Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 327 Practice Makes Perfect (3.4K)

"Fatball, you son of a bitch!"

Waves rippled across the illusory yet real sea surface, and Ron, walking on the water, relaxed his brows and listened attentively to the defeated howls of "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun".

"Practice makes perfect!"

However, before she could utter any harsh sarcasm, the "Primordial Creator" spoke first, delivering a blunt truth that chilled the old celestial being to the bone.

Frankly speaking, in the world of satire, the destructive power of the truth often needs no further explanation.

These four short words seemed to contain care and advice for a "good friend," and coupled with that earnest tone, they successfully broke through the "Lord of Mysteries'" thick-skinned face.

"You know nothing! If you're so capable, why don't you do it yourself?!"

The Celestial Venerable used seemingly strong but actually weak rhetoric to desperately maintain his dignity.

If He hadn't trapped Himself, or broken the seal in time, then He probably still wouldn't have been able to defeat Him.

However, it won't be in such a sorry state; there's still a chance of escaping!

Even now, "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" has realized that He had already fallen into the trap the moment He saw Ron holding the "Fool's" uniqueness.

Knowing His own authority, He knew that “foolishness” would become more and more serious over time, causing those affected to make many mistakes and even overlook some obvious loopholes and key points.

This is a fatal blow to a pillar like Him who relies on his brain for a living. If He remains "foolish" for too long, He will have power but will not know how to use it.

After all, the Celestial Venerable wouldn't be shouting "Let there be light" while charging forward with lightning and thunder, and he wouldn't be thick-skinned and have an incredibly long health bar.

Yes, I'm talking about some omniscient and omnipotent being!

"屮!"

"Damn it!!!"

"You've been plotting against me from the very beginning!!!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he felt he had lost out. Finally, he couldn't hold back anymore and started swearing.

And it's even in Chinese, Traditional Chinese!

Otherwise, why has Russell's secret symbol remained undeciphered to this day? It's because each Chinese character has profound meaning, and when combined, they can express a wealth of inner emotions.

These four simple words perfectly encapsulate the old celestial being's anger and humiliation at being banned after only three days of playing around.

"Heh, don't blame me for your own stupidity. You walked into this mess yourself; I didn't guide you."

Ron's pale lips twisted into a crooked smile, but he felt incredibly pleased. Watching the dead monster bring trouble upon itself and manipulate it at will was one of the few things that brought him joy.

"That's right, Mysterious, you looked just like a stupid donkey!"

Q: How did the Lord of Mysteries die?

"Answer: He died from his own stupidity!!!"

"Hahaha, that's hilarious! I never thought your stupidity could affect you. I'm going to imprint this knowledge onto the fundamental rules of the world!"

o(*≧▽≦)ツ┏━┓

The solemn and grand voice made Ron's head spin, and the hidden mockery within it was undisguised; anyone could hear it.

Of course, if any "person" could hear this "old" joke, he probably wouldn't need to laugh anymore, because the moment he heard the sound, his mental body, etheric body, and spiritual body would completely collapse, turning into a disgusting monster containing pollution.

"Shut up!"

The "Primordial Creator" has quietly gone astray, and His mockery is humorous yet carries unspeakable metaphors, infuriating the God of Heaven, who is still unable to find any reason to refute Him.

"Fatball! We've fallen for that narcissist's trick!"

Suddenly, He let out a strange cry, which made Ron's heart skip a beat, and his heart, which was condensed with the characteristics of a miracle worker, suddenly stopped.

"Your 'errand girl' was kicked out of the narcissist's kingdom of the 'True Creator' a day ago. She's probably secretly doing some unspeakable crafts!"

A craft? What kind of craft? Origami or masturbation?

The silver-haired woman was suddenly stunned, and some strange and unusual knowledge involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

"What kind of craftsmanship? You bastard, explain yourself clearly!"

The cold voice pressed on urgently, and Ron frowned, seemingly puzzled.

After this reminder, she realized that the "Lord of Mysteries" had unknowingly become the most important person in her life—well, it was Him.

Because Ron's wariness of the old ghost seemed to be too strong, to the point that no matter what he did, the first thing he thought of was Him.

Whether it's mockery, constantly kicking his butt in his mind, or pressing down on his coffin lid, Old Ghost is always the first to be targeted by these special attacks.

Admittedly, a large part of this is due to his personal conduct, but something still feels off.

Ron hates the "Lord of Mysteries," but he also hates the "Primal Creator." There's no reason for him to always target the Dead Mystery alone, and sometimes he even teams up with the Narcissist to mock him.

"Ha, mysterious. What are you trying to say?"

"You don't need to change the subject; your pathetic excuses only reveal your stupid, clownish nature!"

"I admit that from the very beginning I used my authority in the realm of the mind to downplay my own existence, but that has absolutely nothing to do with you!"

The booming voice seemed to contain a hint of urgency and a hint of concealment.

However, Ron didn't believe a single word of the old God's nonsense.

While there might be clues to a dead ghost's lies, once this one lies, even the rules of the "Child of Chaos" cannot be used to determine the truth.

"Heh, not only that, you must have been secretly influencing me to make it easier for me and the Deathly Ghost to clash."

"Furthermore, what you're displaying is likely just a mask of your divine nature; in the beginning, no one knew your true thoughts!"

The woman, with her silver hair flowing down her back and a beautiful face and a delicate jawline, frowned as she sensed the undercurrents of emotion emanating from her.

"That's right! Narcissist, it's all your fault! You've ruined my reputation!"

The Old Celestial Venerable followed closely behind, placing a huge black pot on the back of the "Primordial Creator".

"Shut up, Mysterious One. You've always been like that, why do I need to ruin your reputation?!"

"I won't listen, I won't listen, it's all your fault, you old Bi Dengqian!!!"

The Celestial Venerable was quite disdainful, but being adept at adjusting his mindset, he quickly recovered from his defeat and, amidst the escalating argument, suddenly sensed something was amiss.

How did we end up arguing again without us even realizing it?!

There's a sixth brother!

The tentacles of "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" swayed wildly, then suddenly made a loud suggestion:

"Fatball! Narcissists keep influencing us. Quickly bring out the uniqueness of 'The Fool' and let Him taste our power!!!"

Now that I've been dragged into this, you're not getting away with it either!

As it turns out, the "Lord of Mysteries" is a truly good person. Look at this act of "sharing weal and woe"—it's the strongest bond between good brothers, even moving the "Primordial Creator" to tears and causing him to shout incoherently.

"No! Sothos, don't bring that thing over!"

……

A vast expanse of white, a mysterious realm ravaged by various energies.

The slender fingers on the fair palm pressed repeatedly in the void, seemingly following a special rhythm, causing the space filled with immense pressure and intense radiation to suddenly reverse.

The "genie," ravaged by the supernova and nearly destroyed, returned to its old, brass-colored "nest."

He remained silent for a long time, unsure whether this situation was good or bad.

Although I've had a lot of bad luck, life still goes on. If I'm being treated like a magical object, then so be it.

"Haha, we're amazing! We actually took down that fraudster!"

The "genie" laughed heartily to make himself seem less useless, thus avoiding being discovered by his collaborators. In battle, having him or not made no difference.

Ron, who was currently rewinding his own time because of his torn clothes, rolled his eyes dismissively.

She felt that the "wishing lamp" she had obtained by making a promise was utterly useless.

Ron can handle small situations by himself, and he can handle big situations by himself as well.

Then what's the point of having Him?!

Therefore, the wishing lamp only has one last function left...

"Can you enter the Chaos Sea?"

The mature, silver-haired woman arrogantly raised her head and asked about what she cared about most.

She hadn't forgotten her plan to capture the Outer Gods, get them to join forces, and go to the Chaos Sea to seize power for herself.

"The Chaos Sea? What are you going to do!?"

"It's possible, but in my current state, if I dared to go in, I'd be turned into seawater within minutes and die on the spot!"

Faced with the real problems, the "genie" still told the truth from the bottom of his heart, without exaggeration.

"Ugh, trash!"

A flicker of disappointment flashed in his bloodshot eyes, and Ron didn't hold back his sarcasm.

With the "wishing lamp" hanging from her waist, the silver-haired woman raised her hand and beckoned, causing countless points of light to converge.

These points of light attracted each other and merged continuously, eventually transforming into the extraordinary characteristics of the "Mysterious Servant" in Ron's hands!

It contains all the traits of the "Diviner" from Sequence Nine to Sequence One, as well as several traits of the "Thief". Its value is so great that it could make Mr. Fool work like a slave for countless years!

"That penniless wretch always seems to be trying to pay off his debts, but the debt you owe me might be one you can never repay in this lifetime."

Thinking about this, Ron chuckled inwardly, finding the detective's method and efficiency in repaying his debts quite amusing.

In the spirit world, the figure of the "Time and Space Dominator" suddenly appeared.

"Resolved?"

The moment she appeared, a gentle, calming voice came from the hidden place.

"No, He escaped!"

While his mind was churning with wicked thoughts, Ron immediately responded in a disappointed tone.

"How is that possible!?"

Amanisis's eyes widened, her mouth slightly open, revealing a nervous expression for the first time. Her extremely beautiful face startled the small fry.

It's not that Miss Wolf is making a mountain out of a molehill; it's because she and the "Lord of Mysteries" have a blood feud, and the other party has even threatened to kill her first.

"Tch~ Hahaha, just kidding, you actually believed me?"

"Look, it has become an extraordinary characteristic!"

Seeing this shrewd goddess act so foolishly, Ron couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth and let out a loud laugh.

"va te faire mettre!"

After a moment of stunned silence, the "Goddess of the Night" blushed instantly. She immediately revealed her true nature and began speaking her native language, even secretly giving the silver-haired lady the middle finger.

Of course, this gesture was also "invented" by Emperor Roselle!

"Come on, Amanises, I understand what you're saying and what I'm seeing!"

Seeing this, Ron scoffed dismissively; the sight of this noble goddess making a fool of herself pleased him greatly.

"Consider this the price I pay for protecting you!"

She flashed away, not caring whether Amanisis agreed or not, and directly took the illusory mask with no facial features and the symbol of "Fool" engraved on it from a hidden place.

Then the silver figure flashed again, like a malfunctioning holographic projection, and Ron returned to the interior of the Forsaken Land, back to that dark, desolate world.

This seal, which most living beings, even demigods, cannot penetrate, was easier for her than pushing open the bathroom door!

(End of this chapter)