"Speak, what do you want me to do?"
Heranir pouted while scanning Ye Mo impatiently.
Having her sweet dream interrupted, she was deeply unhappy right now.
Wearing a chilly expression, she looked down at Ye Mo condescendingly through her nostrils.
"Nothing, just wanted to get to know you briefly."
Ye Mo was stunned at first.
He didn't expect Heranir's attitude toward him to be so cold.
'Where’s your previous fawning?'
'This change of face!'
"You summoned me for nothing?"
Hearing this, Heranir's face darkened, and the resentment in her heart grew even greater.
"Crazy! I'm leaving!"
She smacked her lips, and then with a 'whoosh', she turned into mist before disappearing.
"Hey! This girl is quite cheeky."
Ye Mo also had a temper, so he went straight to bed and closed his eyes.
Three hours later.
Ye Mo summoned Heranir again.
"Aiyo~ Daddy~ How could you snitch on me?
Next time you have any dissatisfaction, just tell me directly~ Let's not bother Lord Demon God in the future, okay?"
Heranir instantly changed her tune.
Twisting her soft, snake-like waist, she darted to Ye Mo's side with a beaming smile.
Extending her slender, soft, and tender little hands, she massaged Ye Mo's shoulders.
Her appearance was as attentive as it could be.
"Heh! I still prefer your previous arrogant and rebellious look."
Ye Mo sneered, raising his head to mock her.
"Don't speak such angry words. This humble servant had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai before. Let me cool your anger down now."
Saying that, the frequency of her hands pressing and massaging his shoulders obviously sped up a lot.
Through physical contact with Ye Mo, Heranir could even clearly feel it.
The magic crest branded on her back transmitted an indescribable feeling to her.
She felt a little numb, making her inexplicably full of favorable impressions towards this man in front of her.
And the more she touched him, the stronger this feeling became.
Similar to...
The feeling of a pet wanting to snuggle with its owner.
Worshipful and intimate.
In the end, she was almost sticking to Ye Mo's body.
"Something's not right... This magic crest is equivalent to a blessing bestowed upon me by My Lord. Logically, I should only have this feeling when touching My Lord."
In her dazed state, she suddenly noticed a hint of something wrong.
Previously, when she was hung up and whipped by her Lord in the dream, she received similar interference from the magic crest.
It made her feel pained and apprehensive about being taught a lesson, but also inexplicably excited deep in her heart.
"Could it be... that this person’s actually My Lord's incarnation in the Central World?
But it's not the War of the Gods period right now. The major worlds have long been sealed and isolated.
Logically speaking, it's impossible for a god to drop an incarnation in them.
Moreover, an incarnation couldn't possibly possess an independent consciousness."
Heranir was, after all, someone who had experienced the previous War of the Gods, so she had seen and heard a lot.
She was relatively knowledgeable about the gods' many restrictions and methods.
But she was encountering Ye Mo's situation for the first time.
No god would allow the believers under them to possess the same level of authority as themselves.
Unless this person in front of her was her Lord himself.
But how was that possible?
This guy in front of her was clearly just a human!
"Regardless, he must have inextricably linked connections with My Lord. I can't slight him like before anymore."
Heranir thought to herself.
At the same time, the attentive smile on her face became even more brilliant.
Time slowly passed.
Two days passed in a flash.
The day of the National Competition Top Sixteen.
Early morning.
Inside the Heavenly Sword Stadium, there was a sea of people.
Inside the VIP seats of the central skyscraper, there was even more spirited discussion.
Today was the match for the top sixteen advancing to the top eight.
Those who could stay were almost all dark-horse contestants.
The spectacle would be much better than in the preliminary rounds.
After all, today was the day they witnessed the result of their previous top-eight gamble.
"Everyone, the old rules still apply. Place your bets before the fight starts!"
Placing bets before the start of the competition was a rule set by the ancestors.
Soon, the large central screen in the VIP room displayed the list of contestants everyone had bet on.
Top 4 Prediction List:
NO.1: Liu Muxiao (Odds 1:1.1)
NO.2: Chu Tianhe (Odds 1:1.1)
NO.3: Cheng Shi (Odds 1:1.1)
NO.4: Zhao Mingyi (Odds 1:2.5)
NO.5: Ying Xiaocheng (Odds 1:2.8)
...
At this moment, the slots had already shrunk to 9 people.
The top three rankings remained unchanged. Only their odds had become lower.
After all, these three were the favorites to win the championship.
Their entry into the top four could be said to be a sure thing.
So, the odds of betting on them were very low. After deducting the handling fee, there was almost no profit.
Of course, that was excluding those who had thrown in plenty of money, but their profit was still pitifully small.
To want to make a profit, the fourth to sixth places were undoubtedly the most suspenseful.
Although the risk was high, the profit was considerable.
"Precious disciple, are you still planning to bet on those two people?"
Seeing Jiang Linyue still betting on Meng Li and Ye Xiaoxiao, Xu Qingfeng couldn't help but remind her.
"Although these two had entered the top sixteen, their levels are a bit low. In just two short days, going up by 1 or 2 levels is their absolute limit.
Entering the top eight is already quite difficult for them, the top four is even more so. Your money... is very likely to go down the drain."
"It's fine, I’m just playing around."
Jiang Linyue smiled slightly, not caring at all.
She had now confirmed that the Ye Mo in the announcement was exactly the Destined One who was kept... no, cooperating with her.
Yesterday, she deliberately went to exchange with Ye Mo and had already learned the two girls’ exact levels.
With Ye Xiaoxiao at Level 25 plus the blessing of a divine artifact, getting into the top four was definitely stable!
"Playing around? Yet you throw in 10 million without blinking an eye!"
Xu Qingfeng was shocked.
Even as a high-level personnel of the Six Saint Sanctuaries, this ten million wasn’t a small sum to him!
Anyway, he didn't dare to play like this.
"Instructor Ji, who did you bet on this time?"
The dean of Kaiyang Academy, Chen Weiming, saw that Ji Baixi also participated in this gamble.
And the funds she invested weren't small, so he turned his head and asked her with a smile.
"Oh, it's a contestant under me, Ying Xiaocheng, SS-Rank Assassin Path class, Level 32. I have confidence that he can enter the top four. I also bet on him for the top eight last time."
Ji Baixi replied with a smile.
Chu Tianhe was one of the favorites to win the championship.
There was almost no suspense about him entering the top four, so his profit odds were too low.
As such, she bet on the other contestant under her.
In the top-eight gamble last time, Ji Baixi had also bet on him.
"So confident? Then I have to congratulate you in advance."
Chen Weiming smiled and cupped his hands in congratulation in advance.
At the same time, the broadcast sound inside the box also rang out.
[National Competition Top Sixteen Match 1: Kaiyang Academy: Ying Xiaocheng VS Kaiyang Academy: Meng Li!]
"Meng Li?"
Hearing the broadcast voice, Ji Baixi's shapely brows furrowed.
'Isn't that the Demi-human?'
"Very good, extremely good! Now... you’ve finally fallen into my hands!"
Hearing this name, the corners of Ji Baixi's mouth rose slightly…
Revealing a triumphant smile.
Thinking of being able to end Zhou Minjun's expectations personally, she felt a burst of delight!
Now, she had another reason to suppress and mock her.
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A/N - Some people gave feedback worrying that the protagonist would expose his identity because of the "title" and face sanctions from the Heavenly Cosmos Dharma God.
This will not happen. Gods cannot directly step into or affect the real world.
They can't even directly communicate with their own Agents.
It can be said that gods and the real world are in a completely disconnected state.
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