Inside the palace, carved wooden beams overlapped in layer upon layer, forming lofty towers like a celestial palace. On the painted walls, multicolored flying apsaras held real śarīra and chased illusory suns and moons, upending time and space within the halls until one could no longer tell the passage of the hours.
The former goddesses of the Divine Domain danced gracefully, displaying their slender figures and fair skin before Qin Tian. Every one of them was an exceptional beauty.
"Where have they brought me?!" Somewhat bewildered, Qin Tian drank his wine in a daze. He truly did not understand.
He vaguely remembered that Xin Yue seemed to have suggested taking a break, then taken Su Yunxian shopping for clothes in the Divine Domain.
The Divine Domain's distinctive clothing was indeed beautiful.
But as they shopped, Qin Tian had somehow been recognized, and then... things had ended up like this.
Goddesses from the various branches of the Divine Race had arrived, inviting Qin Tian to experience the Divine Domain's local specialties.
They were far too enthusiastic!
Qin Tian could hardly refuse.
"Forget it. It's not often I get to relax." Qin Tian reclined on the Divine Throne and waved his hand.
"Keep the music playing!"
"Keep dancing!"
As the god of the Divine Domain, protecting this realm demanded a great deal of energy. What was wrong with enjoying himself a little?
Besides...
He really had not rested in a very long time. The last time he had relaxed like this had been the last time.
Since leaving Big Dipper and Miaoyu Nunnery, he had never felt such warmth again.
His soul, weary for so many years, had suddenly found a home.
To tell the truth, he was beginning to like the Divine Domain.
Was this how the Old God lived?
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