Chapter 165

Chapter 165: Another Feast for You

“Please speak, Star God!”

Wealth Spirit paused slightly and then said, “I will risk my life to fulfill the wishes of the God of Wealth!”

He wondered if the Star God had noticed the words he had spoken in front of the God of Wealth’s body.

Otherwise, why would the Star God send a message just as he was about to enjoy the feast?

“It’s not that serious; it’s just a small errand.”

The Star God then shared the relevant information about the Bug Spirit Arrow Realm with Wealth Spirit, saying, “After you enter the Bug Spirit Arrow Realm, unleash your full divine aura.”

“If you face life-threatening dangers, you can use the black chess piece.”

As soon as the words were spoken, a black chess piece appeared right in front of Wealth Spirit.

“The black chess piece will ensure your safety.”

After receiving the chess piece, Wealth Spirit said earnestly, “I will not disappoint the expectations of the God of Wealth!”

With that, Wealth Spirit turned and walked out.

Just before leaving the vicinity of the hall, he looked back at the luxurious feast.

“God of Wealth, it seems your feast is one I won’t be able to enjoy.”

“But rest assured, when I return, I will use my own money to hold another feast for you.”

Meanwhile, on the other side.

“God of Martial Arts, don’t you find Wealth Spirit interesting?”

The Star God waved his hand, and Wealth Spirit’s words and actions transformed into a projection in the sky.

“He is indeed quite interesting,” Su Wen replied, a slight smile forming at the corner of his mouth.

This guy is pretty good.

The only odd thing is that after he “dies,” he talks about such strange things.

First, burning paper, then making connections with the dead.

In the end, he becomes fixated on enjoying the feast, and when he can’t get to one, he plans to hold another just to eat.

Could Wealth Spirit’s strange behavior be an outward expression of his sadness?

After all, Wealth Spirit has a strong dedication to work. With the God of Wealth gone, his financial means have been cut off, and he must be feeling a bit shattered.

“Everyone has different personalities, and what we need to do is…”

Just as the Star God was saying this, his voice suddenly paused.

The next moment, he looked around and said, “God of Martial Arts, get ready; the God of Freedom is coming.”

Su Wen replied, “Is it also to worship the God of Wealth?”

“Yes.”

“It seems the God of Wealth is quite well-liked.”

“Who doesn’t love the God of Wealth?”

The Star God chuckled, “But the God of Freedom is different from the God of Magic; you’ve got to watch out for her.”

“If you’re ready, I’ll summon her over.”

Su Wen gave a slight nod, “Alright.”

Being a close friend of the Star God and one of the powerful fate bearers with the character "God" from the human camp, it’s only natural for the God of Freedom to come from Merina to honor the God of Wealth.

After all, the fall of the God of Wealth is a profound loss for humanity!

“Buzz!”

A star array materialized ahead, and out stepped the elegant God of Freedom.

“Dear Star, my deepest sympathies!”

“Come here, let me give you a comforting hug.”

Her first task upon arrival was to envelop the Star God in her warm embrace.

“If you’re here to honor the God of Wealth, you’re welcome.”

The Star God gestured with his right hand, and a beam of stellar energy descended, pinning the God of Freedom in place.

“But if you’ve got other plans, you might as well leave!”

“This is a time of mourning; I’m not in the mood for anything else!”

The God of Freedom sighed, then stepped forward with her left foot, releasing an invisible pulse from her toes that shattered the Star God’s restraint.

“Dear Star, I’m here because I care about you and want to comfort you!”

“I don’t need your comfort!”

The Star God retorted coldly.

The God of Freedom looked sorrowful, “Very well. Where is the God of Wealth’s body? May I pay my respects?”

“Over there, in the hall.”

The Star God pointed towards the hall.

He knew the God of Freedom well; with her immense mental energy, she likely sensed everything around her the moment she arrived.

The hall, hosting the national funeral, was unmistakable; how could she miss it?

“Star, as your guest, won’t you accompany me?”

The God of Freedom extended her right hand, a delicate sunshade appearing as she spoke softly, “If you won’t join me, I’ll go alone.”

The Star God said, “Let’s go.”

In a flash of starlight, they vanished.

“The Star God is at king level nine transformations; the God of Freedom… probably isn’t far behind,”

Su Wen mused as he watched them disappear.

From their last mission with the Lai tribe, it was evident that the God of Freedom’s combat power was formidable.

Otherwise, why would the Star God insist on his company?

“God of Freedom truly can’t seem to get Star God out of her mind!”

Thinking this, Su Wen couldn’t help but chuckle.

What the God of Theater said last time was pretty amusing.

When the God of Freedom showed up earlier, her eyes were glued to Star God.

Once he changed his appearance, she didn’t even bat an eye.

Seems like the God of Martial Arts and the God of Wealth get treated differently.

If she doesn’t care about the God of Martial Arts, then she probably… doesn’t care much about the Fighting God either.

From that angle, I guess I’m in the same boat as the Fighting God now.

It makes sense, though. The Fighting God won’t really come into his own until twenty or thirty years from now.

Before that, his explosive combat power isn’t all that noticeable.

Su Wen shook his head slightly, brushing aside the jumble of thoughts in his mind, and turned his attention back to the chaos in the time and space interface.

【After three rounds of drinks, the Fighting God seemed to have a sudden flash of inspiration and remembered something.】

【With a wave of his right hand, a royal purple music box materialized in front of him.】

【According to the Fighting God, this was left behind by Star God, who said that when the time was right, the music box would start working on its own.】

【If it didn’t start, it meant the time wasn’t right yet.】

【Before the Fighting God could finish speaking, the purple music box seemed to sense something and began to tremble violently.】

【A moment later, a soft, enchanting melody filled the air, and somehow, even though you don’t know much about music, you could hear a touch of melancholy in it.】

【A projection of Star God appeared in everyone’s view, wearing a star mask and clad in a royal purple battle robe.】

【As soon as the projection appeared, it turned its gaze toward the Fighting God.】

“Fighting God, let me give you some advice. Fine wine is great, but don’t overdo it.

Especially now that you’re carrying the hopes of your homeland and its people, you can’t afford to be drunk all the time.

Sure, you can sober up instantly by channeling your inner power, but if some outsiders figure out how to exploit your drinking habits, it could lead to serious mistakes.

I know it’s not easy for you.

But since things have come to this, you need to step up and take on the responsibilities that come with it. Maybe now you finally understand the weight I used to carry?

So, how does it feel? Bearing the burden of your homeland, where every word and action has to be carefully thought out—does that sit well with you?

I can’t think of anyone else, but it seems like only you and Shadow God are left in China, right?

I saw this coming during my star divination, so I’ve already made peace with my own downfall.”

Hearing Star God’s words, the Fighting God stood up abruptly and asked where the source of this trace of consciousness came from, how long it would last, and why he hadn’t sensed it at all.

Star God looked at the Fighting God, shook his head slightly, and then let out a soft, wistful sigh.