Pandora: Oh No

"If you can do that, I couldn't ask for anything more."

Athena said, her eyes fixed intently on Chen Changsheng's.

"Then, what is it that you require of me?"

"It won't be too much trouble for you. You only need to tell me how to travel to the world of the Greek pantheon."

After Chen Changsheng finished speaking, he watched Athena nod silently before turning his gaze to Anshera, who stood to the side, too afraid to speak.

"Ahem, why aren't you even wearing any clothes?"

Chen Changsheng said. With a wave of his hand, he tossed a white robe over to Anshera.

Anshera, who had been waiting for Chen Changsheng to announce her fate, looked at him in confusion upon hearing this. However, seeing that the other three people present were all fully clothed, she casually draped the white robe she had caught over herself.

Having done this, she looked at Chen Changsheng with evident nervousness.

Compared to Athena, she was actually far more terrified.

In this current era, her true identity had long since faded into history. The only legends that still recorded her existence were those of the Heretic Serpent Leviathan, and the Lord of the Flies worshipped by the recently emerged cult of the same name.

She herself was currently the leader of this Lord of the Flies cult. If those cultists hadn't accidentally awakened her, she likely would have vanished from history entirely, remembered only as the Heretic Serpent Leviathan from then on.

However, even the Heretic Serpent Leviathan itself was no longer known to many.

In other words, if she were to die now, no one would ever remember her, and she would lose any chance of descending upon the world again.

In contrast, even if other gods died, they could choose to return to the divine realm. They could also wait to be summoned by someone who knew of them, or be brought back when their legends were accidentally triggered.

Given such dire circumstances, how could Anshera not be terrified of Chen Changsheng?

After all, just moments ago, she had watched as nearly ten gods far more powerful than herself were reduced to the purest of divine sparks in mere breaths.

"Do you... need me to do anything? I do not know how to return to my own mythology anymore; in fact, I have long since forgotten the myths that once belonged to me."

Anshera looked at Chen Changsheng timidly as she spoke those words.

Her words made Chen Changsheng even more certain that one must not delve too deeply into the power of faith. At the very least, he absolutely could not touch it himself.

From now on, any power of faith he accidentally acquired would simply be fed to the Yin-Yang Diagram as nourishment.

With this thought in mind, Chen Changsheng reached out and casually patted Anshera's small head. Seeing her timid appearance tugged at his heartstrings, and a smile surfaced on his face.

"Since that is the case, as the price for sparing your life, you shall be my pet. Keeping a former goddess as a pet sounds rather nice."

"A pet!?"

Anshera felt a surge of indignation and shame; this was nothing short of an insult to her.

She was a god!

"What? Are you unwilling?"

Chen Changsheng raised an eyebrow at her reaction. Although he felt some pity for this utterly miserable goddess, if she refused to appreciate the gesture, he wouldn't mind adding another portion of nourishment to his Yin-Yang Diagram.

Seeing his expression, Anshera gritted her teeth and dropped to one knee.

"Anshera greets her Master!"

She had no other choice; she truly didn't want to die.

Even though she had now been reduced to the body of a divine beast, she still wanted to live, even if it meant becoming Chen Changsheng's pet.

"Husband? You?"

Luo Hao, who had been silent until now, could no longer hold back. She looked at Chen Changsheng with clear dissatisfaction.

She had not expected Chen Changsheng to actually make a move on the goddesses of her world.

Wouldn't it be better to just kill them directly and extract their Dao Seeds?

Seeing this, Chen Changsheng did not look guilty at all and said with a smile,

"Don't mind it, I was just making a joke earlier. However, wanting to keep an Anshera is true. Besides, Lian'er, you know me, hehe."

Hearing this, Luo Hao thought of what Chen Changsheng had said when they first met, and she could not help but curl her lips.

"Suit yourself."

After saying that, she looked at Athena.

"Then Husband, should we have Athena take us to the Greek Divine Realm now?"

Hearing this, Athena also looked at Chen Changsheng with a curious expression.

However, Chen Changsheng shook his head.

"No rush. Before going to the Divine Realm, we need to find someone first, or rather, a goddess."

After saying that, seeing that Luo Hao was about to flare up again, he quickly added,

"Don't overthink it. The goddess I am talking about is Pandora. I need the Circle of Usurpation in her hands."

Seeing this, Luo Hao immediately turned her head away in slight embarrassment.

And Chen Changsheng was not lying. Aside from the fact that this world had many gods, wasn't the main reason he came here precisely because it possessed a divine artifact like the Circle of Usurpation?

Even at his current level of cultivation, it was very difficult for him to directly condense the Dao Seeds he had comprehended or refined without any side effects and let others use them like Authorities.

But if he had the Circle of Usurpation, he could directly imprison the gods of this world and continuously produce Dao Seeds.

Wouldn't he strike it rich then?

Not only could his women use this to quickly break through to the Nascent Soul stage, but he could also gain a massive amount of points by selling the Dao Seeds.

At that time, group points would come pouring in. It would not take long to gather a billion points to upgrade the Yin-Yang Sacred Body to the fifth tier, making his path to immortality completely unobstructed.

Thinking of this, he felt a little excited.

Then, without further hesitation, his divine sense pierced directly through the void, surging toward what Earth called the Netherworld.

The Netherworld was a special space attached to yet independent of Earth, and its area was no smaller than Earth itself.

Because this Netherworld seemed to be a realm belonging entirely to souls, Chen Changsheng's divine sense felt like a fish in water here, easily covering it completely.

In an instant, the entire situation of the Netherworld was completely under his grasp.

He saw a short, white-bearded old man writing furiously in front of a giant book, muttering that the established destiny of the world had gone wrong again and needed to be corrected in time.

Seeing this, Chen Changsheng directly threw an illusory universe at him, leaving the old man immersed in a mental world to slowly modify his so-called Book of Destiny.

As for the real Book of Destiny, Chen Changsheng gladly accepted it for himself.

Although it would not be of much direct help to him, the Dao of Destiny contained within it was a rare Dao Seed that he urgently needed.

As for whether doing so might provoke the intervention of the Three Goddesses of Fate, the ultimate bosses of this world...

Well, that was exactly what he was hoping for.

Aside from this old man, there were many other natives in the Netherworld, but Chen Changsheng was not interested in them. Likewise, he had little interest in the extraordinary individuals of Earth who had abandoned their physical bodies and hidden their souls away in this realm.

Finally, he turned his gaze toward a blonde goddess wearing a thin white dress, her hair styled in long twin tails.

Pandora, the creator of all God Slayers in this world, and the owner of the Circle of Usurpation.

"I've found her. Do you want to go together?"

Chen Changsheng looked at Luo Hao, who nodded with utmost seriousness.

"I have been annoyed with that woman for a long time, the one who calls herself my mother every time we meet."

If it were her past self, she might not have remembered anything about Pandora. But ever since her cultivation base reached the Nascent Soul stage, her spiritual power had grown beyond compare. The memories she had once forgotten in the Netherworld were now completely restored.

Just the thought of that woman, Pandora, claiming to be her mother at every encounter made her deeply displeased.

Hearing this, Chen Changsheng nodded. He wrapped one arm around Luo Hao and the other around Anshera, enveloped Athena with his divine sense, and directly broke into the Netherworld with his physical body, appearing right in front of Pandora.

As for the ironclad rule that only souls could enter the Netherworld, Chen Changsheng completely scoffed at it.

...

Having stayed alone in the Netherworld for thousands of years, the thing Pandora did the most every day was search for interesting things on Earth. Anime, novels, TV shows, movies—she was deeply invested in all of them. This was her primary way of relieving her loneliness over the years.

However, today she was in no mood to care about such things. Just moments ago, the Circle of Usurpation had started operating on its own for some unknown reason, yet not a single Heretic God had been summoned. This left her completely baffled, and she was currently investigating whether something had gone wrong with the Circle of Usurpation.

"Eh?"

Pandora let out a cute sound and instinctively looked up, only to see a hand as white and flawless as jade reaching toward her, resting open right in front of her face.

"Hand over the Circle of Usurpation."

Pandora: "?"

Oh no! They are coming for me!

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