’Mr. Death’ wanted to say something but stopped himself in the end. He said nothing, the lifeless expression still plastered across his face.
Whose life is without setbacks?
Isn’t it just a pregnancy? Be generous, be open, and all the uneasiness will pass naturally.
Yang Qizhou smirked rather unkindly, sneering inwardly without voicing it, lest the other person’s mental state collapse entirely.
"Don’t sulk. The storyline has reached a pivotal moment. The ’Desolate Mother’ is indeed standing on our side. As long as nothing unexpected happens, the pollution on you will soon be cleared."
Mr. Death’s expression lightened a bit, though still reluctantly, and he sighed, "Honorable lamp holder, it’s not that I lack the strength to endure, but this matter of pregnancy..."
Yang Qizhou stopped listening to the words that followed, turning his attention back to his phone. While refreshing the text, his mind wandered irresponsibly as he thought,
’I wonder if any men participated.’
"Within the ’Ancient Roots,’ in the dark and boundless void, the ’King of Nature,’ whose true form was being outlined by a swirling green vortex, no longer wore the usual cold smile. There was shock and fury in its voice... Desolate Mother, you are actually aiding a blasphemous wizard?"
"It seems that the master of all yin power, the nest of the nest, has indeed dealt ’King of Nature’ a profound blow."
"You silently deliberate, quickly drawing a conclusion in your heart."
"On any other occasion, you wouldn’t mind flashing an infuriating grin and delivering provocative lines like ’Weren’t you all high and mighty just now?’ or ’Looks like you’ve run into serious trouble, huh?’ or ’Why don’t you come over here if you’re so capable?’ But now, in this crucial moment of shepherding, facing a ’Cosmic Pillar,’ you dare not get distracted and instead focus entirely on the containment.
"Two minutes passed."
"As the progress of containment advanced, a peculiar change emerged within the ’Ancient Roots’."
"If things proceed smoothly, in about seventeen or eighteen more minutes, the containment of the ’King of Nature’ would be completed. However, given your own low hierarchical level, shepherding and commanding it would likely be impossible. Like the ’Spiritual Dragon’ and the ’Power of Royal Authority,’ it would very probably sink into slumber, awaiting reawakening... so you thought in your mind."
"you didn’t truly believe that after just ten-odd minutes, shepherding the ’King of Nature’ would go so easily. As a pillar ancient god born after the ’Day of Fallen,’ during the early stage of the Fourth Epoch, it must have formidable hidden cards to play. Until the last moment, no one could anticipate what might occur."
"And facts proved your caution was well-founded."
"At this moment, a rolling sound erupted from the direction of ’Asgard’... Strange One, will you watch as I am shepherded again? With the ’Lord of Blasphemy’ reclaiming the mantle of destiny, your wager will be entirely lost."
"Strange One? Mysterious Town?"
"The ’King of Nature’ clearly had subtler ways to transmit its voice but chose instead to announce it fanatically. It was deliberate."
"You grew wary in your heart."
"Just then, you saw above half of the ’Sky Dome,’ a surreal town looming faintly like a mirage. A god emerged from within, bathed in black mist, seemingly detached from the world, radiating the aura of the ’Sins’ domain."
"That was the god worshiped by ’the Rose Sect’ in the ’Mysterious Town,’"
"the God of Pleasure and Violence."
The Mysterious Town also had the ’Rose Sect,’ and the god they worshipped was precisely the ’God of Pleasure and Violence.’
Yang Qizhou slapped his forehead, nearly forgetting this detail,
before recalling the three players who attacked Ding Xiaolan. They were from the ’Rose Sect’ on the real-world level. He wondered whether these two identically named hidden organizations were somehow connected.
Yang Qizhou sank into thought. Initially, he only paid some attention to the ’Rose Sect,’ but now... he was even more interested.
Reining in his wandering thoughts, Yang Qizhou returned his focus to his phone and continued refreshing the text.
"You still remembered the last time you were in the ’Land of Prayer Light,’ when this god, who held dual authority over ’Pleasure’ and ’Violence,’ extended an invitation for you to visit the ’Mysterious Town.’ You hadn’t expected the next meeting to take place in such a manner."
"You didn’t make a sound."
"You relied on the Hidden Realm unfolded by ’Itas,’ doing your best to conceal your location."
"While you had confronted the ’God of Pleasure and Violence’ before and gained some relevant experience, and even had contingencies prepared, facing this Divine Sovereign from the ’Nameless Land,’ avoiding unnecessary conflict was undoubtedly the wisest choice."
"A scorching gaze descended from the Sky Dome, twisting the ’Hidden Realm.’ The aura of pleasure began eroding it."
"You were discovered."
"You knew exactly why and guessed that the ’God of Pleasure and Violence’ found you so quickly likely due to guidance from the ’King of Nature.’"
"’Itas’’ voice, like ethereal ravings, murmured in your ears... ’The Mysterious Town’ possesses the authority of secrecy, which also branches from the symbolic domain of ’Hidden.’ If we engage with it directly, I will suffer terrifying contamination. Blasphemous Wizard bearing fate, you’ll have to rely on yourself from now on."
"With that, the ’Hidden Wizard King’s Notebook’ promptly dimmed."
"You didn’t feel dissatisfied. For a fallen ’Wizard King,’ Itas had already done enough for you. However, one thing puzzled you: the descending god wielded authority over ’Pleasure’ and ’Violence,’ which had no apparent connection to the ’Secrecy’ domain. So why did Itas dread it so deeply?"