The Annoying God of Evil

The God of Evil stood about three or four meters away from Mo Lin. Listening to his flippant remarks, he took no offense; instead, the interest in his eyes only grew.

"You really do have some nerve, kid, talking like that when you know I'm a God King."

"So what if you're a God King? Does that mean you get to harass people?"

Mo Lin was unimpressed, his face full of impatience.

From the look of things, he seemed thoroughly annoyed with the other party. After all, he was like a stubborn medicinal plaster that simply wouldn't come off.

"If I'd known, I wouldn't have fucking fought that tiger."

When he had subdued the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, all he had thought about was how cool and impressive it would look. He had completely forgotten that the thing seemed to have some connection to the God of Evil.

And sure enough, the god had set his sights on him, clamoring every day about giving him his divine seat.

It wasn't that he hadn't considered killing him. The problem was that this was only a clone; if he killed one, the god could simply make another.

Under the Divine Realm's restrictions, even God Kings could not take action in lower planes.

Although the God of Evil loved finding amusement and was often rather frivolous, he was indeed the being in charge of the Divine Realm Order.

The fact that his Super Divine Artifact was called the Judgment Scales made that clear.

But the problem was, couldn't a fucking God King have a little shame? Were God Kings all so idle, coming to harass him at the drop of a hat?

He couldn't even enjoy an undisturbed afternoon nap.

"What do you mean, harassing you? I'm openly bringing you warmth and goodwill, all right? Why are you still acting like this, kid? Other people want it, and I won't even give it to them."

"Then go give it to whoever wants it. I don't fucking want it."

The refusal was blunt, but it clearly had no effect on the God of Evil.

Not only did it have no effect, it actually made him double down.

How did that saying go again... he was simply asking for abuse.

"Can't we make a deal? Whatever benefits you want, I can satisfy you as long as it's within my power. Just inherit my divine seat."

Had the gods of the Divine Realm witnessed this scene, their jaws would probably have dropped in shock.

A mighty God King was actually humbling himself and trying every possible means just to get someone to inherit his position.

It was absurd beyond belief.

But even more absurd was how impatient the person being begged looked.

"I only have one condition."

"Name it."

Thinking he had persuaded him, the God of Evil immediately beamed.

"Please fuck off as far away as you can."

With that, Mo Lin turned his back on the God of Evil and ignored him.

He was truly sick of being pestered by him. Couldn't he go find that guy named Ji Dong? Why did he insist on bothering him?

And where had his wife gone?

Wait!

As though something had occurred to him, Mo Lin abruptly sat up and looked at the God of Evil, his previously impatient gaze turning vicious.

"Where's your wife!"

The God of Evil froze, baffled by his sudden change.

"She's in the Divine Realm. What's wrong?"

"She hasn't gone to harass my wife, has she?"

The God of Evil and the Kindness God were husband and wife, and generally sought out another married couple to inherit their divine seats.

Although he and Ye Lingling weren't married yet, it was essentially a done deal.

With the God of Evil here pestering him, the Kindness God might very well have gone to pester Ye Lingling.

That was something he absolutely would not allow, so he had to get a clear answer.

"Oh~ You mean that girl? She can't possibly inherit my wife's divine seat. You can rest assured about that."

"After all, that girl's lineage has already been designated as Life's successors. Whoever else we might approach, we couldn't approach her."

The good news was that the Kindness God hadn't gone to harass Ye Lingling.

The bad news was that another one had set their sights on her.

And what did he mean by Ye Lingling's lineage being designated successors?

"Want to know?" The God of Evil chuckled and continued, "Agree to inherit my divine seat, and I'll tell you."

Judging by Mo Lin's reaction, he was clearly very interested in what had just been mentioned. Perhaps this could be his way in.

"No. Keep it to yourself."

How could Mo Lin not see what he was thinking? He gave him the internationally recognized friendly gesture, then lay back down.

I'll contact Good Side in a bit. I can just leave this sort of investigation to him.

He wasn't particularly fond of work that required thinking. After all, he preferred more direct things.

Speaking of which, Lingling should be coming here soon, shouldn't she?

It's been a while since I went back. I really miss her.

Good and evil were one being. Even though the Tiger Talisman had split them apart, their feelings toward Ye Lingling were the same.

After all, every so often, the two would merge again before splitting apart once more.

Aside from sharing information, they did this to ensure that both retained a certain degree of commonality.

For instance, when it came to Ye Lingling, the importance both placed on her was outrageously high.

"Ugh, so fucking annoying."

Beside him, the God of Evil kept yammering away, making so much noise that he couldn't even sleep peacefully.

With no other choice, he could only go find some amusement to pass the time.

"Xiao Hei, come on. Let's take a stroll through the city."

Patting the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger beneath him, Mo Lin prepared to take him for a stroll around Suotuo City.

He would clean the place up before Ye Lingling arrived, saving himself trouble later.

He also wanted to shake off the annoying fly beside him.

The other party was a Deity and couldn't be discovered by too many people.

Normally, as long as there were enough people around, he would disappear on his own.

The God of Evil also saw through Mo Lin's intentions and did not continue pestering him.

"Ah, this kid really is a tough one."

Watching his departing figure, the God of Evil sighed, then dissolved into motes of light and vanished.

Parallel plane · Peerless Tang Sect era.

After Electrolux's brief words of guidance, Huo Yuhao finally made up his mind to leave Shrek and head to the Body Sect.

He knew this was the best choice for him.

What had happened today had also made him understand something.

Without power, he would lose everything he cherished.

So he needed power-very, very great power.

"Can I go say goodbye?"

Looking up at Mo Lin, Huo Yuhao asked quietly.

"Yes, but make it quick. I'm in a hurry."

There was still a little time, so Mo Lin did not refuse.

Just as he had said before, under normal circumstances, he was actually quite easy to talk to.

Of course, whether anyone believed that was another matter.

Only after receiving Mo Lin's definite answer did Huo Yuhao breathe a sigh of relief. He then hurried off without delay, preparing to find Tang Ya, Wang Dong, and the others to say a proper goodbye.

As for Mo Lin, he stayed where he was. After all, the finger he had asked for had yet to be delivered.

About three minutes later, the Elder who had just left returned.

In his hand was a bloody finger.

Clearly, this was the one Mo Lin had asked for.

"What you wanted."

He offered the finger to Mo Lin, but Mo Lin did not take it, instead saying with a smile.

"What are you giving it to me for? I don't eat that stuff."

He had only said he wanted a finger. He hadn't said he would take it away.

"All right, this matter ends here."

With a wave of his hand, all the black Soul Cannons that had covered the heavens disappeared.

The sky became clear once more, and sunlight spilled down, yet at that moment, it brought no sense of warmth.

"A word of advice: geniuses are geniuses because that's what they already are, not because of your Shrek."