At this moment, Lin Fan summoned the Heaven and Earth Crucible.
This crucible was a system-built tool, hardly a treasure worth mentioning. Originally meant for forging weapons, it had become Lin Fan’s refuge whenever he encountered unmatchable techniques, because of its sturdiness.
The moment the Heaven and Earth Crucible appeared, Lin Fan noticed that the Death God’s eyes widened.
Of course, the Death God was always wrapped in a black robe, so eyes couldn’t be seen, but in Lin Fan’s imagination, the Death God definitely had his eyes wide open.
“Hey, mighty Death God, what do you think of this treasure?” Lin Fan asked.
“Good,” the Death God replied, his tone showing some excitement.
“Human, you’ve impressed me greatly. How about pledging allegiance to me? Serve under me, and with my protection, no one in this world will dare to provoke you,” the Death God said.
Upon hearing this, Lin Fan blinked, thinking, “Serve under you? Like hell I will!” But for Lin Fan, the Death God speaking like this meant he was definitely a being worth reasoning with.
Then Lin Fan began to think, he needed a plan.
“It would be a great honor to serve the mighty Death God.”
“Hey Death God, do you like spicy bars?” Lin Fan quickly entered the Earth within his inner world to find the most delicious food—spicy bars.
“Damn it, Death God, today this Emperor will finish you off properly.” Lin Fan roared inwardly, then started infusing the spicy bars with massive amounts of extreme drugs.
“Great Fan’s Spirit, refine, refine, refine again—until the purest form—and then fuse it with the spicy bars.”
At this moment, Lin Fan summoned the Heaven and Earth Furnace.
This Heaven and Earth Furnace was a default item from the system, hardly a treasure. Originally used for forging, it later became Lin Fan’s refuge whenever he encountered unstoppable attacks due to its extreme durability.
The moment the Heaven and Earth Furnace appeared, Lin Fan noticed that the Death God’s eyes seemed to fixate on it.
Of course, the Death God was always cloaked in a black robe, making it impossible to see its eyes, but Lin Fan speculated that the Death God was undoubtedly captivated.
“Lord Death God, what do you think of this treasure?” Lin Fan asked.
“Good,” the Death God replied, a hint of excitement in its voice.
“Human, you’ve performed admirably. How about submitting to me? Become my subordinate, and under my protection, no one in this realm would dare to challenge you,” the Death God proposed.
Lin Fan blinked. Become your subordinate? Not a chance. However, the fact that the Death God was making such an offer suggested it was open to negotiation.
Lin Fan began to ponder, trying to devise a strategy.
“It would be an honor to serve under the Death God.”
“Lord Death God, do you enjoy spicy sticks?” Lin Fan quickly accessed the Earth within his inner world, searching for the most delicious spicy sticks.
“Damn it, Death God, today I will end you,” Lin Fan roared internally, then began infusing the spicy sticks with potent drugs.
Refining, refining, and refining again, he distilled the essence to its purest form and fused it with the spicy sticks.
“Ding, congratulations on crafting a pack of Supreme Spicy Sticks.”
“Spicy sticks?” The Death God was puzzled, unfamiliar with such a thing.
Lin Fan, now successful in crafting the spicy sticks, felt a surge of hope. He had to remain calm; this was his chance.
“Yes, the legendary most delicious spicy sticks, a product of years of accumulation,” Lin Fan presented the fiery red sticks, their allure undeniable.
The sight of these enchanting spicy sticks made Lin Fan involuntarily swallow his saliva, but he restrained himself, remembering their purpose.
If the Death God consumed these spicy sticks, things would get interesting.
He could hide in the Heaven and Earth Furnace, release the ancient demon, let them battle it out, and then emerge to reap the benefits.
If he could slay the Death God, his cultivation would skyrocket, and he would become unstoppable.
Although he was currently at the Tenth Level of the Eternal Divine Realm, there was still a significant gap compared to these gods. But slaying one would make the rest easier.
“Delicious spicy sticks.”
Lin Fan thought he heard the sound of someone swallowing saliva but dismissed it as a hallucination.
“Give them to me,” the Death God extended its hand.
“Such low intelligence,” Lin Fan thought.
In his view, a powerful being like the Death God should be aloof and domineering, not engaging in prolonged conversation.
The Death God took the spicy sticks, unwrapped one, sniffed it, and examined it.
Then, it lifted the hand hidden under its black robe, pulling the hood back slightly to reveal its chin.
“Huh!”
Lin Fan was startled. Seeing the pale, pointed chin, he suddenly felt something was amiss.
What’s going on?
Isn’t this the Death God?
In Lin Fan’s imagination, it was a terrifying, hideous creature.
But now, things seemed different.
The Death God wasn’t what he had imagined.
It was a girl.
Although only the chin was visible, based on Lin Fan’s experience, he could imagine the entire face.
Pink lips.
Sharp teeth on either side, the red spicy stick placed in its mouth, gently bitten.
Lin Fan swallowed hard.
Something’s wrong, definitely wrong.
Lin Fan wanted to say something but held back.
“How is it?” Lin Fan cautiously asked.
The Death God released its scythe, then pulled back the hood, revealing fiery red hair like the sun.
When Lin Fan saw the Death God’s face, his heart skipped a beat.
Holy…
Just as he had imagined.
But wait, the ancient Death God should resemble the ancient clan. How could it look like this?
“Hmm, not bad, I’m quite satisfied,” suddenly, the Death God’s voice changed.
The previously gloomy tone vanished, as if it had been altered by a voice changer.
…
Meanwhile, in the cave.
The ancient demon had already received Lin Fan’s message, ready to battle the Death God. For the ancient demon, it had become a tool for venting the side effects of the Supreme Spicy Sticks.
Although the ancient demon was of the demon race, it wasn’t just anyone.
In its view, the Death God should be a skeleton or a grotesque monster. But when it saw the Death God’s face, it couldn’t hold back.
“Master, let me go. Although I am the emperor of the demon race, for your cause, I am willing to sacrifice myself.”
The ancient demon’s eyes gleamed as it spoke.
Red hair, delicate features—if someone told Lin Fan this was the Death God, he wouldn’t believe it.
Hearing the ancient demon’s words, Lin Fan coughed lightly, “No need, I’ve thought it over. You’ve done enough for me. I’ll handle this myself.”
“Not enough, master, I’m willing. Let me go this time,” the ancient demon roared.
Lin Fan didn’t give the ancient demon a chance to argue, sealing off the cave.
What was about to happen would be intense.
But Lin Fan was prepared.
If I don’t enter hell, who will?
Although the Death God was terrifying, he was the hero destined to save the world.
If he couldn’t handle this, how could he face the challenges ahead?
As time passed, Lin Fan waited quietly.
When the Death God finished the last spicy stick, Lin Fan knew the moment had come.
“Hmm.”
At that moment, the Death God’s expression began to change—the Supreme Spicy Sticks were taking effect.
“Human, you’ve done well. I’m satisfied. Continue to offer me these spicy sticks, and I won’t mistreat you,” the Death God felt an inexplicable desire burning within.
“Hmm, hmm…”
Lin Fan nodded silently, preparing himself.
At this moment, a phrase came to mind.
Let the storm rage even fiercer.
Suddenly, Lin Fan sensed something was wrong.
“Lord Death God, what are you doing?” Lin Fan was still fantasizing when he noticed the Death God point its finger, causing the void to tremble. Chains of law bound Lin Fan’s limbs.
Huff! Huff!
The Death God breathed heavily, its consciousness seemingly fading. It gripped the scythe, which transformed into a black whip.
This… this…
“Damn it, it’s going to torture me,” Lin Fan panicked, struggling violently.
But no matter how strong he was, he couldn’t break free.
“I demand a substitute, I demand a substitute,” Lin Fan roared. Ancient demon, get your ass over here!
Slash!
A black light appeared.
“Human, you’ve ignited my desire to discipline you. You are now mine,” the Death God’s eyes glowed with an unusual light, its delicate face showing a hint of madness.
“Damn it… I regret this…”
“Ah!”
“Hahaha…”
“Spicy bars?” The Death God was momentarily confused, not knowing what they were.
Lin Fan had already successfully refined the spicy bars, his heart filled with infinite hope. He had to stay calm—this time, he must stay composed.
“Yes, the legendary most delicious spicy bars, the culmination of many years of my efforts.” Lin Fan took out the spicy bars. Those fiery red bars looked incredibly seductive.
Seeing those enticing spicy bars, Lin Fan couldn’t help but swallow hard, but thinking about their intended effect, he forced himself to resist.
Once the Death God eats this Emperor’s spicy bars, things will get interesting.
He would hide inside the Heaven and Earth Crucible, unleash the ancient great beast, let them fight each other, and then emerge to reap the benefits.
If he could kill this Death God, his cultivation would skyrocket. At that point, he would be unstoppable.
Currently, although Lin Fan was at the tenth stage of the Divine Heaven Realm—the Eternal God Position—he still had a huge gap compared to these so-called gods. But if he could kill one, dealing with the rest would be much easier.
“Delicious spicy bars.”
At this moment, Lin Fan seemed to hear someone swallowing, but he dismissed it as an illusion, not giving it much thought.
“Give it to me,” the Death God said, extending his hand.
“Obviously low IQ,” Lin Fan thought. In his view, a powerful being like the Death God should be aloof and ruthless, killing at the slightest provocation. Yet here he was, calmly conversing with Lin Fan.
The Death God took the spicy bars in hand, tore open the package, took one out, smelled it, and looked at it carefully.
Then, the Death God lifted the hand hidden beneath the black robe, pulling the hood up slightly, revealing his chin.
“Ah!”
Lin Fan was stunned, feeling a bit surprised. Seeing that pale, sharp chin, he suddenly sensed something was off.
How could this be?
Wasn’t this supposed to be the Death God?
In Lin Fan’s mind, the Death God should be a terrifying, hideous creature.
But now, everything seemed to be different.
This Death God wasn’t what he had imagined.
This was a girl.
Granted, he had only seen the chin, but from Lin Fan’s years of experience, just by looking at the chin, he could already imagine the entire face.
Pink lips.
Sharp fangs on both sides. That red spicy bar placed into her mouth, lightly bitten.
Lin Fan couldn’t help but swallow hard.
Something was definitely off, very off.
Lin Fan wanted to say something, but at that moment, he swallowed his words back.
“How is it?” Lin Fan asked cautiously.
At this moment, the Death God released the scythe in his hand, then lifted the hood covering his face, revealing a cascade of red hair as vibrant as the blazing sun.
When Lin Fan saw the Death God’s face, his heart skipped a beat.
Holy crap…
Just as I thought.
But something was wrong. The ancient clan’s Death God should look exactly like the ancient clan members. How could it be like this?
“Hmm, not bad. I am quite satisfied,” suddenly, the Death God’s voice changed.
The previously gloomy tone was gone, as if his previous speech had all been altered by a voice modulator.
…
Meanwhile, within the inner realm.
The ancient great beast had already received Lin Fan’s notice, preparing to fight the Death God fiercely. For the ancient great beast, he had long become an outlet for the aftereffects of Great Fan.
Although the ancient great beast was a king among beasts, he wasn’t just anyone.
In his mind, the Death God should definitely be a skeleton or a hideously ugly monster. But at this moment, seeing the Death God’s face, the ancient great beast could no longer hold back.
“Master, let me go. Although I am the king of beasts, I am willing to sacrifice myself for your great cause,” the ancient great beast said, eyes gleaming.
Red hair, delicate features—had anyone told Lin Fan this was the Death God, he wouldn’t have believed it for a second.
Hearing the ancient great beast’s words, Lin Fan coughed lightly, “No need. I’ve thought about it. You’ve done enough for me already. This matter, I’ll handle it myself.”
“Not enough, not enough, Master. I’m willing. Let me take this one,” the ancient great beast roared.
Lin Fan didn’t give the ancient great beast a chance to speak further, immediately sealing off the inner realm.
The upcoming situation would definitely be intense.
But Lin Fan was already prepared.
“If I don’t go to hell, who will?”
Although the Death God was terrifying, he was still the hero destined to save the world.
If he couldn’t even handle this, how could he proceed on his future path?
As time passed, Lin Fan waited silently.
Until the Death God finished the last spicy bar, Lin Fan knew—what was coming would inevitably happen.
“Hmm.”
At this moment, the Death God’s expression gradually changed—Great Fan’s effect was finally kicking in.
“You humans are impressive. I am quite satisfied. From now on, keep supplying me with these spicy bars, and I won’t treat you poorly,” the Death God felt a strange desire burning inside.
“Okay… okay…”
Lin Fan nodded silently, already prepared for everything.
At this moment, Lin Fan thought of a phrase.
“Let the storm rage even harder.”
Suddenly, Lin Fan sensed something was off.
“Death God, what are you doing?” Lin Fan was still imagining, when suddenly he noticed—the Death God pointed a finger, space trembled slightly, and chains of laws bound Lin Fan’s limbs.
Huff! Huff!
The Death God breathed heavily, as if his consciousness was gradually becoming hazy. Instantly, he gripped the scythe, which transformed into a pitch-black whip.
This… this…
“Oh no, this bastard wants to torture me!” Lin Fan panicked at this moment, struggling fiercely.
But at this moment, no matter how powerful Lin Fan was, he couldn’t break free.
“I want a replacement! I want a replacement!” Lin Fan roared, urging the ancient great beast to come out.
Crack!
A black flash appeared.
“You humans have ignited my desire to train you. From now on, you belong to me,” the Death God’s eyes gleamed with an unusual light. On that delicate face, a crazed expression emerged.
“What the hell… This Emperor regrets it…”
“Ahh!”
“Hahaha…”
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