An invincible journey starting from a different race

"Youdi! Elegant!"

"Oh, it's desecrated."

"What kind of blasphemy is that?"

Youdi: “…”

She suddenly felt that this was the goddess's revenge for what she had just done to Amat.

"Alright, alright, we all probably know what's going on, so let's not ask too many details... Well, there's nothing wrong with asking in detail." The elder treeman looked at Youdi, "I'll be straightforward. When you say desecrated... is it a finger, a sword, or some other object? You can feel it, right?"

Yudi was slightly stunned.

This question is asked by someone who is quite experienced.

But Youdi was still a little confused and asked, "Does it matter what it's used for?"

"Of course it's related, and it's a big deal." The elder tree man said slowly, "The most straightforward point is, if it was a finger, then it could have been the goddess herself... ahem. After all, the goddess is so compassionate to the common people, so it's understandable that she would do something to share the joy of the people."

God is happy with the people...

Amat's beard was shaking wildly. He wanted to complain about something, but he also knew that if he complained at this time, his life would be over.

After listening to the old tree man's explanation, Youdi was speechless: "How should I know what that feels like."

"You must know," the old tree man said seriously, "This matter is very important. It's not a joke. Only by mastering this information can we know which direction to take next."

Indeed, if the goddess is just enjoying herself... ahem, having fun with the people, then there is no need to worry so much. At most, you just need to worry about the goddess's health.

But if that wasn't a finger, but a sword...

Then they will have to worry about whether a male god will appear in the future.

Yudi also knew the importance of this information, so she calmed down and thought about it.

What was the feeling at that moment?

But before she could come up with a plan, one of the elders seemed to have remembered something and spoke up, "Come to think of it, our hero is probably quite inexperienced in this area, right? Even if she did recall that feeling, she wouldn't know what caused it."

The old tree man turned to look at the elder and asked, "It's just a sword and a finger, isn't it? There's a big difference."

"No, no, no, Lord Cang Ming, you haven't paid attention to the Dream Demon Shop in a long time... ahem, of course I haven't paid much attention to it either, I just heard about it." The elder said, "But I know that the Dream Demon Shop has developed very fancy now. The weapons that can cause direct attacks on the body are not just swords and fingers, but also various tools. And our heroes probably don't know much about this aspect."

"That's a problem," the old tree man asked. "Do you have any solution?"

"some."

The elder picked up a box from under his feet and opened it on the table, allowing the elders to see the dazzling array of instruments in the box.

Yudi's eyes widened, and she suddenly had a bad feeling.

"These are all the instruments available on the market," the elder suggested. "I think we can let the brave man experience them all and then make a judgment!"

Youdi: “???????”

He is carved on the Dream Demon Tower

Yudi stared at the elder who made this suggestion with wide eyes, stood up suddenly, and slapped the conference table in front of him: "What the hell are you talking about, old man!"

Then he slapped the marble conference table until it was full of cracks, as if it would collapse in the next second.

Facing this highly respected church leader, the demigod Yudi showed no fear at all. She didn't need to give much respect to anyone except the archbishop and the old tree man, even though she wanted to draw her sword and show this old man, who was making such irresponsible suggestions, what a brave man was.

But this old B Deng... oh no, this elder was clearly not afraid either. He said righteously, "Why are you so excited? I just made a suggestion. And it's not something I made casually. I only made it because I think it's a very valuable suggestion."

The bishop looked at the elder's dazzling array of equipment and couldn't help but complain, "Isn't your equipment too comprehensive?"

"There's nothing we can do, Archbishop. The world is changing rapidly," the elder explained. "Since the advent of peace, various races have been constantly intersecting and integrating. Things that would have never appeared in the war years have emerged one after another in the past hundred years. This is exactly what our church wants to see. So, it's only natural that I pay more attention to this aspect."

Hmm...that makes sense.

At least there is no reason to refute it.

"Furthermore, since we want to know exactly how the goddess was desecrated, we naturally need to conduct in-depth research!" The elder glanced at Yudi and said, "If, like now, we become angry and repulsed by just looking at this desecrated object, then how can we empathize with the goddess? How can we dedicate ourselves to her? How can we give our all for her?!"

The elder became more and more excited as he spoke, and even his tone became righteous. He was no longer satisfied with just talking, and in order to compete with Youdi's momentum, he stood up and slapped the table in front of him.

Unfortunately, he forgot that what was in front of him was not a table, but a row of utensils he had just laid out, so he slapped the "Two-Headed Dragon - Wolf Fang Special Edition". The pain made his whole face twisted, but it also invisibly increased his momentum again.

"Don't forget Article 288 of the Holy Covenant: The bravest warrior must have the courage to look directly into the abyss, enter it, and conquer it! But our Brave Lord, our proudest and most proud Brave Lord, can't even muster the courage to look directly into the abyss! And yet he still cries that he will give everything for the Goddess!"

Hearing the elder's accusations against her, Youdi was so angry that her teeth ached: "Who said I dare not gaze into the abyss?!"

"Oh, then gaze!" The elder lifted the box of instruments again and unfolded it for Youdi to see. "Gaze at it carefully! And not just gaze, but enter and conquer! Only by following this process can you better dedicate yourself to the goddess!"

Youdi was so angry that she was shaking all over. She was already thinking about whether she should just give this guy a sword and put an end to it all.

However, what made Youdi feel even more desperate was that the other elders seemed to think so too.

"Indeed, if we ourselves reject and fear blasphemy, how can we understand the power of blaspheming the Goddess?" The elder treeman turned to look at Youdi and said, "Youdi, you are half-human, half-god, the only one among us who can resonate with the Goddess, so we really need your dedication... Also, these instruments don't seem to be torture instruments, so they shouldn't be that difficult to accept, right?"

Youdi: “…”

Indeed, compared with those real torture instruments, such as the iron maiden and the tiger bench, these things cannot be considered torture instruments at all. At most, they can only be toys. Otherwise, how can they be called blasphemous objects?

But Youdi would rather use the iron maiden and sit on the tiger bench than touch these things.

Especially that mace-equipped two-headed dragon. How exactly is that thing supposed to be used? It's so scary just from looking at it from a distance!

However, Youdi knew that she had no reason to refuse.

At this time, when the goddess is in trouble, and the church is not only facing life and death, but at least facing the biggest trouble since its establishment, any personal thoughts should be put aside, and we should just give our all for the goddess.

In fact, Youdi is not particularly opposed to this box of equipment. If it can really save the goddess, then she has no problem taking it back and using it now.

But Youdi is very resistant to being forced to do these things, like now.

This is also the reason why Yuti and Amat have always been reluctant to return to the church headquarters. The church headquarters is not as harmonious as imagined, especially after the goddess fell into a long sleep and no longer directly participated in the management of the church, the once solid church slowly began to have cracks, and now, the cracks are getting bigger and bigger.

Although it is not to the extent of splitting the church, everyone has their own ideas and little tricks in mind, especially when it comes to Youdi, the most powerful individual under the church, there are even more evil thoughts.

"I understand," Youdi said. "The next time the Goddess and I resonate will be a month from now. Within this month, I will experience all of the things Elder Qinma has entrusted to me, one by one."

Youdi took Elder Qinma's tool box and then glared at Qinma fiercely.

Qinma just smiled, not seeming threatened by Youdi.

Then, as Youdi sat down with the box, Qinma spoke again slowly: "If this were all that was needed, it would be great. But unfortunately, I don't think this is enough."

Yuti and Amat's eyes narrowed immediately.

The Archbishop and the Treeman Elder also turned to look at him: "Not enough? What does that mean?"

"As I said before, after a century of development, the Dream Demon Inn is no longer as simple as the original two people sharing a bed." Elder Qinma spread his hands and said, "The ways to desecrate it are countless. My box alone is not enough. In fact, you, my hero, don't think that if you take away the box, you can experience all the postures inside, right?"

Youdi's brows furrowed tightly. "What do you mean?"

"Combining any two instruments will create a completely different feeling." Elder Qinma laughed cheerfully, "And in that box alone, there are nearly thirty small instruments. They can be combined into hundreds of positions, giving you hundreds of sensations. Can you really experience them all? Can you really find the exact same blasphemy that the goddess feels?"

Elder Qinma paused, and before Youdi could open her mouth to refute, he leaned forward slightly and spoke in a low voice.

"Also, Brave Lord, have you ever truly experienced that? Do you truly know what it feels like to be wounded by a sword? If you don't have that, how can you possibly empathize with the Goddess?"

Youdi already wanted to punch this bitch in the face and let him know what the best punch in the world was.

But before she could make a move, the elder of the tree people suddenly spoke up, "You're right, Qinma. It seems our understanding of this area is indeed not as profound as yours. If it is true, as you say, that the current methods of blasphemy have evolved to that level, then our experience is really too far behind. Especially Youdi, it seems that she was still inexperienced before becoming a hero."

Youdi suddenly turned her head to look at the treeman elder, and a strong sense of unease suddenly surged in her heart.

"In that case, I have a suggestion," the treeman elder said slowly. "You know the most about this, so why don't you teach Yudi, step by step?"

There was a "clang" sound.

The brave sword was unsheathed, splitting the marble table in front of him into two. The blast of air created by the sword almost knocked the elders on both sides off their horses.

"Have you finally revealed your true intentions?" Youdi said coldly, "As expected, you two bastards have already made a plan, right? You've already set your sights on this half-god, half-human body of mine..."

"Youdi!" the Archbishop said, "Don't speak to Lord Cang Ming like that!"

Facing Youdi's angry and aggrieved eyes, the archbishop felt helpless.

So careless.

I originally thought that after so many years, Cang Ming had no idea about the position of Archbishop, but I didn't expect him to do this at this time, and even join forces with Qinma.

The reason why the Archbishop is the Archbishop is because only the Archbishop can give direct orders to Uti, who is a half-human, half-god.

And now, these two guys are eyeing Yudi's body, wanting to have their own "hero"?

Although these guys have revealed their true intentions, the archbishop has no evidence. After all, the two of them are standing on the side of justice.

"What's wrong, Bishop? Don't you want to help the goddess solve her problems?" Cang Ming said calmly, "Things you're not good at should be handed over to those who are. So, I don't think there's any problem with handing Youdi over to Qinma, unless you can find someone more suitable to guide Youdi than Qinma."

Where can I find someone more suitable to guide Youdi than Qinma?

The archbishop's brow furrowed tightly.

But at this moment, Amat seemed to have thought of something, his expression became strange, and then he walked to Youdi and whispered a few words in Youdi's ear.

Yudi's eyes widened instantly, and she stared at Amat in a daze, while Amat gave her an expression that said "this should be better."

Is this the only way?

Youdi gritted her teeth and turned to look at Cangming and Qinma. "Elder Qinma isn't particularly knowledgeable about this, is he? Coincidentally, I know someone who's more adept at this kind of thing. I'd like to ask him for advice."

"Someone who's better at this? Oh, my dear hero, I'm afraid no one is better than me in this area." Qinma smiled and shook his head, then took out one certificate after another from his pocket. "Unfortunately, I'm the author of 'The History of the Development of Dream Demons', 'On Dream Demons and Instruments', and 'A Century of Changes in Brothels'. I've provided career guidance to countless dream demons and am even an honorary member of the greatest dream demon shop in the world - the Dream Demon Tower!"

Obviously, Qinma had made sufficient preparations for today.

He looked at Youdi with a smile: "What's the resume of your friend?"

"There's a statue of him on the Dream Demon Tower."

Qinma's smile gradually froze.

400 Do you know what my teacher used to do?

"When I saw that statue, I knew you had grown, to a level even I couldn't reach," Kent sighed. "But so what? Seeing my well-behaved disciple achieve such success, I felt as sweet as if I had eaten shit...pfft, honey. How's that saying? You..."

Kent seemed to be trying to come up with some compliments, but unfortunately, after trying for a long time, he couldn't come up with any words. He could only scratch his head and said, "Anyway, that's what I mean. I hope you understand."

With a "bang", a hand slammed hard on the table.

Of course this is not Aesop's hand, but Bruce's.

Bruce looked coldly at Kent, his former "enemy": "How dare you come back, you bastard?"

"Why am I afraid to come back?" Kent said, folding his arms. "I came to find my good disciple."

"You bastard! Have you forgotten what you did to me?"

"Hmm? So have you forgotten what you did to me?"

"Is what I did to you any worse than what you did to me?"

"I should be the one saying this. What I did to you, is what you did to me excessive?"

"How come what I did to you wasn't as excessive as what you did to me?"

"Then I will do you..."

Seeing that the two were about to start talking endlessly, Stank interrupted them: "If you have something to say, can you please say it nicely... Forget it, you should just stop talking. Let Aesop speak. Aesop, what do you think?"

So everyone's eyes fell on Aesop, after all, Aesop was the center of this farce.

Without Aesop's nod, Bruce and Kent didn't dare to fight even if they wanted to.

Aesop tilted his head and thought for a moment, then asked Kent, "Are you here to take me back?"

"No, no, no." Kent shook his finger and said, "I have already drawn a clear line between me and the old man."

“Draw a clear line?”

"Yes." Kent nodded, and then said, "Aesop, you don't know. I have always supported your leaving the academy. After all, everyone knows how outstanding you are. Being locked up in the academy will only make you stagnate and become complacent. It's different when you're outside. Some birds are destined not to be caged. Look at you, you've only been away from the academy for more than a year, and you're already..."

Kent looked up at the statue on the Dream Tower in the distance.

"You've already achieved so much! Given time, surpassing the old man won't be a piece of cake. The old man's wave should have been washed to the beach by you, and he should have been bursting with gold coins long ago."

Seeing Kent's pursuit of Aesop, Bruce was very disdainful: "You are just talking about it now. If you really agree that Aesop is out there, why did you organize a group to capture Aesop before?"

"You are slandering me. This group is not mine. At best, I am just a leader, and a deputy leader at that." Kent said righteously, "But even so, I have been silently helping Aesop."

"Why are you helping Aesop?"