After Hu Jiaojiao set the dishes, she sat properly, her head bowed, her mind very complicated.

She always found it difficult to accept that humans could become gods.

For a human believer who has never "studied" at the Holy Spirit Mountain, what Deng Yuxiang has done is a great betrayal.

Even more so a violation of the natural order!

But things in this world never turn according to one's will.

Now, Beifeng City has been renamed to Nightmare City.

The former North Wind disciples have already joined under the Nightmare Lord. Tomorrow, on the first day of the new year, countless human believers will worship the Nightmare Lord.

"Did you make it yourself?" Deng Yuxiang picked up a dumpling, which looked like a gold ingot.

Plump and chubby.

Just like Hu Jiaojiao's cheeks.

"Yes." Hu Jiaojiao placed her hands under the table, nervously twisting her fingers.

Deng Yuxiang dipped the dumpling in a bit of vinegar and swallowed it in one bite.

Tasting the unique flavors of the human world.

Ever since ascending to the River Realm, she hadn't eaten food. Never did she think that after ascending to the God Realm, she would circle back to savoring fine cuisine here.

The scorching hot dough, the fragrant cabbage and pork, the juices imparting a full sense of happiness.

"Delicious." Deng Yuxiang smiled and said.

Hu Jiaojiao pouted her lips and whispered, "Thank you."

Deng Yuxiang: "..."

She wasn't someone skilled at livening up the atmosphere.

In the trio of Deng Yuxiang, Yan Shuangzi, and Hu Jiaojiao, the latter was the cheerful one.

The former two had more similar styles.

Proud and radiant, a very dazzling kind.

Deng Yuxiang knew well that if she treated her friend the way she used to, the other might not be able to handle it.

She quietly tasted the dishes, and the room fell into silence.

In sharp contrast to the sound of firecrackers outside and the beautiful fireworks blooming in the night sky.

"Ah!" Hu Jiaojiao suddenly exclaimed, only to sense a surge of divine power behind her.

As a powerful martial artist, Hu Jiaojiao reacted very quickly, but a hand was already pressing on her shoulder, "pinning" her to the chair.

Another towering mountain was pressing down.

"It's here." Deng Yuxiang casually said.

The tall charm shadow stood behind Hu Jiaojiao, slowly leaning down to look at her profile.

"Gulp." Hu Jiaojiao swallowed, sat up straight, daring not to move, only slightly turning her eyes to see the profile from the corner of her eye.

A face both strange and familiar.

Familiar, because of the bygone years.

Also because in the past half month, she paid attention to the social news, knowing that in Xiaoyue City under Helan Mountain in the northwest of Da Xia, which once belonged to Divine·Tan Lang, a new god had arrived.

A god she was also extremely familiar with.

Needless to say, Hu Jiaojiao's girlfriends were shockingly talented.

If publicized, her home's threshold would be crossed by many tomorrow, all coming to make friends...

"Hmm." Yan Shuangzi lightly responded, her slender two fingers gently pinching those slightly chubby cheeks.

The feel remained the same as before.

Hu Jiaojiao: "..."

"How are things on your side, stable?" Deng Yuxiang smiled as she watched the scene.

With gods ruling the human world for more than forty years, each sect had its loyal followers, naturally in abundance.

"Not bad." Yan Shuangzi suddenly twitched her nose, but it wasn't to smell the sumptuous dishes.

Rather, she caught the familiar, also his favorite, scent of camellias.

"All troubles have been resolved?"

"Most are incarcerated, with a few main organizers executed." Yan Shuangzi sat opposite the table.

The twin protectors of the Nightmare Evil Shadow are both decisive killers.

From the leading style, it could be seen they were absolutely iron-fisted rulers.

Yet, it was evident that they both unanimously chose the same approach—minimizing the killings as much as possible.

Because they were compassionate towards the human clan?

Impossible!

It was merely a choice to satisfy Lu Ran more.

Some individuals can be educated, can be counseled, might even come to a great awakening.

For those truly incorrigible, further severe punishment could always be applied later.

Yan Shuangzi believed this was the handling approach her master preferred to see.

"Hmm." Deng Yuxiang lightly nodded, turning her head to look out the window.

The white-haired woman named Liao Wushuang still knelt in the snow, awaiting command, perhaps waiting for Lord God's decision on her fate.

"Yu...Yuxiang." Hu Jiaojiao, suppressing her inner fear, softly asked, "What do you plan to do with Liao..."

Deng Yuxiang slowly replied, "Eliminating the remnants is not a one-day affair. Let her continue to be responsible for this."

Hu Jiaojiao silently nodded, realizing this "dirty work" temporarily spared Liao Wushuang's life.

Why?

Because Deng Yuxiang had become a god, able to easily crush the multitude of beings, losing interest in the small ants beneath her feet?

Or because at her new height, she had a magnanimous heart, a light boat passing through a sea of mountains?

Or was it because of Liao Wushuang's extreme fanaticism?

"Do you have other thoughts?" Deng Yuxiang asked.

"No, none." Hu Jiaojiao shook her head repeatedly.

"Her unique identity makes her more effective in educating those bewitched." Deng Yuxiang looked at the woman outside the window and added, "You heard, now go down."

The former North Wind Sect, now the Nightmare Sect, has incredibly keen hearing.

Liao Wushuang immediately saluted respectfully, got up, and left.

Deng Yuxiang raised his eyes and gazed at the fireworks blossoming in the night sky, a certain young man's figure emerged in his mind.

If it weren't for him, the world would really be different.

"How is your preparation for tomorrow's event coming along?" Yan Shuangzi took a small bite of a roasted peanut, savoring the taste of salt.

Deng Yuxiang returned to his senses, smiling at her: "Our standards for taking disciples are probably quite similar."

"I won't compete with you." Yan Shuangzi shook her head.

Had it not been for Lu Ran's orders, Yan Shuangzi wouldn't have descended to the mortal world; she just wanted to quietly protect him in secret, and continue this way through endless ages.

However, Lu Ran clearly stated that the world needed the Greedy Wolf Divine Skill.

The Moon Gazers and the army warriors needed strong scouts.

Of course, it was limited to the Greedy Wolf Divine Skill.

Currently, the Ran Sect's gods have only been providing Divine Technique to the mortal believers, without offering the Evil Technique from the Evil Demon side.

The agreement between the Ran Sect and the Evil Spear Emperor's forces is still in effect.

Furthermore, outside of Da Xia there are still billions of Human Clan believers, who are under the control of outer realm gods, and their lies cannot yet be exposed.

"If you like them, take them in, I'll let you have them." Deng Yuxiang also showed humility, "If you want to protect him, you need a large number of believers to provide the Power of Faith."

Ran Sect has risen upon the corpses of the God Demons, thus it never lacks Origin Energy.

But the future will be different!

With the Ran Sect unifying Da Xia, there will no longer be opposing God Demons, and the warriors won't have the opportunity to eat and drink without restraint.

The only remaining targets for plundering are the minions of the Faceless Jade Venerable.

The Ran Sect warriors can acquire resources without harm, but at the same time, the warriors have to expend Source Energy to create minions to guard the Divine Mountains of the First, Second, and Third Heavens.

Thus, the Human Clan will become Ran Sect's foundation, continuously and stably providing the Power of Faith.

Presumably, this is one of the reasons why Lu Ran required Yan Shuangzi to descend to the mortal world.

"Mm." Yan Shuangzi replied perfunctorily, seemingly uninterested in discussing the matter further.

"It's said that two days ago, outer realm gods sent an envoy to visit the Lady?" Deng Yuxiang asked again.

Yan Shuangzi shook her head: "The Lady didn't allow me to disclose anything, don't ask."

"Ha." Deng Yuxiang snorted coldly, turning her head to look at Hu Jiaojiao, "This is our good girlfriend."

Hu Jiaojiao lowered her head, her body trembling a little involuntarily.

Even though the three of them have been through life and death together, once were close, the current gap is too large.

Every moment at the dining table was a great torment for her.

Yan Shuangzi slightly frowned and said, "After tomorrow's ceremony, you should temper Jiaojiao's bones and enhance her cultivation talent to help her grow quickly."

Deng Yuxiang glared at her sideways: "Do you need to remind me?"

In the small dinner gathering of only three individuals, both Deng Yuxiang and Yan Shuangzi felt more lively.

Yan Shuangzi glanced at her girlfriend who didn't dare to breathe loudly, a smile emerged on her face: "It's been half a month, and Yuxiang hasn't bestowed you any blessings.

Why don't you stop following her and join my sect, I'll give you blessings."

Deng Yuxiang also chuckled, carrying a hint of danger: "She dares!"

"Hmm~" Hu Jiaojiao shrank her neck, her entire being almost collapsing.

Logically, two gods personally competing for someone and vying to bestow blessings are considered a great honor for a Human Clan believer!

Her ancestral tomb would be constantly blessed, never ceasing.

But right at that moment, Hu Jiaojiao could hardly breathe.

These two girls, purely don't care!

She's almost been tormented to death, while they continue bickering here...

"Thump" all of a sudden, Hu Jiaojiao sprang to her feet.

Both Deng and Yan turned their eyes simultaneously.

Hu Jiaojiao immediately wilted, stammering: "I, will, go, catch, a breath..."

The chair got knocked over as Hu Jiaojiao stumbled her way out.

Leaving the two in the room, exchanging smiles.

"Get her a stone sculpture from little Lu Ran?" Deng Yuxiang laughed.

Yan Shuangzi hesitated, not feeling qualified to ask Lu Ran for anything.

However, thinking about it for Hu Jiaojiao...

If destined for endless ages, having one more close friend by one's side, following the master together... it wouldn't be bad.

"How about the Poison Flower-Poison Bee?" Deng Yuxiang mused.

Yan Shuangzi quietly pondered.

There are not many formidable God Demons left to choose from in the garden, Third-class God·Poison Bee is ideal and hasn't been inherited by the Ran Sect warriors.

The Poison Bee, like the North Wind Night Charm, is a Swift-type warrior, its entire body filled with poison.

However, the merged Third-class God Demon·Poison Flower Bee belongs to the northwest forces.

Thinking of this, Yan Shuangzi inevitably remembered March third.

Her expression darkened; she didn't like the master being hindered by others, yet reality is harsh, the Master of Ran Sect has to accept the challenge.

"What are you thinking about with such a bad expression?"

"March third." Yan Shuangzi uttered three words.

Deng Yuxiang understood instantly, saying: "He will win."

Upon saying that, she turned her head to look out the window, admiring the beautiful human scenery, murmuring in her heart:

He must win.

"Before the battle between the master and the Evil Spear Emperor, there are two life-and-death battles." Yan Shuangzi spoke somberly, "I plan to join the battle, please speak a few words for me at that time."

"Whom do you intend to fight?" Deng Yuxiang raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Spiritual Fortune."

"Spiritual Fortune?"

"Mm, the master hates him most, I'll do it."

"Ha." Deng Yuxiang snorted coldly, "You better line up."

Yan Shuangzi: "..."

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