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At this moment, those ice-blue snow boots stopped, and Tian Yu halted in front of Su Ming'an's table.

Then she turned her head slightly, looking towards Eni.

Witnessing this, Su Ming'an suspected that the Balancing Principle was at work.

In Luowasha, one cannot rely on habitual thinking; previous experiences must be abandoned, and one must think according to the story's logic.

Tian Yu, a dignitary from the Sky Plane and a candidate for the protagonist, came here like a fairy descending to the mortal world. Perhaps any of her followers could easily defeat Fu En. Yet she still came here, for what purpose?

According to story logic, in classic passionate upgrade tales, one side of the two protagonists cannot be too weak; otherwise, they can't keep up with the other side. It's best if one side starts extremely noble and, because of some accident, comes down to the other's level. And Tian Yu and Eni perfectly fit this setup.

If the setting is true, the two will likely develop further emotions.

——This is the way of thinking that Sique inspired in Su Ming'an, considering everything from the story's perspective. This helps Su Ming'an to maintain an active role in this instance.

Su Ming'an drummed his fingers, disliking this feeling of being orchestrated. If it's some kind of predestined fate within Luowasha's realm, then he must warn Eni.

"Eni, you mustn't..." Su Ming'an wanted to caution Eni against truly developing feelings.

As it turned out, when he looked, Eni was engrossed in finishing his dessert, not even lifting his head. Even though Tian Yu was looking at Eni, Eni had no intention of responding.

... Thankfully, the Fire Mystery is indeed still the Fire Mystery. Su Ming'an felt somewhat reassured.

Tian Yu paused briefly, then quickly took a seat. But to everyone's surprise, the place she chose was right next to Su Ming'an. When she sat down, the large group of her followers also sat behind, including the Sky Alliance players Ali and Xi Hongzhi among others.

Su Ming'an observed Tian Yu with his peripheral vision. Once seated, she remained completely still, like an ice-white porcelain doll. If she ultimately won as the protagonist... what type of story would that be? A story of the cold and aloof female lead upgrading?

Soon, the door closed, and the hundreds of people in the hall quieted down. The main figure was about to arrive.

"Tap, tap, tap."

A faint silhouette appeared under the curtains. The shadow showed her seated in a chair, with an elegant posture, emitting a faint aroma.

... The Lord of the Undead, Xi Ting.

In the Hell Plane, she rules as a royal, having slaughtered millions on the Order side during the War of Eden.

"…Ladies and gentlemen, today's banquet is about selecting an heir for the Mother Goddess. Our banquet will continue until evening, when the Mother Goddess will arrive; She will choose Her favored Divine Envoy from the three heirs to deliver Her oracle in the future." Xi Ting's voice emerged; it was a sultry, mature woman's voice, with the texture of red wine.

The crowd stirred slightly. Many of the nobility were Zealots of Isabelle, drawing the Divine Symbol on their chests repeatedly, murmuring prayers. Witnessing the Mother Goddess's possession would be an immense joy for them.

"Today's banquet, officially, is for the honor of the Mother Goddess. Privately, I wish to honor a renowned artist of Luowasha." Xi Ting's voice was tender and soothing, her figure vague:

"His fame is known to all, his stories sung across the continent, his friends scattered throughout the long river of time. He is the shepherd of brilliance and time in this world..."

Su Ming'an abruptly raised his head; he never expected Xi Ting to reveal his identity publicly.

The crowd began to stir, even more than when they heard of the Demon Mother God. After all, not everyone believes in the Demon Mother God, but everyone has surely read Sique's books.

Fu En likewise suddenly raised his head, his face flush, eyes brimming with excitement and delight: "Really? My idol... will my idol be here?"

"As it happens, at today's banquet, he is present, seated right behind one of the heirs as a supporter..." Xi Ting's voice carried a hint of amusement.

The crowd glanced around, their faces visibly brightening with surprise.

Su Ming'an, with a stiff composure, knew he could no longer conceal his identity. He had to support Eni in obtaining this heir position and start establishing his influence from the Undead Territory to change his current rootless situation. After all, the Eternal Sea of Lu is not very conducive for gathering, whereas the Hell Plane, being easy to defend and difficult to attack, with its ceaseless undead soldiers, was very suitable.

In a way, this was good; he would have to reveal his identity eventually so that more people would stand with him.

Taking a deep breath, he was ready to stand up.

... Who would have guessed Xi Ting would change her tone?

"——That is the chief supporter of our Miss Tian Yu! Please welcome him."

Applause thundered.

Everyone blushed with excitement, clapping fervently. Some children peered expectantly behind Tian Yu.

Su Ming'an turned his head, only to see a young man with purple shoulder-length hair and golden eyes slowly stand up. He wore a silver bird mask edged with golden foil and was dressed in a red waistcoat and a white robe, nodding towards Xi Ting.

"... Is that the legendary Sique?" people whispered to each other.

"... Oh my, even he came today?"

"... Good thing we only learned now; otherwise, this place would have been overcrowded."

"... Could I take just one bite, just one?"

Su Ming'an looked stunned at the purple-haired young man; he could tell that wasn't Sique. Which player was using a face-changing prop to cause trouble?

He silently watched the crowd drink and whispered a word to Eni before quietly leaving the table. He walked to a concealed corner outside the hall where he finally stopped.

"Xi Ting, what are you trying to do?" he whispered softly.

He felt someone was following him, presumably Xi Ting.

Gradually, a shadowy figure emerged behind him, and Xi Ting's voice came through: "Hehe... I merely saw you were reluctant to reveal your identity and noticed a counterfeit standing behind Miss Tian Yu, so I went along with it."

"Why is that person impersonating me?"

"Who knows... perhaps they crave vanity, or maybe to give Miss Tian Yu a grand name... it all boils down to money, power, and prestige." Footsteps approached, and a pair of snow-white hands rested on Su Ming'an's shoulders.

These hands are truly white in every sense—entirely composed of hard knuckles, and the breath against the back of the neck is cold. He even suspects there is a pure white skeleton behind him.

When he tries to turn his head, an icy finger presses against the back of his brain, with the texture of bone: "Shh... don't turn around. I haven't put on my beautiful skin yet, and it will scare you, little magpie. Just wait until I'm dressed."

"You seem to... not dislike me?" Su Ming'an maintains this posture, feeling the hard fingers on the back of his head gradually sliding down, the cold touch descending from his scalp.

"Hmm... why would I dislike you? Ian hates you because you destroyed his Dragon Valley. Huan Jiala hates you because you took the Crescent Spring, essential for the survival of the Elf race. Xi Ge hates you because you deceived the feelings of the progenitor of the Blood Clan. Moqi hates you because you stole the queen's egg... but you haven't wronged me at all. Of course I don't dislike you; you are my most cherished true friend." Her final words curl upward like a hook.

...Sique, you're truly inhumane.

Su Ming'an hears Xi Ting recount Sique's "achievements" and really cannot bear to continue reading. What a series of deeds, no wonder he's being hunted.

"Deceiving feelings refers to..." Su Ming'an is particularly concerned about this.

The finger stops at his nape.

"... Its literal meaning, need an explanation? This is surely your specialty," Xi Ting's voice stretches: "Just that day, you spoke of wanting to draw the progenitor's portrait, but while the progenitor posed as a model, you were actually writing down various data about the progenitor, intending to create another progenitor... So, what did you take the progenitor for? Are old ones gone so new ones can come? Or is one friend not enough?"

Su Ming'an listens with relish to Sique's mishaps. Seeing Xi Ting stop speaking, he coughs and brings up the main matter: "I came to ask you, how can I meet the Goddess of Life?"

"Mm, just a moment." The sound of rustling comes from behind. Xi Ting should be putting on human skin. After a moment, the hard finger moves away, and Su Ming'an turns around.

In sight is a woman with orange hair wearing a skull mask, eyes as two fiery green flames, her eye sockets pitch-black without a hint of white. Her human skin is not fully donned, leaving the lower jawbone and skeletal arms exposed, with ten long, bony white fingers especially conspicuous.

Despite this, the view combines horror and beauty, and Su Ming'an's initial reaction is not fear but awe. Her skeleton is tall but her posture slender, possessing a sense of strength and fragility within an artistic quality.

Xi Ting appreciates Su Ming'an's expression, speaking only after a moment: "You wish to see Lotasha?"

"You directly call the Goddess of Life by her name?"

"Ah, she's caused trouble now. Unfortunately, I must tell you she was the first deity to defect to the God of Doom, the first among Luowasha's twenty-seven gods to turn."

Su Ming'an's heart tightens: "It's reached this stage?"

In just four days, the first deity defected, and it's a Second-level God. He thought it would start with Third-level Gods. It seems the God of Doom is quite capable.

"Mm." Xi Ting enjoys this interjection, her bony fingers twirling around her orange hair, her bloodied jaw opening and closing: "And perhaps not just her. It's just that our information is limited."

"Then how should I meet her..." Su Ming'an glances at the quest log.

He is surprised to see that the original third main quest: [Audience with the Goddess of Life], unexpectedly changed to [By any means, with any assistance—kill the Goddess of Life].

He unexpectedly feels his scalp tingle.

After the Ruler's Quest, the main quest also shifts? He sees such a situation for the first time.

It seems the tenth quest will likely be to kill the God of Doom.

"You still want to see Lotasha?" Xi Ting arches her dark eye sockets: "Ah, so devout. Lotasha betrayed Luowasha, yet you still wish to meet her. Indeed, you once said you'd have faith in me forever."

Su Ming'an immediately knows it's more of Sique's nonsense, this magpie is full of empty promises; he embarrassingly says: "Childish words without restraint."

"Mm, indeed you are a very young little magpie, alright, I forgive you." Xi Ting's bony fingers tap her chin: "If you wish to see her, then tonight."

"Isn't tonight the selection for the Demon Mother God's Divine Envoy?" Su Ming'an says.

"Shh..." Xi Ting seems to smile, her white bony fingers poised before her mask: "It's a secret."

Su Ming'an's gaze subtly darkens.

"Alright, let's return to the table, the host has been out for too long and the guests might worry." Xi Ting leads him back.

Su Ming'an walks back to the hall, expecting to see a scene of everyone praising the fake Sique, but instead discovers the hall silent.

A white-haired man wearing a lab coat and thick glasses stands in the center of the hall, coldly gazing at the fake Sique. Meanwhile, the fake Sique sits dumbfounded in his seat, not understanding why this man is so angry with him.

The people hold their breath and concentrate, watching the two face off.

Just a moment ago, this man suddenly rushed forward, approaching Sique with a cold expression.

"—Sique. About the past, please give me an explanation." The man in the lab coat coldly says.

Although the fake wishes to speak, he truly has no idea what happened between Sique and this man, so he remains silent.

"Who is that man in the lab coat?" Su Ming'an quietly asks Xi Ting.

Xi Ting opens a feather fan, her tone elegant: "You forgotten him? Ah, I truly feel for him. He was once the most renowned researcher of Central State, named Ran Bo. He dedicated himself to the application of post-cranial chips. Witnessing the impending attainment of the Virdodo Research Award, the highest honor for a researcher... as a result, a stroke of your pen altered a law within his research findings, turning his lifetime's work into thousands of pieces of scrap paper..."

Upon hearing, Su Ming'an also feels pity for the man. However, he believes Sique surely would not toy with others like this; perhaps he had no choice but to modify that law, unintentionally implicating the scientist.

"Has science disappeared?" he asks.

"Not completely. There are still so many scientific laws in this world; the Creator cannot possibly change them all. But as time extends, traces of the Creator's alterations will increase, and eventually, science will surely vanish entirely." Xi Ting smiles:

"You see, this is a perfect example... a scientific law suddenly rewritten by the Creator. And current scientists—[are racing against the Creator, trying to preserve some scientific laws unchanged by the pen.]"

"Perhaps, at the end of Luowasha, all scientific laws will disappear, and the world will turn into a fantasy paradise painted by the pen... it's a trend hard to reverse. But for now, we can still retain some scientific, fixed, unchangable, unalterable things."

"This is... a scientific edifice constructed over millennia, not to be easily demolished."

At this time, Lv Shu approaches, whispering a few words into Su Ming'an's ear.