Spirit treasures were born of chaos, brought forth by the Dao alone.
Within the endless chaos, Feng Yue refined spirit treasures without haste or panic.
Yet the Creation Demon God showed no intention of leaving. For some unknown reason, she had shed some of her spoiled princess airs, and throughout the boundless ages, she never again displayed the lofty bearing of a Demon God.
As for anything else, Feng Yue only wanted to laugh it off.
She had already been tormented beyond recognition. There was no need for him to twist the knife.
Ten calamity epochs later...
An insubstantial figure crossed through the void from one region of chaos. Without a physical body, it drifted like a ghost, wild and unrestrained.
Destiny manifested from illusion and reality, trailing mist that was pure white yet shadow-dark as it crossed hundreds of millions of miles of chaotic ages.
"Even an ultimate Demon God can have a day when they fall?"
Destiny raised its head and gazed at the chaotic starry sky. Countless rivers of reincarnation had shattered into fragments, streaking past like meteors, on the verge of collapse.
It was meaningless. The Reincarnation Demon God had already fallen.
That fellow, who had remained hidden for countless calamity epochs, had barely emerged before being slain by Creation. It was truly inconceivable.
Too weak.
Still too weak.
In the deepest reaches of chaos, Feng Yue's spirit treasure was finally completed. It radiated ten thousand beams of light, containing endless traces of time and void, with countless spirit treasures imprinted upon it.
At times, it transformed into a longsword; at others, it became a luminous pearl; at still others, it adorned itself as a gentle breeze fan. More often, it took on all manner of spirit treasure forms, changing in a thousand ways and shifting at will.
Other than the Chaos Creation Cauldron, Feng Yue used every usable material before the Creation Demon God.
He did not even spare the earrings on her ears or the bracelets around her wrists and ankles. In the end, because materials were insufficient, Feng Yue directly broke off one of his own branches and added a segment of his true body into it. It could now be considered equivalent to a top-grade Primordial Chaos spirit treasure.
As for the Creation Demon God, Feng Yue even stripped one of the gowns from her body. After all, that too was a spirit treasure, and extremely valuable.
He only left her with scraps to cover the most private parts of her body, which counted as giving her a final shred of dignity.
After the spirit treasure took shape, it flashed with light and shot into the heavens, finally settling at the boundary where black and white intertwined.
After changing in a thousand ways, the spirit treasure's form finally became a ring, unfathomably deep. Feng Yue wore it on his thumb, making him look extravagantly wealthy.
The ring could transform into a longsword, a divine tower, a clear fan, a jade palace...
It also contained the three thousand Great Daos of the Creation Jade Butterfly, allowing it to see through all laws beneath the Great Dao and seek out their weaknesses.
"Not bad at all!"
Feng Yue smiled as he stroked the ring, then named it, "The Boundless Spacetime Creation Mystic Light Supreme Heavenly Emperor Ring!"
"For short, the Boundless Ring!"
"I'm exhausted!"
"Hey, you. If you're not leaving, come over and massage my legs!"
Feng Yue pointed at the Creation Demon God. She was wrapped in only two extremely revealing strips of cloth, covering the parts that should not have been exposed.
At this moment, the Creation Demon God seemed dazed and unhinged, as though her mind had suffered a tremendous blow. She slowly walked toward Feng Yue, looking foolish and vacant.
Her face was expressionless, yet she still knew to obey.
"What an obedient girl!"
"The mighty Creation Demon God, one of the most supreme Demon Gods in chaos, is nothing more than this!"
Feng Yue suddenly felt like a villain, and the worst kind at that.
The Creation Demon God's slender jade fingers kneaded Feng Yue's thighs, neither too hard nor too soft—just right.
"Say, why aren't you talking?"
"I only tricked you once. It's not that serious, is it?"
Feng Yue lay in chaos to rest. He watched Clover continue boiling eggs, then looked at the crystal-clear fruits on the Chaos Enlightenment Tree, before finally turning his gaze toward the Creation Demon God, who was drooling with desire.
"Not bad. She really does surpass the other Demon Gods by a great deal, especially that figure and face. They can no longer be described by ordinary standards!"
"But the only flaw is that I've apparently provoked her into becoming mute. She can't speak anymore, and that absent-minded look is truly worrying!"
He looked up at the chaos overhead, where everything was pitch-black. Without his Dao Eyes, he probably would have only felt the terror brought by endless darkness.
"I wonder how things are on Earth. With my strength, can I cross through and return?"
"Too much time has been delayed. When will I be able to return to China?"
As he spoke, Feng Yue gradually fell asleep without realizing it. The law of reincarnation within his body began to circulate on its own.
Countless scenes surfaced in his memories: towering skyscrapers, dazzling nightlife that intoxicated the soul, beautiful women accompanying him as they drank and made merry, and a group of fair-weather friends gathered together... their joy boundless...
"Yin Lian, you bitch! I'll fucking kill you!"
Spouting off in his dream, Feng Yue carelessly slapped the Creation Demon God across the face.
After the slap, Feng Yue felt that something was off.
Did dreams really have such a strong sense of impact? That felt amazing.
Without another word, he gave her two more slaps.
Then, the Creation Demon God began to sob, silently shedding tears.
Her tears splashed onto Feng Yue's face. For a moment, in his dream, Feng Yue felt Yin Lian grab his head again and prepare to stuff it into a toilet. She was trying to kill him!
"You bitch, get lost!"
A burst of pressure spread out. The Creation Demon God was blasted away, and Feng Yue awoke as he wished.
The Creation Demon God's delicate body crashed into a chaotic boulder nearby. She instantly spat out a mouthful of purplish-red blood, her entire body curling up on the ground.
"Sister Creation, let me take you away. That guy has become more and more obedient!"
"He only knows how to bully you!"
The Five Elements Demon God hid behind the chaotic boulder. Seeing the Creation Demon God blasted away and land right beside her, she knew this was the perfect chance.
"Why haven't you left yet?"
The Creation Demon God finally spoke, her voice weak.
"I was waiting for you, Sister Creation!"
"And Sister Life...!"
Before the Five Elements Demon God could finish, Feng Yue used a void shift and instantly appeared behind her.
"Little Five Elements, did you just say Gods and Devils?"
"Take her away?"
A wave of pressure rose behind the Five Elements Demon God, and she instantly sensed that something was wrong.
She hurriedly turned around, only for Feng Yue to seize her and lift her up. Smiling, he said, "Perfect. With two girls now, they can properly serve me!"
Creation Demon God: "..."
Five Elements Demon God: "..."
"I let you leave before, but you refused. Now, even if you want to leave, you can't!"
"I said so. Not even Jesus can change that!"
The fates of the three female Demon Gods were now each more miserable than the last.
The Life Demon God had been beaten back into her former original form and was reforging the law of life. The Creation Demon God was half-crippled, neither dead nor alive, and could no longer fight. As for the Five Elements Demon God, she was practically useless; at best, she could serve as entertainment for Feng Yue when he had spare time, while also massaging his legs, pounding his back, kneading his shoulders, and rubbing his waist...
Of course, Feng Yue had no other preferences. He merely wanted to take in a few maids to serve him.
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