Volume Two: Naked Primitive Accumulation of Capital - The Great Enterprise of Waste Recycling and Reuse (Part Two)

"We share the closest of bonds..." Luo Qian frowned after reading the first line. That damned God King—did he have some peculiar tastes? Why did the summoning incantation begin with something so suggestive? Or was that sort of thing fashionable in the Divine Realm these days? Everyone who made this kind of contract had to recite the same words, after all.

"We place our complete trust in each other. We have made a solemn promise to each other. By the bond we share as brothers, I summon back my closest companion, the God King. Appear..." He finished the incantation under his breath and felt a wave of nausea. How sickeningly mushy.

The thought flashed through his mind and vanished. As the last word fell, the ritual began. Luo Qian felt as though someone had seized him by the hair and yanked him out of the Immortal Realm like a radish from the ground.

Until then, Luo Qian had never imagined he would one day receive the "Xiang Shaolong treatment." He opened his eyes in the Divine Realm without a trace of pain, nothing like a man who had taken a nasty fall. But beneath him came a breathy moan.

Luo Qian looked down and nearly drooled. Good heavens, what a magnificent pair of peaches! So fair and pink! Then he jolted. That pale skin reminded him this was definitely no woman from the Immortal Realm. Sure enough, when he looked past her shoulders, he found himself lying on a great bed made of countless white feathers.

"Brilliant!" Luo Qian cried. When he got back and told Qi Ren about this formidable "bed technique," that old rascal would surely praise him again: "Just a relaxed chat, and you reap an unexpected reward."

An Angel.

Yes, a Ten-Winged Angel—a beautiful, voluptuous