Chapter 152: The Goddess’s Slave (3)

Has the Shenzu ever experienced the taste of being secretly plotted against?

Of course there have been. Xin Mei is the best example right now.

This woman, who had just moments ago been so arrogant and domineering, was now only able to flush with anger and glare at Yang Hao, filled with sorrow and fury.

But staring alone couldn’t kill anyone. The situation between the two had long since reversed. Yang Hao leisurely held his invisible sword’s wind blade against Xin Mei’s neck, feeling utterly triumphant.

“Divine race, huh!” Yang Hao shook his head. “What divine race? I thought they were supposed to be so powerful, but in the end, they still fell into my hands!”

“If it weren’t for your master me releasing my core essence and teaching you that combination technique, do you think you could have succeeded so easily?” Hun Yuanzi naturally wasn’t going to miss this chance to take credit, rushing out hurriedly to claim his share of the glory.

“How despicable!” Xin Mei was so angry that tears almost streamed down her face. As a celestial being, she was very proud and could not bear to be ridiculed by a mere, despicable mortal.

“Waah! Immortal sister, are you going to be reasonable or not?” Yang Hao sighed repeatedly, “Isn’t it despicable of you to lure me here? If I hadn’t been tricked into coming here, I’d already be traveling the universe with thousands of women. Why would I waste time arguing with you?”

Xin Mei pouted and still put on the airs of a deity, saying, “We learned all these tricks from despicable ordinary people like you. If it weren’t for your cunning, how could the divine race have been forced to hide in the Hidden Divine Zone?”

“You can say whatever you want, but right now, I’m the one in charge!” Yang Hao grinned lecherously, as he pretended to reach out his other hand toward Xin Mei’s ample chest. “Let me think… should I make you my sex slave, or would you be better off serving as our female cauldron for alchemy?”

“Of course, she should be the female cauldron!” Hunyuanzi shouted with great excitement. “With a deity as the female cauldron for refining pills, you will surely experience rapid cultivation progress and immediately break through to the Yuan Ying stage from the Harmony stage.”

“You bastard! Let me go!” Xin Mei exclaimed, her whole body trembling as she saw the lustful look in Yang Hao’s eyes. Although she was the divine race’s appointed guide, she had never encountered someone so overflowing with sinister charm. In fact, among the divine race, romantic and sexual relationships were practically nonexistent, and perverts were extremely rare. Yang Hao was probably the one thousand and first biggest pervert in the entire celestial realm.

“Let you go? I’ll let you go when I’ve kissed you enough!” Yang Hao didn’t actually intend to do anything serious—he just wanted to scare her a little. After all, he had suffered quite a bit at her hands before. Yet as Xin Mei struggled in anger, her delicate face turned rosy red, her eyes glistening with tears, making her seem especially tender and adorable. Particularly captivating were Xin Mei’s lips, slightly upturned and shimmering with a charming, alluring glow.

Yang Hao’s heart stirred, and for a moment he lost control, actually leaning his head forward, wanting to steal a kiss from Xin Mei’s lips.

His face drew closer and closer, and the goddess’s alluring fragrance timely filled Yang Hao’s nose, making him even more entranced. He was almost pressed entirely against Xin Mei; just a few more seconds, and the bodies of this mortal and deity would perfectly unite, as if merging in a way that was unparalleled in the entire world.

Heavenly thunder ignites earthly flames; everything might be hard to control.

If that were really the case, the world might either change completely or history would be rewritten.

Yang Hao only needed a few seconds to kiss the first goddess he had ever encountered in his life.

A few seconds. But he didn’t.

Just as Yang Hao was about to kiss, at that crucial moment, he suddenly sensed a powerful and intense presence surging towards him from behind. Having experienced numerous crises before, Yang Hao was extremely vigilant. Despite being lost in the moment, he instantly regained his senses.

“Disciple!” Yuanzi also shouted in urgency.

Before Hunyuanzi could give more warnings, Yang Hao had already flipped his wrist, releasing two streams of true energy filled with the scent of an aphrodisiac. Such true energy couldn’t be relied upon to defeat enemies, but it could at least block the enemy’s advance for a moment.

As expected, when Yang Hao released his true energy, the momentum behind him came to an abrupt halt. The attacker seemed in no hurry to strike either, only stopping not far from Yang Hao’s back, motionless.

A chill began to spread from Yang Hao’s tailbone, creeping slowly toward the top of his head. The killing intent Yang Hao felt was even sharper than before, as if an inconceivable monster were lurking beside him, ready to swallow him whole at any moment.

“You’re finished!” Xin Mei said through gritted teeth, each word pronounced with intense hatred.

“It’s you who’s doomed!” Although Yang Hao knew that the one coming must be an extraordinary expert, he still wasn’t afraid. “I’ve got a hostage now—anyone who dares to touch me will regret it!”

“Hmph!” Xin Mei snorted in disdain, as if seeing through Yang Hao’s bluff, confident that the reinforcements arriving were powerful enough to ensure Yang Hao couldn’t even think of carrying out any threat.

“What kind of divine race could possibly be this powerful?” Yang Hao, his competitive spirit ignited, turned his head to look behind him.

Strangely, Yang Hao didn’t see a single person behind him. All there was, was a huge gray stone, about half the height of a person, shaped like a long waist, with four branches at its front.

Moreover, on top of the enormous stone, there was actually a pillar connected to it, stretching straight up into the sky.

Like a towering high-rise building standing tall.

“What? Do you guys from the divine race build things this quickly?” Yang Hao was somewhat baffled. Just moments ago, this area was completely empty, so how could there suddenly be such a tall building? Had it really been constructed in the blink of an eye? Were all the people here actually construction workers?

“Thai… not sure anymore.”

“What Thai? You haven’t even escaped yet, and you’re already thinking about Thai massage. You’re such a pervert!” Yang Hao said angrily, turning his head back while looking at the smiling Xin Mei and scolding his master.

Xin Mei, however, shook her head slightly, her smile growing even wider, as if it were Yang Hao being held at knifepoint instead of herself: “The old man wasn’t talking about Thai massage—it was Titan!”

“Titan!”

“Titan!”

“Titan?” Yang Hao repeated several times before suddenly realizing what it was. His whole body shivered involuntarily, and he quickly turned his head again, gazing into the sky and further into the distant space along the giant stone and the massive pillar that seemed to reach the heavens.

This sight was enough to startle Yang Hao so much that he almost dropped the wind blade in his hand. Right there, high up in the sky, stood an unbelievably towering and muscular giant. This colossal figure nearly filled half the heavens, his hands resting on his hips as he coldly stared down at Yang Hao.

The giant boulder that had previously stopped behind Yang Hao was actually one of the Titan giant’s feet, and the pillar above it was naturally the giant’s calf, rising up to an enormous height.

Tai… stuttered, even more nervously than his own master.

In fact, who in the universe doesn’t know about the Titans? According to ancient legends, the Titans were the rulers and leaders of the world. There were once twelve Titans, each governing a different domain. These Titans possessed immense power and had colossal bodies beyond imagination.

Although the Titans exist only in human mythology, numerous poems and stories are dedicated to praising and honoring them. This race of gods is also regarded as a symbol of war and strength. Therefore, within the Galactic Empire, the most powerful fleets and strongest warships are often named after the Titans.

In ancient legends, the Titans possessed the power to destroy the entire world. With a single outburst of anger, they could turn rivers and seas upside down and plunge the sun and moon into darkness. Among the twelve Titans, one controlled the power of the sun, and another held dominion over time. Anyone who provoked them would absolutely have no chance of survival.

In the past, merely listening to these mythological stories had already instilled a sense of fear in Yang Hao towards the Titans. But now, he was actually standing face-to-face with one. Although Yang Hao was no taller than the Titan’s foot, the distance between them was now virtually zero.

“Xin Mei! What are you doing?” The voice of Titan rumbled from the sky like distant thunder. Although far away, it still shook the air with a force that made people’s hearts race like during an earthquake.

Xin Mei sneered, glancing at Yang Hao. “Oh, I’m being held hostage by this human here. He claims our entire divine race is pathetic and that he could easily kill a hundred or two hundred of us without breaking a sweat!”

“I never said that!” Yang Hao exclaimed, getting anxious.

Xin Mei raised her eyebrows in a provocative manner, as if saying, “Even if we wrongfully accuse someone, it doesn’t matter!”

“Oh!” Titan, upon hearing Xin Mei’s provocation, indeed responded with anger in his voice. A darkening sky filled with ominous clouds, and a gigantic face, complete with metallic whiskers, descended from the heavens. His eyes, larger than spaceships, locked onto Yang Hao. “Is it you who spoke those words?”

“No, no!” Yang Hao stammered, his teeth chattering in fear. “How could that be? I hold the gods in the highest reverence, especially mighty deities like you, Titan God! You’ve been my idol since the day I was born! Meeting you has always been my greatest dream in life, and today, finally… Hmph, how handsome, so incredibly handsome!”

“You didn’t say anything?” Titan frowned, clearly not fooled by Yang Hao’s words. “Then why did you take Xin Mei hostage?”

“I didn’t kidnap her at all!” Yang Hao shamelessly lied, relying on the invisibility of the air blade in his hand. “How could I possibly kidnap Xin Mei? She’s so beautiful—I’d be trying to win her heart instead… Wait, no, no. A beauty like Xin Mei should be pursued by someone like the Titan elder brother!” Yang Hao rambled on, “Ah, I get it now! If Xin Mei is truly the Titan senior’s woman, then she shouldn’t be called Xin Mei anymore—she should be called Senior Brother’s wife!”

“Shut up!” Xin Mei could hardly contain her fury as Yang Hao rambled on with increasing absurdity. She lightly flicked her fingernail, releasing a puff of golden powder that drifted toward Yang Hao’s invisible air blade. Upon contact, the blade instantly became visible, as if it had been coated in gold.

“If you weren’t trying to kidnap me, then why are you holding a knife?” Xin Mei exposed Yang Hao’s little trick.