I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

"Woo~"

Ning Fengwan trembled slightly, bit her lower lip, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"!!"

The girl suddenly raised her head, revealing her graceful and slender neck, as beautiful as a swan.

Beneath the pool, a pair of hands were moving gently.

It doesn't touch anything too intimate; it just lightly brushes against things, like scratching an itch through a boot—virtually imperceptible...

More than ten minutes passed like this. Ning Fengwan's eyes were glazed over, her lips were slightly open, and she leaned back against Xue Jing.

Only occasionally would her body suddenly twitch, letting people know that she had not lost consciousness.

The girl gently turned her head to look at Xue Jing's profile, her long, narrow phoenix eyes filled with an unfathomable meaning.

At this moment, the ring on her cat tail emitted bursts of platinum-gold light.

Ning Fengwan could feel a strange power emanating from the tail ring and seeping into her body.

At the same time, Xue Jing's movements also paused.

[Divine matter detected; absorbing divinity...]

'Divinity!?'

Xue Jing looked surprised as he stared at the panel that suddenly popped up and the divinity that was increasing at a rate of one point every few seconds.

'It supposedly helps the cat and its tail ring blend together, and even has a magical suction effect?'

Xue Jing's expression was strange.

But upon closer reflection, it makes sense.

The cat's tail ring is a divine relic bestowed upon the goddess Bastet through a ritual of bestowal by the Lion Church, and it has a strong connection with Bastet.

Ning Fengwan is now deepening her fusion with the Cat Tail Ring by extracting the power belonging to the alien god Bastet from within the Cat Tail Ring.

Other gods are also gods, and they also possess divinity.

Xue Jing thought for a moment, then began to move his hands gradually.

Ning Fengwan suddenly stiffened, her back straightened, and her toes curled up and then relaxed repeatedly...

Her hands gripped Xue Jing's arms tightly, with such force that Xue Jing's bones almost cracked.

Xue Jing's voice held a hint of amusement as he whispered:

"Teacher Wan, are you done?"

Ning Fengwan curled up, burying her head in her thighs, her expression unreadable, but she muttered in a low voice:

"I do not know what you're talking about……"

Xue Jing smiled and didn't press further, instead asking, "How does it feel? Bastet's power."

Ning Fengwan closed her eyes and sensed it for a moment, then hesitated and said:

"I think... I've gotten a little stronger?"

Xue Jing glanced at the five finger marks on his arms and raised an eyebrow, saying:

"I feel it."

Given his current physical condition, even an ordinary person might not be able to leave any marks on his skin with a dull knife.

Ning Fengwan, however, merely made a forceful grab while in a daze.

This caused Xue Jing's arm to feel pain.

The power of the alien goddess Bastet is quite something.

"Was it simply an enhancement of your body?" Xue Jing thought for a moment and then asked.

"Feel it carefully, is there any other power?"

Ning Fengwan closed her eyes.

After a while, she suddenly stretched out her right hand.

"Chong-"

With a flick of his five fingers, five sharp, silvery-white claws emerged from his fingertips.

For some reason, when Xue Jing saw those five sharp claws, he felt a chill run down his spine and a sense of danger.

"What is this?" Xue Jing suppressed the feeling and asked in confusion.

Ning Fengwan opened her eyes and said somewhat uncertainly:

"I suddenly learned it, I think it's called..."

She considered it for a moment, "The name is in a language I've never heard before... In Chinese, it should be translated as 'Snake-Slaying Vanguard'?"

"Snake-Slaying Vanguard?" Xue Jing repeated.

Ning Fengwan nodded.

"I suddenly had some new knowledge in my mind, and it was related to 'Bastet'."

"The wild cat-like goddess of war, Bastet, has one of her titles: 'Serpent Slayer'..."

Ning Fengwan searched for the knowledge of the alien gods that appeared in her mind, trying her best to translate it into Chinese.

"He slew 'Apep, the Serpent of Chaos'... His claws were stained with the serpent's blood, thus gaining the ability to subdue 'anything related to serpents,' which he called 'Serpent Slayer Vanguard.'"

She turned her gaze to Xue Jing, a smile inexplicably appearing on her face.

"...Snakes are the origin of dragons, therefore, 'dragon species' are also within the range of the Serpent Slayer Vanguard's countermeasures."

The girl gently traced her claws across Xue Jing's chest, sending chills through the air.

Xue Jing discovered that the mere approach of the claw made the hairs on his skin stand on end, and the Golden Scales activated automatically, revealing dragon scale imprints.

"What do you think, Mr. Xue, the master of the Hidden Dragon tale, who wants to hide a real dragon within his body?"

Xue Jing raised an eyebrow and said, "I only practice a martial art called Hidden Dragon Style, not a real dragon, so how can it be countered?"

Ning Fengwan rubbed her chin and pondered, "The power of gods does seem to be so unreasonable."

“I have a vague feeling that you are the ‘dragon’ that can be easily torn apart by these snake-slaying elite soldiers.”

Xue Jing's lips twitched.

What is this thing? WarGreymon? Dinosaur Killer?

I practiced a martial art related to dragons, and it gave me a debuff.

He suddenly thought of something and exclaimed "Eh!"

"Wait, you're the leader of the Dragon Cult."

"So you ended up with an ability to restrain dragons?" Xue Jing's expression was strange.

I wonder what Mr. An, who wanted Ning Fengwan to go to the Dragon Cult headquarters to receive the bestowal ceremony, would look like now if he knew the situation.

Ning Fengwan herself felt something was off. She shook her head and said:

"Before this, the Dragon Cult was called a religion but was actually a gang... If Mr. An hadn't come looking for me, I wouldn't have known that the Dragon Cult actually worshipped a different god."

She retracted the silvery-white claws called 'Snake Slayer Vanguard', scratched her face, and looked troubled.

"I originally thought that if I really had no other choice, I would go to the main teaching headquarters, but now the situation is even more complicated..."

Xue Jing reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her into his embrace. He smiled and said, "Let's think about what happens later."

Ning Fengwan nodded gently, resting her head on Xue Jing's chest, a sense of peace rising within her.

But not long after, she sat up and asked in a low voice:

"Why didn't you sheath your...?"

Xue Jing sighed helplessly, "Teacher Wan, you really don't know how charming you are... How could you not have any thoughts after I did that?"

"What should we do then?" Ning Fengwan asked, perplexed.

Xue Jing thought for a moment, then suddenly leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words.

After hearing this, Ning Fengwan's already flushed face turned even redder, and she quickly shook her head, saying:

"No...no, this can't be..."

Xue Jing did not give up, but continued to bewitch him like a demon:

"The condition for you and Bastet to deepen your connection is that it benefits me... You understand, right? It's for my own good."

"In order to continue to obtain Bastet's power, must I force myself to endure it every time?"

"Teacher Wan, you can't be this cruel, can you...?"

His tone was extremely gentle, without the slightest hint of urgency; he was simply persuading and guiding, as if he were genuinely and rationally considering the benefits of doing so.

Ning Fengwan, who was already unable to resist him, was immediately overwhelmed by his seemingly reasonable reasons, and her mind became hazy. She murmured:

"Then I... will give it a try."

……

There's not much to say about the process.

In short, it's Xue Jing biubiubiu.

It's worth mentioning that during this process, the cat tail ring emitted a platinum-gold light again, and Xue Jing absorbed another wave of divinity.

The only problem that Xue Jing felt was a bit serious was that Huya was really hurting Ding.

Fortunately, he had the Golden Scale Skin technique, which allowed him to withstand the attack perfectly, and he even found it a little exciting.

In the bathroom, Ning Fengwan was only wearing Xue Jing's white T-shirt, which was too big for her and the hem covered her thighs.

She held a toothbrush in her hand, brushing her teeth vigorously, her face still flushed, and she glanced sideways at Xue Jing beside her with a resentful look.

The thought of being forcibly held down just now almost made her cough to death.

We agreed from the beginning that it would only be the hands...