Seeing Jungs frightening expression, Lu Yibeis palms felt sweaty, and his brain started to co up with various lies and excuses to save himself. Fighting a goddess like Jung is pointless, so the only way out is through negotiation!
Plus, Jung barely exerted any strength the last ti they fought; if anything, Yibei almost died trying to wound her.
Whats wrong? By the way, isnt the weather nice today? Yibei ntioned it with an expressionless face.
Hmm Jung narrowed her eyes as she glanced at him. What are you acting dumb for? Need to remind you of the wholeso and generous things you have done to ?
Lu Yibeis face turned pale, and he hurriedly replied, I-I humbly apologise I dont know what you an; I an, I helped an old lady across the street, I stuffed so money into a holess girls piggy bank, and I helped that student get away from his class.
Thats not what I ant! Jung bellowed, her voice shaking the apartnt, as she took off her shirt and pointed at her porcelain-like belly. Look at what youve done to !
Lu Yibei hurriedly covered his eyes with his hands, intermittently peeking through the gaps of his fingers before hiding them again.
However, Jung did not budge, and he reluctantly took his hands away. In an instant, he noticed a wisp of black mist emitting out of Jungs lower abdon as if it were alive.
You Jung pointed. I cant believe you would use the blood of corrupted gods to poison !
What? Yibeis eyes widened. What are you talking about?
Ill have you know that if Im contaminated with such filthy and unclean things, I might just turn into a degenerate! And when that ti cos, the entire Huacheng will not be able to escape, especially you, little boy.
I gave you nothing but grace, Jung sighed. All you had to do was collect cores for , and you get to co ho to an obedient and beautiful goddess, and yet
Oh, you are just shaless, Yibei inwardly pouted as he cleared his throat.
I really do not know what youre talking about. I split the core in half, gave one half to a hungry girl, and you get to eat the other half.
Youre acting stupid again.
I swear! I dont know what youre talking about!
Hearing this, Jung squinted at the contract mark on the back of his hand and sighed.
What kind of urban legend was it? Jung asked. Judging from my reaction, you gave the core of a corrupted, fallen god.
Hearing this, Yibeis mind was cast back into the pitch darkness of the pit in his dreamscape, and he couldnt help but shudder.
Well, Ill tell you where I got it from, but only if you can explain to what you just said.
Jung glanced at her contract mark again and nodded, Ill use the Night Divisions terms so youll be able to understand: corrupted gods are simply gods that have gone insane or deviated from their original purpose, and they will start attacking anything that doesnt fall in line with their purpose. Their blood contains everything about themtheir beliefs, their purpose of existence. When corrupted, their blood changes, too, like a virus. Drink too much, and Ill be gone.
I understand, Yibei gulped. In a sense, theyre like humans who carry a virus but dont isolate themselves?
I am not familiar with human culture, but I assu so. Now, tell where did you get the cores from.
Wait a minute, wait a minute! he said, rembering sothing and changing the topic. Last question: if this is as dangerous as you ntioned, then the girl I fed the core to
The thought of the benign schoolgirl going on a rampage and decapitating every student in her way sent chills down his spine.
You filthy Jung growled as her face darkened. You poisoned , and youre still worried about won outside?
?
Do gods get jealous easily?
Well Will you be alright?
I am an ancient goddess. I will be fine.
What about the girl?
Well, shell be fine. Theres too little corrupted blood to even matter, really.
One last question? Yibei asked.
Speak.
If youre fine and the girl will be fine, then whats the point of throwing your little tantrum just now?
Thats right, what am I getting angry for? Jung thought. And to answer Yibei, she simply slapped him across the face.
Dont question a goddess!
After dealing with the incredibly jealous goddess, Yibei went upstairs to retrieve the bamboo scrolls.
Placing the box on the table, he unlocked it, and Jung imdiately shrank back away from the box and pinched her nose. It stinks! What the hell did you bring ho?
What? It doesnt even sll like anything, Yibei replied as he leaned forward to sniff. All he could sll was the slight fragrance of bamboo and camphor wood.
Youre human, so you cant sll it. All I can sll is the stench of a corrupted god.
But when I transford into a witch, I couldnt sll anything either. Is sothing wrong with or her?
Well, these are the original bamboo scrolls I asked you to translate yesterday. If anything dangerous cos out of it, you get to have it as your food.
Jung was silent.
Why are you being so quiet? I thought you wanted cores? Yibei asked.
Well, I didnt expect to be eating turds to recover.
Theyre still a source of cores; if you dont want them, I can continue making charms!
Absolutely not! I am an ancient goddess! This is an acquired taste, she retaliated, putting her fist to her chest.
Whatever, lets take a look. Yibei rolled his eyes, and the two got closer to the box.
She carefully took the bamboo scrolls out of the box and untied the thread that held the scrolls together with a look of disgust as if she were unwrapping a piece of turd.
The mont she unfolded the bamboo scrolls, Yibei suddenly felt a sharp burning pain in his eyes, and a strong sense of uneasiness hit his nerves.
The special characters on the bamboo slips were glowing red and dancing a malicious dance, and after a mont, the characters pounced towards Jung.
Seeing this, he lunged forward and smacked the scrolls out of her hands before toppling over her with his body over hers.
W-wait, I can explain
Oh! Jung smiled seductively, wrapping her fingers around Yibeis neck. I understand whats happening.
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