Chapter 2775 - 65: Seeking Nothing Without Fate

"Hahaha, Supreme One, how do you think I performed?"

In the heart of the Great Ancient God, Chai Asi’s smug voice echoed.

This kid was flattering and fawning over Yuan Mengji on the surface, while secretly mocking him in front of the Great Ancient God.

He said Yuan Mengji was stupid, said Yuan Mengji was naive, said all these noble young masters were just born lucky... blessed with good fortune but lacking in anything else.

His words poured like a rainstorm.

He was actually accustomed to chatting with the Great Ancient God about this and that, seeking advice on cultivation and life’s doubts, boasting of his progress and growth, sharing his wild and imaginative ideas.

Perhaps because the Great Ancient God needed to sleep to restore his divine power, he often wouldn’t respond.

Chai Asi would just talk to himself, enjoying his own amusement.

He had never seen his parents since he could remember. At a very young age, his grandfather was hit and killed by a carriage right in front of him. All along, he grew up alone in that old house... so he didn’t quite understand the feelings many normal kids have of showing off their growth to their parents, hoping for praise.

"All the things you said... are they all just an act?" The Great Ancient God asked after a long silence.

"Of course, haha," Chai Asi was even happier to get a response: "Do you think I could truly respect that big fool? Blind confidence, so clueless, no idea where he gets the courage. He even thinks he rules with both kindness and might, and has the skills to command!"

"That’s good," said the Great Ancient God.

"Ah, wait, there’s one thing that’s true," Chai Asi said with a cheeky smile: "Marrying Yuan Xiaoqing is true."

The Great Ancient God remained silent. Chai Asi continued: "I wonder when you’ll recover your Dao Body and return to your peak, in time to officiate our wedding!"

"You little monster! How dare you try to fool me as you do with Yuan Mengji?!"

The Great Ancient God’s voice sounded like he was genuinely angry.

But having been together for so long, Chai Asi was no longer as nervous as before, laughing shamelessly: "Oh my Supreme Grandfather, how could this little demon fool you! Who is Yuan Mengji in the grand scheme of things, compared to you? When I get married, if you have recovered, how could even a single guest be an ordinary person? We’d start with little spiders and monkeys. As for Yuan Mengji, dreaming of a seat at the table, even sending an invitation might be impossible!"

"Didn’t you use to like Zhu Lanruo?" The Great Ancient God said: "Since you’re both exploring the area, shall I help you pursue her?"

"Better not!" Although Chai Asi was deeply confident in the Ancient God’s abilities, he merely laughed: "That female demon is way too shrewd! One look today, and I can tell we’re not on the same path. Before, I was ignorant and chasing after the most famous and beautiful. Now with Little Qing, who has time for other thoughts? My heart’s completely filled with her. Every day stealing a kiss from her is such a delight! You, being an experienced demon yourself, must know this feeling!"

The Great Ancient God could only finally say: "Watch the road, don’t overthink."

Chai Asi still seemed a bit unaccustomed, wondering why the Great Ancient God’s voice was so gentle today? But he wasn’t going to intentionally seek a scolding, so he turned back to laughing and joking with Yuan Mengji. One moment calling him wise and mighty, the next praising him for his noble destiny, making Yuan Mengji beam with joy.

Among the six exploration teams in the Land of Shenxiao, their team had the most harmonious atmosphere. Everyone thought they had an edge over the others, not seeing teammates as threats. Thus, they could tolerate and cooperate well.

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In Mo Yun City, Tiger Taisui softly asked, "Who has heard of the Demon clan’s Hell?"

At his feet lay the remains of Yuan Laoxi. Not far in front of him was the fallen Yuan Xiaoqing. Besides, there were the trembling members of the Fruit and Flower Club, the speechless Quan Shouzeng and Yuan Jiazheng with their faces pale.

All mere, insignificant ants.

With a constant smile, Chan Fayuan said: "Mere small sects, left-hand paths, concocting some legends and secrets, making no sense. What’s worth noticing?"

"Yet that’s not always the case!" Ji Xingkong’s voice reverberated: "Some absurd theories, as they’re told and believed by more people, suddenly become truth, even gain some ’legitimacy.’ Doesn’t this sort of thing happen often?"

Lu Ximing seriously discussed: "Life and death is an eternal theme. The legend of the deity presiding over death has always existed. Things like memory of the deceased, black scythes, the realm of spirits, the soul-eating giant dogs... these are common. However, talking about hell, in the Human Race’s Divine Dao era, such sayings were quite popular."

"This faceless Furry God or King of Bian Cheng seems to have knowledge of both demon and human realms," Chan Fayuan laughed: "He must have some remarkable insight, maybe he has some affinity with I Buddha!"

"In the Human Race’s Divine Dao era, was this idea of Hell also popular, with things like Oxhead and Horseface?" Zhu Yi slightly raised her eyebrows.

Lu Ximing gently replied: "Certainly so!"

These two exquisite female demons, one of the heavens, the other on earth, one among flowers, one under the moon, contrast beautifully, exquisitely charming.

Yet one remained carefree, the other’s heart heavy with unspoken burdens.

"Again with that Demon clan beast transformation nonsense, distorting literature and history, deserving of punishment!" Zhu Yi said with resentment.

Tiger Taisui didn’t care who her anger was directed towards, he simply raised his large hand. Through some mysterious connection in the unseen world, he captured the essence of things, five fingers closed, grasping a divinely glowing statue!

This statue was entirely pale and eerily faceless, still struggling within his large hand as if imbued with a spirit of its own.

"Hmm?"