Chapter 1655: Red Plum Pierces the Heart, Eyes Turn Red; Awkwardness Looms, Evil Yearns to Cry

"My Dao, for the upcoming battle, is the target 'Dragon' or human?"

"Dragon."

"After we deal with the 'Dragon,' do we destroy it or run?"

"Run."

"Oh? Aren't you tempted? This is an evil god, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! You could 'slay a god,' become famous throughout history, and be remembered by future generations."

"Leaving aside that this is merely an 'Evil God,' not the 'Progenitor of Arts,' and thus can't truly be killed... My Xu, do you think it has any other tricks up its sleeve besides the 'Dragon'?"

"Yes!"

"How many?"

"I don't know. I only saw a memory fragment of it in a mirage sword technique, knowing of an art called 'Forbidden: Reversal Wheel of Life and Death.' It once even shattered a god, so be careful."

"Anything else? Elaborate."

"Nothing."

"No, it's not that there's nothing left; it's that you don't know."

"Then you do?"

"I don't either."

"Hmph, you say you don't know so matter-of-factly, you really are something... So, Dao, what method do you have to snatch the 'Dragon' from it?"

"My Xu, I can tell you already have a well-thought-out plan."

"Hehe, my trick might be a bit morally questionable, but it should work. Now, everything is ready, except for the crucial last element—we're still missing a treasure!"

"What is it?"

"Your underwear."

Su Yin froze.

Dao Qiongcang couldn't see the expression on the other side.

But he only saw the mist solidify in mid-air, and even the sound of "Forbidden: Reversal Wheel of Life and Death" stopped halfway.

He then knew that Su Yin's reaction to seeing the underwear was essentially the same as his own astonished reaction when he first heard about the underwear.

Humiliation!

Too humiliating!

Not only was such a vulgar item as underwear used to replace the noble 'Dragon' character, the primordial truth stele, creating an extreme contrast and humiliation.

What made Su Yin feel even more ashamed was the hand seal Xu Xiaoshou formed and the art he chanted.

"Art: Steal the Heavens and Exchange the Sun?"

How dare he?

Who is he?

What is his status, and what is mine?

Even if Su Yin, the Evil God, refused to acknowledge the connection with the Progenitor of Arts, one undeniable fact remained...

It was the Progenitor of Arts, and the Progenitor of Arts was it.

Arts and Prohibitions were originally one family, merely differentiated by good or evil.

Before the progenitor of the Arts, a junior dabbling in techniques should have been laughed at, yet now he had successfully swapped out its very foundation for survival—the 'Dragon'!

What's a mere pair of underwear?

Even if this underwear still had some lingering warmth and a faint smell after being rubbed, what of it?

Such a humiliating trick from a minor practitioner was more disrespectful than stuffing ten pairs of used underwear onto Su Yin's head!

"Xu! Xiao! Shou!"

A voice on the verge of breaking shattered space in the starry sky, transforming into sharp mental cones that shot towards Xu Xiaoshou.

With the loss of the 'Dragon' character.

Su Yin could already anticipate the unfolding of events:

It would be nothing more than a give-and-take; as the opponent's strength grew, they would choose to relentlessly pursue until it was fought to the death in this starry void;

Or, after acquiring the 'Dragon,' they would turn and flee!

Thump!

At that critical moment, time seemed to delay, stretching out slowly and extensively.

Su Yin's attention was incredibly focused.

It immediately saw that after Xu Xiaoshou got his hands on the primordial truth stele, his expression became utterly loathsome:

His eyebrows excitedly jumped one after another.

His cheek muscles puffed up, revealing his smug delight.

In that fleeting moment, one could discern that every pore on his body reeked of a villain's successful plot and newfound arrogance...

He turned his head!

He turned his body!

He pushed off with his foot!

He called to Dao Qiongcang, and the two like-minded individuals arrived and departed swiftly, about to leave without delay...

"Run!"

Once it was confirmed that Xu and Dao's plan was to steal the 'Dragon' character and then wash their hands of the matter, escaping its sight.

When the enemy advances, I retreat.

When the enemy retreats, I advance.

Su Yin's aggressive aura rose without hesitation.

As the progenitor of the Arts, how profound was its mastery of techniques?

It immediately cut off the half-formed "Forbidden: Reversal Wheel of Life and Death" and, facing Xu Xiaoshou who was turning to flee, changed its technique to a single hand seal:

"Art: Steal the Heavens and Exchange the Sun!"

Whether to run or fight after acquiring the 'Dragon' character was Xu and Dao's consideration.

For Su Yin, once the 'Dragon' character was lost, its own existence would be like a castle in the air, always at risk of collapsing.

Casting the Reversal Wheel of Life and Death required the supply of Ancestral Source Power.

Without the 'Dragon' character, how could it be cast?

Even if there were other methods, essentially, the condition for supporting the formation of an art was still Ancestral Source Power.

Without the 'Dragon' character, how could any art be performed?

"Forcefully cast an art?"

Su Yin didn't think so.

Given its current dire state, forcefully casting another art would harm more than just its foundation.

So, if the 'Dragon' character was lost, it would retrieve it first. Whether to run or fight afterward was another matter.

As for Xu and Dao, if they obtained the 'Dragon' character only to lose it again, then facing Su Yin, who had repossessed the 'Dragon' character and was now on guard, whether to fight or run would be a third consideration.

Su Yin thought thus.

It believed its thoughts and considerations at that critical moment were flawless.

Facts proved it was right!

Practitioners of mere trickery were all clowns.

After Xu Xiaoshou's scheme succeeded and he obtained the 'Dragon' character, he actually turned his back on the Ancestral God, even if the Ancestral God was in a weakened state.

This act was also greatly disrespectful.

No matter how weakened it was, could Su Yin not use a low-level stealing art like "Steal the Heavens and Exchange the Sun"?

"What?!"

Just as he took a step, before he had even run a thousand li, Xu Xiaoshou felt the weight in his hand lighten. The 'Dragon' character was gone, replaced by underwear.

He clutched the underwear, dumbfounded, as if he had even forgotten to run.

Xu Xiaoshou froze.

Su Yin could see the figure opposite, petrified on the spot; even the question marks above his head were clearly visible.

Even just glancing at that distant figure, Su Yin knew that Xu Xiaoshou's reaction to repossessing the underwear must be exactly the same as its own shock when the 'Dragon' character was first stolen!

"Heh heh heh..."

Su Yin wanted to laugh; as much as it had hated Xu Xiaoshou moments ago, it now felt utterly delighted.

Su Yin laughed loudly, purple mist surging, mixed with black demonic energy. It laughed wildly, losing all composure.

"A mere human, dabbling in tricks?"

While this indeed managed to entrap it once, catching it off guard.

But power has its limits; why didn't he consider that if he could steal its 'Dragon,' it wouldn't be able to retaliate against him?

Or perhaps...

Did this Ancestral God, it, give him the mistaken impression that it was so weak it couldn't even use a minor art like "Steal the Heavens and Exchange the Sun"?

"Ignorant!"

After no more than three bursts of laughter, Su Yin cursed with a sneer.

It dared not delay, after all, the fighting power of those two was still formidable. Once they realized they had been outmaneuvered, they would likely return to attack like madmen.

After finishing its curse, Su Yin borrowed some power again from the 'Dragon' character.

"Forbidden: Spirit Sacrifice and Forbidden Flight!"

It formed a hand seal and turned to flee.

Yes, Su Yin had no desire to fight them. Rest and recuperation were paramount.

Though it could indeed fight.

It would merely be a pyrrhic victory, harming the enemy by a thousand while suffering eight hundred itself.

A gentleman's revenge is never too late. Once it recovered to even a fraction of its pre-divine war state, Xu and Dao could be extinguished with a flick of a finger. Today's grudge would be insignificant, like smoke passing before the eyes.

The starry sky was deadly silent, eternally noiseless.

The purple mist, which was Su Yin, remained motionless for a long time.

After casting an art for some time, it could only sense the black hole continuously devouring its "mist," and nothing else.

Spirit Sacrifice and Forbidden Flight had not been cast...

This couldn't help but startle the god, a touch of lingering fear; what if those two returned at this moment, seizing its momentary lapse...?

"Whoosh!"

Su Yin's divine sense swept out, failing to detect Xu and Dao, those mad dogs, rushing back. It immediately let out a long sigh of relief.

Even a lean camel is bigger than a horse.

Although it knew its own situation—that it was in a weakened state—the opponents didn't.

Su Yin!

These two words alone were enough to suppress all prodigies of the current age!

"Knowing when to retreat from difficulty, that is indeed wise."

"But lacking that fighting spirit, they likely won't discover the true meaning of the Great Dao in their entire lives."

Su Yin casually crossed out Xu and Dao's names in its mind, realizing that due to the accumulation of too many variables from the Divine Ruins, it had somewhat overestimated their talents.

How could such quitters ever attain enlightenment, become gods, or be called ancestors?

It borrowed another wisp of power from the 'Dragon' character.

"Forbidden: Spirit Sacrifice and Forbidden..."

The art hadn't fully formed. Amidst the chaotic demonic energy, Su Yin noticed something was wrong.

From the primordial truth stele of the 'Dragon,' what it borrowed was no longer the power of the Dragon Ancestor, and the borrowing process was no longer difficult.

Instead, it was the easily obtainable power of the Saint Ancestor!

Thump!

Su Yin's thoughts skipped a beat, and it had an ominous premonition.

Purple mist swirled around it as it formed a Su Yin's hand, wiping it fiercely across the 'Dragon' character stele.

"Shhh...!"

The facade peeled away.

The disguise was removed.

The Heavenly Dao patterns and surrounding space were slightly broken.

The rather heavy ancient stele, after being wiped, turned into a very light, clearly somewhat faded red pair of boxer briefs.

Shaken open, the front of the underwear looked normal, like any ordinary pair.

But when turned over, one could see the underwear's owner's slightly mischievous little design.

On the left buttock area, a small, goofy, cartoon-like Heavenly Machine Puppet was printed, with short limbs but a very large head.

The starry sky was deadly silent.

The starry sky was silent to begin with.

In reality, what died at that moment was Su Yin's heart, and what fell silent was Su Yin's soul.

"Ah!!!"

Upon seeing that goofy, happy robot head, completely free from life's troubles, Su Yin utterly collapsed, inside and out.

Demonic energy surged wildly, invading the purple mist, almost devouring its last shred of clarity.

"No..."

"Impossible..."

"Absolutely not... Absolutely impossible..."

Su Yin murmured dazedly and helplessly, its thoughts as liquid as the purple mist it had transformed into—utterly bewildered!

Underwear?

How could it be underwear?

"What I got back was the primordial truth stele, why is it this... filthy item?!"

Su Yin instinctively wanted to throw away this unknown person's "lucky year" underwear. No, it wanted to crush it, burst it, destroy it.

But it was just a pair of underwear.

What wrong had the underwear done?

"Gurgle..."

"Cough..."

"Screech..."

The demonic energy twisted.

The mist-like Su Yin emitted distorted and eerie sounds, whose meaning outsiders could not possibly decipher.

But even if outsiders were to arrive, they would be destined not to hear its madness, for sound could not travel in the starry void.

"Poof!"

The mist-like Su Yin finally exploded, scattering soul-blood and fragments of will-light across the sky, completely transforming into a demonic state, manifesting countless terrifying beastly images with bared fangs and claws.

The red robot underwear deformed under a demonic Su Yin's large hand, on the verge of being pulverized.

The fingers of the large hand were pried open, the underwear was swallowed into the belly of the beastly image, only to be suddenly regurgitated.

"Heh heh heh..."

With a rumble, accompanied by eerie laughter, vast and uncontrolled demonic energy erupted within the black hole, as if it had gone mad.

Suddenly, the demonic energy retracted, and a three-headed, six-armed Su Yin materialized, stepping into the starry sky. Its demeanor was extremely stern, its emotions as calm as a god who cared nothing for the life or death of the world.

It had six arms.

It used only two fingers to pick up the underwear, bringing it before its three Su Yin eyes.

It wasn't to sniff; it could simply sense what power was still hidden within the underwear, otherwise, it wouldn't have been able to borrow the Saint Ancestor's power.

"Interesting."

Su Yin's lips curled, and a cold voice emanated from its mouth.

It reached a hand into the underwear, and after fumbling for a moment, seemed to touch some mechanism.

"Click!"

The underwear split open.

Suddenly, a golden, sacred, brilliant light shot skyward.

The light was so blinding!

So blinding that even though it contained only a small amount of Saint Ancestor power, Su Yin had to mentally prepare itself before daring to touch it.

But as Su Yin's mist touched it, the fragile essence of the light was revealed.

After the brilliance faded, what emerged from the red underwear was merely a golden Saintly Judgment Sword.

This sword was very familiar.

Outside the Divine Ruins at that time, when Xu Xiaoshou drew his sword, thirty million Saintly Judgment Swords remotely bowed and followed from afar, a truly magnificent sight.

"Heh..."

Su Yin's lips twitched again, as if in a sneer, or perhaps it simply couldn't maintain its composure.

It had just intended to grasp the Saintly Judgment Sword to investigate the truth.

Why had the 'Dragon' character become underwear?

Why was it not something else inside the underwear, but the Saintly Judgment Sword?

Were these countless twists and turns, these myriad changes, merely intended to humiliate its lack of intelligence and the Evil God's lack of strategy, or was there some other hidden plot?

Su Yin did not touch the Saintly Judgment Sword.

As soon as the sword appeared and perceived the power of the stars, some pre-programmed "protocol" seemed to activate.

"Crack."

The sword shattered.

The underwear floated.

The surrounding space then broke open, transforming into fluttering plum blossoms falling and rising, suspended due to weightlessness, like the curtain call of a perfect drama.

The curtain call continued endlessly, undying and indestructible.

Su Yin's three eyes twitched as it stared intensely at the changes, until the red plum blossoms vanished. Yet, what was branded into its mind was not a single significant detail.

It pondered deeply, remembering only the color of the plum blossoms...

Very red!

Extremely red!

It only remembered that robot with short limbs and a large head...

Very awkward!

Extremely awkward!

"Hahahaha!"

Su Yin's eyes were bloodshot, it was driven insane, and it suddenly expanded, exploding into disgusting masses of demonic energy, writhing like maggots.

Including its own escape, including its encounter with Xu Xiaoshou, including the truth behind the two "Steal the Heavens and Exchange the Sun" techniques...

When the second world of that mirage sword technique shattered, when it realized the purpose of the Saintly Judgment Sword was to maintain the "second world" after Xu and Dao had fled...

The truth, finally deciphered!

Xu Xiaoshou had never used "Steal the Heavens and Exchange the Sun."

As soon as he appeared, his second world replaced this space. What it had seen and heard as "Art: Steal the Heavens and Exchange the Sun" was merely a figment of its imagination.

Essentially, Xu Xiaoshou had simply pulled out the underwear, then done nothing, just waiting for it to use "Steal the Heavens and Exchange the Sun" and voluntarily swap the 'Dragon' character into his hands.

And then, it had indeed made the swap.

"Hahahahaha!"

"Hahahahahahaha!"

The demonic Su Yin continuously expanded, expanded, and expanded again. Rumbling explosions incessantly emanated from the mist.

Accompanying and sweeping across this starry sky were tangible killing intents, as well as the uncontrollable murmurs and roars that erupted after it lost control:

"Xu Xiaodao... Shou Qiongcang..."

"No, Dao Xiaocang... Xu Shouqiong... No! It's..."

"Xu! Xiao! Shou!"

Killing is a straightforward matter, and even dabbling in minor arts could be excused.

How could the blessed and fertile lands of the Holy God Continent give birth to someone as vile as you, how could it nurture such a filthy and despicable heart?

Traitor! Scoundrel! Rebel!

The demonic Su Yin formed a face from demonic energy, and tilted its head, focusing its gaze on the location of the Divine Ruins.

Sanity...

No, sanity was gone.

The Evil God's sixth sense told it that rushing over was unwise; the Divine Ruins were now the opponent's territory, and it would be a thankless effort.

But at this moment, all three of its eyes were red, and its mind was filled only with that awkward-faced robot.

Unbearable!

Absolutely unbearable!

A gentleman doesn't let a grudge fester overnight!

If this hatred were not avenged, what kind of Su Yin would it be, what kind of god, what kind of ancestor?

"Die!!!"

Carrying infinite killing intent, the demonic Su Yin burst into bloody light, transforming into extreme speed and fleeing towards the Divine Ruins.

But it had delayed here for too long.

"Boom."

Just like a string breaking.

Su Yin suddenly couldn't sense the aura of the Divine Ruins anymore.

That place must have been thoroughly refined by someone using the Heavenly Realm Core, taken away, and an entire plane manipulated to vanish without a trace.

"Boom."

Su Yin's heartstring, consequently, also snapped.

It stopped in the void, bewildered and helpless, maintaining its soul-will blood escape technique, continuously burning itself, clearly lost.

"Hahahahaha!"

"Hahahahahahaha!"