“I’m not stupid. Every time the true gods come, you disappear. How could I dare to mention you in front of them?” Zu’an then looked at Mi Li with suspicion. “Do you not get along with those true gods? Otherwise, why are you afraid of being seen by them?”
Mi Li snorted: "How could I possibly oppose a true god? I'm just avoiding trouble."
"However, it's strange that the true god, who can read my thoughts and even my memories, has never discovered your existence or the keyboard system."
"You should thank that keyboard system; it helped you block some detections, allowing you to retain some secrets in front of the true god."
Zuan was shocked. This keyboard system could even deceive a true god. He wondered what being created it.
"Where exactly are you hiding in that world of trials by the god of death? I'm worried you've been wiped out by the rules."
"Of course it's hidden in the Tai'a Sword, but many true gods in that world are watching it. Even the keyboard system doesn't dare to show its face, otherwise it would be easy for those true gods to detect when it collects those rage points, since the so-called rage points are all the power of soul fluctuations."
Zuan asked with some suspicion, "You seem to be quite familiar with the keyboard system?"
“Having established a soul contract with you, of course I’m familiar with it.” Mi Li yawned. “It was very clever of you to divide the power of death into several parts this time. Otherwise, even with chaos, mystery, and memory protecting it, those true gods would not allow a new god of death to be born.”
“Speaking of which, I really do have a connection with death,” Zuan thought of his time as the ruler of the Netherworld under the Emperor of Fengdu. “After the power was divided, is it destined that no new god of death can ever be born?”
“Once you’ve grown strong enough, you can take back the other powers. Then you can naturally become the new God of Death.” Mi Li smiled. “It just so happens that the other three powers are with those three women, and you have a good relationship with them. But let me tell you, you spent so many years together in that world, and you still didn’t manage to seduce Tingxue. You still have the nerve to call yourself a Casanova.”
Zuan: "..."
I didn't expect that she even knew this title; I really have no secrets from her.
"Although Tingxue seems to have no emotions, she is actually very determined. Although we have a good relationship, there is always something missing. If I take it a step further, it will easily damage our relationship."
"Tch, I'm afraid you're just obsessed with those fireworks and Guo Fu's body every day. That Guo Fu looks a lot like a young Huang Rong, no wonder you're working so hard."
"..."
"And then there's Isabella. Anyone with eyes can see that she's already at the maximum level of affection for you. She's practically drooling over you, yet you still didn't seize the opportunity."
Zuan couldn't help but feel annoyed: "In that trial world where we were bound to be wiped out, all I was thinking about was how to get through the difficulties. I didn't have the mind to think about these things."
"Is that so?" Mi Li floated in mid-air with a half-smile, her toes swaying gently, which infuriated Zu An, who really wanted to rip her down.
"Alright, besides merging the rest of the authority, you can also use this half of the Death God's authority to forge your own path, and maybe even become another true god."
Zuan was taken aback: "Can one become a true god besides the Grim Reaper?"
"Of course, this authority is like a kind of divine status, giving you the opportunity to sit at the table. Of course, right now you can only be considered as standing at the table. As for where you will ultimately sit, that depends on future developments," Mi Li replied.
Zu'an fell into deep thought, for the first time contemplating his own path. Had the true gods throughout the myriad realms not yet completed their journeys...?
At this moment, Mi Li yawned: "Alright, your little girlfriend is here to see you again. I'm going to go to sleep now, so I don't have to listen to your two chattering away."
After finishing speaking, he vanished. The next second, there was a knock on the door, and then the door was gently pushed open.
Two exaggeratedly long legs strode in: "I came here to thank you for saving my life, sir."
Zuan's mouth gaped open as he looked at the tall, spirited beauty in front of him, because it wasn't fireworks that had arrived, but rather Yani, the leader of the guards from the Dreamland.
The image of the opponent blasting through the starry sky with one strike and obliterating the Death God's Envoy with another subconsciously surfaced in his mind.
But he quickly came to his senses: "Fireworks, what are you doing!"
Yani was a little confused: "What are you talking about, young master? I am Yani."
"Stop playing around." Zuan snorted irritably.
Yani couldn't help but smile: "You're so boring. Don't you like how I look now? Do you prefer the petite type? You lolicon!"
"Don't slander me!" Zuan was getting angry. "What exactly do you want?"
Yani naturally sat down next to him, wrapping her arms around his neck: "My supernatural abilities were sealed in that trial world before, so you couldn't feel the real me. Now that I've recovered, I'll naturally let you see me for who I am."
Zuan: "???"
Before he could react, Yani had already pinned him to the shoulder and pushed him down onto the bed.
She leaned down, her beautiful face carrying a hint of heroism and a touch of allure. Her blouse, which had been buttoned up tightly, seemed to groan silently as she moved, as if it were about to burst open at any moment: "Do you prefer the delicate, girlish form of fireworks, or this tall, heroic form you have now?"
"Isn't it all you?" Looking at the beautiful woman in front of him, Zuan felt a sense of absurdity. She was clearly more like a stranger, yet he knew that she was actually Yan Hua.
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