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But this surgically enhanced pretty boy wasn't playing by the rules!!

He had merely tapped Zhang Feng's shoulder and stomach twice, yet Zhang Feng felt excruciating pain in his shoulder and an uncontrollable itch in his stomach. The former felt as though every meridian in his arm had snapped, painful and cold, while the latter was like countless tiny things scratching at his internal organs, utterly unbearable.

In less than a minute, Zhang Feng was rolling all over the ground, wailing and begging for mercy. It had just rained heavily, and after rolling around a few times, he looked utterly miserable.

Yet no matter how much Zhang Feng hated him, he did not dare say or do anything. There was something strange about this surgically enhanced pretty boy! He knew black magic! A wise man did not fight when the odds were against him. Once he got back, he would find people to deal with this damned poor bastard!

He Qinglan watched the human rolling around and begging for mercy while still radiating intense malice, then took two steps back in distaste. He had merely adjusted the blood flow in this human's body a little. He had not even used Divine Power, yet the man who had been cursing arrogantly just moments ago had already caved.

"Tch. Stay away from me. You're ugly and filthy right now."

Zhang Feng's crying and pleas abruptly stopped. He lifted his head to stare at the pretty boy in disbelief. He was already rolling around in agony, and this pretty boy actually called him ugly and filthy?!

Was he even human?!

"Pick up the trash now, then leave quickly." The River God, who was not human, still had the same pleasant voice as before, but the disgust in his tone was obvious. "Don't stay here and further offend my eyes."

Zhang Feng: "..."

DouDou Short Video blogger Zhang Feng, who had five million followers, felt utterly humiliated. Yet he had no choice but to grit his teeth, swallow the insult, pick up the trash he had thrown away, and leave.

As he picked up the garbage, Meng Tiantian and Niu Zhuang, who had been intimidated by the Demon Pretty Boy's aura and did not quite dare speak, saw him frown bluntly, turn away, and narrow his eyes, as though Zhang Feng's very existence truly sullied his eyes.

Meng Tiantian: "..." Help, she had never seen someone act so pretentious while looking so handsome and completely natural doing it!!

Niu Zhuang did not consider himself someone obsessed with looks, but even he inexplicably felt a little inferior right now.

This was simply absurd.

After Zhang Feng finally finished picking up the trash and the three of them fled in a somewhat bedraggled retreat, the Black Carp lying in the fruit canning jar cautiously poked out its head. Looking at the River God, who still wore a disgusted expression and a slight frown, it whimpered several times.

"My lord, those ungrateful humans aren't worth upsetting yourself over! Black Carp will spin in circles for you!"

So the Black Carp performed fancy spins inside the fruit canning jar and secretly made a heart gesture. It finally earned a faint smile from the River God, but before it could rejoice, it heard him say:

"Of course I would not be upset over mere mortals. I simply find them rather unattractive. That short cucumber was especially hard on the eyes."

The Black Carp froze for a moment, then suddenly recalled something an old turtle spirit in the river had said long ago—

[Our Qinglan River is the most beautiful river among all the world's waterways! Whether it is cascading waterfalls, winding stretches of water, or tinkling springs, from the Land of Origin onward, every place has its own beauty!

That is why the river spirit born from the Qinglan River is the most beautiful of all River Gods! When the Qinglan River God was born, waterways across the world rejoiced.

But because our River God is the strongest and most beautiful, he also developed a little flaw.]

As the Black Carp's memories reached this point, its fish body inexplicably tensed. It felt as though some cruel truth was about to be revealed. What had Grandpa Turtle said that little flaw was again?

[Our River God loves beauty and looks down immensely on ugly things.]

The Black Carp's body stiffened, and it immediately began to whimper.

"Waaah!!!" My lord, do you think Black Carp is ugly?

Only then did the Black Carp remember that when they had first met, its lord had held its tail with only two fingers!

Hearing its whimpering, the beauty-loving River God stiffened. Then, with a solemn expression, he looked at the Black Carp in the canning jar. "With your smooth, translucent scales, your tail fins like silk gauze, and your moist, bright eyes, how could you possibly be ugly?"

After hearing the River God's praise, the Black Carp excitedly spun several more circles, ready to make countless heart gestures for its lord. Then it heard the River God add, "But as a carp, you would look even better if you had red-and-white markings."

Like a koi, after all.

The Black Carp, whose entire body was black except for its white fish eyes and belly, froze on the spot. Then it whimpered all morning, and the water in the glass canning jar rose by an entire layer.

"Waaah waaah waaah waaah waaah!!!"

What was so great about red-and-white markings?! Were black-and-white markings not pretty?! Those flashy red-and-white koi might all have gaudy colors, but they were all stupid fish that only knew how to spin in circles, waaah!

It could teach the River God modern knowledge and spray clueless idiots in the face. Could those red-and-white koi do that? Could they?!!!

The Black Carp felt as though its soul had suffered an enormous blow. But the one who had hurt it was its River God. What could it do? It could only forgive him through tears and continue teaching him things and showing him the way.

Yes, after picking up trash throughout the night and morning, the River God had finally paused for the time being.

It was not that the River God did not want to keep picking things up. Rather, with ninety-nine percent of his power sealed and no longer possessing the immaculate, formless body of a god, the River God discovered that he... was hungry.

When his arms had begun to ache, he had not felt much. When his throat had grown slightly dry, he had not paid it much attention either. But when his stomach let out a particularly unappealing growl from hunger, the River God widened his eyes slightly and looked at his own stomach in surprise.

He had long forgotten this feeling completely. He had nearly forgotten that humans needed to eat and rest.

Tch, humans were truly troublesome.

But he was unwilling to restore his divine body now. That would consume far too much Spiritual Power.

So, he would eat something.