[God of Speed: I want you to win over Zhu Zhuqing—keep her from ending up with that scumbag Dai Mubai!]
Yi Hong: "…"
Huh?!
That request…
Are you serious?
> "Can I ask… why?" Yi Hong probed cautiously.
"Isn't Dai Mubai your soul resonance partner right now? Shouldn't he be your default choice?"
[God of Speed: Family drama's best kept private, but since it's just us, I'll tell you.]
[God of Speed: After becoming a god, Dai Mubai started chasing after other goddesses. That was bad enough—then he let his own son be trained like a dog by Tang San, and even had the nerve to say 'it's for his own good'?!]
[God of Speed: He tampered with his child's fate, deprived him of fatherly love, and worked his mother to death—all to manipulate his life path. Even his girlfriend was arranged to be Tang San's daughter.]
[God of Speed: One's not a real man. The other's a manipulative coward!
They're both garbage!]
[God of Speed: Just thinking about it makes me furious. If you get the chance, beat the hell out of them!]
Ah… now it made sense.
That "descendant" had to be Huo Yuhao.
Yi Hong glanced at Dai Mubai's back.
> Didn't expect you, with your big eyebrows and square face, to turn into Tang San's lapdog after becoming a god…
[God of Speed: Soul resonance can be solved easily. I'll just gift you the Netherworld White Tiger as a God-Given Martial Soul.]
[God of Speed: I saw your inventory—you've already got three God-Given Martial Souls. Add mine, and your level will shoot past 40. You'll be strong enough to conquer the younger me.]
[God of Speed: I'll also give you access to my divine trial grounds. Use the divine test as bait—the younger me won't be able to resist. That way, you can conquer me in both body and heart.]
Yi Hong licked his lips.
So let me get this straight—
Future Zhu Zhuqing is personally funding and coaching me to seduce her past self.
What a concept.
> "Aren't you worried I'm just a playboy?" Yi Hong asked honestly.
"Let's be real—with a weapon like this livestream, monogamy's not looking likely."
[God of Speed: At least you've kept yourself clean. You're already better than Dai Mubai, who's always been surrounded by women!]
Yi Hong: "…"
Not sure if that was a compliment or a roast.
Either way—
That curvy little catgirl was impossible for any guy to resist.
> "Alright. I'm in."
[User "God of Speed" sent a gift: "God-Given Martial Soul · Netherworld White Tiger" ×1]
[...God-Given Soul Rings ×9]
[...Divine Trial Map ×1]
[...Divine Trial Token ×1]
[...Zhu Zhuqing's Preference Profile ×1]
[God of Speed: I believe in you. Go get her!]
[God of Speed: Don't rush it. First, challenge Dai Mubai during the entrance test—and beat him into the dirt!]
[User "God of Speed" sent a gift: "Low-Grade Divine Artifact · Spatial Ring" ×1]
[God of Speed: A little payment in advance.]
A cascade of flashy rewards lit up the screen.
Yi Hong couldn't hold back his grin.
A sugar mommy!
Even a goddess couldn't resist impulsive spending on a charismatic male streamer!
> "Could you not laugh so loudly?"
A voice full of resignation drifted over.
> "I didn't want to sound this creepy either… but my spirit incantation just is like this, okay?"
Yi Hong turned toward the sound.
There stood a sausage cart and a scruffy-looking guy—Oscar.
So the story had come to this point already, huh?
As a die-hard foodie who wasn't scared of stinky tofu or snake-blood jelly—
You think a weird chant's gonna scare me off?
Yi Hong grabbed a sausage, bit through the casing with a satisfying pop—delicious.
A warm sensation spread from his stomach. Soothing and energizing.
Yi Hong gave Oscar a thumbs-up.
> "That was amazing. From now on, I want one every day."
The crowd was stunned.
So bold?!
Only Oscar was moved to tears. He dove for Yi Hong's leg with a dramatic slide.
Yi Hong sidestepped nimbly.
> "We're both dudes. Don't be weird." Yi Hong grimaced.
> "Waaahh! Finally, someone who gets me!" Oscar choked up.
"Since you appreciate my work, I'll give you a deal—normally five copper soul coins per sausage, but for you, just thirty copper coins a month. All-you-can-eat!"
Yi Hong had no problem with that.
After all, this was their first meeting. Why should Oscar give them away for free?
(Two Destruction God Kings don't count.)
But—
Yi Hong pulled out his gold card and shrugged.
> "I don't have small change. Can you break this?"
Oscar: ↓
Σ(っ￥o￥)っ
No wonder he was Flender's adoptive son—his love for money ran deep.
But even Oscar grimaced.
> "If it were a single gold soul coin, maybe… but a gold card like this? No way."
> "Then I'll owe you for now."
Yi Hong pocketed the card again.
This wasn't freeloading—it was just Oscar's lack of capability.
Oscar looked like he was about to cry.
> The money's right there… and I still can't touch it.
Pain… actual pain!
> "Ew." Ning Rongrong wrinkled her nose. "You actually charge for that garbage? I wouldn't eat it even if it were free!"
Oscar's expression darkened as he looked at her.
She might be pretty, but such a toxic mouth made it hard to like her.
> "Now, now," Yi Hong cut in—
> "That sausage is clearly a soul skill—it heals wounds, restores soul power, and it tastes amazing."
> "All that, and your only complaint is a silly incantation?"
> "If a chef's not handsome, does that mean his food automatically sucks?"
Ning Rongrong was speechless.
She still had a "deal" to finish with Yi Hong and couldn't blow up just yet.
She stomped her foot and shot Oscar a deadly glare.
> "You're the worst!"
> "Hmph!"
She stormed off.
Oscar stared at Yi Hong in confusion.
> "What's her problem?"
> "I didn't even say anything to her!"
Yi Hong just shrugged. Who knew?
He casually grabbed another sausage and munched happily.
[God of Speed: Oscar and Rongrong are totally at odds now. They'll probably never end up together.]
[God of Speed: Or… was this your plan all along? You like Rongrong too, don't you?!
You're sabotaging her on purpose!]
Now Yi Hong was the one baffled.
> "She's the one with the attitude problem, okay?!"
"How is this my fault?"
"I just defended good food! Is that a crime?"
"You're slandering me here!"
[God of Speed: Alright, alright, I was being overly sensitive.]
[God of Speed: Anyway, even when they ascended to godhood, those two lived apart for nearly 3,000 years. Looks like they were never meant to be.]
[God of Speed: Tang San even dragged Rongrong into tormenting my descendant recently—some friend, huh? No loyalty at all!]
[God of Speed: If you get the chance, give Tang San a solid beatdown too!]
> "Big boss makes a request—of course I'll make it happen."
"Just sit back and enjoy the show."
Yi Hong clutched his stomach.
> "Gotta pee. Where's the bathroom?"
> "Oscar, show him," Dai Mubai said. "Yi Hong's exempt from the tests. He can come back later."
> "No problem, Boss Dai!" Oscar grinned. "Name's Oscar, fellow Shrek student. Just call me 'Senior.'"
> "Alright, Little O." Yi Hong smiled. "Now point me to the bathroom. I'm bursting here."
> "Heh!"
Oscar laughed and pointed at Yi Hong, unfazed by the nickname.
He led Yi Hong away from the group, toward a small thatched hut.
It wasn't just a rural-style dry toilet—there were even pigs underneath, looking up expectantly, ready for "food."
Tch.
Yi Hong opened his Livestream Inventory and tapped like crazy.
Time to cash in!