Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

The goddess's slightly flushed cheeks and the ambiguous atmosphere between the two left all the practitioners standing there, dumbfounded.

When the goddess had announced her relationship, they still held onto a sliver of hope, thinking maybe there was a chance for things to turn around.

But the scene unfolding before them was nothing like what they had imagined.

The goddess wasn't the least bit angry at Timothy's playful behavior.

What's more, that faint blush and the way she shyly lowered her head—it was unmistakable. There was a hint of bashfulness, almost cute in a soft, endearing way. This was a far cry from the usual cold, aloof goddess who seemed to look down on everyone as if they were beneath her, never showing even a trace of emotion. Enjoy exclusive adventures from empire

Is this… is this really Goddess Sylvia?

The sight before them made it clear to everyone: yes, this was indeed the goddess.

But this adorable, bashful side of her? It only appeared when she was with Timothy.

Sylvia's current demeanor and expression were beyond anything the practitioners could comprehend.

And yet, they could sense that this wasn't even the whole story.

Timothy, who had already anticipated that the goddess would be shy after making such an announcement, smiled slightly and leaned in close to Sylvia's ear. "I didn't expect you to announce it today, honey. But aside from the announcement, don't you think you left out a few things?"

"Left out… what?" Sylvia's voice was soft as she lifted her head slightly, the blush still lingering on her cheeks.

"Well, you know, some details about our relationship to really convince them. Like how we went on that beach vacation, playing volleyball in bikinis by the sea. Or how you got jealous when you thought one of your female disciples was in my room. Or how you always steal the blanket when we sleep…"

Timothy whispered these things gently into her ear.

Hearing this, Sylvia's heart started racing, her face turning an even deeper shade of red. "No way, absolutely not! It took all my courage just to announce the relationship. How could I possibly say such embarrassing things out loud?"

"Ahem, but you did do all those things, goddess. And that's not even the half of it. There's plenty more, like—"

"Stop, stop, stop! I get it, I get it! I'll think about it, okay? But for now… we need to take things one step at a time. I need some time before I can talk about such embarrassing stuff…"

Timothy's teasing had Sylvia feeling a bit guilty for not sharing more details. But no matter how much she thought about it, she just couldn't get past the embarrassment. She had to push it off for later. If she said all that now, she wouldn't be able to show her face tomorrow!

"Haha, no worries. We can save it for later. We've got plenty of time. Who knows, maybe after a few more dates, we'll have even more stories to tell."

"D-dates… Ahhh, I know, I know! But let's talk about this after the big event, okay? Otherwise…"

"No problem. We'll talk after our next date."

"…"

The silence around them was deafening. At this moment, the gazes of all the practitioners were even more vacant than before.

Because just now, they had all witnessed Timothy and the goddess whispering sweet nothings to each other, their intimate gestures on full display.

Not only that, but they had also heard every word of their conversation, loud and clear.

Even though Timothy and the goddess had been speaking softly, as if their voices were barely audible, the practitioners present were all highly skilled. Their hearing was far superior to that of ordinary people.

And on top of that, it seemed like neither Timothy nor the goddess had bothered to use any spiritual energy to conceal their voices. So, everyone had heard this incredibly intimate conversation.

Dates, stealing blankets, the goddess getting jealous—each of these things was enough to shake the heavens.

So, it wasn't just that the goddess was in a relationship. These two were blatantly flaunting it in front of everyone!

"Oh no!"

At that moment, Sylvia finally realized that she had forgotten to suppress her voice earlier. The entire conversation between her and Timothy had been overheard by everyone.

Recalling the content of their exchange, Sylvia felt so embarrassed that she wished she could just disappear into the ground.

Who would have ever thought she'd say something like that…

"I have some matters to attend to. This meeting is over for now. I'm leaving."

Completely at a loss for how to explain what had just happened, her mind in chaos and her face burning with embarrassment, Sylvia gave up on trying to explain anything.

As soon as she finished speaking, a cold breeze swept across the area.

With a light step, her graceful figure lifted off the ground, riding the wind as she attempted to fly back to her chambers.

But just as Sylvia ascended into the air, Timothy stepped into the sky as well, appearing right beside her.

"Why are you following me?" Sylvia's voice, though trying to sound stern, couldn't hide a hint of bashfulness.

"I just remembered, honey, it's that time of the month for you, isn't it? You should take care of yourself and avoid getting too stressed. So, I figured I'd head back to the palace with you and make you some warm lemon tea. You don't like drinking brown sugar water, and I don't want you to be uncomfortable on your own," Timothy replied gently.

His words sent a ripple through Sylvia's heart.

Not only did Timothy remember her cycle perfectly, but his concern for her was so detailed and thoughtful.

Even though she knew they were still in front of the entire Sect, hearing such tender and intimate words made Sylvia's heart flutter.

In the end, she nodded softly.

"Hmph, I guess it wasn't for nothing that I announced our relationship in front of everyone. Seems like you do care about a lot of things," Sylvia huffed, but there was a sweet smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

"Honey, you're being tsundere again…" Timothy chuckled.

"Who's being tsundere? That's ridiculous! I've told you, I have nothing to do with that word!" Sylvia shot back.

"Then think about what just happened."

"I…"

"Gotcha!" Timothy teased, and Sylvia, unable to come up with a retort, stuck her tongue out at him.

Her little pink tongue was especially cute, adding a playful touch to her usually cool and aloof face.

The two figures flew off together, and under the gaze of countless onlookers, it was clear that their hands were gently intertwined.

The scene was undeniably sweet.