Arad's unruly savior

"There's always a way, and besides, it might not be the right path," Ye Lin said, a smile on his face, clearly unaffected by the situation.

The powerful Creator Beings are now single-mindedly focused on integrating the second path, seemingly convinced that this is the only way for them to continue to advance, as there is no other way to allow their ultimate life form to undergo further transformation.

But if it turns out that's not the case, then it's a huge joke.

Starting from the Divine Realm, burying oneself in arduous cultivation and enduring the passage of time becomes largely ineffective. One might not even gain significant benefits from merely sitting and observing the rise and fall of a civilization. At this powerful level, one needs a tremendous opportunity to match it.

Ye Lin summarized and explained to them that the ancient creators were in this very special state. Standing at the very top, they were families of nine people, the ultimate form of life. The accumulation of time was just a layer of dust on the ground. Compared to them, whose laws could fill the universe, the dust of time, no matter how thick, was insignificant.

Then, through mysterious speculation, they vaguely saw a certain future and found a possibility that was faint but not nonexistent. They unanimously believed that there was a higher realm above the Creator, but now the path was blocked and they lacked the key knowledge, so they could only look up at the void and sigh.

Mo Mei felt this feeling was very familiar, and soon it dawned on her that this was exactly the state her boss was in when he was figuring out how to advance to the Creator rank. She said thoughtfully:
"So, the method they figured out for climbing to higher places was to create a ladder to heaven that might not even exist by merging the power of the second path of rank?"

Before the boss, the ancient creators were all born that way. Whether mortals could advance was unknown knowledge and unknown territory. Apart from Celia, the other creators did not provide any help. At that time, it was already a blessing that they did not block the way.

“Yes, that’s right.” Ye Lin nodded slightly and continued:
"From my perspective, merging with the second path is theoretically the most likely way to advance to a higher level, giving even the Creation Rank a chance to improve."

“Besides, I can hardly imagine anything else that would help the Creator Person.”

Even if one cannot reach a higher level, the existence of two paths can still significantly enhance combat power, which is naturally extremely attractive to those at the Creation Rank who have no longer benefited from arduous cultivation, making them willing to exert all their efforts for it.

The path has two steps. The first step is how to integrate the path of position. Only after completing this step can we consider the second step: how to glimpse the door to a higher level.

Today, all the ancient creator beings are taking the first step, each with their own understanding and methods.

Azathoth believed that the zeroth path, chaos, might help Him merge with the path of rules, and that disorder and rules are opposites, offering an opportunity to find an absolute balance.

The Lord of the End believes that the more Creator Beings are born, the more chaotic the environment of the three universes will be, and the more opportunities He will have to merge the Path of Illusion.

A great will discovered the hidden power of destiny. As a mortal ascended to the status of creator, destiny must have absorbed mysterious power in the process, which could truly change His destiny and trigger changes known as miracles.

Not long ago, the power and concept of destiny were directly destroyed and then reassembled by Ye Lin, and the mystery that He needed also dissipated.

"There's always a way out." Ye Lin put away the power of destiny that the young lady didn't want, and also blocked the endless prayers, some devout, some greedy, and never satisfied.

The gate to the secret world opened, and everyone returned to the continent of Arad.

"Hmm? Naya Li is looking for me, saying there's something important. I'll go see what's going on." Ye Lin hadn't even warmed his seat on the sofa, nor had he had time to rest his head on their laps, when he heard the invincible beauty's call in his mind, enthusiastically inviting him to discuss important matters and to plunder the extraterrestrial gods.

Xiaoyu, who was peeling nuts for herself, raised her eyebrows slightly and then said with a smile:
"Whether it's squeezing the gods dry or scraping your very marrow, it's hard to say."

Naya, with her braided hair, hasn't been back for a long time. The little succubus has been staying in her hometown. She's addicted to meat and can't get any, so she's incredibly hungry and craving it. Who knows how much she's been suppressing her desires?

Ye Lin will surely lose a few pounds on his journey.

Xia Te pinched Xiao Yu's slender waist, gesturing for her to come with her, and then said to Ye Lin, "Ask Naya Li again when she's going home."

The little succubus Naya has always been the lively one in the family. She likes to use Ye Lin's money to buy new dresses and panties. She hasn't been back for quite a while, and everyone misses her.

After Ye Lin left for the outer universe, Xia Te asked, "Xiao Yu, do you have time? Would you like to come home with me?"

"Vitaren? Sure, but why take me back?" Xiaoyu responded first, brushing off the nut crumbs that had accidentally fallen onto her shrine maiden skirt, then tilted her head slightly in confusion.

And frankly speaking, is there any trouble on the Arad Continent that a goddess like the young lady can't solve? It's impossible, isn't it?

“It’s definitely a problem that can’t be solved by force,” Hiat then explained.

Every year, Xiaoyu holds a rain-praying ceremony in Su Nan, Xu Zu. The rain that falls contains a trace of the power of the divine dragon, which can eliminate disasters and misfortunes invisibly, making people feel refreshed and energetic, and can also alleviate difficult diseases.

Then the lineage of priestesses is small, currently consisting of the first priestess, Tama, the new little priestess Suan Ling, and a priestess from another region, Benali.

Today, Xiaoyu is very famous in the Arad Continent, and is worshipped and respected. The efficacy of the Witch's Rain Prayer is known far and wide, and her popularity even surpasses that of Emperor Nian Momei.

After all, Mo Mei protects the Void Ancestor, and the blessings and teachings of the Nian Emperor mainly cover cultivators of the Nian Qi lineage, which is significantly different from the attributes of the common people like the witch Xiao Yu.

The mere fact that the rain-praying ritual can alleviate symptoms and revitalize the body is enough to make it attractive.

"So my countess, and several of her friends, have always longed to meet you and have praised you to the skies." Hiat said in a teasing tone, not to Xiaoyu, but to her mother.

Unlike other aristocratic families, her family did not have a strict, rigid, and dignified family tradition. The count and his wife were both quite open-minded, and even had some of the liveliness and energy of young people. They got along very well, so Hiat usually chatted casually with her mother, and it was common for them to tease each other.

Hiat added:
"You don't need to talk to them much. You can wear a light veil and a conical hat on your head to maintain an air of mystery, and then just pass by and let it rain a little."

"Let me think..." Xiaoyu tapped her fair chin with her slender, white fingers, pondered for a moment, and then smiled mischievously:

"Sure, but I have one condition."

She leaned close to Sia's ear and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"Next time you're making sugarcane, let me participate."

Xiaoyu herself is always versatile, but others are not, so her regular partner is Fengying most of the time.

With a blank expression, Hiat immediately turned around and said, "I'll go find Ling, or Benali will do too. She's a priestess too, and she'll be wearing a veil anyway."

"Hey, hey, wait a minute, we can talk this over." Xiaoyu hurriedly chased after her. ...

Extraterrestrial universe.

The dampness and darkness brought by the Outer Gods permeated the borderlands, with strange murmurs, half-rotten flesh, countless eyes, and murky, polluted light... They were casting their burning, yearning gazes toward the primordial universe.

Boom!

The void, which is theoretically incapable of transmitting sound, now resounded with a rhythmic, muffled thunder, containing the supreme law of disorder that defied all common sense and shattered all rationality. In the depths of the universe, tangible ripples were visible to the naked eye, sweeping across every corner of the cosmos with this sound.

That was the heartbeat of Azathoth, a sign of His life force bursting forth and His will awakening.

An Outer God who once performed and danced in the Chaos Royal Court, whose divine body was composed of numerous twisted and unpredictable lines and symbols, suddenly stiffened and then exploded in the ripple, a horrific sight, with fragments of his soul scattered everywhere and symbols almost completely obliterated.

A fragment of the soul painstakingly reassembled its body, its form already dim and unrecognizable, and quickly fled towards the Chaos Royal Court.

The gods beyond the realm were filled with bitterness and despair. Their own Azathoth was about to fully awaken, and they were about to face annihilation, even before the primordial gods of the original universe.

Looking back, they were ambitious and brazenly invaded the original universe several times, intending to take a share of the spoils and seize resources and creation. Although they ultimately failed, they still caused quite a stir and added a lot of trouble for the primordial gods.

If we do it a few more times, we might be able to break through the defenses of the Primordial God.

They had coldly observed the primordial universe, which resembled a decaying old man with one foot in its coffin, watching from the sidelines, revealing their greedy mouths, waiting for the moment of collapse so they could fish in troubled waters, like vultures waiting to scavenger.

However, the original universe now possesses four creator positions, and its overall combat power has reached its peak, becoming incredibly terrifying. It overwhelms the outer universes and the final spacetime, causing the gods to fear and tremble.

Despite reports that the four primordial beings seem to be at odds, and that the underlying laws and order of the primordial universe appear to be in a chaotic state, potentially exploding at the slightest provocation.

But those are crises that are hard to predict when they will erupt. Compared to the Chaos Royal Court that is about to awaken, everything in the Origin Universe is a future event that can be delayed and waited for, allowing it to prolong its existence.

The awakening of the Chaos Royal Court is already a countdown that can be counted on one's fingers. Whenever they recall that most ancient prophecy and the words that reveal the truth, the gods can't help but feel their scalps tingle, their bodies tremble, and they are filled with fear, as if their souls are about to explode from the depths of their being.

When Ye Lin descended into the outer universe, he glanced around and saw an unbelievable scene: almost all the gods of the outer universe had fled from their lair. There were many unfamiliar faces, including some ultimate ancient beings who had never shown themselves before. In terms of seniority, they might be no less than the Three Pillar Gods. They usually just slept silently, but they had all come out and were completely awakened.

At the edge where the original universe and the outer universe meet, everywhere are the bodies of powerful beings at the divine realm and the domains of their laws. Like fish forced to surface on the shore due to lack of oxygen, countless filthy and distorted laws have stained the universe and starry sky with colorful hues, creating a strong, suffocating feeling of oppressive heat.

The gods from beyond the realm are all seeking refuge, fearing that the ancient prophecy will come true.

However, there is also a deity who is in a mad state, still wandering around the universe, shouting that the time of the final prophecy is coming soon, and that he is the harbinger... the Doomsday Star, Gherros, symbolizing the end of the world.

His power, due to its own characteristics, reached its peak at this time, no less than that of the Three Pillar Gods.

Upon sensing Ye Lin's arrival, Naya Li instantly tore through the void and appeared before him. She blinked her beautiful, clear eyes at him, her demeanor still somewhat playful. Instead of expressing her longing with words, she lunged into his arms like a rumbling locomotive, then used her thin, soft lips and sweet, nimble tongue to express her emotions... a long, lingering, suffocating, wet kiss that seemed to suck his very marrow out.

"Mmm~ Darling, your kissing skills have improved! How many girls have you kissed and enjoyed yourself with while I was away?"

In Naya Li's eyes, almost everyone in her family was a girl, and none of them were older than her.

Satisfied, Naya licked her lips and skillfully climbed onto his back, wrapping her slender, soft arms around his neck, transforming into a spoiled little sister, her face beaming with a bright smile:

"I never imagined that they would need your help one day."

"Oh dear, we are all poor relatives from the countryside who have come to rely on you."

The extraterrestrial gods truly had no other way out. The final spacetime was sealed off by the power of the Path of Illusion, making it difficult to invade.

The primordial universe is even more perilous; even a single creator would be overwhelmed by it.

Their own creators were about to go mad and lose their minds, unable to resist and had no choice but to run away first. So the gods really had no other choice but to become poor relatives in remote villages. Through Naiyali, the "village beauty" who had married into a wealthy family, they made connections and sought refuge in Yelin.

As long as there's a place to live, there's no need to feed them; they won't starve.

"Honey, what do you think?"

Ye Lin reached behind him with both hands, steadily supporting Naiyali who was hanging on his back, lifting her round, bouncy little bottom, and said:
"I'll listen to you. I have no connection with them. It's up to you what you think."

"Darling, you're so sweet. I'm so happy to rub against you." Naya rubbed her pretty little face against his and hugged him tighter.

She knew that some of the Outer Gods had conflicts with Ye Lin in the past, and that he had tried to covet his fortune when he ascended to power. The fact that he hadn't settled accounts with them was already a sign of his magnanimity.

So Ye Lin meant that he could shelter these poor relatives from the countryside, not because he was so kind-hearted, but because of Naiyali, and everything was thanks to Naiyali.

“However, there is still one problem.” Ye Lin frowned and looked into the distance. He could look directly at the Chaos Royal Court without being affected by the pollution.

"What's the current state of life-bearing planets in the outer universe?"

He had previously seen gods explode within Azathoth's heartbeat, their appearance tragic; would those inhabited planets also suffer the same fate?

"Well, for now, everything is still intact." Nyarli said that the power of Azathoth's awakening is like a frequency of sound; currently, only those in the divine realm can hear it, and only those in the divine realm are affected. Those below the level of transcendents are still unaware of it.

(End of this chapter)