Chapter 2827: The Stand-In Was Forcibly Taken by the Mountain Bandit's Wife 33

Jin Chen's pupils gradually glowed blue, holy and ancient.

He stood there, clearly still in that brocade robe, yet his aura was completely different, as if he had shed all disguises, revealing his true self.

Full of heroic vigor, unmatched in nobility, like a deity gazing down on all beings from the ninth heaven.

Merely the change in his gaze made this confined space, sealed by a barrier, unable to bear it, emitting a faint hum.

Ruan Shutong's pupils contracted sharply; the madness on his face was replaced by shock, "How... how are you also a god!?"

Before he could finish speaking, Jin Chen pointed from afar, bringing pain a hundred times more intense than before.

Ruan Shutong's remnant soul was shattered by this blow, emitting a piercing wail.

He clutched his chest, his illusory body trembling nonstop, his eyes fixed on Jin Chen filled with terror.

Suddenly, Ruan Shutong seemed to understand something, his whole body jolted, he looked toward Jin Chen, his voice trembling.

"It's you... it's actually you!!"

Jin Chen lifted his gaze at him, his eyes cold, "How?"

Ruan Shutong suddenly burst into laughter, his laugh manic, tinged with enlightened mockery and sorrow.

"I should have realized sooner... how could the Quick Transmigration Bureau assign an ordinary operative to carry out the task of salvaging the Main God's soul? And who... still has the patience and ability to piece together the Main God's soul, scattered beyond scattering, bit by bit?"

He stared at Jin Chen, his gaze complex, even tinged with pity.

"No wonder... no wonder you can command fierce tigers, control poisonous snakes... no wonder you disregard the heavenly dao rules of this little world... I see now! Do you know? I've known the Main God... since long ago, long ago."

"Back then... I was merely myself, not an operative, not anyone else, just a monster from some little world who had cultivated human form and practiced in the mountains."

"When the Main God entered this realm, it was to seek the Divine Tree; I asked him what he wanted the Divine Tree for, and he said..."

"He wanted to nurture his beloved."

Jin Chen's pupils narrowed slightly; what this damned thing said actually matched what White Marsh had said.

Ruan Shutong's gaze gradually scattered, thinking back to the past.

Back then, the little monster merely felt astonished, astonished that such an exalted being as the Main God could also possess such deep affection and obsession.

But after becoming an operative, having endured countless trials, that astonishment had long faded, leaving only a craving for power and resentment.

Until this moment, until he recognized the divinity on Jin Chen that shared the same origin as the Main God.

Ruan Shutong tightly stared at Jin Chen, "But back then, the Main God also said... his beloved was afflicted by a forbidden curse; even if nourished anew with the Divine Tree, they would still lack..."

Ruan Shutong didn't finish those words, suddenly erupting into an even more manic laughter.

"I curse you, I curse you to never be able to piece together his whole..."

Before the last vicious word could leave his lips, Jin Chen's gaze turned cold in an instant, leaving only killing intent.

"Noisy."

The icy words fell, like a deity's verdict.

Ruan Shutong's remnant soul exploded, turning into countless points of light, then swiftly vanished.

Soul and spirit scattered, together with his final unspoken vicious curse, also snuffed out, never to see the light of day again.

The Heavenly Dao symbolically struck a thunderclap.

Jin Chen stood in place, lowered his eyes to his palm, slowly curled his fingers, his gaze deep.

Everything in the room—tables, chairs, ornaments, candle holders—turned to dust when the Spiritual Power leaked out just before.

Only Ruan Shutong's corpse remained where it lay, wrapped in a straw mat.

Jin Chen walked over, lowered his eyes to look at that face resembling his own.

He raised his hand, pointed from afar.

Spiritual Power swept across, peeling the skin from the corpse's face.

Jin Chen glanced a few times, turned and pushed the door open; the blue divine light in his eyes gradually faded, restoring clear amber.

In the courtyard, Gu Fanghe heard the movement, immediately rose and hurried over.

Seeing Jin Chen leaning by the door, his face somewhat pale yet the corners of his mouth smiling, his expression inscrutable, as if he had just finished something amusing.

Jin Chen reached out his hand to him.

Gu Fanghe walked over, grasped it, allowing Jin Chen to extend his hand and pull him into an embrace.

Jin Chen lowered his head and kissed Gu Fanghe's lips, kissing him forcefully.

Gu Fanghe was pressed against the door frame by him, before him Jin Chen's warm chest, between their lips and teeth the other's scorching breath.

He froze for a moment, then immediately raised his hand, encircling Jin Chen's waist.

Through Jin Chen's shoulder, Gu Fanghe saw inside the room, Ruan Shutong's corpse lying there, the skin on his face peeled away, flesh and blood blurred.

Yet Gu Fanghe felt no ripple in his heart; this person had tried to harm Jin Chen, tried to drive a wedge between them with absurd dreams and lies, deserving death.

Jin Chen kissed deeper, probing inside, entwining; Gu Fanghe was made somewhat breathless by the kiss, yet still clung tightly to him.

After a long while, Jin Chen finally released him, foreheads pressing together.

Gu Fanghe opened his eyes, seeing Jin Chen's lip color vivid as if stained with rouge, he raised a hand to stroke Jin Chen's cheek, his voice hoarse, "Xiao Chen"

Jin Chen gazed at him, his eyes deep, and kissed Gu Fanghe's lips again, "Mm."

Gu Fanghe closed his eyes, buried his face in Jin Chen's neck, drew a deep breath, feeling an almost pathological satisfaction.

He would no longer agonize over dreams, past events, or people in paintings.

He only needed Jin Chen.

Only needed this person's love and companionship to feed his ever-growing possessiveness and obsession.

That was enough.

——

The next day, Ling Gun Gun returned from the Quick Transmigration Bureau.

【Detected Villain Heartthrob Value +5, total 92!】

【Detected Villain Blackening Value -6, accumulated 50!】

At that moment, Jin Chen was watching Gu Fanghe lead the team in training beside the training field.

Jin Chen sat under the tree shade at the edge of the training field, with a small table set before him, holding tea utensils and delicate tea snacks.

He just leaned there lazily, one hand propping his chin, the other idly flipping through a leisure book, occasionally glancing up.

The spring sunlight was warm and soft, shining on the bare-chested men in the field.

Gu Fanghe stood at the front, holding a horizontal blade and personally demonstrating; his movements were clean and swift, the blade wind fierce.

Ling Gun Gun squatted on the table, hugging tea leaves and chewing chew chew chew.

【Host, Bai Ze Lao Da said, that missioner is called Tao Wu, originally a monster encountered by the Main God in some small world, because his obsession was too deep, he had an immortal heart, and was noticed by the Main God and promoted to missioner.】

It again hugged a tea leaf, chewing while saying: 【He became a missioner, his wish was to go to many different places, experience the seven emotions and six desires of all beings, and because his spiritual body was pure, he was assigned to the Strategy Department.】

Ling Gun Gun finished chewing the tea leaves, then licked his paws, still wanting more.

Who would have thought that after doing missions for a long time, greed for desires grew, gradually forgetting the original intention, not only forgetting the original wish, but even forgetting his name, only remembering to become a god and control everything.

Jin Chen lowered his eyes, took a sip of tea, 【Now this… actually contradicts his former wish.】

For the sake of becoming a god in the Illusory Void, he schemed and killed, ultimately ending with his soul and spirit scattered.

Who knows if that thousand-year peach tree, if it had awareness, would regret leaving that mountain forest back then?

Jin Chen took another sip of tea and asked Ling Gun Gun, 【Does Tao Wu know any secret about me?】

Ling Gun Gun hugged another tea leaf, ready to nibble; upon hearing this, he blinked his eyes, turned around, and presented his butt to Jin Chen.

【I don't know, I don't know, Bai Ze Lao Da won't let me speak!】

Jin Chen: 【……】

Really, trying to cover up only makes it more obvious.