Chapter 94 The Seed of God (1)
Jian Shiyuan felt that he was merging into a body.
His body was immersed in the warm water, and the water gently brushed against his body.
As if sleeping in his mother's womb, he was very sleepy and warm, with a sense of security he had never felt before. He wanted to sleep forever.
Breathing slowly, it seems as if I have forgotten the time.
A slightly cool hand stroked his cheek. Jian Shiyuan's eyelashes trembled as his body slowly opened, and he saw long, soft golden hair. His gaze moved upwards, and slowly, he saw a jade-like chin and bright lips.
The man laughed and said, "My creation"
He was immersed in the light, and Jian Shiyuan couldn't see his face clearly. The warm breath that hit his face made Jian Shiyuan want to yawn. He rubbed his body against the man's palm habitually, raised his upper body like a cat, and stretched out his arms to hug the other person's neck.
The body murmured, "Father God"
The voice is childish, full of dependence, with an upturned ending, and is soft and coquettish.
Father God?! God?
Jian Shiyuan's heart was shaken, and he quickly pulled himself out of the feeling of trust. The sticky emotion tugged at him tightly, trying to drag him back into the whirlpool of emotions, but Jian Shiyuan was determined, and no matter how hard it pulled, he remained motionless.
With the pull, he was ejected from the body. Jian Shiyuan floated backward at an extremely fast speed. He caught a glimpse of the ball of light slowly approaching the person in the pool, and a person whose face could not be seen picked up the person in the pool!
The person in the pool had long black hair, his smooth and slender arms drooped, his naked body was slightly hunched, and golden liquid was sliding down his wrists.
An extremely beautiful face, with black hair and black eyes.
It's the monitor! The person in the pool is the monitor!
Jian Shiyuan was still retreating rapidly. He couldn't control himself. His body became lighter and lighter, and floated higher and higher. Looking down at the area, he saw a vast expanse of white. Countless white buildings with strange shapes guarded a huge throne.
The throne was so massive, it took up most of the city! One wondered how noble a person must be to possess such a miracle.
Jian Shiyuan stopped in mid-air, with faint laughter in his ears and some intermittent sounds brought by the wind.
“Father God, I miss you so much”
“I love Father God the most!”
Countless golden bubbles floated in the sky, colliding and squeezing each other, like a doomsday tornado. From time to time, bubbles exploded, crackling. On a sunny day, a series of bubbles floated in front of Jian Shiyuan. Before he could do anything, the bubbles exploded with a "puff".
Jian Shiyuan raised his arm to block the splashing golden liquid and stepped back vigilantly. The scene in front of him changed again.
Inside the huge palace, a man wrapped in light sat quietly on the throne.
Jian Shiyuan couldn't see his stature or face clearly. He was shrouded in light, a light similar to moonlight, not dazzling or scorching, but impossible to look directly at. It was as if a rising moon was merging into him.
The monitor was placed on his lap, kneeling with his legs crossed and hugging the man's waist dependently. His long black hair was scattered behind him, making his skin look like snow, and his eyes were full of water.
"Father God—"
The monitor acted coquettishly and climbed up a few steps. His cheeks were rosy and his eyes were wet. The god in front of him was shrouded in light, and his expression and even his face could not be seen clearly. He slowly sat up straight, like a newborn pet, trying to stretch his neck, tilting his head back and shaking his long black hair.
At the same time, he stretched out his hand and tentatively touched the other's face. Through the light, he felt the face of the god, which was human-like.
A straight nose, deep eye sockets, a cool touch, and soft lips.
The monitor sniffed like a little pet and couldn't help but fall forward.
There is a strange numbness where the bodies are connected.
Although it was an erotic scene, Jian Shiyuan interpreted it as "a loving father and a filial son".
"I really like to act like a spoiled child."
The man finally spoke. It was an indescribable voice, empty, clear, and full of endless pressure, which made people want to kneel down.
At that moment, Jian Shiyuan naturally knew the man's identity.
Creator God.
The only true god in the world of immortal cultivation.
The monitor hugged the man's neck tightly, bent his knees, and knelt on top of him, enduring the dazzling light so close to him. He was hugged affectionately, "Hehe, I like to act coquettishly with Father God. I like Father God the most."
The man's voice was filled with a hint of laughter. "How much do you like it?"
The monitor leaned over the man's shoulder, looking out a pair of dark, slightly watery eyes, "I just like it."
The man didn't seem to notice anything wrong with what he said. He ran his fingers through the monitor's long hair and pinched the back of his neck. "If the person you love most betrays me..."
Before he could finish his words, the monitor interrupted him. He bit the man's shoulder and whimpered like a small animal, "I only love the Father! I will kill anyone who betrays the Father!"
The man finally smiled, his voice becoming ethereal and majestic. "Remember your promise."
As he spoke, he hugged the monitor tightly, and pierced his neck with his fingers. The monitor raised his upper body in pain, a thin layer of sweat seeped out of his forehead, his extremely beautiful face was slightly twisted, and crystal tears flowed from his black eyes. Slowly, his eye color suddenly changed, from black to gold, and the monitor had a pair of golden eyes!
The monitor's eyes, made of pure gold, were filled with tears. He trembled and grabbed the man's shoulders.
"I grant you a name, Monitor."
"From this day forward, you will walk the world on my behalf. You will be the watchdog of order and chaos, eradicating all filth and rebellion. Carry out my orders and eliminate all noise."
The sound echoed in the empty palace. The void trembled twice without warning. The empty hall was suddenly filled with countless golden chains. They swam and tried to entangle the monitor's hands and feet, but were grabbed by the man.
"Law, I command creation, and I do not need to ask for your consent."
"Paviloin, you will repeat the same mistakes. Creation cannot last forever. Putting too much expectation on it will only drive you mad. Your sanity is fading. You have lost your emotions. You should not give creation divine power. You are heading towards destruction."
"Noisy."
Seeing that the man refused to listen, the golden chain directly nailed the monitor!
The laws and the Creator God share a common destiny. Once the Creator God falls into uncontrollable madness, it will also collapse. Killing this creation can avoid greater trouble.
Paviloin blocked the attack of the golden chain, and the light covering the man's body suddenly became grand. The dazzling golden light surpassed all colors in the world, and it was expanding!
Jian Shiyuan couldn't open his eyes. In a trance, he only heard a sneer, accompanied by the crisp sound of jade breaking, and the god named Paviloin directly crushed a section of the gold chain.
The law felt pain, and whoosh, all the golden chains in the hall disappeared.
The fight just now hadn't hurt the monitor. He clung to Paviloin's arms, his eyes filled with reverence, fanaticism, and an indescribable passion. "Almighty Father!"
The golden eyes reflected a blurry light, and many emotions were fermenting. He was naked, with his chin slightly raised, like a proud swan, and he lovingly wrapped his arms around God's neck.
The god's cold hands passed through the monitor's long hair, along his cheek, and stroked his earlobe. "You still need a weapon," he said.
Jian Shiyuan saw Paviloin conjure up a pair of purple earrings. He gently pierced the monitor's earlobe and bestowed upon him the honor of being "second only to the first person" along with the pain.
A few crystal tears rolled down the monitor's eyes, like a golden wine glass filled with fine wine, which would overflow with transparent liquid if shaken.
Jian Shiyuan heard the voice in his heart.
[I am Father God’s most outstanding creation, I am the most special, I will always accompany Father God, forever and ever——]
The last sentence was like a roar, he screamed hysterically, with endless resentment and unwillingness.
Jian Shiyuan was shaken out of the illusion.
After calming down his inner emotions, Jian Shiyuan went to touch other bubbles.
This time, a frost flower fell.
It was just an ordinary frost flower without any decoration. The red stamens scattered the moment they touched Jian Shiyuan's palm.
It has been too long. It should have withered and rotted long ago. The vitality of countless treasures nourished it and kept it hanging. The long time corroded its insides. Beneath its shiny appearance, the petals have decayed into ashes. When I twist the petals with my fingertips, I can't feel the texture of fresh petals. It's like touching silk, soft, too soft.
Just an ordinary frost flower
Jian Shiyuan was immersed in a fantasy world.
Stars are twinkling all around, it is night.
Jian Shiyuan walked along a path winding with vines. Countless exotic flowers and plants emitted strong fragrance. He walked slowly, wandering aimlessly. Suddenly, bright red flowers on the side of the road bloomed with a "pop", spraying out a large number of rose-colored spores. For a moment, the front seemed to be shrouded in countless clouds of rose fragrance, and it was impossible to distinguish the direction.
Jian Shiyuan stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the rose-colored spores. Suddenly, a figure rushed out from the rose-scented cloud, bringing with it gusts of fragrant wind. The wind blew across Jian Shiyuan's eyelashes, and the strong fragrance made him a little dazed.
"Watcher, hurry up! So slow—"
He walked straight through Jian Shiyuan's body, ran forward a few steps and turned his head. At the same time, Jian Shiyuan also turned around and saw his appearance clearly.
His silver hair, like moonlight, cascaded down behind him, reaching down to his waist. His azure eyes were crystal clear, and his complexion was extremely pale, with a hint of moisture. Through the night, he looked breathtakingly beautiful, yet also lively. The metal accessories on his wrists and ankles jingled.
"You're so slow—"
He urged a few more times before the monitor finally came out.
Rose-colored spores spread to both sides. The monitor walked very slowly. Unlike the ignorant and naive appearance when they first met, he had learned to frown, slightly raise his chin, and look clear-eyed. He wore a black robe embroidered with frost patterns, and his purple earrings sparkled.
"Long Shuang, aren't you tired? What's the point of jumping around like that?"
The monitor complained, but there was no dissatisfaction in his eyes.
Jian Shiyuan recalled what Xin Mo Tiao Tiao had said: "It is rumored that he was raised by Long Shuang, the dragon clan's priestess, and has a close relationship with the dragon clan."
The rumors turned out to be true.
The monitor walked slowly to Long Shuang's side and impatiently shattered the flowers and plants on the roadside. "It's stinking."
Long Shuang slowed down his pace, sighed, and looked ahead with his azure eyes. "There are too many moons, and the frost flowers have been sunburned to death. This place used to be full of frost flowers."
Hearing this, the monitor glanced down thoughtfully, "Three moons, that's a bit too many indeed."
Long Shuang squatted down, picked up a frost flower and handed it to the monitor. "Life and death are determined by fate, and survival of the fittest is natural selection. There will always be frost flowers that survive. It doesn't matter if there are fewer. Now that all flowers are blooming, it's good."
The monitor took the flower and admired it by the stem. The petals were transparent and cold to the touch, reminding him of the Father's hands, which were also of the same temperature.
As she watched, the monitor suddenly laughed. She was extremely beautiful, and when she laughed, all the flowers pale in comparison.
"I don't think it's good. There can only be frost flowers here."
Long Shuang was stunned.
The monitor did not explain. He looked up at the moon with a frivolous smile on his face.
Jian Shiyuan heard his thoughts.
[Father God loves me the most. I can do whatever I want. I am his most beloved creation.]
He was so confident and so arrogant that Jian Shiyuan's heart skipped a beat. He had a vague feeling that such an arrogant creature was doomed to have a bad end. At the same time, he also understood why the monitor wanted to exterminate the Ashura clan.
Excuse, genocide is just an excuse to swallow the third moon.
He wanted the frost flowers to bloom, so he swallowed the third moon and wiped out the Asura clan.
Jian Shiyuan was in a complicated mood. Under the night sky, the monitor's black hair was like a snake, tightly wrapped around his shoulders. His golden eyes reflected the moon, giving off a decadent smell of alcohol.
A bubble floated over, Jian Shiyuan stretched out his hand, and the bubble exploded. The scene in front of him was also swept up by a powerful force, and the sky and the earth were twisting and shaking.
Jian Shiyuan met Virashi again.
She was wearing a gorgeous long dress and knelt at the monitor's feet respectfully and enthusiastically, "My lord."
The monitor looked down at her condescendingly, "Viraori, do you like me?"
Virashi suddenly raised his head, his eyes wild and crazy, and he cried with joy, "Sir, I am willing to give everything for you!"
The monitor chuckled, "Your love is ridiculous. You don't even know if I'm a man or a woman."
Virashi kept scratching her neck, leaving bloody marks. She crawled forward frantically, kissing the ground with tears. "No! You are so perfect. You can freely choose your gender. You are a great, unique adult! It is Virashi's honor to like you. How dare I use my despicable thoughts to speculate about your choice! No matter whether you are a man or a woman, no matter what you become, you are Virashi's only adult!"
The monitor lifted Virashi's face with his foot. The Ashura princess in front of him didn't dare to breathe, and tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Well then, kill all the Asuras for me."
Virashi froze, the frenzy on her face still frozen before it faded.
Jian Shiyuan couldn't describe the expression on her face; it was filled with love, fear, excitement, and pain. She was in pain, she loved her people deeply, and she was also excited because the master had finally noticed her, giving her orders, directing her!
Father and sister.
Woo woo, I don't want to kill you.
Father and sister.
Please help me, I only have this one chance, please help me!
Lend me your heads!
ah--
Give me your lives!
Virashi finally managed a funny and weird smile and said, "Yes, sir."
Jian Shiyuan slowed down his breathing. The time around him was speeding up, the scenery was moving backwards and forwards, everything was changing.
Jian Shiyuan saw the incredulous look in Ashura King's eyes. He stretched out his hand to Virashi, and blood spurted out from his heart. Virashi cried madly and painfully, "Father, you must die! You must die! Why don't you die yet! I don't want to kill you! Why are you still alive?!"
Blood, blood everywhere.
King Ashura did not fight back. He just looked at his most beloved daughter. Her expression was so distorted that she looked like a demon crawling out of the underworld. He could easily kill his daughter, but he didn't.
He just watched, with tolerance and love.
Jian Shiyuan knew that his heart was dead, and the blood-red magic core on his forehead dimmed.
Virashi raised the dagger, closed her eyes, and smashed it hard on the forehead of King Ashura!
"Father—please, just die!"
Click.
The magic core shattered completely.
With tears streaming down her face, Virashi cut off the head of the Ashura King.
The entire Ashura clan was a sea of blood, a sea of fire and blood. Virashi threw his father's head at his sister's head, and Virashi was the only one left in the entire Ashura clan.
Virashi crawled like a dog, biting the arms of her fellow tribesmen with her teeth, leaving them with pits and holes. Her gorgeous long skirt was stained with blood, as if it was covered with lice. Virashi felt itchy, her skin, flesh, and meridians were in so much pain and itchiness.
Jian Shiyuan could not see any trace of the gentleness and quietness that he had seen when they first met in her. All he could see was madness, complete madness.
The monitor can evoke the most thorough madness in others' hearts. He himself is like a ball of flammable and explosive fireworks. With just a little spark, he will explode!
Jian Shiyuan watched him swallow the moon and swallow everything.
[I can do whatever I want, and Father God will not blame me. I am His most beloved child.]
No.
Jian Shiyuan said in his heart, you are just a creation.
Jian Shiyuan waited for the illusion to end, but it continued.
Pale palace.
The monitor was held on Paviloin's lap. The Creator God covered the upper half of his face, as if he was missing something. He sighed and covered the lower half of his face.
"Father God, did I do something wrong? I shouldn't have swallowed the moon. Wow, I didn't mean to."
"Shafusi"
Upon hearing the name, the monitor's expression changed instantly. Even though he tried to suppress his emotions, Jian Shiyuan still saw the clue.
Paviloin was silent for a moment, then stroked the monitor's head like a beloved pet. "My child."
This name pleased the monitor, who rubbed Paviloin's palm affectionately.
"You can do whatever you want. It's just a moon. You don't need to apologize."
None of them mentioned the Asura race. As the God of Creation, He created too many races and He had long forgotten the existence of this race.
The monitor sat astride Paviloin's lap, bent down obediently, rested quietly, and enjoyed the hard-earned love.
Suddenly, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps, and someone was talking outside the temple, "My God, I fell from the sky and my tail was broken. It hurts so much, oooh."
Jian Shiyuan noticed that the monitor's expression turned ferocious for a moment. He bit his lower lip in disgust, his fingers clenched, and his nails dug into his palms.
[Long Yuan, damn Long Yuan again! The Father God is mine, no one can take him away! Damn it, damn it!]
[I'm going to eat it, damn worm!]
The illusion shattered.
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