For the current Campione world, divine tools were actually quite hard to find, especially when specifically looking for something like divine tools from Greek mythology.
As for the other method in this world—summoning Heretic Gods through shrine maidens or the like—it was not only a waste of time but also highly unpredictable.
So Chen Changsheng had a sudden inspiration. He turned his attention to the worlds of his chat group members and shared his brilliant idea with them.
At this moment, he was discussing this matter with Rikka and Eriri in the chat group.
[Kashiwagi Eri: So Brother Changsheng, you want Rikka and me to help you find the gods of the Greek pantheon in this world and rob them of their divine tools?]
[Innate Wife-Taking Holy Body: Exactly, that's it.]
[Kashiwagi Eri: ...]
[Tyrant's Eye User: Um, is there a possibility that not only can we not find where the Greek pantheon is, but we also can't beat any single one of their gods?]
[Innate Wife-Taking Holy Body: Of course I'm not asking you two to go! You can ask Toka!]
[Tyrant's Eye User: My sister?!]
[Innate Wife-Taking Holy Body: Did you forget? The necklace I gave Toka contains my spiritual body. Before its energy runs out, that spiritual body possesses Nascent Soul level combat power. Snatching a few things from the Greek pantheon in your world would be a piece of cake!]
[Kashiwagi Eri: Eh?! Brother Changsheng in Sister Toka's necklace is actually that powerful?!]
[Innate Wife-Taking Holy Body: Didn't I mention it?]
[Tyrant's Eye User: You did not! And why does my sister have something so powerful?! Shouldn't something like that be given to me, an actual group member?!]
[Stumbled Into High-Tier Match: Rikka, you've found the blind spot. So why is that?]
[Empire's Strongest Female General: Yeah, why is that?]
[Martial Arts King: @Empire's Strongest Female General, why else! It's just like with you, you wretched woman!]
[Empire's Strongest Female General: Heh, someone's triggered.]
[Martial Arts King: You!]
[Tyrant's Eye User: What! When did this happen?! Why didn't I know anything about this?!]
[Tyrant's Eye User: And even if he was going to make a move, shouldn't he have made a move on me, the group member, first?]
[Tyrant's Eye User: Wait! Why can't I unsend this message!]
[Stumbled Into High-Tier Match: Hey, hey! When?! Is this the terror of the Innate Wife-Taking Holy Body?]
[Yunlan Sect Master: Indeed... terrifying.]
[God of Angels: ...]
[Luo Hao: With my husband's charm, is there anything strange about it?]
[Empire's Strongest Female General: True.]
[Luo Hao: Hmph! It's all because Esdeath set a bad example!]
[Empire's Strongest Female General: Heh, triggered.]
[Luo Hao: Damn it! Stop yapping in the group! If you have the guts, let's fight offline!]
[Empire's Strongest Female General: See, I told you she was triggered.]
[...]
Chen Changsheng watched the topic in the group go increasingly off the rails and looked somewhat helplessly at Luo Hao beside him, who was already turning red with anger.
"There's no need to get so mad, right? Besides, weren't you the one who provoked Esdeath first?"
Hearing this, Luo Hao turned her head to look at Chen Changsheng, her face turning even redder.
"Alright, alright, don't be angry for now. Business first."
Hearing this, Luo Hao immediately found a way out to save face and gave a cold snort.
"Since you said so, husband, I won't lower myself to argue with that wretched woman Esdeath."
After saying that, she quickly cooled down, making Chen Changsheng sigh in admiration. As expected of a Campione, her emotional regulation was incredibly fast.
...
After accidentally spilling her true thoughts in the group, Rikka chose to exit the chat and play ostrich.
At the same time, she passed Chen Changsheng's message to his spiritual body, which was currently guiding Toka's cultivation.
But after delivering the message, the young girl kept staring at her older sister with resentful little eyes, making Toka feel completely uncomfortable.
"You need things like divine tools from the gods of this world's Greek mythology? Understood."
The spiritual body of Chen Changsheng nodded upon hearing this, then vanished from the room in a flash.
With his disappearance, Rikka quickly walked over to Toka.
"Sister! When exactly did you and Brother Changsheng...!"
"Uh, Rikka, you know everything?"
Toka looked at her sister's puffed-up, angry appearance, turned her head away in slight embarrassment, and whispered, "It was... it was that time you sent me over to Changsheng's place."
"Damn it! Sister, you thieving cat!"
Rikka was incomparably furious. She rushed right up to Toka and pounded her chest with her little fists.
But after only a few punches, the sense of defeat in her heart grew even stronger.
"Ugh... how could this be... We're biological sisters, yet the physical gap is actually this huge..."
"Uh..."
Toka scratched her cheek with a finger awkwardly, not knowing how to comfort her younger sister.
Come to think of it, she really was in the wrong for doing that sort of thing with Chen Changsheng behind her sister's back.
Wait?!
Even if this kind of thing was wrong, it shouldn't have anything to do with Rikka, right?
It wasn't like Rikka was in any special relationship with Chen Changsheng.
Suddenly realizing that she didn't actually need to feel guilty, Toka pulled out a large soup ladle from who knows where and whacked it heavily onto Rikka's head.
"Idiot, stop making a fuss."
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In an instant, Rikka, who had just been throwing a tantrum, could only clutch her head and look at Toka with teary eyes.
"Why does it still hurt so much when my sister hits me, even though I've already gotten stronger!"
While the sisters were messing around, Chen Changsheng's spiritual body had already arrived at the Greek pantheon.
Floating above the Divine Realm of the Greek pantheon, Chen Changsheng looked down at the not particularly large realm. His gaze focused, and in the next moment, the entire Divine Realm was enveloped by an endless wave of divine sense.
Secret Art—Universe!
At the same time, a bolt of lightning flew out from the Greek pantheon, transforming into a white-bearded old man wearing divine robes.
"Who dares to be so insolent! Do you not know what this place is?"
The newcomer was none other than Zeus, the God King of Greek mythology.
However, in this world, the strongest pantheons were Heaven and the Underworld led by God, followed by the Eastern Heavenly Court and the Egyptian pantheon. The likes of the Greek and Norse pantheons were reduced to second-rate factions. The strength of some of their principal gods was only equivalent to an Ultimate-Class Devil of the Underworld; they were incredibly weak.
Therefore, Chen Changsheng didn't care at all about the Zeus appearing before him. By the Divine Realm's standards, he only had Demon King level strength, and Chen Changsheng could obliterate him with a flip of his hand.
But he wasn't here to slaughter this time, so upon seeing Zeus appear, he casually threw out a slap.
Pfft—
Thud, thud, thud—
Before Zeus, who had just appeared in the air, could even react, he was swatted by a palm manifested from Chen Changsheng's spiritual power. He crashed to the ground and rolled frantically like a rolling gourd.
Then, before he could even stop rolling, he was pulled right in front of Chen Changsheng.
Zeus only felt a bout of dizziness, and then he saw the terrifying man in front of him reaching out a hand.
"Hand over your famous divine artifact."
Hearing this, Zeus groaned inwardly. Where did this living nightmare come from? How exactly had he offended him?
Despite his inner grievances, after a moment of thought, he obediently raised his right hand. A spear of lightning materialized in his grasp, crackling with surging arcs of electricity.
"Hmm?"
Chen Changsheng's eyes narrowed slightly. He actually dared to resist?
Without hesitation, he struck out with another palm.
Pfft!
Zeus spat out a mouthful of divine blood, only to see Chen Changsheng glaring at him with a hostile expression.
"You actually dare to resist?"
Zeus: ...
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