I'm Not an Ordinary Cow-Horse

"Amaterasu Omikami!"

The moment the golden Magatama appeared, Kunguna shuddered in alarm.

He rose stiffly like a corpse, while the beautiful woman's body behind him, no longer supported by divine power, immediately collapsed into a puddle of rotten flesh.

"Mortal, what is your relationship with Amaterasu Omikami?"

Kunguna asked with a grave expression.

"What do you think?"

Liu Zheng asked in return.

"Are you Lord Amaterasu Omikami's male favorite? No, she would never like something as filthy as you."

Kunguna said after pondering for a moment.

"Kukuri-hime personally introduced me so that I could have an audience with the revered Lord Amaterasu Omikami. What are you that you think you're worthy of speculating about her preferences?"

He said bluntly.

"You really are Lord Amaterasu Omikami's male favorite?"

Kunguna asked suspiciously.

"No, you're not. You don't carry even a trace of Lord Amaterasu Omikami's aura."

Before Liu Zheng could answer, he gave his own conclusion.

"If you think I'm not, then come kill me."

Liu Zheng said indifferently.

"You think I wouldn't dare, mortal?"

Kunguna's cold gaze was like a barbed tongue, licking across his cheeks until his skin stung.

"Then why aren't you moving? Did lying down for too long turn your legs soft?"

He shot back.

"Mortal, you'd better stop testing my patience."

Kunguna's gaze grew even colder.

"You're the one testing my patience. You rotten-ass yin-yang god, are you going to fight or not? If not, I've got other things to do."

Liu Zheng said impatiently.

Kunguna's face twitched slightly, making his already ugly features look even more horrifying.

His gaze swept across Liu Zheng's entire body before finally stopping on the golden phantom of the Magatama.

"You may leave, mortal."

After a moment of silence, Kunguna spoke.

"Then you have to leave too."

"Mortal, even if Lord