Gu Yue Finally Recognizes Lin Yan: "That Idiot Who Got Poisoned Eating Mushrooms Is the Creator God?!"

Gu Yue's body suddenly stiffened.

Her head slowly lifted, her gaze moving from the mushrooms in the pot to Lin Yan's face.

The young man's face was reflected in those dragon eyes—

Thin, pale, expressionless.

His school uniform had been washed until it had faded white, his hair was a mess, and his eyes held an indifference utterly at odds with his age.

Her memories began racing frantically.

The photo in that news report had been censored, but his build, hairstyle, and that uniform—

East Sea Academy's uniform.

Gu Yue's expression froze.

Her eyes widened, her mouth fell slightly open, and half a mushroom she had yet to chew remained in her mouth.

Wait.

That idiot who got poisoned eating mushrooms, was hospitalized, and babbled that he was the Creator God—

Could it be you?

Her gaze locked onto Lin Yan's face.

She tried to find even the slightest trait on that expressionless face that matched the words "Creator God."

She found nothing.

No matter how she looked at him, he was just an ordinary youth who was not even a soul master.

Yet she was absolutely certain—

The youth before her was that indescribable existence from the primordial era, who had stopped time with one hand, destroyed an entire world with a single thought, and drifted beyond the river of time.

Those two figures overlapped in Gu Yue's mind.

One was vast enough to blot out the heavens, with light beyond all colors blazing behind him.

The other stood in a kitchen, holding chopsticks and expressionlessly stirring the soup in a pot.

Gu Yue suddenly understood.

He had not been babbling nonsense.

He really was the Creator God.

That realization struck Gu Yue's mind like thunder, leaving her thoughts blank for a moment.

She froze in place, limbs curled up, pupils trembling, like an entire dragon pinned to the surface of the water.

Then, a large hand reached into the pot.

Two fingers pinched the back of her neck and fished her out of the soup.

"Hic—"

Gu Yue was caught completely off guard and let out a short hiccup.

Half her body dangled in midair as she struggled desperately.

Her four little stubby legs kicked wildly, her tail lashed about like an out-of-control whip, and soup dripped from her scales.

Lin Yan expressionlessly tossed her into the bowl beside him.

Gu Yue plunged headfirst inside, her scales striking the side of the bowl with a crisp ding.

She lay sprawled at the bottom of the bowl, her head buzzing.

Lin Yan did not look at her again.

He lowered his head to look at the soup in the pot.

The broth was milky white, and the mushrooms had been stewed into mush.

Rich mushroom fragrance filled the kitchen along with the rising steam.

It should be safe, right?

It's all cooked.

Cooked to mush.

He glanced at the fat dragon in the bowl, her mouth still greasy from all she had eaten—

She had eaten so many mushrooms without anything happening. She was still lively and kicking, and could even hiccup.

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Yan picked up a ladle and scooped up a spoonful of soup.

Gu Yue climbed out of the bowl, gripping the rim with her tiny claws as she shakily poked her head out.

The instant she saw Lin Yan about to drink the soup, she panicked.

Those mushrooms were poisonous!

"Aang—!"

She cried out at Lin Yan in a shrill, childish voice, urgent and sharp.

Lin Yan paused and turned to look at the little silver head by the bowl.

Gu Yue used all her strength to flip herself out of the bowl.

Her belly pressed against the stovetop as her four claws clumsily scrabbled over the tiles. She rolled and crawled desperately to the edge of the pot.

She raised her upper body, frantically gesturing in the air with both front claws while her tail swished wildly, letting out a string of urgent "Aang, aang, aang!"

Lin Yan frowned and set down the ladle.

Seeing that, Gu Yue breathed a sigh of relief.

She took a deep breath and drew upon the remaining strength within her.

In the primordial era, she had devoured the origin of an entire world, her power swelling to a level far beyond the Dragon God at his peak.

Although, after returning to the real world, most of that power had dissipated along with the world's collapse.

This manifested dragon body of hers still retained some of the Silver Dragon King's essence.

The ambient elements around them were pitifully sparse.

They were nowhere near as abundant as in the primordial era.

This world was like a dried-up desert, with elemental power nearly exhausted.

But Gu Yue's control over the elements was etched into her instincts—

She was the ruler of the elements. Even with only a sliver of power left, she could still pry at the rules themselves.

Silver light rose from her scales, soft and pure, flowing like moonlight.

The light spread into the pot and seeped into the broth.

The once milky-white soup suddenly turned clear and transparent, while every impurity at the bottom was broken down one by one.

Immediately afterward, brilliant seven-colored elemental radiance rose from the bottom of the pot, dyeing the entire soup into a dazzling painting.

Once Gu Yue finished, the glow on her scales rapidly dimmed.

She plopped down on the stovetop, panting heavily as her chest heaved violently.

The chubby fat on her little belly trembled with every breath.

This dragon is exhausted.

Then she lifted her head and looked at Lin Yan with sparkling eyes, her tail wagging behind her as if to say: Praise me, praise me.

Lin Yan looked down at the pot of soup.

The once simple mushroom soup had become a seven-colored eyesore.

He fell silent for two seconds.

Then he turned to look at the fat dragon on the stovetop, wagging her tail with "praise me" written all over her face.

His gaze gradually turned cold.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

Fine.

Very fine.

Absolutely fine.

He had been expelled from school.

Someone had taken his student status.

He owed five hundred thousand.

His soul spirit was nowhere in sight.

The world he had painstakingly nurtured for nine eras.

Had completely collapsed because he manifested this fat dragon who could not be cooked.

He had worked all day, his stomach cramping from hunger. He had finally managed to stew a pot of soup, and not only had this damned fat dragon eaten all the mushrooms—

She had even peed in the soup.

Lin Yan's logic was simple:

Clear soup had suddenly turned seven-colored.

And there was a dragon beside it madly wagging her tail, urging him to drink it—

What else could it be?

Gu Yue was so frightened by his gaze that every scale on her body stood on end.

No, why are you looking at me like that?

She instinctively shrank backward.

Her back struck the side of the enamel bowl with a crisp clang.

Then she saw Lin Yan reach out his hand.

That hand kept growing larger and larger in her eyes.

The shadow it cast enveloped her entire body.

Gu Yue's mind screamed.

What is he doing?

What is he doing?!

Is he going to throw me into the pot again?

No, his eyes are even scarier than before!

"Awooo—!"

Gu Yue curled into a ball in terror.

Her two front claws tightly covered her head.

Her tail curled up to cover her face.

Her entire body curled into a trembling ball.

Lin Yan flicked her forehead with his finger.

"Dong."

A dull thud rang out.

Gu Yue rolled across the stovetop three times from the flick.

She only stopped after crashing into the soy sauce bottle.

Covering her forehead, she looked up with teary eyes.

She let out an utterly aggrieved "Aang—."