Super God: There's a mischievous Xi in my head

"Cough...cough cough..."

Sun Wukong knelt on one knee, his left hand tightly gripping the less than half-length dark alloy staff, using this support to barely maintain his balance.

The wound on his right shoulder was still a bloody mess, and the Holy Spirit energy, like a leech, prevented any attempt at repair.

Half of his face was grotesquely disfigured, and his left eye had permanently lost its light; even more fatal was that his super-gene system was on the verge of collapse.

Even if he recovers from his injuries, his strength will be reduced to less than one-tenth, probably not even as good as an ordinary second-generation warrior.

He struggled to lift his head, managing a broken smile:

"Heh...cough cough...this move..."

Dark golden blood kept seeping from the corner of his mouth:

"I, Old Sun... consider this acceptance?"

Cang Yu nodded slightly, saying nothing more. The moment he turned around, the surrounding scenery shifted like flowing water.

Everyone had returned to the villa's living room, where he was comfortably seated on the main sofa.

Angel Yan and the other three immediately realized what was happening and followed suit.

A Zhui was a step too slow, and saw that the best spots to the left and right of Cang Yu had already been occupied by the angels You Yue and Qiang Wei.

Angel Yan's gaze instantly locked onto Rose, her eyes practically spitting fire.

But Rose seemed oblivious, remaining seated with an air of composure.

"What a spacetime gene... So it's used for this kind of thing!?" Yan sneered inwardly: "This challenge, I accept!"

Just moments ago, Yanben was about to reach the seat next to Cangyu, but Qiangwei used the wormhole to traverse and take the seat first.

Yan was like an incompetent husband at this moment.

Ducao, his two companions, and the monkey stared silently at the villa's gate.

"General..." Lianfeng called softly.

Lena pouted, "Damn, they just locked us out like that, goddess? How unwelcome are we?"

However, even though she said that, Lena knew in her heart that the other party was probably unhappy with Dukao.

I was probably implicated because I was with Dukao.

Dukao clenched his fists, his anger barely contained.

In all these years, since the Deno incident, when has he ever been humiliated like this!

(Some readers said I didn't distinguish between Dexing and Nuoxing. I remember the version I read said that it was Denuo at first, and it split into Dexing and Nuoxing after being ignited by the sun.)

(The answer I found on Baidu is also this, but there are quite a lot of people saying this, which makes me wonder if there's something wrong with the version I'm looking at.)

Seeing his reaction, Sun Wukong shook his head and said, "Let's go, Lao... Du, cough, they don't welcome us."

The excruciating pain from his severed arm made his voice tremble, yet he possessed an unprecedented clarity of mind.

Dukao's clenched fist finally loosened slowly.

He took a deep breath and carefully helped the seriously injured Sun Wukong into the car.

The black SUV drove away from the villa area into the night, heading towards the Super God Academy.

A heavy silence filled the carriage.

Looking through the rearview mirror, Dukao saw the listless Sun Wukong in the back seat and couldn't help but reconnect to Yuqin's communication: "Yuqin, try remote treatment one more time..."

"No need."

Sun Wukong calmly interrupted him, his only remaining right eye gazing at the passing lights outside the window.

The golden energy clinging to the wounds seemed to be silently telling the story of the insurmountable gap between the two sides.

"This injury...it's incurable." His voice was hoarse, yet unusually clear-headed. "That kid showed mercy...otherwise, my life would be..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone understood what he meant by leaving it unsaid.

Duca gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles turning white.

That's right, Cang Yu held back against Sun Wukong. As for the reason...

It wasn't because Cang Yu felt pity for Sun Wukong.

It's not because he's a saint.

Rather than simply killing the uncontrolled monkey, killing this Dukao, whose true form is unknown, is preferable.

Cang Yu wanted to gradually drive him to despair.

Stealing the rose and crippling Sun Wukong were just the beginning.

Afterwards, Cang Yu will let Dukao experience what true despair is.

As for why he was treated this way...

Cang Yuming said it was because of the other party's attitude towards his little milkshake in the 'drama'.

My own heart is dirty; I see everyone else as filthy, and I think they all want to invade the earth.

To put it bluntly, Earth is being given to Keisha for free; whether she even wants it is another matter entirely.

Meanwhile, at the entrance of a residential community in Juxia City.

Qi Lin, who had just said goodbye to her parents, was opening the car door, preparing to return to Tianhe City to find Cang Yu.

Suddenly, a piercing scream shattered the evening's tranquility:

"ah--!"

My name is Su Xiaoli.

I received a lot of tips during my live stream today, so I treated myself to a barbecue tonight.

As I walked home humming a song, I had already noticed the sneaky figure behind me.

To be honest, I'm not flustered at all.

Because I have a secret—

As long as the other person looks me in the eye, I can make them obey. This ability has allowed me to escape danger countless nights.

The instant I turned the corner, I whirled around, my eyes gleaming with a pink light: "You…"

The words were stuck in my throat.

What stood before me was not human! Its curved horns gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

His shoulders were covered with ferocious bull-head-shaped armor, his dark red skin resembled solidified magma, and he held a giant hammer that emitted black energy in his hand.

"ah--!"

A scream escaped her lips uncontrollably.

My charm failed me for the first time when I met those eyes burning with hellfire!

The figure slowly approached me, and at that moment my heart couldn't help but pound wildly.

That's it. We're probably doomed this time.

Just as I closed my eyes, preparing to face death—

"stop!"

A clear female voice suddenly rang out at the alley entrance, followed by a crisp gunshot.

"boom!"

The demon bull Oxer let out a deep, painful roar, its massive body staggering back two steps.

I opened my eyes abruptly, seized the fleeting opportunity, and scrambled toward the source of the sound.

A strikingly beautiful woman stood there, gun at the ready. She quickly pulled me behind her, shouting, "Get out of the way!"

The newcomer was Qi Lin, who had rushed over upon hearing the commotion. The weapon she held was not a police service weapon.

She naturally wouldn't carry standard-issue weapons after get off work.

Instead, it was a streamlined silver energy gun.

This gun was a gift from the angel Youyue.

Qi Lin had initially tried her best to refuse, but You Yue's words, "Just in case, you don't want your crush to worry, right?" finally made her accept the offer.