Chapter Forty-Six: I Will Judge You

Chapter Forty-Six: I Shall Judge You

After an unceasing journey through portals, Yunyang finally arrived on a planet teeming with life. The cerulean surface was breathtaking, promising a magnificent ocean below. Without waiting for Keisha to scan their surroundings, he immediately gathered his strength and leapt, letting the planet’s gravity seize him. He plummeted for four minutes before plunging into the sea with a resounding splash.

Struggling in the water, Yunyang soon came to the tragic realization that he was drifting farther and farther from the surface. Alas, he could not swim.

Gazing at the unfathomable darkness below, a chill crept into his heart. In a panic, he hastily created a bug corridor beneath his feet, which finally arrested his descent.

At that moment, Keisha appeared beside him, her wings fluttering gently as she hovered nearby. She rolled her eyes at him, said nothing, and seized Yunyang, hauling him out of the water.

“You can’t even swim? What a disgrace to super warriors,” Keisha remarked bluntly, eyeing his drenched figure.

Yunyang managed an awkward laugh, attempting bravado. “I was almost there. If you hadn’t pulled me out, I could’ve managed on my own.”

Without a word, Keisha tossed him back into the sea. Watching his frantic flailing, she smirked mischievously. “Go on then, swim.”

Yunyang had not expected such a response from Keisha. He gulped several mouthfuls of briny water before scrambling back onto the bug corridor, gagging for quite some time before regaining his composure.

Just as he was about to rebuke Keisha for her lack of respect, she, still hovering above, spoke.

“Recharge quickly. This planet harbors life, but no sentient beings. It’s rather dull.”

“No intelligent life? That makes sense. After all, sentient life must be exceedingly rare in the universe,” Yunyang mused as he continued his studies with Keisha. Suddenly, a faint sense of danger pricked at him.

Scanning the surroundings, he noticed a monstrous maw erupting from the sea beneath him. Though he knew that such a creature could not harm either himself or Keisha, he instinctively wrapped an arm around her waist and dodged out of the creature’s reach in a flash.

Standing once more on a bug corridor, Yunyang couldn’t help but laugh as a massive shark became trapped by the corridor’s edges.

Whack! Another sharp rap landed on Yunyang’s head before he could even cry out, accompanied by Keisha’s voice, brimming with murderous intent.

“Brat! Let go of me.”

Unconsciously, Yunyang’s hand—still encircled around her waist—lingered. In that fleeting moment, only one thought flashed through his mind: so smooth.

Sensing his hand’s movement and his reluctance to let go, Keisha’s fury flared. Excellent. This brat dares to touch the sacred Keisha’s body as he pleases. He’s courting disaster.

“Tell me, brat, does it feel good?”

With genuine menace in her tone, Yunyang snatched his arm away as if electrocuted. Recalling his actions, he realized that, once they returned to the Angel Nebula, a restored Keisha might very well kill him.

He forced a sheepish grin. “Yes. It felt nice.”

“Oh?”

“I mean—no, it didn’t.”

“Oh?” Keisha’s gaze sharpened. “So which is it? Yes or no?” Yunyang’s voice was on the verge of breaking.

“You’re the one being touched; how would I know how it feels?” Keisha replied, her gaze playful, already contemplating where she would strike if his answer didn’t satisfy her.

“I… I… I really don’t know,” Yunyang stammered, unable to withstand her teasing smile, finally squeezing out a reply.

With a wave, Keisha dismissed the bug corridor that trapped the giant shark, deciding to tease him a bit longer. She spoke to Yunyang with uncharacteristic gentleness.

“Do you like angels? Shall I find you a match?”

At this, Yunyang’s eyes lit up for a moment before he shook his head in protest. “No, that won’t do. I already have Rose. I can’t let her down.”

“It’s fine. Plenty of angels wouldn’t mind your past. Think about it,” Keisha’s voice dripped with temptation.

Such an offer nearly made Yunyang waver, but he sensed something amiss. For the sake of his own safety and Rose’s happiness, he declared righteously, “No. Rose is the only one in my heart.”

Keisha’s eyes flashed with satisfaction at his answer.

Having lived through the era of the Heavenly Palace, Keisha, as a female angel, harbored deep resentment toward men who kept harems. That era’s tragic experiences made her abhor such disrespect toward women. She had no desire to meddle in the affairs of the vast, myriad civilizations of the known universe. But those around her—she could and would hold to a higher standard. True love must be eternal, and unwavering devotion was its prerequisite. Had Yunyang shown the slightest interest, he would have found himself subjected to a thorough ideological indoctrination by the holy Keisha.

“Very good, brat. Your loyalty to love has spared you from disaster.”

At these words, Yunyang thought Keisha was about to let him off, but her next sentence chilled him to the bone.

“However, for your disrespect to the King of the Gods, the holy Keisha, I shall judge you before the entire Angel City upon our return.”

Yunyang immediately panicked. Judge him? Unacceptable! He must strike first!

Seeing Yunyang’s rebellious posture, Keisha’s heart skipped a beat. Could this brat be plotting something? In her current form, merely a second-generation super warrior, she might not be able to take him. The joke might have gone too far—if Yunyang really tried something, it would truly be a farce. She had to think fast.

“The nature of your judgment will depend on your behavior. If you perform well, I might even assign you a guardian angel.”

In her fluster, Keisha shamelessly offered up the young angels of Angel City.

Hearing this, Yunyang suppressed his earlier thoughts. To be honest, since the angels protected Earth, he really couldn’t harm Keisha. At most, he could subdue her to prevent her return to Angel City. As for her so-called promise of a guardian angel, he paid it no mind. Only a fool would believe such a thing. He’d be grateful enough to escape judgment.

“Alright then, I’ll serve at your beck and call. Just spare me the trial,” he said with forced cheer.

By now, his energy had nearly recovered. After catching a few alien fish, he set off once more for home.

On Earth, the Gluttonous Legion had temporarily withdrawn, with their leader seeking the blessing of Death God Carl. Without their commander, they made no large-scale moves for the time being.

Meanwhile, in Angel City, Angel Yan had just finished a sharp exchange with He Xi, setting aside some of her lingering resentments. She was now following the Celestial King, He Xi, to undergo the trials of ascension.

The next day, Yan accompanied He Xi into a beautiful forest, replete with streams, green grass, and playful animals. As the most advanced civilization known, angels not only possessed formidable combat power but also unmatched technological prowess. Environmental degradation—so common on Earth—was never an issue for them. As the universe’s most beautiful beings, the angels’ habitats matched their splendor; forests like this were commonplace in Merlot Heaven.

With her silver hair and armor, He Xi extended a slender, porcelain hand. A butterfly, as if summoned, settled gently on her fingertip. Gazing at the delicate creature, she spoke with her back to Yan.

“Rather than an angel, I’d prefer to be a butterfly—until one day…”

As if to lend credence to her next words, she flicked her finger, and the startled butterfly was instantly reduced to ash.

Yan witnessed this in silence. “You killed a butterfly…”

He Xi turned, meeting Yan’s eyes. “Hua Ye once burned an angel warrior to ash, and I could only stand by, powerless.”

“These past millennia, I’ve learned a thing or two. But I wonder what your level is.” With that, He Xi drew her king’s blade and pointed it at Yan.

In a blink, her form blurred, and ten identical copies of He Xi appeared around Yan, each with a sword aimed at her.

Yan, unfazed, analyzed calmly, “Cloning technique. First seen on Earth, used by the Monkey King, Lu Bo. Impressive skills, truly a worthy challenge.”

Solar System, Demon’s Wings.

“Liang Bing, when will you teach me the most advanced wormhole technology? I didn’t come here just to drink coffee with you every day,” Rose complained, glancing helplessly at Morgana, who smiled serenely across from her.

Ever since Liang Bing helped her uncover who had plotted Yunyang’s demise, Rose’s hatred toward her had lessened, if only slightly. Driven by her resolve to grow stronger, avenge Yunyang, and protect Earth, she had followed Liang Bing—no, Morgana—into the heart of demon territory, Demon One.

Yet, for days, Morgana had used the excuse of “helping her adapt to her new life” to do nothing but share coffee, leaving Rose utterly perplexed as to her true motives. Was she having second thoughts? Did she never intend to teach her? Coupled with Liang Bing’s nightly visits to her bedroom, Rose couldn’t help but feel uneasy. Could Liang Bing really be coveting her?

With these anxieties festering, Rose seized the chance during today’s coffee meeting to finally voice her burning question.

“Rose, don’t be impatient. Let me show you something interesting,” Liang Bing replied, stirring her cup with an air of pride.

Demon’s Wings, Medical Sector, Gene Cultivation Chamber.

The room was lined with transparent glass tanks filled with pale blue fluid, each containing a curled-up human form—no, not just forms, but actual humans. Earthlings.

Rose followed Liang Bing to a great metal door, eager to see what she meant by “something good.” But the moment the door swung open, and by the dim light she glimpsed the scene within, she witnessed something that would haunt her forever, and a wave of fury surged through her.