The blood-red silkworm cocoon silk, clinging like maggots, violently grew within Di Meila's body, brutally and bloodily tearing through his form. Di Meila let out another startled cry of pain. However, as his newly regenerated brown eyes witnessed his body being ripped apart, leaving only his head, Di Meila couldn't stop trembling.
A madman, this madman!
Shen Qi gripped Di Meila's head with one hand, his icy gaze like that of a dead man. His fingers slowly tightened, the crunching sound of bone being crushed and fractured invading his divine soul inch by inch. Di Meila pleaded in terror, "No, no, you can't kill me."
God or man, the fear of death would expose their truest, most despicable natures.
With a pop.
Di Meila's left eye burst again. A red thread pierced through Di Meila's flesh, firmly pinning and binding his divine soul, and linking it to the main soul within the foreign divine realm, forcefully merging the severed divine soul and spirit.
Suddenly, Shen Qi's cold eyes darkened further, spreading like ink at the bottom of his eyes. The red lines that penetrated Di Meila's divine soul extended endlessly to the other end, finding a tiny, rice-grain-sized silver shard.
Shen Qi flashed a slightly crazed smile, "Ah, I found it, the god's... weakness."
Di Meila screamed in terror, "No, no, no! You mustn't! My Divine Lord will not let you go!"
What was the weakness of a god?
What was more terrifying to a god than death?
It was their divine mark, the medium of faith, the source of divine power, it was—the godhead!
Shen Qi reached into the void, his half-disappeared arm passing through layers of spatial barriers, suddenly appearing in the underground palace of the divine temple where Di Meila of the foreign divine realm had hidden for nearly a thousand years, reaching for Di Meila's godhead.
Di Meila's pupils trembled with madness, bloodshot, and he screamed wildly, "No, no, no, stop! Don't!"
Shen Qi closed his palm, holding the silver shard. A blinding light erupted with intense killing intent, rejecting Shen Qi's grasp. White light burst into blades, attempting to stop Shen Qi's capture, but such a futile resistance was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
Shen Qi grasped Di Meila's godhead and let out a low laugh.
Just as Di Meila feared and despaired that Shen Qi would destroy his godhead, Shen Qi released it, and a scarlet-gold chain tightly sealed and entangled the godhead.
Shen Qi met Di Meila's hideous eyes. The gaze, moments ago cold and bloodthirsty, was now calm and gentle, a smile that brought comfort curving his lips. "Let's play a game."
Di Meila's pupils trembled wildly.
Shen Qi opened his light-brain and saw the emoticons Lu Zhi had sent. Only then did a trace of tenderness truly appear in his eyes. When he looked at Di Meila, he made Di Meila think several times that Shen Qi intended to let him go.
Shen Qi slowly released the hand gripping Di Meila's head, conjured a handkerchief from thin air, and continuously wiped the scarlet blood from his fingers, gently pronouncing his verdict: "My beloved requires an experience of god-slaying."
...
The message Lu Zhi sent was like a stone sinking into the sea, with no response from Shen Qi, which left Lu Zhi in a rather unpleasant mood all day.
After perusing a lot of information in the library with Lan Yushan, due to the significant backdoor Shen Qi had opened for him, Lu Zhi learned that Di Meila was the God of Lies from a foreign divine realm, a god at the bottom of the power rankings.
Although at the bottom, a god was still not someone Lu Zhi could deal with at the moment.
By noon, Lu Zhi and Lan Yushan had eaten in the mess hall and went to the back mountain to digest their food, only to encounter Luo Shiyu, who was being confessed to.
Lu Zhi and Lan Yushan pulled each other and hid.
Before they could slip away, they heard Luo Shiyu's cold and ruthless rejection: "Sorry, I'm not interested in women."
Lu Zhi: ???
Lan Yushan: !!!
The two looked at each other, "No way? Luo Shiyu likes men?"
The girl sobbed sadly, "What kind of men do you like? I can get a sex change!"
Lu Zhi: !!!
Lan Yushan: ???
Luo Shiyu: "I don't like men either."
Lu Zhi and Lan Yushan were collectively dumbfounded. This... the reason for rejection was too far-fetched.
Before the girl could question him, Luo Shiyu dropped a bombshell: "I'm a fetishist."
Lu Zhi: ...
Lan Yushan: ...
The girl: ...
One minute later, the girl left.
Luo Shiyu said, "How long are you two going to hide? Come out."
Lu Zhi emerged from behind the trees with a complex expression. He walked up to Luo Shiyu, patted his shoulder, and solemnly declared, "Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret for you. It's just a fetish, all minor flaws. I'm even taking Shen Qi."
Lan Yushan: ... What did the last sentence mean?
Luo Shiyu's expression was neutral, "Thank you. Why are you two here?"
Lan Yushan: "Ah, we just finished eating and came to the back mountain to stroll and digest."
Luo Shiyu just nodded, didn't ask further, and left, saying he had other matters to attend to.
Lan Yushan watched Luo Shiyu's retreating back and sighed, "As expected, when the powerful date, it's always with something extraordinary."
Lu Zhi humbly asked, "What is dating something extraordinary?"
Lan Yushan chuckled, "Having the urge to date beings other than humans."
Lu Zhi: ...
Oh wow, Shen Qi, you're not human!