At the same time, at the edge of the endless forest.
Kevin, Xue Li, and Fisher were galloping at full speed toward Jotunheim.
“This mission went pretty well,” Kevin said with a relaxed smile.
“We should be able to get a good score.”
“That’s for sure,” Xue Li replied.
“Lord Odinson has always been strict with rewards and punishments. We’re bound to get a good share this time.”
“But honestly,” Fisher suddenly laughed, “that girl died way too easily, didn’t she? Wasn’t she supposed to be important enough for Odinson to personally issue a pursuit order…”
Before he could finish, his expression suddenly tensed.
“Wait.”
A streak of golden light flashed across the sky, and a Divine Communication Talisman landed in front of them.
The three stopped in unison, exchanging glances.
‘What’s this? Another mission?’
Kevin reached out and caught the golden light, which transformed into a talisman and then scattered, revealing lines of text.
The moment they read the contents, the smiles on their faces froze.
“This… this can’t be.”
“Su Fu is supposed to be dead! How could she show up again?”
“We even made sure to finish her off three times…” Xue Li’s voice trembled.
“No one could survive that—absolutely no one…”
“What do we do?”
None of them could believe Su Fu was still alive, but what about these coordinates?
“Maybe whoever reported this is just making things up?”
Kevin took a deep breath, already turning around.
“We’ll know when we see for ourselves. Let’s go—to the Amaterasu Pantheon.”
The three of them quickly changed direction.
Fisher grumbled, “Why is it always the territory of those lunatics from the Amaterasu Pantheon…”
That place was infamous for its xenophobia and arrogance, always talking about “cleansing the house.”
The trio’s figures quickly disappeared.
On a high branch, a Mountain Sparrow tilted its head, watching them leave.
Following the coordinates at full speed, the three soon caught sight of a familiar figure.
“It really is Su Fu.” Fisher’s scalp tingled.
“How is this possible…”
How could anyone survive being blown to bits?
“What kind of Divine Skill does she have? Resurrection?”
The scene was so bizarre that, for the first time, he felt every hair on his body stand on end.
Xue Li stared at Su Fu in disbelief.
“Is… is it really her? Is she human or ghost?”
Even Kevin hesitated for a moment.
Could they really have killed the wrong person?
Maybe…
Just then, Su Fu turned around, wearing an inexplicable smile, her gaze fixed straight on them.
They watched as she extended her hand and provocatively said, “Come.”
Xue Li & Fisher: “!!!”
‘Oh god, save us.’
What a disaster.
Their souls were about to be scared out of their bodies.
But Kevin only sneered coldly, “Quit pretending to be some ghost.”
A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes.
“So what if you are a ghost? If we killed you once, we can kill you a second time.”
“Go!!!”
At his command, the three instantly formed up, their teamwork honed to muscle memory, unshaken by any emotional turmoil.
Xue Li’s Siren’s Song: Bind took control, Fisher’s Infernal Flames suppressed from a distance, and Kevin’s Thunder Power went straight for the kill.
This time, they were even fiercer than before.
After all, the thing before them could very well be a ghost—they threw everything they had at it!
Before long, “Su Fu” fell into a pool of blood.
Even as the body collapsed, the three didn’t stop.
Finish it off, finish it off, and finish it off again.
“Just in case.” Kevin pulled out a Fire Talisman and set the corpse ablaze.
The three stood before the blazing fire, watching the body turn to ash, not even a bone left.
“Now… she has to be dead for real, right?” Xue Li muttered, though her voice still held uncertainty.
There was nothing left—blood, tissue, everything had been burned clean.
Nothing remained that could allow her to come back to life.
This time, she should really be dead, right?
Fisher frowned, “What kind of Divine Skill is that? Resurrection? This is just ridiculous.”
“Don’t let your guard down,” Kevin said in a low voice.
“Her ability is too strange. Honestly, the first time we killed her felt too easy. When I heard she was still alive, I actually felt like, ‘Of course.'”
The three silently watched the fire die down.
But now, there shouldn’t be any medium left for her to revive, right?
This time, she had to be dead for good.
At that moment, an angry shout came from the distance.
“Who dares trespass into the Amaterasu Divine Realm?”
The three spun around to see a squad of Amaterasu Priests marching over in force.
The leader held a blazing sun in his hand, scorching Divine Power swirling around him, face full of fury.
He scanned the three and ordered, “Seize them! Don’t let a single one escape!”
Their expressions changed drastically.
Kevin’s face paled as he shouted, “Wait, this is a misunderstanding!”
“We were just here to hunt down Su Fu! We never intended to attack the Amaterasu Pantheon!”
Are these people out of their minds?
Even if they wanted to attack, Lord Odinson would never just send the three of them.
The priest sneered, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
“You think we’re three-year-olds?”
“Who doesn’t know Su Fu died by your hands ages ago? And now you’re trying to use such a shoddy lie?”
His gaze was sharp, “Besides, where’s your evidence? Who else is here besides you three ‘spies’?”
The three: “!!!”
He had a point.
Where was the evidence?
Crap.
They’d just burned all the “evidence” to ashes.
How were they supposed to prove they’d come to hunt a “dead” person now?
They exchanged glances, instantly understanding each other.
“Run!”
They weren’t stupid enough to fight a whole squad of Amaterasu Priests head-on—especially not on their home turf.
A gentleman’s revenge is never too late.
Once Lord Odinson controlled the map, he’d make these arrogant guys pay and raze this place to the ground.
However, their retreat only confirmed the priests’ suspicions.
“Spies, just as expected!”
The priest roared, “We can’t let them take information back—everyone, attack! Don’t let a single one escape!”
In an instant, dozens of golden streaks tore through the sky, the Sun Divine Power of the Amaterasu Pantheon dyeing the entire sky gold.
The three fought as they retreated, cursing Su Fu’s ancestors eighteen generations back in their hearts.
Damn it, even in death she was screwing them over.
***
Inside the Supreme Divine Palace, several Ministry of Education Grandmasters watched the surveillance feed expressionlessly.
They were numb.
On the left, the Southern Star Group was locked in a chaotic battle with the Amaterasu Pantheon’s examinees—thunder and sun clashed, Infernal Flames filled the sky, and the black night was lit up like day.
They were truly fighting to the death, not holding back a single move.
But what really numbed the Grandmasters wasn’t the ferocity of the battle.
It was the scene on the right.
Under the Peach Grove of Qingqiu, three people lounged around a stone table, at ease, watching the drama unfold through the eyes of the Mountain Sparrow.
“The Amaterasu Pantheon is pretty weak, huh?” Pi Chu Xi pointed out.
“Why are there so few people? Where’s the main force?”
Fang Bo Han propped his chin, clicking his tongue in amazement and said, “But those three from the Southern Polar Star System are pretty tough. After all that, they’re still holding on, even after taking so many hits and still running.”
Su Fu smiled and said, “No wonder they’re top-ranked examinees on the Heavenly List. Impressive.”
The Ministers who heard this: “……”
‘Who’s impressive, exactly?’
Xuanyuan Po’s temple twitched, “So, Su Fu turned herself into a quest objective?”
An Muyu pondered, “As long as she broadcasts her coordinates, someone will always come to hunt her down, just like an NPC posting quests in a game… Is this even allowed?”
Xia Linyuan Grandmaster sipped his tea, face impassive.
“The key is, every pursuit creates new chaos.”
“It’s a cycle—endless and unceasing.”
“She’s turned the bounty on herself into a fuse for chaos.”
He paused.
“Shen Yan…”
Shen Yan’s mechanical voice sounded: “No bugs, no backdoors. And… about unethical, it’s not against the rules. Thank you for your cooperation.”
Everyone: “……”
Good grief, how practiced are you at this?
From the vantage point of the gods, the Ministers watched, finding the whole thing utterly absurd.
The three worked so hard to “kill,” “finish off,” and “burn the body,” but all they were doing was putting on a show.
They even felt smug for completing their task, only to have Su Fu throw them into a pit they couldn’t climb out of.
An Muyu’s expression turned grave.
“Su Fu’s Divine Skill… It’s definitely overpowered.”
“Transformation plus Illusion Technique—if she wants, who could tell her apart from anyone else?”
Xia Linyuan’s tone was unusually serious.
“The point is, she can not only create her own Substitute Puppets, but also… impersonate anyone.”
The crucial thing is, it’s almost impossible to tell real from fake.
She can even simulate an aura perfectly after seeing it once.
On the screen, the battle was winding down.
The Southern Star Group, under the Amaterasu Pantheon’s onslaught, managed to escape, but had to split up.
“Wait… They split up?”
Xuanyuan Po suddenly had a bold idea, muttering, “If Su Fu blends in with the fleeing crowd, impersonating one of the escaping examinees…”
The Ministers exchanged looks, realizing the worst possibility.
How is anyone supposed to play against this?
No wonder Su Fu didn’t kill those three herself—she’d been planning this all along.
Just then, they saw Su Fu move on the screen.
Petals danced in the Peach Grove, the night wind stirring her hair and swirling blossoms through the air.
Distant mountain ranges loomed in the moonlight, like crouching beasts.
She stood, brushing petals from her shoulder, her voice calm.
“Next, we’re heading into the dragon’s lair.”
“Are you sure you want to come?”
“Boss, cut the chatter. We’ll follow you anywhere!”
“Good.”
Su Fu gazed into the distance, as if already seeing that land of eternal snow and ice—the giant’s realm.
Jotunheim, the Norse map, Odinson’s stronghold.
It was only polite—she ought to prepare a nice gift for that old schemer!
The Shen Yan feed to the Supreme Divine Palace had a knack for choosing angles—
She stood deep in the peach forest, endless mountains behind her.
Moonlight favored her, silver and cold.
The evening wind swept by, peach blossoms lingering.
There was an air of austere solitude.
The Ministers watching were left speechless for a long time.
Fallen petals silent, a blizzard approaches.
The Chinese Pantheon…
Only one person left.
But that one person was enough to stir up a storm.
***
After traversing the land of endless night, Su Fu finally arrived at the legendary Giant King’s Court.
The bone-chilling wind whipped past her face, blizzards obscured her vision, and the cold here was even more biting than she’d imagined—enough to freeze the soul.
“This place is freezing.”
Better light a fire—
“[Six Ding Divine Fire]!” Her Divine Skill activated instantly, golden-red divine flames swirling around the three, forming a warm barrier.
Pi Chu Xi rubbed his hands and said, “Thanks, boss. That’s much better—nothing beats fire.”
“How do they even live here?” Fang Bo Han wondered.
“It’s completely uninhabitable. Way too cold.”
In the firelight, Su Fu finally saw the legendary Giant King’s Court in the distance.
A massive castle complex built entirely of ice and stone.
Towering walls soared into the clouds, gates like pillars holding up the sky.
Amid the blizzard, the court looked like a giant beast lying in wait.
Su Fu looked up and marveled, “This architecture… is something else.”
It looked fierce just from the outside.
Just then, a raven in the storm brought Su Fu another perspective.
From Odinson.
The reason she’d risked coming to the Giant King’s Court was because she discovered that Odinson had actually left for once.
He was out—perfect chance to “visit” his home.
At that moment, in the blizzard, Odinson stood at the foot of a Snow Mountain, scrutinizing something with a grave look.
Su Fu gazed at the rolling mountains and suddenly had a bold idea.
That area was treacherous, the snow was deep…
If she could trigger an avalanche…
“Ahem, just collecting a little interest. That’s not too much to ask, right?!”
This guy caused her trouble right from the start, and now he was in just the right spot—if she didn’t seize the chance to mess with him, it’d be such a waste.
Pi Chu Xi and Fang Bo Han, of course, had no objections.
They dutifully acted as transportation.
A few teleports later, the trio reached the opposite slope of the Snow Mountain.
Su Fu itched to use Gonggong’s Divine Skill [Mountain Collapse], but that would be far too conspicuous.
Bringing down a whole mountain was obviously the work of a Divine Skill—she’d be telling everyone she was here.
She needed something subtler—a classic sneaky move.
In the wind and snow, she narrowed her eyes, studying the mountain.
The Snow Mountain stood silent in the storm, bearing the weight of eternal ice.
“All things have spirits… Then this ancient mountain must have developed some sentience, right?”
She reached out, pressing her palm against the icy slope.
“Let’s try [Creation Power].”
Immediately, Divine Power began to seep into the mountain.
Unlike imbuing a human with spirit, this mountain already held a vague consciousness.
Unlike the tangled emotions and thoughts of humans, its awareness was pure and primitive.
That made it even easier for Su Fu to imbue it—there was little resistance.
Maybe it already had a basic spirit, and she was just helping it awaken faster.
Soon, she sensed a hazy consciousness resonating with her.
It was simple, almost dull, but surprisingly affectionate toward her.
Su Fu thought, Of course—she was, in a way, its mother.
The howling wind suddenly gentled, brushing her face, snowflakes drifting softly onto her hair.
It was expressing its joy and fondness.
Su Fu chuckled softly, stroking the mountain wall.
No one would expect a seemingly lifeless mountain to suddenly gain consciousness.
So—
“Good child,” Su Fu whispered, “let’s have… an avalanche.”
On this frozen land, avalanches were nothing unusual.
At first, there was only a faint tremor, barely audible.
Then, the crisp crackle of breaking ice, followed by more and more shattering sounds.
Snow on the peak began to loosen, sliding down.
“Boom—!”
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