Godslayer: You get two at the start, Supreme Divine Ruins.

Lin Xiao slowly opened his eyes, and recalling the absurdity of last night, his face couldn't help but turn slightly red.

He gently turned his head and looked at Lin Wan'er, who was still fast asleep. Her brows were slightly furrowed, clearly still afraid of Zhou Ping's sword.

A wave of self-reproach washed over Lin Xiao. He gently pulled Lin Wan'er, who was only wearing her underwear, into his arms and patted her back as if comforting a child, trying to soothe her unease.

In Lin Xiao's warm embrace, Lin Wan'er gradually relaxed her brows and subconsciously hugged him tightly, as if she wanted to completely integrate herself into this sense of security.

Lin Xiao held her quietly until it was almost noon when Lin Wan'er slowly opened her eyes. As soon as she looked up, she met Lin Xiao's tender gaze. Her cheeks instantly flushed red, but she pretended to be calm and puffed out her cheeks.

"You naughty Lin Xiao, you know how powerful I am last night, right?" she said with a slightly shy reproach.

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiao smiled wryly and gently patted her pert bottom, "Where did you learn to do that? I almost broke it."

Lin Wan'er covered her bottom and snorted, "I learned it secretly. Who told you to scare me like that?"

Looking at Lin Wan'er's beautiful appearance, Lin Xiao's throat tightened, and he could no longer resist. He lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Lin Wan'er hurriedly pushed him away, lowering her head in embarrassment, "You promised you wouldn't touch me."

Lin Xiao's lips curled into a wicked smile. "That's what I promised last night. I had a really tough time holding back last night. Now you can't escape."

As he spoke, he kissed her lips again, and his hands began to wander.

After a while, there was a knock on the door. "Little brother, little sister Wan'er, get up and eat."

Lin Wan'er's voice was slightly hoarse, "You naughty Lin Xiao, hurry up and open the door, I need to get dressed."

Lin Xiao, looking refreshed, got up to open the door. "Sister Hongying, please wait a moment, we'll be right there."

Hongying glanced into the room and saw Lin Wan'er hiding under the covers getting dressed, so she gently punched Lin Xiao, "You brat, all you do is bully Wan'er."

Lin Xiao raised an eyebrow, put his arm around Hongying's waist, and whispered teasingly in her ear, "How about I tease you tonight?"

Hongying's earlobes instantly turned bright red, and she pushed him away, saying, "Go, go, go, hurry up and get ready, come down for dinner."

At the dining table, Lin Wan'er looked at the delicious food with teary eyes, then glanced at the bland porridge in her bowl, glared at Lin Xiao, and then picked up a large piece of meat and stuffed it into her mouth.

Lin Xiao lowered his head awkwardly, not daring to look her in the eye.

Hongying asked with some concern, "Does your throat no longer hurt?"

Lin Wan'er swallowed the meat in her mouth with difficulty. "It hurts, but it hurts even more if I don't eat delicious food. There won't be so much good food after we go back to training."

Seeing her both in pain and craving food, Lin Xiao felt a pang of heartache. "How about I ask Yuan Gang for leave so you can rest for a couple of days?"

Lin Wan'er shook her head, "No need, I'm not injured, I'll go back to training in a bit."

Zhou Ping pushed a large chicken leg in front of Lin Wan'er, "Then eat more. If you really can't, I'll have Lin Xiao secretly bring you food tonight."

"Uh-huh."

Lin Wan'er nodded in agreement and immediately began to eat at a rapid pace, showing no signs of discomfort in her throat.

Just then, dark clouds filled the sky, and it seemed as if the sky was about to darken.

Zhou Ping and Lin Xiao exchanged a glance and stood up at the same time.

Lin Xiao looked at the two puzzled people and said with a smile, "You guys eat first, Zhou Ping and I are going to take care of a little thing."

The two figures vanished instantly, leaving Lin Wan'er and Hong Ying to enjoy their breakfast in peace, confident that Lin Xiao would return soon.

At this moment, Lin Qiye was being brutally abused by Lü Liang.

Lu Liang sneered with a mocking expression, "With your level of ability, you want to be a representative of the gods? You're weaker than I can imagine."

Lin Qiye gritted his teeth and struggled to resist Lü Liang's attacks.

The energy of the night surged within him, ready to be injected at any moment.

Zhou Ping and Lin Xiao appeared at the same time in the woods not far from Lin Qiye. Lin Xiao looked at Zhou Ping and said, "You make the move. That guy isn't his real body. I don't want to be exposed to the Ancient God Church to avoid unnecessary trouble."

Zhou Ping nodded and slowly walked out of the woods.

Lü Liang turned his head sharply, "Who goes there?!"

When he saw that it was only Zhou Ping, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This guy looked ordinary and had no special features. He shouldn't be Yuan Gang. At most, he was just an unknown nobody.

"You're the Night Watch's instructor, right? My target is Lin Qiye. If you don't want to die, get lost."

Lin Qiye felt relieved when he saw Zhou Ping appear. He ran to Zhou Ping's side and respectfully greeted him, "Senior Sword Saint."

Zhou Ping frowned, somewhat displeased: "We're friends, just call me Zhou Ping."

Lin Qiye nodded quickly, "Okay, Zhou Ping, thank you for your help."

Zhou Ping nodded in satisfaction.

Meanwhile, in the mental hospital, Nyx slowly calmed his breathing. "My child, it seems I don't need to intervene."

Lu Liang frowned; the two were talking too softly for him to hear.

"Hey, are you stalling for time? I'll give you three seconds to get out of here, or you'll be stuck here forever."

Lin Xiao, hiding in the woods, was speechless for a moment, thinking to himself, "How dare a peak-level expert in the Chuan Realm threaten the ceiling of humanity?"

Moreover, they are the strongest at the very top, almost touching the realm of gods. Have the people of the Ancient Gods always been this arrogant?

"three……"

"two……"

Zhou Ping and Lin Qiye both looked at him as if he were a clown. Zhou Ping was in no hurry to make a move, but wanted to see how he would respond.

Lu Liang was somewhat embarrassed and angry at their stares. If he weren't afraid of being held up and causing Yuan Gang to arrive, he would have already taken care of the two of them. In any case, Lin Qiye had no intention of joining the Ancient God Church.

He roared, "What kind of expressions are those? If you're not leaving, then go die!"

With a wave of his hand, vines sprouted from Zhou Ping's feet, attempting to entangle his ankles, but they were severed by invisible sword energy before they could even get close.

Lu Liang raised an eyebrow, about to speak, when he saw Zhou Ping raise his finger and shoot out a wisp of sword energy that pierced through his skull.

His figure vanished like dust, enveloped in a blue light.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already in the hall of the Church of the Ancient Gods.

He muttered to himself, "Is this the Church of the Ancient Gods?"

Sitting in the main seat, Yuehuai's eyes widened. "Zhou Ping, the Great Xia Sword Saint? Lü Liang, why did you bring back Zhou Ping?"

Before Lü Liang could answer, Zhou Ping unleashed a surge of sword energy, slashing forward with a fierce strike that instantly unleashed a dazzling burst of sword light.

Yuehuai and Yiyu stared wide-eyed in terror. "Run!!!"

"Boom!"

The sword light engulfed the entire hall, and Zhou Ping's figure gradually disappeared into the light.

"You'll cause trouble for my friends. If this were a physical space, I could wipe you all out. But how many of you will survive this time?"