Slaying God: The Agent of the Ancestral Witch, Starting with the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art

Jingle Bell!

Jingle Bell!

A sudden alarm clock rang, startling Niu Xiaoma awake from his sleep!

seven in the morning.

He had worked overtime until 2:30 a.m. last night and was clearly still not fully awake.

It's just that long-term muscle memory allows him to automatically complete a series of tasks such as dressing, washing, and getting out of bed while half asleep and half awake.

Niu Xiaoma didn't even have time to eat breakfast and rushed towards the subway entrance.

After rushing for a while, Niu Xiaoma finally caught the next subway train and squeezed into the crowded train.

Niu Xiaoma, relieved, looked up at the people around him.

On the subway, everyone seemed like a wind-up puppet, indifferent and wooden.

On the predetermined dial, they follow the steps endlessly, repeating a large number of repetitive and meaningless tasks.

Niu Xiaoma frowned. What is the meaning of life?

Before he could think any further, the subway had already arrived at the station. Niu Xiaoma was swept out of the subway station by the crowd and ran towards the company.

7:57!

I'm going to be late!!

Niu Xiaoma suddenly exerted his strength and ran wildly, just in time to check in at the last moment!

drop!

"Check-in failed!"

"Deduct 50 yuan from your daily wage!"

"Deduct this month's full attendance bonus..."

The cold, mechanical voice rang out, and Niu Xiaoma felt utterly hopeless...

The boss's voice boomed from behind him like a thunderclap.

"Niu Xiaoma! What are you still standing here for?!"

"Don't you want your salary this month?!"

"Can you do it? If you can't, get out! If you don't want to do it, there are plenty of other people who will!!"

Niu Xiaoma quickly ran back to his workstation.

The surrounding employees were already used to this kind of thing, and everyone silently typed on their keyboards, busy with their own tasks.

Niu Xiaoma opened his phone and looked dejectedly at the meager balance in his card.

What should I do about this month's mortgage payment?

After working overtime until 10 p.m., Niu Xiaoma finally squeezed onto the last bus back to his cramped rented room.

I made myself a bowl of instant noodles that was almost expired for dinner.

The sausages that were originally meant for a snack were quietly put back because I was late today and my perfect attendance bonus was deducted from them...

After washing up, Niu Xiaoma went to bed and set his alarm for 7 o'clock forward by half an hour.

Tomorrow will be another day full of energy...

Day after day, year after year.

Niu Xiaoma's life is like a precision instrument, where no mistakes can be made.

Going to school...going to work...

Buy a car...buy a house...

Marry a wife...have children...

Work... Retirement...

Niu Xiaoma's life is like the second hand on a clock, day after day, round and round, and he cannot afford to make any mistakes.

Until...the end of life.

His son, Niu Juanma, is just like him back then, methodical, racing against time, living and dying in the process...

……

Jingle Bell!

Jingle Bell!

A sudden alarm rang, and Niu Juanma quickly sprang out of bed to wash up and get dressed.

"Oops!"

"I'm going to be late!!"

Niu Juanma hurriedly packed everything up and started speeding towards the company.

Snapped!

In the chaos, Niu Juanma accidentally bumped into a beautiful woman dressed in gilded purple robes, exuding a noble and elegant air.

Looking at the other person's gorgeous clothes, Niu Juanma was at a loss for words.

That would cost several months' salary, wouldn't it?

While Niu Juanma was still trying to find the right words for his apology, the other party had already spoken.

"Are you OK?"

"I'm so sorry, I was rushing to work and accidentally bumped into you. How can I make it up to you?" Niu Juanma said hurriedly.

The Queen Mother of the West looked up at the constantly rotating timeline above the heads of the Ox and Horse, and then looked up at the sky.

Everyone in this world is manipulated by a timeline hanging overhead, like puppets on strings.

The Queen Mother of the West raised her hand and unleashed a purple beam, severing the timeline above the heads of the oxen and horses.

Niu Juanma immediately felt relieved, as if being late for work wasn't such a big deal after all...

"you……"

As soon as Niu Juanma looked up, the noblewoman with gilded purple patterns had vanished...

In the void.

A giant clock floats in the air, with golden time lines hanging down, precisely controlling everyone's behavior and life.

A throne sits atop a golden clock, overlooking the throne.

The Spider Queen, dressed in a purple bodycon dress, crossed her legs and smiled as she looked at the approaching Queen Mother of the West.

The Spider Queen smiled and said, "Welcome, gods from a parallel world, to the world of the Time Queen!"

The Queen Mother of the West said coldly, "What meaning do you think such a world has?"

The Spider Queen laughed and said, "Isn't this better?"

"Time is life. I, the Queen, have arranged everything for them. No one has wasted a moment."

"The whole world is like a series of highly precise instruments, perfectly completing all the work and tasks."

"They don't need to think, they don't need to plan, they just need to follow the timeline that I, the Queen, have set for them."

"Day after day, year after year, like a clock ticking away, no one makes a mistake, no one wastes time."

"What's wrong with a world like this?"

The Queen Mother of the West raised her hand and conjured a purple divine sword, then looked at the Spider Queen and said, "Time is very precious."

"However, time is fair to all things in the world."

"This fairness is not only reflected in the fact that time is the same for everyone, but also in giving them the right to use time."

"People can use their time to work hard and improve their lives."

"You can also play games, go to concerts, or do things you like in your spare time."

"The most precious thing about time is that it is not defined; no one dictates what a person's time must be used for."

"He can do nothing if he wants to."

The Spider Queen laughed and said, "This self-deceiving talk again, Queen Mother of the West. You have stayed in the mortal world for too long and have lost the responsibilities that a god should have."

The Queen Mother of the West raised her hand and conjured a purple divine sword, saying coldly, "It seems there's nothing left for us to discuss."

"Discussing time with an arrogant guy like you is a real waste of time."

The Spider Queen smiled slightly, "Without the Kunlun Mirror, what are your chances of winning against the Queen Mother of the West?"

The Queen Mother of the West plunged her purple divine sword into the enormous clock at her feet, unleashing terrifying ripples of time!

"I alone am no match for you, but guess what your chances are against the power of all living beings?"

Golden timelines burst open in the void, turning into specks of golden light, which were then condensed by the Queen Mother of the West onto the edge of her sword.

The whole world, everyone began to awaken, starting with the cows and horses, and one by one, the intricate clocks began to crumble.

The loss of a single gear caused the entire massive and sophisticated instrument to begin to disintegrate!

The Queen Mother of the West gripped her divine sword tightly, gathered the power of all living beings, and slashed at the Spider Queen with one strike!

The Spider Queen, suffering a backlash from the laws of time, was cleaved in two by a single sword strike and vanished into the void...

The Queen Mother of the West sheathed her sword and looked down at the myriad beings beneath her feet.

"Time is life, and life is for experiencing the world."

"Enjoying time is the best way to interpret time."