Published: March 2, 2025
The sound waves emanating from Tang Haofei swept over Wen Yu's Heaven-Covering Robe, causing it to flutter and emit a strong metallic scent of blood, making Wen Yu feel dizzy.
He wasn’t being choked; it was the massive sound waves that were overwhelming him.
Watching Tang Haofei’s eyes gradually redden in front of him, Wen Yu fell silent—he could no longer detect Tang Haofei’s physical condition in his soul perception state. Wen Yu didn’t know how many times Tang Haofei had died in the treasure land, but one thing was clear: with his current strength, he could indeed fight Tang Haofei before he had died. However, after Tang Haofei died twice, he could only run away; after dying three times, even fleeing would become a luxury; and after more than five deaths…
That would make Tang Haofei a true god of death for him!
The pressure on his wrist increased until it twisted and deformed; Tang Haofei’s blood-red eyes were fixed on Wen Yu as he spoke again.
“Tell me, why…”
It was as if the calm before a storm; this time Tang Haofei's voice was not loud.
“This is a promise,” Wen Yu replied.
“To whom? Lin Haifeng? Or the original owner of this body?”
“The original Tang Haofei.”
“He might not be better than me.”
“I naturally know he may not be better than you, but in my eyes, he is my friend. Although we have had some minor conflicts, I actually value the original Tang Haofei a lot.”
The grip on his wrist loosened a bit.
Wen Yu continued, “You might remember our interactions; between him and me, it was different from others. Initially, we only had a cooperative relationship, but the deeper I got to know Tang Haofei, the more I felt he was a great person. He is persistent, he is resilient, and most importantly, he has ideals. He is willing to give everything for them, viewing this planet as more important than himself. This world needs people like him.”
Tang Haofei in front of him was silent for a moment, then spoke softly, “I can too…”
“No, you can’t!”
Tang Haofei still tightly gripped his wrist; Wen Yu took a couple of gentle steps forward until their foreheads were almost touching, looking into Tang Haofei's fiery red eyes.
“Do you know why I chose to help him instead of you?”
Tang Haofei shook his head in confusion.
“Because I know your kind too well. Want to be a god? I want to as well! Everyone wants to! Except for the past Tang Haofei, everyone wants it! But do you know why you want to be a god?”
“It’s just desire…”
“Do you know what I thought the moment I realized I had been reborn?”
“First, to survive. Second, I also have my day! Right? I’ve experienced what the protagonists in novels go through! I also have my day, so I dream of becoming someone above others, becoming the sovereign of everything. In reality, I’ve already achieved it. As long as I want, I can establish a gathering place like you, raise a harem of beautiful women, occupy a continent, and become the god of the mortal realm in this land, right?”
“Is being a god in Beijing enjoyable for you? Playing around with women is fun, right? It must be great to feel that you dominate everything, even the most powerful people in the world don’t dare to speak loudly in front of you.”
“But what if one day, a huge disaster occurs? Would you remember your identity as a god? Would you take on that responsibility of being a god?”
Tang Haofei fell silent for a moment and nodded seriously.
“I will! I definitely will!”
“No, you won’t!”
“I will! Just like this time!”
“No, you won’t. I’m not talking about this time, but the next time, possibly the time after that. I’m talking about when destruction descends, when you encounter a problem that even your strength cannot solve!”
“I will!”
“Hmph…”
Wen Yu scoffed and said, “I told you, you won’t! Because in essence, you and I are the same. Speaking of which, why do you want to be a god? Isn’t it just for your own enjoyment? What’s the difference between you and me? Do you know why I’m certain you won’t? Because I wouldn’t either!”