Chapter 29: Welcome to My God Realm!
“You, you mean, this thing is…”
Jumeng stared wide-eyed at Luxianbei, her face full of disbelief.
“That’s right,” Luxianbei nodded expressionlessly, “it’s the Inheritance Beast that was attached to the remains of the Xiyang in the Peach Spring, almost creating a corrupted divine being.”
After hearing Luxianbei’s words, Jumeng’s body shivered slightly, and she instinctively let go of her hand. “Crack!”
Hearing the light sound, Jumeng suddenly came to her senses, looking down at Wang Ying flattened on the ground. Her willow eyebrows furrowed into a bunch, and her lips parted slightly, hesitating to say anything.
Seeing her expression, Luxianbei couldn’t help but tease, “Stinky sister, you’re not scared, are you?”
“How, how could I?!” Jumeng shot a glare at Luxianbei, straightening her neck, declaring loudly, “I, the dignified ruler of the 800-mile Peach Spring, commanding countless urban legends, would be afraid of this thing? Ridiculous!”
“Oh!” Luxianbei said expressionlessly, “then please, pick up Wang Ying and hand it to me.” “Fine, I’ll pick it up!”
Jumeng rolled her eyes at Luxianbei, stepped forward, bent down, and extended her hands, but then suddenly seemed to remember something, her body stiffening, hands hovering in mid-air.
In that instant, she recalled the bl**d and flesh of the Inheritance Beast invading the Xiyang remains, indirectly affecting her power, leaving a strange and disgusting feeling.
It felt like bugs were crawling inside her, infiltrating everywhere, making it hard to breathe!
Of course, if it was just this, Jumeng wouldn’t have found it difficult to accept. After all, she had been a tree for thousands of years.
As a tree, who wouldn’t have bugs?
She had not only harbored bugs, but had also witnessed, over thousands of years, the changes in insect populations in the Peach Spring.
However, the invasion of the Inheritance Beast’s bl**d and flesh acted not only on the physical body but on her spirit energy and power as well, feedbacking through her spiritual perception.
As a Cataclysm Grade urban legend, her spiritual sense could even perceive a dust particle hitting her skin, the sensitivity being easy to imagine. Seeing Jumeng frozen in place, Luxianbei shrugged and said, “Forget it, since you’re so afraid, I won’t tease you anymore.” While speaking, he went forward to pick up the pancake-shaped Wang Ying from the ground, kneaded it a few times, rolled it back into shape, and took a few steps forward to place it steadily on the bedside table.
Seeing this, Jumeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, mumbling softly, “I’m not afraid, just disgusted, you know?”
“That feeling is like thousands of worms crawling and leaving cold, slippery slime on the skin, constantly trying to burrow in through the eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and even every pore.”
As Luxianbei listened to Jumeng’s description while looking at the writhing Wang Ying, his face turned pale, interrupting, “Alright, alright, stop talking!”
“Fine, I won’t say it!” Jumeng pouted, changing the topic, “By the way, how did this ghostly thing end up in your home? It still exudes your aura?”
“This is a long story,” Luxianbei shrugged, “in short, it is now my dependent, but for some reason, it fell into a slumber, and I haven’t found a way to wake it yet.”
“Dependent?” Jumeng said in surprise, “That can’t be! Its spirit energy fluctuation level is several levels higher than yours, how could you…”
Logically speaking, for Luxianbei to take the Inheritance Beast as his dependent was simply absurd, like a little rabbit taming a T-Rex.
“I just used a bit of a clever method,” Luxianbei shrugged and explained.
He couldn’t tell Stinky Sister that he had modified the contract created by the Siye Society’s guardian and had instead become the contract object, right? It wasn’t that he didn’t trust her, but if she knew about this and kept it hidden, it would make her an accomplice.
If one day things were to be revealed, it could bring her considerable trouble, Luxianbei thought.
Pausing, he looked at Jumeng and tilted his head, “By the way, why did you come looking for me?”
“Oh!” Jumeng’s eyes lit up as she jogged to the computer at the desk, focused on operating it for a while, then waved at Luxianbei, “Come here, it’s this task! I’ve been searching for half an hour and can’t find the NPC to turn in the quest. Help me take a look!”
“Okay,” Luxianbei replied, stepping forward. He glanced at the game running on the computer, took the keyboard and mouse from Jumeng’s hands, and moved the game character around the city a few times, then turned around, rolling his eyes at Jumeng.
“You killed the NPC for turning in the quest, where do you want me to find it? Did you even read the task description properly? Ugh, reload and start over!”
“Killed it? How could that be!” Jumeng stepped forward, shrank her body, and directly slipped into the space between Luxianbei’s arms, slightly leaning forward, one hand pressing on the hand Luxianbei was holding the mouse with, moving it back and forth, while the other hand pointed and tapped on the computer screen.
“How about this side? I got the previous task over there, go check it out—yes, that spooky small wooden house, not that one, it’s that one.”
“You’re still being stubborn! I’ve cleared this game three times, how could…”
A faint peach blossom fragrance wafted from Jumeng’s long hair, drifting into Luxianbei’s nostrils. At that moment, he realized something was off. He looked down and saw Jumeng nearly snuggling in his arms, suddenly feeling like he had swallowed a ping-pong ball, the words stuck in his throat.
“Wait? How is there a hidden cellar here? Why didn’t I see it earlier? Let’s go check if the NPC for the quest is inside!” Jumeng directed.
Seeing Luxianbei not responding, she impatiently pulled her mouth back, “You dumb thing, what are you dawdling for? Go in and check!” As she spoke, she looked up, her gaze meeting Luxianbei’s, their noses almost touching, less than a centimeter apart.
A flush quietly spread across Jumeng’s face, and it was only then that she suddenly realized that her hand was holding the same mouse as Luxianbei’s, their fingers almost intertwined, her slightly protruding rear pressing against Luxianbei’s abdomen without her even noticing.
In short, the position was quite subtle, and the atmosphere extremely awkward.
At that moment, as if nothing had happened, Luxianbei took a step back, expressionless, and said, “Oh! How did I end up discussing the game with you? I’ve gotten sidetracked!”
“I didn’t ask you that! I asked why you ran from the Peach Spring all the way to Huacheng to find me, it can’t just be to play the game with me, right?”
Luxianbei, “This should cover it, right? Jumeng,” “…” It seemed like he didn’t have any misunderstandings earlier, right?
After a brief silence, Jumeng snapped back to her senses, casually stepping aside a few paces to distance herself from Luxianbei. In her flustered avoidance, there was obviously a hint of lingering regret hidden in her eyes.
“Oh oh. It’s like this…”
Thus, she took two to three minutes to recount the situation where she detected that Luxianbei’s marital fate was being disrupted by someone.
After listening to Jumeng’s account, Luxianbei rested his chin on his hand, pondering for a few seconds, then nodded, “I see, you mean someone is trying to disrupt my marital fate?”
Let them disrupt it, he thought, just to be troubled by this! It would be best if none of them were left intact, destroy them all.
“Not necessarily destruction, just disruption for now, can’t be sure if it’s a good influence or a bad one,” Jumeng waved her hand to explain.
Hearing Jumeng say this, Luxianbei raised an eyebrow, “So you can see my marital fate’s red thread?”
“Of course! I’m the only serious marital goddess in Z Country, okay?!” Jumeng boasted proudly.
“Then, dear marital goddess…” Luxianbei looked at Jumeng thoughtfully, “What are you staring at my marital fate’s red thread for?”
He felt an inexplicable sensation, as if someone had peeked at his romantic diary?
Although, apart from Huasang and Gu Qiqi, he didn’t know who else his marital partners were, Luxianbei inwardly grumbled.
“I…” Jumeng opened her mouth, wanting to say something but hesitating. Her heart felt like it was being pinched by an invisible hand, missing a beat. “Sister me, isn’t that just being concerned about you? Moreover, as a marital goddess, it’s only reasonable to conveniently use my powers to help friends check their marital fate, right?”
“What’s that!” Luxianbei scoffed, “I thought you were trying to hit on me!”
In the midst of this, Jumeng shot a fierce glare at Luxianbei, “Dumbass, do you think I’d still be waiting until now if I wanted to hit on you? I’ve already ‘visited’ you seventeen or eighteen times half a year ago, alright?”
“Paying is called hiring,” Luxianbei corrected expressionlessly.
“In that case, it’s purely sleeping!” Jumeng said.
After speaking, feeling guilty as if she had done something wrong, she glanced at Luxianbei again.
To her surprise, she found Luxianbei furrowing his brows, seemingly deep in thought, causing her to panic slightly. Her heart raced inexplicably.
DOKI—DOKI—!
“What are you thinking?” Jumeng probed, “You’re not thinking something dirty, are you? Sister me…”
“I was joking! I came to tell you this, and now that I’ve finished talking, I should be leaving.”
Soon, as if he had finally figured out the confusion in his heart, Luxianbei’s expression relaxed. He grabbed Jumeng’s shoulders and looked directly into her eyes.
“Since you’ve come, why leave?!”
You’ve changed your clothes and opened a new game file, and you say you want to leave? Since you’re here, just stay obediently and be my tool for a few days!” “What do you want to do if I don’t leave?” Jumeng asked.
Luxianbei raised an eyebrow at Jumeng, “I’ll show you my big treasure!” Jumeng, “???”
As she was stunned, Luxianbei grabbed her wrist and took a step forward. In an instant, the energy of the earth’s veins surged.
Then, countless golden energy threads flew from the void, gathering together. They danced wildly as if celebrating the return of their king.
Then
It was as if some terrifying thing had suddenly descended, a weak, hidden, yet wide-ranging spirit energy fluctuation spread, covering the entire Huacheng.
In her view, furniture, dust, and the wreckage of collapsed buildings, everything seemed to lose weight, floating towards the sky. The next moment, darkness suddenly descended.
In the darkness, Jumeng briefly saw a strange scene—stars beneath her feet, the city above her. The picture flashed by, followed by a dizzying storm of light and shadow.
When her vision became clear again, Jumeng was astonished to find that she had already arrived on the rooftop of a tall building, and she could hear Luxianbei’s voice.
“Stinky sister, welcome to my God Realm!”
