Gu Yue's Pot-Scrubbing Resentment Hits the Roof: "I, the Silver Dragon King, Have to Scrub Pots for You?!"

"Me?" Lin Yan yawned. "I'm going to sleep."

Gu Yue's dragon face twitched.

Capitalist.

A thoroughgoing capitalist.

She was the mighty Silver Dragon King, sovereign of the Soul Beasts, half of the Dragon God, the World-Devouring Dragon.

And now she had fallen so low that she was working for a human who was not even a Soul Master.

She even had to serve as the Heavenly Dao, cleaner, and nanny all in one.

Most importantly, there was no pay.

"What are you looking at?"

Lin Yan had already collapsed onto the bed and pulled the blanket over his head. His muffled voice came from beneath it.

"The world is in your hands. Don't let me down. Oh, and remember to clean up the kitchen. The pot from yesterday's mushroom stew still hasn't been scrubbed."

Gu Yue: "???"

She glared at the lump beneath the blanket on the bed, her teeth grinding audibly.

Her little claws clenched and loosened, loosened and clenched again, while her tail snapped behind her.

Calm down.

Calm down.

You are the Silver Dragon King. You are the embodiment of the Dragon God's wisdom.

You cannot lower yourself to argue with a mortal who does not even have a Soul Ring—

"One more thing," another sentence drifted out from under the blanket, spoken lazily, as though he were ordering around his own nanny.

"That half-carton of milk in the fridge is about to expire. Throwing it out would be wasteful. Since you don't need to excrete anyway, it won't give you diarrhea. Eat it while you're at it."

"...Raaah!!!"

Gu Yue let out an utterly stifled roar.

Then she obediently went to scrub the pot.

She squatted beside the kitchen sink, holding a steel wool scrubber in both little claws as she mechanically scoured the blackened mushroom residue from the bottom of the pot.

One scrub, one curse.

Another scrub, another curse.

What did that bastard take her for?

A garbage bin?

She was the sovereign of the Soul Beasts! In all her life, she had never suffered such humiliation.

After scrubbing the pot, she opened the refrigerator and found that the half-carton of milk had indeed gone bad.

The carton was swollen, and when she leaned closer for a sniff, the sour stench nearly blew the top off her head.

Expressionlessly, she tossed the milk into the trash can. After thinking for a moment, she tied the garbage bag shut and made a dead knot.

That way, when that bastard woke up, he would not try to feed it to her just to save money.

After finishing all that, Gu Yue returned to the empty room and crouched before the World Membrane.

She sank her consciousness into the territory that belonged to her.

Within the membrane, time was flowing tens of millions of times faster.

The sun and moon cycled like flickering lights, clouds gathered and scattered like tides, and civilization advanced at breakneck speed.

Qian Yuhan had already recondensed her Angel Godhood.

Gu Yue lay at the edge of the membrane, watching the six-winged girl busily at work within the world.

She spread faith, established a church, purified evil energy, and taught humanity farming and writing.

Wherever her Holy Light reached, darkness retreated, crops grew wildly, and believers fell to their knees, crying out the Angel God's name.

"What a diligent worker."

Gu Yue muttered, her tone carrying a hint of sourness.

Faith Power rose from believers across the world like strands of golden thread.

It gathered within Qian Yuhan, then was transformed by her Godhood into Holy Light and scattered across the land.

The entire cycle was smooth and efficient, making Gu Yue's teeth itch.

She was the Heavenly Dao of this world!

Why did all the faith go to that six-winged birdwoman?

But never mind.

Gu Yue swished her tail, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly.

All that faith would eventually be converted into World Power, and that World Power would ultimately flow back to her.

Qian Yuhan was working herself to the bone, but in essence, she was working for her.

At that thought, Gu Yue's mood improved again.

She turned her gaze elsewhere.

Deep within the ocean, Poseidon was gathering the faith of Sea Soul Beasts and slowly recondensing the Sea God Godhood.

His progress was much slower than Qian Yuhan's.

There were fewer Sea Soul Beasts, their intelligence was lower, and their Faith Power was as thin as watered-down wine.

Yet he was neither hasty nor impatient. He simply sat cross-legged at the edge of an undersea abyss, refining his Godhood bit by bit.

"Two false gods, each busier than the last," Gu Yue sneered.

Still, watching them work so hard left her feeling somewhat moved.

She had ultimately become the same kind of capitalist as that beast.

Gu Yue closed her eyes and felt the surging power within her.

The stronger the world became, the stronger she became.

As civilization revived, the World Power she could command had increased several times over.

The elemental energy of heaven and earth was circulating on its own.

Qian Yuhan's Holy Light purified evil energy, the Sea God's tides regulated the climate, humanity's farming reshaped the land, and the Soul Beasts' reproduction enriched the ecosystem.

Every living thing, every grain of sand, was contributing energy to this world.

And all that energy would eventually gather in the hands of her, the Heavenly Dao.

Most importantly, she had discovered a secret.

Though the World Membrane was small, it was fundamentally an independent plane.

And since it was a plane, it had a Plane Barrier.

That barrier could continuously expand by devouring matter from the outside world.

Soil, stone, water, air, sunlight, spiritual energy.

All matter from the real world could be swallowed by her and transformed into nourishment for the world.

It was like tending a potted plant. As long as you kept watering and fertilizing it, it would grow larger and larger.

And the larger the world became, the stronger her authority as the Heavenly Dao would become.

The stronger she became, the more matter she could devour.

The more matter she devoured, the larger the world would become.

A perfect positive cycle.

Gu Yue's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

At this rate, within two weeks at most, she would recover the cultivation of a hundred-year Soul Beast.

Within three months at most, she would break through to a thousand years.

Within one year at most—

She secretly glanced at Lin Yan, who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

Within one year at most, she would be able to pin that beast to the floor and grind him into the dirt.

Tie him to a chair, poke his face with chopsticks, and make him call her Mommy.

Ten thousand times.

"Hehehe..." Gu Yue could not help letting out a lewd little laugh.

Then she quickly covered her mouth and guiltily looked back.

On the bed, Lin Yan turned over. Half the blanket slipped down, leaving half his body exposed.

The late spring night was still a little chilly. He unconsciously curled up, his brows knitting slightly.

Gu Yue crept over on tiptoe, hooked the corner of the blanket with the tip of her tail, and gently pulled it back up to cover him.

Then she tucked in the edges with her claws to make sure no wind could get in.

After doing that, she froze for a second.

Then, embarrassed and furious, she smacked herself with her tail.

Gu Yue, are you insane?! Why are you covering him with a blanket?!

It would serve him right if he froze to death! If he died, you would not have to work yourself to the bone for him anymore!

If he froze to death, you could finally become the master!

But her body was honest—she tucked the blanket farther beneath his shoulders.

"...I'm only afraid that if he catches a cold, I'll have to take care of him. I-I definitely haven't been domesticated by him."

Gu Yue told herself firmly.

By the time Lin Yan woke up, the sun was already high in the sky.

He sat up and saw Gu Yue crouching before the World Membrane.

Her little claws were pressed against its surface, her eyes closed in concentration. She had not even noticed that he was awake.

What drew his attention even more was Gu Yue's aura.

It was far stronger than it had been the night before.

The elemental fluctuations around her were so dense that they were almost visible to the naked eye.

Rainbow-colored patterns flowed across her silver-white scales.

The entire dragon radiated an aura that was sacred and ancient.