The Yin Fate Great God did not speak.

It merely stared at Wu Wang with pupil-less, grayish-white eyes.

After a moment, a ripple finally disturbed its placid expression.

“You are truly unique. I cannot discern your origins, but your Undying nature is a fact.”

To be honest, It was astonished. The mad lad was right. It was not a true god, nor was It eternally undying. It was, in essence, merely a higher-level existence.

In all its long years, It had never seen such a bizarre low-level being, one that possessed such a strong, immortal trait. This wasn’t just limited to the physical body. Even when It had crushed his soul to dust moments ago, he had immediately recovered and returned to his body.

“So? My body or hers. Which one is more alluring?”

Wu Wang grinned, spreading his arms in an embracing gesture. The madness in his eyes made even the Yin Fate Great God feel a strong sense of bewilderment.

It could sense no fear from him at all. In fact, there was even a hint of excitement.

Why?

Shouldn’t the essence of such a low-level being be cowardly subservience and avaricious desire?

“You have a point. Since you wish to bear my great power, then I shall grant you this honor.”

The Yin Fate Great God’s deafening voice echoed through the Ancestral Hall.

In the blink of an eye, It materialized in midair before Wu Wang, Its eyes locking with his.

Wu Wang could clearly hear his own heartbeat accelerating.

Dong, dong, dong, dong…

The heartbeats of both him and Wu Xiaoyou, who the god possessed, were quickening, growing more and more synchronized.

Finally, their heartbeats became one.

DONG.

Bzzz!

With the final beat, a bizarre and powerful consciousness flooded Wu Wang’s mind. It began stripping away his sanity and awareness bit by bit, making way for the descending Yin Fate Great God.

As the god transferred out of Wu Xiaoyou, her hair and eye color instantly returned to normal. Her body went limp, and she collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

“So… so wondrous… You are truly a gift from the heavens!”

The Yin Fate Great God’s androgynous, divinity-filled voice issued from Wu Wang’s mouth.

But in the next second, his expression turned ferocious.

Wu Wang gritted his teeth, his own voice cutting through.

“You know, I’m suddenly regretting this. What should I do? Maybe I’ll just die.”

The Yin Fate Great God was baffled.

It hadn’t expected a mere low-level being to resist It and remain conscious. His Mental Strength was strange, and the aura entwined around his soul was another oddity It couldn’t see through.

Before It could even comprehend what he meant, Wu Wang slammed a dark stone against his teeth and caught it in his mouth.

【Memory-Washing Stone | In Use】

【Select Target | Yin Fate Great God】

He had been waiting for the moment It left Wu Xiaoyou’s body. This way, even if the stone had side effects, he wouldn’t have to worry about harming his Second Sister.

As for himself?

No side effect could harm him.

Worst comes to worst, he could just die.

Drip…

Inside his mind, Wu Wang fought against the Yin Fate Great God’s corrosion. For some reason, the Abyss God didn’t immediately jump in to help. Instead, once the Memory-Washing Stone activated, his mind cleared considerably.

It was like a single drop of water falling into a placid, clear spring deep in the mountains. Ripples spread out one after another. The faint, pleasant dripping sound calmed his soul, gradually overshadowing the struggle between man and god.

【Please select a segment of the Yin Fate Great God’s memory.】

Countless fragments appeared before Wu Wang.

They contained memories of the god performing so-called Divine Miracles. There were scenes not just from Yin Fate Village, but from many places that seemed unreal to Wu Wang.

He saw a great tomb of Jiangshi, all with incomplete limbs and ashen faces.

He saw beautiful Merfolk who lived deep under the sea, with fish heads but human legs.

He saw a gloomy land where lost souls floated, resembling the ghost city of Fengdu.

These were all part of the Yin Fate Great God’s schemes. The god was searching these myriad places for a vessel It could descend into.

And now, It had found one.

“Hehehe… I’ve found one too…”

With a sinister laugh, Wu Wang selected all the memories concerning Yin Fate Village from the god’s mind.

The stone’s description was clear. Erasing this memory would also erase the very foundation of the god’s descent, which was built on devouring the Saintesses’ Resentment Qi and the villagers’ souls. In the worst-case scenario, its schemes in other places might be affected as well.

Swish!

A tide of extreme Resentment Qi surged from the Memory-Washing Stone, washing over Wu Wang’s brain.

A wisp of bewilderment was transmitted from the Yin Fate Great God’s consciousness. It sensed that It was losing something.

This made It take the matter seriously. It began to resist the bizarre Resentment Qi.

“Excuse me,” Wu Wang suddenly asked. “Can gods feel pain?”

He aimed the muzzle of the gun in his hand at his own head.

BANG!

His head exploded, splattering gore across the Ancestral Hall.

In the next second, his head and consciousness were restored. But at the very instant of impact, the Yin Fate Great God, which had been resisting the Resentment Qi in his mind, suffered a massive shock.

Now sharing a body with Wu Wang, all Its senses were synchronized with his.

But the god was no masochist who enjoyed suicide.

The searing pain and the sensation of its soul being torn apart were excruciating. For a rare moment, It felt true agony.

BANG!

The moment his head was restored, Wu Wang fired another shot.

“Hahahaha! Great God! I can feel your pain! Your wails of anguish!”

BANG!

“You’re not a god at all!”

BANG!

“Humanity created its own wonders! We don’t need a hypocritical false god like you!”

Destruction and rebirth cycled with every pull of the trigger.

Until the twenty-odd bullets in the magazine were spent, man and god had died and been reborn an equal number of times. The Yin Fate Great God’s mental invasion gradually faded into nothingness, washed away by the tide of Resentment Qi.

It was about to lose everything It had gained in Yin Fate Village.

Only then did the madness in Wu Wang’s eyes recede. He cracked his neck and spat on the offering table.

“A god? Ptooey!“

He sneered.

“How does it feel to be driven out by the very Saintesses you looked down upon?”

“Somewhat astonishing, but only to that extent.”

The familiar, neutral voice appeared with shocking abruptness. It had answered Wu Wang’s question.

He whipped his head around.

He was shocked to find Wu Xiaoyou standing up from the floor again, her hair and eyes once more a pale, grayish-white.

The Yin Fate Great God is still here!

How is this possible!

The Memory-Washing Stone erased all of Its memories of Yin Fate Village! According to the item’s description, It shouldn’t be able to descend here at all!

“Hoh hoh hoh~”

A new voice chuckled from behind him.

“Young man, you might have succeeded if not for the Yin Body. But now, the Yin Body has become the source of its power here. Ordinary methods will no longer work.”

The voice continued.

“How about this, let’s make a deal.”

“How about I help you seal this parasite?”

Before Wu Wang could even process how to exorcise the Yin Fate Great God, he turned to find the source of the even more bizarre voice.

He looked, and the sight gave him a massive shock.

Walking out from the other end of the long corridor was, unbelievably, a penguin. It wore a black suit and a red tie, leaned on a gilded gentleman’s cane, and sported a half-meter-tall top hat on its head.

Its entire aesthetic was jarringly out of place. It even looked like a rockhopper penguin.

Never mind Wu Wang. This time, even the Yin Fate Great God’s thoughts seemed to crash. It hadn’t sensed anything approaching.

Even with the penguin standing right in front of It, It still couldn’t sense its existence.

“How about it? Care to make a deal?”

The Gentleman Penguin’s voice wasn’t sharp or hoarse. It sounded like a bass-voiced Western celebrity who had just learned the Huaxian language, making it sound both awkward and bizarre.

Wu Wang truly couldn’t imagine how a penguin’s beak could produce a human voice.

“Huh? A deal?”

He shrugged.

“Thanks for the offer, but I don’t top up Q Coins.”

The Yin Fate Great God was bewildered.

The Gentleman Penguin was equally confused.