"Format?"
He didn't understand. Was this a problem of cultural differences? Ye Zichen's words were incomprehensible.
"You don't understand? I thought you, the Impure Earth Reincarnation, had been to the Modern Realm before."
Ye Zichen scratched his head with a coy smile. The confusion in his eyes intensified.
Impure Earth Reincarnation?
Naturally, Ye Zichen had only thought of this after seeing those soulless reincarnators.
While he was still confused, Ye Zichen kindly explained.
"Format? It's just the most ordinary way. Both sides introduce themselves, spout nonsense, and waste time. In the end, the one who loses will attack in a fit of rage. I used to love spouting nonsense, but now … "
"I think it's best not to spout nonsense if you can attack!"
Ye Zichen scratched his head and smiled innocently. As he listened to Ye Zichen's explanation, he laughed heartily.
"In that case, I feel like format is pretty good."
"Oh, alright. I didn't think someone at your level would like this. I thought only people like it. No problem. You've come from afar, so it's fine as long as you're happy. " Ye Zichen laughed like an idiot, then his gaze sharpened. "Lord of the Epoch Star, Ye Zichen."
"God King of Joy from the Outside," said God King Joy.
To his surprise, when God King Joy introduced himself, Ye Zichen stared at him in shock for a long time.
Although his strange gaze didn't make his hair stand on end, it made him feel uneasy.
"You're actually his mother? Isn't he supposed to be a catfish? How did he become a clown?"
"What strange things are you saying now?"
"Oh, sorry, I got a bit distracted."
Ye Zichen scratched his head and smiled foolishly. When his mother saw his smile, although she didn't understand what he was talking about or why he was smiling, she couldn't help but smile.
"Lord of the Epoch Star!"
"Hey, here!"
"I like you a lot. Are you interested in returning to the palace with me? I can guarantee you that in less than a hundred years, you'll become a God King of the Outside and be surrounded by tens of thousands, "said his mother.
"…"
Hearing that, Ye Zichen felt a chill down his spine, causing him to look at it even weirder.
"I don't like men."
This bold statement stunned Emu again, and soon he understood the ambiguity in his words.
After laughing for a long time, she looked at Ye Zichen with admiration and nodded repeatedly.
"You're really interesting. I really like you. Don't worry, I'm not attracted to men, I just like your character. How about it? Do you want to return to the God Race with me? "
"What about him?"
Ye Zichen suddenly pointed at Zhou Wu.
At that moment, Zhou Wu was trapped in a cage formed by lightning. No matter how hard he struggled, he was unable to escape the cage. Not only that, but when he came into contact with the lightning around the cage, he would also suffer a backlash from the lightning.
Trapped inside, he was like a berserk beast, crazily ramming against the cage.
Under the backlash of the Heavenly Thunder, his entire body was charred black.
"He —" Her mother raised her eyebrows.
"This guy should be your dog, right?" Ye Zichen shrugged. "Previously, he was the God Emperor here. His status was so exalted that everyone could only look up to him. He abandoned everything to be with you and work for you. Shouldn't you support him? "
"Are you one of the people I look up to?" His mother asked inexplicably.
"Of course I'm here!" said Ye Zichen.
"Since that's the case, as long as you follow me, you won't have to look up to him. You'll even stand at a higher position than him and enjoy better treatment and conditions than him." Its funny clown face, its eye sockets that were dyed black and white, rolled its eyeballs, and its red nose moved up and down, "What's more, as you said, he is just a dog of mine. When have you ever seen anyone care about a dog's life or death? You are different. I think highly of you and want to see you as a human being.
。”
"I can't agree with you. Where I come from, dogs are man's best friends."
Ye Zichen chuckled. "What's more, if I go back with you, I'll have to serve you, right?"
"That's right!" His mother nodded. "Then what's the difference between that and a dog? Even if I become a God King, I'll still be under your control. So what if I become a God Emperor?" Ye Zichen scratched his head, then gently twisted his wrist. "I'm used to being a lord. If I suddenly become someone else's grandson, I really can't take it! As for the ten thousand people you mentioned, I'm not that talented.
In this new era, I have far more than ten thousand people who support me. I appreciate your good intentions, but I have no choice but to apologize! "
"Is there no room for negotiation?"
His mother still hadn't given up. He really did like Ye Zichen.
He'd been born when the primal chaos first split and the God Race first appeared. He was the God King of the Outside Realm, the embodiment of joy.
However, as the God King of Joy, he'd bestowed joy upon all living beings, but he'd never experienced true joy himself.
He felt empty, and even more so, he questioned why he, the God King of Joy, couldn't enjoy that sort of feeling, couldn't smile in satisfaction.
He couldn't help but question himself. Until a million years ago.
He traversed the various planes and came into contact with art.
Art satisfied his empty soul for the first time, especially when it came to creating art. When he completed a work of art, joy welled up in his heart. From then on, his pursuit of art was unstoppable.
In order to fill the emptiness in his soul, he could only continuously create art.
Until his understanding and pursuit of art became somewhat distorted. The way he saw it, even if he killed people from other lower planes, there was nothing wrong with it.
He'd bestowed joy upon them, so it was only natural that the ants of the lower planes would repay him.
He began destroying planes and slaughtering all living beings. He was passionate about it. He enjoyed the looks of despair on their faces. He admired the destruction of their planes. He sat on the peak of a ruined plane and gazed at the red glow of the setting sun.
The Third Era was just one of the many planes he'd destroyed.
But now, he'd run into Ye Zichen.
He didn't know why, but this little fellow's words and smile made him laugh to his heart's content. He'd never felt such joy before.
An interesting soul was precisely someone like Ye Zichen.
In his mother's eyes, Ye Zichen was a perfect work of art. This work of art wasn't his body, but rather his soul.
He wanted to keep Ye Zichen by his side, or more accurately, he wanted to keep Ye Zichen's soul by his side.
"I'm truly sorry."
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