accelerate time.

Turning against him would be easy, but what came after that?

Without time acceleration, how slow would her recovery become?

One year to recover a hundred years of cultivation?

Ten years to recover a thousand years of cultivation?

Gu Yue completed all those calculations in 0.3 seconds.

Then she made her decision.

"Wait a little longer."

Her voice softened, so soft that even she found it somewhat disgusting.

"Once I recover a little more, I'll give you a Divine-bestowed Soul Ring. I promise."

She tried her best to make her gaze appear sincere and her tail's swaying seem relaxed and natural.

But her back was stiff, her claws were cold, and her heart pounded like a drum.

Lin Yan still did not answer.

Gu Yue's fur stood on end beneath his gaze.

She knew that a hollow verbal promise alone could never make this beast put aside his desire to kill her.

She needed to change the subject. She needed to shift his attention from "killing dragons" to something else.

"...Why do you keep destroying worlds?"

She spoke, with genuine curiosity in her voice.

It was not entirely an act. She truly wanted to know.

She had held this question in for a long time.

These past few days, she had been reading the information from the previous eras, and the more she read, the more alarmed she became.

Before the human civilization of the Ninth Era, there had been eight entire eras.

Every era had seen life arise, civilizations take root, and countless living beings struggle for survival.

Some eras had even developed systems of civilization no less advanced than that of the Ninth Era.

They had language, writing, religion, philosophy, poets who gazed at the stars in despair, and warriors who defended their homes amid war.

Then they were all destroyed.

As casually as snuffing out a candle.

As carelessly as turning a page in a book.

Lin Yan paused.

"Destroying worlds gives feedback and increases my cultivation."

His tone was calm, as though he were saying something as obvious as "eating fills your stomach."

Gu Yue's dragon pupils abruptly contracted.

"Destroying an entire world just to increase your cultivation by a little?"

Her voice rose, carrying an incredulous horror.

Though she had long known this guy was a beast.

Though she had personally experienced the destruction of the Ninth Era.

Hearing him say it so casually still made every scale on her body turn cold.

"What's wrong with that?"

Lin Yan frowned, unable to understand why she was reacting so strongly.

"Aren't they just a bunch of fungi? Once they're wiped out, just nurture them again."

Fungi.

In his eyes, those living, breathing lives.

Those civilizations struggling to survive, those countless souls crying toward the heavens in the apocalypse.

Those intelligent beings who created language and writing, built cities and temples, and still refused to yield in despair—were merely fungi.

Gu Yue suddenly felt that her understanding of the word "god" had still been too shallow.

She had always thought herself cold-blooded enough.

For the revival of the Soul Beast race, she could destroy human civilization without hesitation.

But she destroyed humanity for the survival of her race.

It was to carve out a bloody path under the unjust oppression of the God Realm.

She had reasons, a position, and hardships that made it necessary.

But Lin Yan—he did it only for that little bit of cultivation.

Like a human stepping on an anthill.

Not because of any deep hatred, but simply because they could not be bothered to walk around it.

This was what a true god was.

Treating all things like livestock and all living beings like weeds.

He did not hate you, love you, or care about you.

Destroying you had nothing to do with you.