After all, if the sky falls, there's always soone taller to hold it up.
Now Qiu Tu has beco the tallest person in the "Boundless Heart Sea", and what's before him is the issue of the Divine Kings in the "Heavenly God Battlefield".
Although this major crisis has been forcibly delayed by him for so ti, it has not been resolved.
While the four Divine Kings have their share of cowards or traitors selling out the world for glory, they were not lying about one thing.
—Once a Heavenly God is born, it ans seizing a part of the World Authority.
In such a situation, Divine Kings on the sa path will always devise various thods to find these newborn Heavenly Gods to truly unify their path.
Therefore, facing off against the other Divine Kings in the "Heavenly God Battlefield" is only a matter of ti.
Thinking of this, Qiu Tu couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency in his heart.
'I still need to quickly enhance my strength. And... learn more about the situation in the "Heavenly God Battlefield".'
'Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win a hundred battles.'
'But... where can I gather intelligence about the "Heavenly God Battlefield" from?'
Thinking this, Qiu Tu's gaze inadvertently fell on Doris.
As the King B*tch, Zhao Ji rarely praises anyone lightly. If she said Doris's father was a comrade-in-arms back in the day, it indicates that Doris's father indeed stood at the pinnacle of the world several centuries ago.
A person of that stature should have left much intelligence about the "Heavenly God Battlefield", right?
Moreover... Doris's strength was already considerable back then; might her father have left so insights into the "Heavenly God" Realm or thods for quickly boosting one's strength?
These could be trendously helpful resources for .
With this in mind, Qiu Tu collected himself, closed the "Heavenly God Domain", encouraged the "Ministry of Internal Affairs" confidant a few words in front of him, and then waved him away, leaving the upcoming ti for him and Doris alone.
After the confidant left, Qiu Tu had not yet taken action, but Doris, sitting beside him full and content, turned her pair of peach blossom eyes with mischief.
Clearly, she was scheming sothing naughty again.
Thus, before Qiu Tu could inquire about the intelligence, she stood up, leaned forward to Qiu Tu, and teased, "Mr. Speaker~ I want to...."
Hearing Doris's straightforward invitation, Qiu Tu, who was drinking water, almost spat it out.
He glanced at Doris, a bit surprised by her endurance.
One must know, last night he didn't stop at all, always extending thirty-minute tasks into over seventy, fully proving his "Heavenly God" prowess.
And yet, Doris still wants more now?
Hence, he looked deeply at Doris.
And under Qiu Tu's gaze, Doris showed no signs of retreat, her seductive eyes like threads, her amber gaze hiding unabated fighting spirit.
That fighting spirit burned fiercely, as if ready to consu Qiu Tu.
Qiu Tu paused montarily, then reached out to Doris.
But at that mont, Doris suddenly leaned back, dodging Qiu Tu's hand with a chuckle as if successfully pulling off a prank.
Then she joked, "Don't get the wrong idea, Mr. Speaker. I want your dinner portion."
"It seems your dinner looks tastier. I'd like a taste."
Hearing Doris's tease, Qiu Tu showed no outward sign, but inside he couldn't help but feel amused and exasperated.
Ah... the tactic I used on Qing Lan not long ago was now turned on by Doris.
I flirted with Qing Lan last ti, and now I'm being flirted with by Doris. Indeed, what goes around, cos around.
But.... the only difference is, Qing Lan couldn't counter , but I surely can deal with Doris.
Now that she's stirred my fla, Doris will have to extinguish it.
With that thought, Qiu Tu's hand reached out towards Doris again, gripping her by the arm.
Perhaps not anticipating Qiu Tu being so easily teased, Doris seed a bit flustered.
She stamred, "Wait, wait a minute, Qiu Tu."
"I'm a little tired. Maybe tomorrow."
Hearing this, Qiu Tu just chuckled, "No worries. Relax. You won't have to move."
"Besides, I don't an anything else. Just wanted to ask so other questions."
"Other questions?" Doris looked slightly puzzled.
Qiu Tu gave a faint nasal "Mhm," lifting Doris directly before walking towards the bedroom.
Seeing the direction Qiu Tu was heading, Doris was startled, quickly patting Qiu Tu's chest, "What are you doing? Weren't we going to talk?"
For Qiu Tu, who had advanced to a "Mid-level Heavenly God", Doris's patting was pretty much without effect.
So Qiu Tu didn't pause at all, maintaining his composure, he said, "Yes. But I'm worried you might not tell the truth. So so coercion may be necessary."
And so.... half an hour later. In Qiu Tu's bedroom.
Qiu Tu looked at Doris, who was floating up and down, and softly asked, "Let's talk about your father and the 'Heavenly God Battlefield'....."
.....
anwhile. Heavenly God Battlefield.
This was a barren and shattered world. The sky was a boundless grayish-yellow, like the color of dried-up despair.
The ground was crisscrossed with cracks, filled with pits and hollows as far as the eye could see, absent of Life, with only a few sparse wild grasses struggling to survive in stone cracks.
Yet in that seemingly endless desolate world.
The West God King was being pressured, kneeling on the ground.
In front of him stood a dozen or so powerful figures, exuding terrifying auras, their statures tall and imposing.
At the forefront was an elder, his hair speckled white, deep wrinkles etched into his face.
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