God of Pets

Chapter 748 You're Unworthy

Xiao Qinghua closed her eyes tightly, lowered her head in fear, and waited for the holy sword to strike her.

But after waiting for a while, the expected pain did not come. Xiao Qinghua slowly lowered her head and carefully opened her eyes to look. She saw a hand wrap around her neck, with a long middle and index finger flashing with white sword light, standing upright and pinching the burning holy sword, preventing it from falling even a fraction.

“Guan… Brother…” Xiao Qinghua turned her head in surprise and saw Chen Guan, who was radiating pure white sword light and looked like a sword immortal descending to earth, looking down at her.

"Little Qinghua, I'm sorry you had to suffer. Go and rest for a while, and I'll get revenge for you." Chen Guan looked at Luo Yuanfei with a chilling gaze.

"Okay." Xiao Qinghua quickly got up and moved behind Chen Guan, just like when they were children.

When they were little, Chen Guan often tricked her, but whenever someone bullied her, Chen Guan would always stand firmly in front of her.

No matter how many people the other side had, Chen Guan remained the same.

Of course, most of the time, when there were many people on the other side, Chen Guan would just grab her and run.

But when they were finally caught up, Chen Guan would always protect her, taking the worst beating himself.

So no matter how Chen Guan tricked her, Xiao Qinghua never cared, because she knew that if anyone really tried to bully her, Chen Guan would definitely stand up to protect her.

"The Buddha is still here, but the demonic thoughts remain. How could you regain your true self?" Luo Yuanfei felt the pure Yang sword light and the holy sword constantly intertwining. The power of the holy sword could not withstand the pure white sword light, and the demonic flames on the sword were constantly being shattered.

This wasn't what truly surprised him. What truly surprised him was that, even though the mountain-like blue smoke and Buddha shell were still there, proving that Chen Guan's inner demons hadn't been eliminated, how could he regain his clarity?
This was a phenomenon that Luo Yuanfei had never seen before. Even if he used his own Heart Flame, he could not regain his clarity until the things formed by the demonic thoughts dissipated.

Xiao Qinghua and Jiang Qiemo, after all, were not the main recipients of my inner flames, and they were quite different from Chen Guan.

"Whether it's Buddha, demon, god, or immortal, they are all good. As long as they can do as I wish, then I will be their most devout believer." Chen Guan calmly looked directly at Luo Yuanfei: "But if they can't bring me any benefit, what use are they to me? I don't keep idle gods here... much less gods that cause me trouble... if they don't do as I please... whether they are gods, immortals, demons, or Buddhas... they all have to get out of here..." Chen Guan pointed his finger, and the mountain-like Buddha shell formed by the demonic thoughts shattered in an instant into a sky full of green smoke, rising and dissipating into the void.

Luo Yuanfei stared blankly at Chen Guan, his lips twitching uncontrollably, the twitching becoming more and more violent, until finally he couldn't help but burst into maniacal laughter.

"You're absolutely right, so absolutely right. Anyone who doesn't do what I want, god, immortal, demon, or Buddha, has to get lost. So this is what I've been waiting for... You're really great... It's a pity... You appeared too late... Otherwise, maybe we could have become friends..."

“Absolutely not. When you tried to kill my friend, you shouldn’t have stood in front of me, because you are not worthy.” Chen Guan said, and the Pure Yang Sword Immortal completely erupted.

Countless sword beams shot out, destroying not only the demonic flames on the holy sword, but also shattering the holy sword itself.

As the holy sword shattered, the other Luo Yuanfeis suddenly turned into black mist and disappeared.

The violent sword light struck Luo Yuanfei, sending his body soaring into the sky. Countless sword beams pierced through his body, leaving him covered in sword light, making him look like a glowing hedgehog.

"You're not worthy?" Only these three words echoed in Luo Yuanfei's mind.

He could have used the Scarecrow Substitute Technique to escape, but upon hearing those three words, his body stiffened as if in a state of stress, unable to move, as countless sword beams pierced through him, sending him soaring into the sky. Those three words were the deepest taboo buried in his heart.

"In the end, the little cobbler and the princess lived happily ever after." The beautiful mother closed the book, turned around and kissed the boy who had fallen asleep while listening to the story, covered him with a blanket, and got up to go out.

"Mommy, Daddy is a cobbler, so will I be a little cobbler when I grow up? And can I marry a princess?" The boy opened his eyes, his little hands clutching the blanket, covering half his face, and looked at his mother with his big eyes as he asked.

"Of course, son, you will marry a princess someday too." The mother turned around, walked back, sat on the edge of the bed, kissed the boy's forehead again, stroked his cheek, and said gently.

"Really? Are all those fairy tales you told me true? Are there really Cinderellas, Snow Whites, and glass slippers?" the boy asked excitedly.

“Of course,” Mom said with a smile.

"When I grow up, can I not be a cobbler? I want to be a prince, is that okay?" the boy asked innocently, his eyes full of expectation, as if if his mother promised him he would be a prince when he grew up, then he would definitely become a prince.

"You are already my little prince, and you will always be a prince," the mother said, gazing tenderly into the boy's eyes.

Bang!
His mother's head exploded in front of him, spraying white and red stuff all over his face, and the entire bed and wall were splattered red.

"No, you won't be a prince, because...you...don't...worthy..." The mother's headless body fell down, revealing an evil man's face.

He may be handsome, but at this moment, in the boy's eyes, he is undoubtedly the most evil and ugliest person in the world.

That evil, ugly face loomed close to the boy, who was frozen in terror and unable to move, almost touching his face. This left the boy's mind blank and completely unable to move.

"Remember, you are not a prince. A cobbler's child can only be a cobbler, and no princess will marry a cobbler, because princesses will only marry princes, and princes will only be the sons of kings."

There is no Cinderella in this world, and Cinderella will never become a princess.

"The magic of the glass slipper didn't transform Cinderella into a beautiful princess; rather, it imprisoned her freedom and soul, turning her into a plaything that only used her beauty to please men. It robbed Cinderella of the courage to resist, causing her to become addicted to self-deceptive fantasies, ultimately leading to her complete downfall..."

"..."

The boy sat there blankly, like a wooden statue, listening to every word the evil and ugly man said.

“So…you can never be a prince…you don’t deserve it…remember that?” The man turned his face away from the boy, straightened up, and looked down at the boy like a god who controlled fate, saying, “Remember this face…remember everything about me…this is what a prince should look like…understand?”

As the man spoke, he winked at the still-dumb boy, then retreated through the large hole in the wall, mounted his horse, and left as if nothing had happened.

(End of this chapter)