Fang Mu walked around the town with Ya Yuan, showing off his charm as a man from time to time. Coupled with the money he had earned through his own abilities during this period, his image was built to be exceptionally grand.
Ya Yuan cooperated with his act, her eyes showing just the right amount of admiration, like an ordinary young girl. In this situation, Fang Mu became arrogant, feeling that even the God of Light was no match for him. Thus, he began to make his move.
He deliberately put on a show of sighing and lamenting. When Ya Yuan asked him what was wrong, a hint of sadness appeared on his face, and he sighed, "Alas~ Miss, you don't know, but I actually fled to this place because of a magical beast."
"It's a pity I haven't received the recognition of any deity, otherwise, I might have been able to avenge my loved ones."
Ya Yuan found it amusing. However, there weren't many people as thick-skinned as Fang Mu these days. He was actually showing off in front of her. So, she said "innocently," "Young Master, you are so pitiful!"
"But the bow and arrow you used earlier looked good. If the whole village were equipped with such weapons, even magical beasts wouldn't dare to approach!"
"These weapons can't even pierce the hide of a magical beast, but... I know of a few other weapons that even magical beasts can't resist. Would Miss like to see them?" Fang Mu, seeing Ya Yuan's interest in his weapons, said deliberately.
"Can you really?" Ya Yuan looked expectant. She said, "Won't it be too much trouble for you, Young Master?"
"No trouble!" Fang Mu revealed a hidden smile.
He had seen it clearly. This God of Light was selfish and had no intention of helping him gain power. Since that was the case, he would find another way.
He had asked the system, and it had a way to strip Ya Yuan of her power and transfer it to him. This was much more reliable than him painstakingly researching and relying on Ya Yuan.
Ya Yuan showed a sweet smile, fearing only that he would have the life to take but not the life to spend! Her power was endless. As long as there were still believers in the world, she was almost immortal and indestructible.
Fang Mu was not foolish. He would not act without absolute certainty. However, Ya Yuan's beauty and acting skills were so outstanding that Fang Mu often forgot the power she possessed, remembering only her delicate demeanor.
Because of Ya Yuan's presence, Fang Mu even stopped his original research and focused all his energy on her. If he could fly and escape the earth, then the things he wanted to do would be much easier to accomplish.
He used countless precious materials. The "system" even contributed a part of its origin for this purpose. Then, as usual, he invited her to his home and activated the formation.
Perhaps she had become addicted to acting, but when she was covered by the formation, Ya Yuan's eyes were filled with disbelief, and her voice trembled, "Young Master, what are you doing?"
Fang Mu felt that victory was within his grasp, and he stopped pretending. A malicious smile appeared on his face, "Your Excellency, God of Light, since you like me, why don't you contribute your power?"
Ya Yuan's fingertips lightly touched the formation, her expression somewhat disdainful. Her tone was cold yet regretful, "What a pity! I originally wanted to play with you for a while longer. After all, besides you, I couldn't find anyone else to play this make-believe game with."
Fang Mu was somewhat taken aback, "You knew all along? Never mind, it doesn't matter. You've already entered my formation, and you can't escape."
Ya Yuan sneered, "Do you really think this broken formation can trap a deity in her prime? I thought you had some skill, and I even refined a clone to show my sincerity. I didn't expect this?"
After Ya Yuan finished speaking, she applied a little force with her hand, and a dazzling light flashed. The formation, like a giant piece of glass, shattered into pieces.
Fang Mu's mouth hung open in shock, and he kept questioning the system in his heart, "You said it was foolproof! How could she break it so easily?"
The system trembled, "She has the origin of the world! In this world, unless the foundation on which she relies for survival disappears, she is almost invincible."
The next second, the system was directly captured by Ya Yuan. "Which world's origin are you? What is your world like? Tell me about it! I've been bored for so, so many years."
The system was a ball of light emitting colorful rays. At this moment, it was trembling and curled up, pretending to be dead.
"Never mind, I'll take it back and study it slowly." Ya Yuan casually put this strange origin into her divine realm. After all, if it weren't for the origin constantly suppressing it, it would run away.
"You..." Fang Mu tried to calm himself down, but the gap in strength between them was terrifying. He was utterly powerless.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you!" Ya Yuan smiled gently. "I'm just inviting you to be my guest! Just like you enthusiastically invited me to be your guest.
However! I hate useless trash the most. So, you won't disappoint me, right?"
"Yes, I am useful." Fang Mu had excellent psychological resilience. As long as he was alive, there was hope. If he was given a chance, he would escape one day.
Ya Yuan's eyes curved as she brought him back to the Temple of Light, specially giving him the highest room, assigning people to monitor him day and night, and even leaving a mark on him as a precaution.
Without any magic, if he wanted to escape, well~ he would probably have to fall into a muddy mess first!
On the other side, the two people who had a wild night woke up. Qing Su Yue was still a bit dazed. How did she...
However, she did gain a piece of knowledge: it turns out two women really can be together. Her arms were a bit sore, but it was indeed a physical activity!
"Sister~" Xing Yuan looked at her with sparkling eyes, smiling with satisfaction.
Qing Su Yue hugged the quilt and quietly moved to the side, her entire face blushing like a cooked shrimp.
"Sister is unhappy?" Xing Yuan buried her head in Qing Su Yue's neck and rubbed gently.
"No, it's just..." Qing Su Yue looked embarrassed to speak. "In short, let's do this kind of thing less often. It's not good."
"What's not good? It's so much fun!" Xing Yuan mumbled, but did not directly refute.
"It's easy to delay important matters," Qing Su Yue said with a serious expression, her entire demeanor changing. Then she quickly put on her clothes and sat down at the table.
Xing Yuan lay lazily, watching Qing Su Yue doubt herself with great interest, finding it quite amusing. Being pure was good! She could "teach" her well, as she had always been fond of teaching others.
"You go out first! I need to continue practicing formations," Qing Su Yue said earnestly, trying to hide her blushing ear tips.
She looked quite serious, but what she was actually thinking was hard to say.