Chapter 224: This was originally mine!

Luxi and Luna tightly embraced each other.

They leaned on each other, heads bowed and eyes closed, their faces full of panic.

Around them, this world was filled with strange light, everywhere permeated with the terrifying wails of mortal souls tormented by demons.

Without the Divine Emperor's light shining, the two isolated weak soul-fire clusters, as the soul fire continually dissipated, felt an unprecedented bone-chilling cold.

At the same time, regarding their fate, they only felt that perhaps they were truly not favored by the Divine Emperor, so that what awaited them forever was only endless suffering.

Though young, they had lost their parents; the sisters, lacking survival skills, to stay alive, the elder sister had no choice but to take up the flesh trade.

Although she engaged in the lowest of the low, a barren-land prostitute not even allowed into the Lower Nest.

But poor nutrition left the sister's body dark and thin; even naked, she could not attract anyone's gaze.

Thus she could only receive those whom even the lowest prostitutes refused—some extreme mutated humans of the barren lands.

This is also why, when Xisi saw sister Luxi, her withered, dark-thin body was covered in wounds.

Even so, Luxi and Luna did not complain about the world; they were honest, relied on each other for survival, and even when they themselves could not go on, while everyone ignored them or even drooled, they persisted in bringing Xisi home.

And they fed Xisi with the best they could provide, as much as possible.

To nourish Xisi, the sister even took on some customers she had previously dared not receive.

Until Xisi awakened, he used divine power to heal the sister and brought them to the church that had once refused them entry.

Afterward, as they felt increasingly dreamlike panic and bewilderment, the church's priest was kind and amiable toward them, and Xisi personally ordered them to be rewarded.

Even the planetary governor, upon hearing the news, personally received them and brought them to the Tower Top, then......

Severe torture!

The body that Xisi healed made sister Luxi, after recovery, feel the pain more clearly and intensely.

Although they had nothing to hide, the planetary governor, just to be safe, still sent them to the soul-searching platform.

After enduring endless torment of flesh and soul, they arrived, helpless and dependent, in subspace.

And what awaited them in subspace was not the scarce, pitiful 'kind parents' of memory, but endless cold, and......

Demons passing by, ready to continue torturing them!

"Hit! Have Labor Capital beat them to death!"

"But don't kill them!"

Having viewed through Luxi and Luna's souls the brief painful lives of the two sisters, whether genuinely moved or simply trying to curry favor with Xisi, it's fine.

This malevolent creator deity Washituoer, after watching, his first words were to point directly at the demon beside him who had bullied the two sisters.

Around, the industrial demons were all big-armed and thick-waisted, holding clubs resembling real-world spiked maces, which were overly thick and exaggerated.

Hearing their boss's order, the industrial demons had no hesitation, directly swinging their spiked clubs and viciously striking those few demons.

To be frank, as registered demons, these industrial demons are far worse off than those few demons, and they better understand what 'beat them to death but don't kill them' means.

For a moment, the demons' shouting echoed throughout this corner of subspace.

Several passing demons nearby watched curiously; Washituoer saw the sisters peek, then, frightened by the ugly, ferocious appearance of the surrounding demons gawking, he closed his eyes again.

In anger, Washituoer directly named all the few demons gawking.

"These few also get hit by Labor Capital!"

The onlooking demons stared, then, facing the industrial demons charging over with spiked clubs, they wore looks of confusion.

"Huh? Why?!"

"You're too ugly, you scared my child!"

Onlooking demons: "???"

"Do we get hit just for being ugly?!"

The demons cried for their parents while impotently complaining.

As the surrounding demons all shouted 'bang-bang' in unison with 'ow', the sisters, nourished by Washituoer's divine power for half a day, finally dared to open their eyes.

Afterward, they curiously looked toward the divine light that felt not bad, wanting to see who was treating them so well.

What met their eyes was a cute blue parrot with five eyes on its head and a smug grin.

"Is it the Five-Eyed Blue Bird treating us this well?"

This was the sisters' first thought.

"Labor Capital is going to blow up with Jianqi today!"

This was Washituoer's thought after being busy half a day, only to have Jianqi steal the spotlight at the crucial moment!

"Not bad, it's the blue bird helping you."

"When you go back, you must honestly tell your beloved Lord Xisi."

Jianqi is the Master of Ten Thousand Transformations; his true form is really not good-looking.

So he chose the most acceptable 'cute' image.

Compared to the burly industrial demons around, the passing demons are ferociously ugly.

Jianqi's blue‑bird form merely stands somewhere; truly, superiority is instantly judged by appearance.

Thus, the sisters, who understood nothing, had their first memory be Jianqi helping them.

Of course, mainly because Jianqi used divine power to completely block the utterly insane Washituoer behind him.

"Jianqi, I fuck your mother!"

What good could Washituoer be?

Opening with a subspace national curse, he directly cursed Jianqi's face.

His iron hammer scepter in hand, he recklessly smashed it into Jianqi's face.

Meanwhile, Jianqi, while cheerfully coaxing the sisters, casually blocked Washituoer aside.

"What are you hitting for? If you keep going, those old-timers will notice too, and you'll have no share."

Jianqi wore a smug grin, having taken his anger from the other Six Gods, and finally retrieved it here at Washituoer.

Then, just as they were about to tightly escort the sisters back to the real universe and have them properly tell Xisi how wonderful the Five-Eyed Blue Bird in Subspace is as a deity.

We don't demand Xisi himself to appear, only that some battle‑wounded elite subordinates be sent to Jianqi later.

If a few 101s could be sent, that would be even better!

But while Jianqi was still lost in his reverie, a voice rang out, echoing not far from the Sea of Souls.

"No part for us?"

"That's because you, Jianqi, have no part!"

Jianqi froze, and when faced with Washituoer's haughty swagger, he instantly became a bit hunched and cowering.

In a one‑on‑one setting, Jianqi does not fear any of the six.

But he cannot help it—whenever, for whatever reason, Jianqi gets into a conflict with a deity.

The other unrelated ones will also jump in without hesitation, seizing the chance to beat Jianqi up first.

Jianqi cowers, and Washituoer's complexion reddens fully with anger.

Then, seeing the six gods with faces alight with excitement, eyes full of the thrill of snatching treasure, Washituoer looks even more furiously at Jianqi.

Feeling Washituoer's stare, Jianqi doesn't know whether Washituoer will ever ascend to deity, but he knows.

If the day truly comes when Washituoer ascends to deity, any future disputes will have an extra, baseless reason, and he'll seize the chance to beat his own rival.

Facing Washituoer's fully flushed, angry glare, Jianqi turns back, slightly embarrassed, and strives to retort:

"Look, it's all because of you; now we're out of sisters!"

Jianqi pouts in accusation; Washituoer, hearing this, is stunned, seeing that Jianqi still has the audacity to blame himself, his eyes widen, and he shouts:

"You're talking nonsense!"

"This was originally labor‑capital's!"

Washituoer rages, while Jianqi still pouts, his face natural:

"Nonsense, if it were mine, would I still snatch it?"

Washituoer: "???"