“At the mont of greatest pain and helplessness, when soone helps you, that grace is rembered for a lifeti.”
Over the long years, Chu Ge had been waiting for Bone Maiden to reach the brink of despair, to suffer until life was worse than death.
Only then could he harvest her Faith Power to the fullest extent.
To hasten that day’s arrival, Chu Ge had long tampered with his flute’s lody.
In the later stages, the flute’s sound would not calm Bone Maiden; it would instead infla the ferocity of her inner demons.
He intended to drive her into utter despair, so that in her panic she would seize any offered chance of rescue.
But after scheming for so many years, just as everything was about to bear fruit, Ye Yu appeared.
He personally freed Bone Maiden from her inner demons—and beca her husband!
Under these circumstances, it wasn’t just harvesting Faith Power that was impossible; soon neither of them would remain in the village.
Chu Ge nearly spat blood in outrage.
He had only intercepted Ye Yu to force him to contribute his own Faith Power.
He had spared no effort in expounding his ideals and the village’s harmonious life, hoping to secure provisions to bolster his cultivation.
Yet Ye Yu was not sustenance—he was a wolf among lambs.
Not only had he won over Bone Maiden, but even Shen Fuxin, who had already offered a small asure of Faith Power, was driven away because of him.
The wretched man, with his single hand, had severed the Faith Power of two gods.
Chu Ge could not accept such an outco.
He had sent Qin Zizhu to speak with Shen Fuxin precisely to drive a wedge between them.
To muddy the waters so every god would believe he supported them.
That way he could collect more Faith Power and erge the greatest victor.
He had never expected Shen Fuxin to leave!
“You are too weak, goddess. I despise your lack of struggle.”
Furious, Chu Ge decided he could no longer wait and secretly plotted with Qin Zizhu.
First, use the flute’s lody to lull Bone Maiden into slumber; then have Qin Zizhu kill Ye Yu, framing it as the work of her inner demons and an accidental slaying of her husband.
Upon hearing this plan, Qin Zizhu imdiately offered a great surge of Faith Power, believing Chu Ge’s intentions were wholly benevolent.
Little did he know, Chu Ge’s true target was still Bone Maiden’s Faith Power.
Once Ye Yu was out of the way, and with his flute’s song stirring her inner demons...
Bone Maiden would soon be tortured by them once more.
Then—his mont would finally co.
Alone and helpless, she would be forced to offer a massive surge of Faith Power, enough to propel him into the late stage of the Great God Realm.
Only after hearing Chu Ge’s exposition did Ye Yu fully grasp the village’s true purpose.
In fact, the two of them were not so different: Chu Ge sought Faith Power, while Ye Yu sought Negative Emotion Points.
Both pursued nurical growth to beco stronger.
But while Chu Ge raised gods as a power reservoir, Ye Yu cast a wide net across the realms.
Perhaps he could borrow a leaf from Chu Ge’s approach?
No—his Dreamborn Talent had anti-farming limits. He could not endlessly trap the sa target.
Chu Ge’s thod was therefore unsuitable for him.
At this thought, Ye Yu sighed softly—truly disappointed.
But to Chu Ge, that sigh seed like resignation.
He spoke: “It’s late for regrets now. You know full well I’ve shared countless secrets with you—of course I would kill you to silence you. You’re smart; you hid your cultivation and killed Qin Zizhu. You deserve the title ‘cunning and brave,’ but it ends here. The power of a Great God Realm is not sothing you can contend with!”
No sooner had the words fallen than a surging force struck Ye Yu.
He felt every muscle tighten, as if invisible hands pressed him to his knees.
It was powerful—but still no match for the God of Inner Demons!
Ye Yu mustered all his strength to ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) resist and forced himself upright.
Chu Ge’s eyes widened in surprise. “Oh, it seems I underestimated you. You really are extraordinary. Very well—if you offer Faith Power, I may consider sparing you. What do you say?”
“Not a chance,” Ye Yu replied. He raised his right hand, forming his sword finger before him— the opening move of Flying Waterfall Three Thousand Feet.
Seeing this, Chu Ge leapt back and vanished from sight.
He had clearly watched Ye Yu’s fight with Qin Zizhu; he knew that technique was truly vicious.
To avoid witnessing it, he concealed himself—but his voice rang out from all directions: “Boy, don’t waste your strength. You will die here today, and no one will co to your aid. This is a sealed space—you cannot contact the outside!”
At these words, Ye Yu instinctively glanced around.
Though the space seed vast, Chu Ge had not spoken without purpose.
This realm could not be very large.
Before Ye Yu could think further, white threads shot forth and frantically wrapped around him.
In just two breaths’ ti, he was cocooned in a giant chrysalis.
Chu Ge stood in a corner, lifting the jade flute to his lips.
As the saying goes, even a mosquito is still at.
If he could, he would not let any opportunity for Faith Power slip by.
Ye Yu’s pleas ant nothing—Chu Ge had ways to ensure no cries for help would succeed.
Then—obediently offer your Faith Power!
A clear flute lody rang out.
Brilliant light stread from the great chrysalis.
Chu Ge’s expression turned grave.
Under his watchful gaze, Ye Yu’s body began to expand at incredible speed.
Ten zhang, a hundred zhang, a thousand zhang...
At last, Ye Yu swelled into a colossal giant dozens of thousands of zhang tall, completely filling the barrier.
Chu Ge had nowhere to hide.
He had planned to relocate, but before he could...
Black flas rose, engulfing the space without a single blind spot.
Burn Nine Nether!
Augnted by the Heavenly Fiend World-Annihilation Art, this supre ghost-immortal technique unleashed its full power.
Although it could not finish Chu Ge outright, injuring him was now effortless.
Soon, the shape of a fiery humanoid erged—and Ye Yu sensed sothing amiss.
“Great God, is that you? I’ve found you!”
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