I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

Before learning about this theory, Xue Jing only regarded "Reverse Scale" as a kind of demonic disintegration technique that mobilized adrenaline, causing great damage to the enemy but also harming himself by eight hundred, so he did not pay much attention to it.

But things change once you know this theory.

He now values ​​the Reverse Scale even more than the 'Finishing Touch,' second only to that ultimate technique.

"Just like how I can unleash sword energy that shouldn't exist when using the Heavenly Blade Intent, a significant portion of the combat power boost from the Reverse Scale should come from mental interference. Apart from the consumption of mental energy, there shouldn't be any other costs..."

With thoughts racing through his mind, Xue Jing unknowingly walked out of the school gate.

"It's not just the ability to manipulate emotions, but also the ability to control one's body has improved a lot... It's really a great skill."

Control over body shape, facial expressions, and so on, also fall within the scope of acting skills.

"There is also the cultivation of the Hidden Dragon Technique. With this skill, the progress of cultivating dragon energy will be accelerated considerably."

Xue Jing walked out of the school gate, pushed up his glasses, and was about to hail a taxi on the street.

At that moment, a figure suddenly walked up to him and blocked his way.

"Ok?"

Xue Jing looked up.

It was a person wearing a black cloak and hood, with the upper half of their face covered in shadow, only the lower half of their face visible.

However, judging from the figure and the curves of the lower half of the face, it is clearly a woman.

Xue Jing had been lost in thought, and only now did he notice that the area near the school gate was eerily quiet.

He looked around and saw no one else besides himself and the person in front of him; even the gatekeeper was nowhere to be seen.

Xue Jing narrowed his eyes slightly and stopped in his tracks without saying a word.

In the silence, the woman wearing a cloak and hood spoke.

"Sir, do you have any religious beliefs?"

Missionaries?

Xue Jing thought for a moment and then said, "I am a materialist."

The woman smiled and said, "Materialists can also have beliefs."

"My belief is materialism—isn't that an acceptable explanation?"

As Xue Jing spoke, the color of his pupils gradually changed, quietly turning into a soft silver-white, like moonlight.

"Of course you can. The boundaries of the word 'faith' are not that narrow, but the faith I want to tell you about is a spiritual object of sustenance, an affirmation of the path you have chosen."

The woman seemed oblivious to everything, and continued speaking softly:

"There are many paths in this world, but the vast majority of them are wrong. Therefore, we need a reference point to identify the right path."

"Those who have already walked the correct path are the best reference point."

Moonlight seemed to linger in Xue Jing's silvery-white pupils, held back, as he said calmly, "What exactly do you want to say?"

The woman smiled and said, "All men and women in the world are like flowers. Everyone is unique. The world is full of unique flowers, and countless unique individuals make up this world of vibrant colors."

"And the one who commands all this vibrant beauty is a great being..."

"He is the reference point for walking the right path, the loving mother who nurtures countless beauties, and the fragrance that never fades."

“Sir, you have the gift of following Him and embarking on the right path together.”

The woman opened her arms, raised her head slightly, revealing half of her colorful eye.

"Come, join our Flower Goddess Society, embrace the Queen of a Thousand Reds and Myriad Beauty, and draw warmth from the Mother of Love."

……

Chapter 130: A Sudden Change in Art Style, a Magical Battle, the Descent of the Tree World, and Susanoo (4K)

"..."

Xue Jing's pupils were adorned with silvery moonlight as he looked at the woman in black robes before him and asked in a flat tone:

"The Flower Goddess Society...is it a heretical cult? Are you a recipient of the Gift?"

The woman in black robes asked in surprise, "Oh? You know about the recipient?"

"It seems you know more about this world than I thought..."

"That makes things easier."

She smiled and said gently, "Now that you know something about it, you should understand how rare it is to be blessed by God."

"The bestowal ceremony is ready, and the wood spirits and flower spirits are waiting for their new host."

"Then come with me, and let us go into the embrace of our loving mother and smell her eternal fragrance."

The woman spoke words with strong religious undertones, but her tone was not fanatical at all; it was gentle and peaceful, as if she were chatting casually.

Xue Jing stared at her for a while, then casually said:

"Your ceremony of receiving the blessing has a low success rate, doesn't it?"

The woman in black nodded. "Walking the right path always comes at a price."

She paused, then continued, "However, you don't need to worry."

"The Lord of a Thousand Reds and Myriad Colors is the source of all flowers and plants in the world, and the symbol of beauty. The more beautiful a thing is, the more it will be loved by Him."

She looked at Xue Jing's face. "If it were you, the bestowal ceremony would have almost no chance of failure."

Xue Jing smiled and said, "That sounds pretty good."

"Gods... no matter what kind of god it is, if they can be associated with this concept, they must be extraordinary beings. To be blessed by such beings must bring me many benefits that I cannot even imagine."

“The path of martial arts training is so arduous. Ten or twenty years of training can't compare to a single surgery. In fact, given the pace of technological advancement, it might be completely obsolete in a few decades. Compared to that, becoming a recipient of a gift should be an easier and more correct choice.”

The woman in the black robe nodded and hummed in agreement as she listened to his words.

"So--"

She had barely opened her mouth when Xue Jing interrupted her:

"But, I refuse."

The woman in the black robe was taken aback.

She asked curiously, "Don't you understand everything? Why are you refusing?"

Xue Jing rubbed his chin and said:

"I'm a rebellious person by nature. I don't like to do what others want, and my favorite thing to do is to go against others..."

woman:"……"

Xue Jing waved his hand: "You have nothing else to say? Then that's it, I'm leaving."

After saying that, he walked around the woman in front of him, stood behind her, and prepared to leave.

But he stopped after taking only a few steps.

“Ka-ka-ka-ka-ka”

The cement ground slowly cracked open, and a thick, emerald-green tree root, like a tentacle, stubbornly emerged from the crack, blocking his path and waving erratically in the air.

Xue Jing didn't turn around, but simply said, "Oh? What do you mean?"

"Hmm..." The woman turned to look at him. "My orders are to take you back, so... although it seems unlikely, could you please just come back with me like this?"

Xue Jing's mind raced.

'You recruited me into your church, wasn't it a spur-of-the-moment decision, but rather premeditated...?'

What is the reason? Apart from the Dragon Cult and Lion Saint Cult that Ning Fengwan is involved with, he should not have had any contact with other alien cults.

Without saying another word, Xue Jing turned around without hesitation, a spiral indentation appearing on his right arm, and unleashed a whirlwind attack at the woman in black robes.

"boom!"

A thunderous roar erupted as a spiraling white wave of air swirled around the fist and slammed heavily into the thick tree root.

Unbeknownst to them, countless gaps had appeared in the surrounding ground, from which countless tentacle-like roots emerged and swung wildly.

What blocked Xue Jing's fist was a hard root that was spirally intertwined. Xue Jing's fist struck it, blasting a large hole in it as if drilled by an electric drill, but it did not penetrate it, and thus did not harm the black-robed woman opposite him.

Taking advantage of this moment, a green root, as thick as two people could hug, wriggled to the feet of the woman in black robes, lifting her high, dozens of meters off the ground.

At the same time, countless thick roots began to extend and emerge from the surrounding area. Xue Jing looked around and saw that within a radius of tens of meters, the area had become densely packed, like a jungle, in less than a few seconds.

Each root is tens of meters long, waving in the air like countless giant snakes, blocking out the afternoon sun. Only through the gaps in the swaying roots can faint, dappled light shine through.

"The commotion is far too great... What if it were a descent into the Tree Realm?" Xue Jing clicked his tongue.

Supported by roots, the woman in black robes stood in the air, looking down at Xue Jing, and smiled softly:

"So? Are you willing to come back with me now?"

She spreads her arms, and countless thick roots surround her, blocking out the sky and the sun, like a god who rules the forest.

"Such superhuman strength is a gift from that loving mother, and no ordinary person can resist it. Do not try in vain."

"Come back with me obediently."

The woman in black robes looked at Xue Jing as if she were a god looking down at a mortal.

Xue Jing did not answer, but instead asked:

"There's been no one around since just now, why?"

The woman, confident of victory, patiently answered:

"It's pollen... It's pollen produced by an alien plant. Spreading this pollen will make people who smell it 'not want to get close'."

Xue Jing nodded. "I see."

After saying that, he exerted all his strength, stomped his foot, cracking the ground, and shot towards the black-robed woman in the air like an arrow released from a bow.

With his explosive power, Xue Jing's speed was extremely fast, covering a distance of several dozen meters in just an instant.

The woman in black robes, seeing his actions, simply shook her head: "In vain."

Countless roots intertwined and stretched rapidly, blocking Xue Jing's path.