Godslayer: Agent of the Gods, the Stabilizing Force at the Start

A high-rise building in Cangnan City.

"What? You let the divine agent of Seraphim Omega escape?" Hong Ying stared at Su Ming and Zhao Kongcheng in disbelief, her shrill voice threatening to lift the roof off.

“Old Zhao, although you’re not particularly charming or handsome, you managed to bring him back. With my skill in persuasion, I wouldn’t have let him join so easily. What a pity,” Wen Qimo said regretfully.

"Did you see what abilities he has? And what task did Seraphim Omega assign to Lin Qiye? Did you find out?" Wu Xiangnan asked seriously, frowning.

"I forgot to ask." Zhao Kongcheng silently lowered his head.

"You should know what level of strength he has now, right?"

“I know that. He is still an ordinary high school student. The power fluctuations at the level of Klein that he unleashed should be the residual power left on him by the Seraph. He is currently just a newcomer who has just reached the ‘Zhan’ realm.”

“Another divine agent similar to Su Ming, and chosen by some extremely dangerous god.” Chen Muyi, sitting on the sofa, narrowed his eyes slightly. “In any case, the Seraphim has chosen an agent, and right here in our Cangnan City. This is a big deal, and we need to report it to the higher-ups immediately.”

"Also, we absolutely cannot let this kid go; his joining the Night's Watch would be a huge help."

Zhao Kongcheng had been waiting for these words for a long time, and he volunteered, standing up and saying, "Captain, leave it to me. I will definitely complete the mission this time."

"..." Red tassel.

“…” Si Xiaonan.

Seeing that no one believed him, Zhao Kongcheng added again, "Captain, believe me, we have already moved him today, and I know him well, please trust me one more time."

Seeing the lingering doubt in everyone's eyes, and fearing it might affect the story's development, Su Ming stepped forward and said, "Captain, trust him one more time. Next time, he will definitely bring Lin Qiye to join."

“Alright, you’re the one. If you can’t bring anyone back, you’d better prepare to quit smoking,” Chen Muye said.

........

The city at night is like stepping into a wonderful space where dreams and reality intertwine.

The night is like a profound painter, using ink as a base and the brushstrokes of light and shadow to outline the city's silhouette under the boundless sky, giving it an indescribable charm.

On the rooftop, Su Ming leaned against the wall, a lollipop dangling from his mouth, chewing it gently, letting the faint sweetness fill his mouth.

The originally dull parts of the Nine Provinces Cauldron within the body have become magnificent, radiating light, making the dantian look like a disco, and the light is like a series of agile elves dancing back and forth within the body.

Seeing this, Su Ming felt his mouth getting sweeter and sweeter, and he estimated that he would soon be able to obtain the divine power of the Great Xia gods from the Nine Provinces Cauldron again.

I don't know if I can advance from the Zhan Realm to the Chi Realm.

Meeting Lin Qiye today means that the main storyline of the entire book has begun.

Thinking of this, Su Ming's body began to tremble with excitement. Next, one god after another would appear, and Great Xia would face crisis after crisis. With the Nine Provinces Cauldron, he was not afraid to trample those invading outer gods under his feet. Otherwise, he would be unworthy of his status.

The frustration I felt when reading books back then won't return this time.

"Fight! Fight! Fight! Those who bully our Great Xia, though far away, shall be punished!"

.........

Hey, hey, hey.

"Su Ming, get up quickly. Didn't you have a training session with Hong Ying yesterday?" Zhao Kongcheng knocked twice as if to make a show of it, then pushed open Su Ming's door.

Upon entering, the first thing I did was draw back the curtains, and the blinding sunlight instantly filled the entire room.

Then she yanked off Su Ming's blanket.

A strong, muscular body with six-pack abs was visible in the air.

"Oh, why are you sleeping without clothes on? Put them on quickly!" Hongying blushed, covered her eyes with her hands, and ran out of the room as fast as she could.

"I didn't know you were going to come into my room. And there were still ten minutes left, weren't there?"

Su Ming rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked at Old Zhong at 10:50, and complained helplessly.

"Hurry up, I'm going to the training ground first. And remember to put your clothes on next time you sleep, hmph."

In the training ground.

Hongying looked at Su Ming, who had just arrived, and threw him a green bamboo stick.

Su Ming took it, and only then did he notice Hong Ying's outfit for the day.

Black athletic joggers revealed her fair ankles, and she wore a white sports vest. Her slender figure was breathtaking, and her face was stunning, with a delicate upturned nose, rosy lips, and a fair complexion without any powder.

Her slender swan neck was held high, and her red hair stood up tall, making her look like a beautiful young girl.

"Hongying, you look even more beautiful today," Su Ming said as he walked towards the center of the training ground.

"Nonsense," Hongying laughed and scolded, but looking at Su Ming, she also felt something was different.

His eyes are different from before; they used to be a little lazy and his gaze has become bright and piercing. His face, which used to be a little chubby, has also become more capable and handsome.

Not to mention the view I just saw in Su Ming's room.

"Hongying, it's starting, stop daydreaming," Su Ming reminded Hongying, whose ears had turned red again.

"Ah."

With a low shout, Su Ming suddenly stepped forward, his staff moving like a dragon emerging from the sea, whistling through the air, aiming straight for Hong Ying's neck.

The stick traced a perfect arc in the air.

Hongying remained calm, holding her spear horizontally in front of her to block the blow, and staggered back several steps.

Su Ming's offensive did not stop, and it surged towards Hong Ying like a tsunami.

"Don't you guys think there's something off about Sister Hongying's movements?" Si Xiaonan said, watching her continue to defend.

"It's as if Hongying is always subtly protecting her chest with a spear in her hand, as if she has something on her mind and can't let go of herself," Leng Xuan coldly analyzed.

"Is she on her period? Today's fight didn't feel like the usual fearless Hongying. Instead, she acted like a little woman. And women always have their periods. Did you notice that Hongying's clothes are stretched even more?" Wen Qimo analyzed confidently.

The battle on the side had already ended, ceasing when Hongying surrendered.

"This is so boring, I'm not sparring anymore." Hongying stopped what she was doing and turned to walk towards the group of people who had just been commenting.

"I heard I'm on my period?" Hongying looked at Wen Qimo with a half-smile. "I also heard I'm acting like a little woman today?"

"I didn't say anything, it was Old Zhao who said it." Wen Qimo shook his head innocently.

"hehe."

A powerful aura emanated from Hongying's body, and the ribbons binding her hair snapped in response.

The spear drew a perfect arc in the air, its tip gleaming with a cold light, as if it could pierce through any obstacle.

"Sister Hongying, I was wrong." Upon seeing this, Wen Qimo's expression changed drastically, and he fled in panic, begging for mercy repeatedly.