“Facing Ye Yu’s question, Hong Zhencheng bristled with righteous indignation.
“Supreme One, if I could avenge my comrades of the Infinite Hall Divine Alliance—even if it meant my body being shattered into dust—I wouldn’t so much as frown.
“But you ask me to take Bai Shuang’s place and become these goddesses’ consort.
“Isn’t that a bit too reckless? After all, she’s a succubus!”
Hong Zhencheng’s misgivings struck Ye Yu as utterly unnecessary.
Indeed, a succubus’s allure over the divine clan was formidable.
By comparison, Hong Zhencheng—a Blood Demon—seemed to have no racial advantage.
Yet his looks were more than decent: thick brows, bright eyes, the very picture of a sun-shining young man!
And, most importantly, what core competitiveness did that whining Bai Shuang truly possess?
Ye Yu declared he would give Hong Zhencheng a full “tough guy makeover.”
He would show the goddesses of the Divine Realm what true masculinity meant.
“A different path, a different style,” Ye Yu said. “Surely they wouldn’t mind a change of flavor!”
After Ye Yu’s relentless persuasion, Hong Zhencheng finally agreed to give it a try.
Still, he lacked confidence—he had been single his entire life, never once taken a consort!
To put it bluntly, he hadn’t even held hands!
At Hong Zhencheng’s confession, Ye Yu’s expression was priceless.
“I’ve met innocents before,” Ye Yu said, “but never someone who’s been innocent for over twenty thousand years! You’re remarkable!”
Hong Zhencheng’s face flushed. “Supreme One, please don’t tease me. Why don’t you teach me how to become a consort?”
That question stumped Ye Yu.
After all these dreamscapes, Ye Yu still wasn’t skilled at confessing.
Usually, others confessed to him, not the other way around!
So guiding someone to become another’s consort was genuinely tricky.
Of course, he couldn’t reveal that to Hong Zhencheng—otherwise the poor fellow would surely panic.
Intent on ensuring Hong Zhencheng could smoothly inherit the consort circle, Ye Yu masked his thoughts and feigned nonchalance.
“Oh, it’s simple! All you need is a mouth. Find a goddess and say, ‘Will you be my consort?’ If she says yes, that’s it!”
Hong Zhencheng looked incredulous. “Supreme One, it’s really that easy?”
“It really is. You think it’s hard?”
“I’m not so sure... Could you demonstrate for me?”
“Damn!” Ye Yu swore. “Where in this wasteland should I practice on you?”
“Um, isn’t our Divine Alliance leader healing nearby? Go find her...”
Before Hong Zhencheng could finish, Ye Yu delivered a swift kick to his backside.
“Damn! You’re really giving me a workout!”
Hong Zhencheng pursed his lips, too shy to speak, but his dodging eyes betrayed his nervousness.
Clearly, with this lack of confidence, he could never replace Bai Shuang as consort master.
Ye Yu sighed. Hiding Bai Shuang’s death was impossible. If they couldn’t digest that consort circle quickly, hundreds of goddesses would hunt them down—and that spelled disaster.
Especially Shenmu Rong Bihuai—she was extremely dangerous and had to be eliminated at the cradle.
Thus, Hong Zhencheng had to assume the consort circle swiftly and competently.
Grabbing Hong Zhencheng close, Ye Yu spoke earnestly.
“Come, I’ll show you. Imagine Xie Buyu standing right here. No setup—just speak your mind: ‘Will you be my consort?’”
“All right!”
A resolute “All right!” followed.
Ye Yu assumed it was Hong Zhencheng’s voice and instinctively aimed a headshot.
“Damn it! What’s wrong with you? Using someone else’s tone?”
Hong Zhencheng clutched his head, tears brimming in his eyes. “Supreme One, I didn’t say anything!”
“Huh?”
Ye Yu glanced back and saw Xie Buyu standing behind him, expression calm yet shadowed with something unusual.
“Heh, actually, just now...”
Before Ye Yu could finish the awkward explanation, Xie Buyu raised a hand to interrupt. With a subtle look, he signaled Hong Zhencheng.
Hong Zhencheng nodded frantically and bolted away, leaving them alone.
Truly, Hong Zhencheng was quick to understand social cues when it mattered.
After he left, Xie Buyu stepped forward and said seriously, “You don’t need to ask again. I will be your consort. I know you like me.”
At those words, Ye Yu stood there utterly bewildered.
