Outside of Time-Chapter 1743 - : The Goddess Falls to the Mortal World

Chapter 1743: The Goddess Falls to the Mortal World

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“Young Master, your previous methods were too rough and lacked any sense of tenderness.”

The clay fox licked Her lips, Her gaze sweeping over the goddess before turning to Xu Qing with a smile.

Xu Qing frowned.

“Moreover, that kind of stimulation is only superficial. It’s easy to adapt to it. You, my dear, don’t understand gods as well as I do, especially not goddesses…”

The clay fox chuckled softly, Her delicate hand trailing down the goddess’ neck, slowly moving downward.

As Her hand moved, the goddess’ inner vigilance surged, and Her body stiffened. She glared at the clay fox and let out a low growl.

“How dare you!”

Her voice carried the weight of Her noble bloodline, which would have been a strong deterrent to ordinary gods, causing the clay fox’s fingers to pause momentarily.

But soon, the clay fox’s eyes gleamed with intense excitement. The more the goddess resisted and the more noble She appeared, the more thrilled the clay fox became.

“This is the feeling I’ve been waiting for!”

The clay fox’s heart raced as She leaned close to the goddess’ ear and blew a soft breath.

“Little sister, do you know how long I’ve been waiting for this moment? Remember, in the time to come, always stay like this, okay?”

The breath brushed against the goddess’ ear, causing Her body to tremble violently. A sense of fear of the unknown rose within Her, and She instinctively wanted to pull away.

The clay fox’s words had intensified Her unease.

But She knew that showing fear would only reveal Her vulnerability.

So She forced Herself to endure, coldly staring at the clay fox, displaying the nobility of Her bloodline.

The clay fox chuckled and waved Her hand.

Instantly, the room twisted, and in the blink of an eye, a white jade platform appeared at the center of the chamber.

The goddess’ body, guided by the clay fox, was placed on the jade platform and restrained there.

Her tattered clothes transformed under a flowing light, becoming a delicate pink gauze dress.

To enhance the experience, the clay fox even sacrificed some of Her own essence, infusing it into the goddess. The scene was now set: the white jade platform, the flowing pink gauze, and the goddess lying there, Her body glowing with renewed radiance.

Her skin was as flawless as white jade, and Her eyes sparkled like stars in the night sky, exuding an innate nobility and coldness. She let out a low growl.

“A lowly god like you, how dare you!”

“Don’t be impatient, little sister. I still need some props.”

The clay fox’s eyes, now curved like crescent moons in Her excitement, reached out and grabbed a small red vial from the air.

In front of Xu Qing and the goddess, She crushed the vial, releasing a stream of oily liquid. A fragrant aroma filled the room, mingling with the clay fox’s voice.

“This oil is extracted from a strange plant that grows in a Divine Realm.

It took me a hundred years to refine and a thousand years to mature, combined with various rare treasures, to finally obtain this precious oil.”

“If it weren’t for your noble bloodline, I wouldn’t even consider using it. I plan to use this oil to create wax, but I still need a wick.”

As She spoke, the clay fox plucked a few strands of hair from the goddess’ cascading locks and wove them into a wick.

Finally, She combined the two, shaping them into a green candle!

The goddess frowned, looking at the candle. She didn’t know what this lowly deity was planning, but based on Her own knowledge, She had some guesses.

“Is this some kind of soul-entrapping method? You know nothing about higher gods!”

The goddess spoke coldly.

The clay fox smiled at Her words and pointed a finger. The candle ignited, its flame flickering to life.

As it burned, the fragrance of the oil grew stronger, filling the chamber and enveloping the goddess.

The goddess tried to block out the scent, but it seeped through Her skin and into Her body. Soon, Her breathing became slightly hurried, beyond Her control.

Her eyes narrowed as She faintly sensed that something was wrong with this fragrance!

She seemed to be developing emotions beyond Her primal instincts of life and death!

This feeling was unfamiliar to Her.

At the same time, the clay fox’s voice echoed softly.

“The plant used to make this candle blooms only once every three thousand years. When it blooms, a mysterious mist envelops the area for millions of miles.

This mist can corrupt souls and evoke unimaginable emotions. For gods, it’s like opium for mortals.”

These words immediately shook the goddess’ heart. She activated Her bloodline, trying to suppress the unfamiliar emotions rising within Her.

But in the next moment, the clay fox tilted the candle, letting a drop of wax fall onto… the goddess’ neck!

The moment the wax touched Her skin, the goddess’ neck arched back. Golden patterns shimmered on Her snow-white skin, and the rippling light in Her phoenix-like eyes was stirred by the surging emotions within Her, scattering like stardust.

But soon, Her bloodline power forcibly suppressed it.

The ripples dissipated, and the unfamiliar emotions were continuously suppressed.

However, this scene only heightened the clay fox’s excitement.

It moved the candle, dripping wax onto different parts of the goddess’ body at a specific rhythm.

Each drop felt like a storm in the goddess’ mind, a thunderous explosion that stirred endless waves.

It sought to break through Her resistance, shatter Her suppression, and evoke countless emotional fluctuations!

The goddess’ heart was in turmoil, but She would not yield. Her gaze at the clay fox remained calm, devoid of fear.

“Lowly god!”

The clay fox raised an eyebrow.

As for Xu Qing, watching this scene, his expression turned odd. He stood up.

“I’ll step out for a bit.”

With that, Xu Qing took a step and walked out.

The clay fox looked up, feeling a bit regretful. She had hoped Xu Qing would stay and watch, but since he chose to leave, She couldn’t force him. So She smiled and said,

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“Young Master, don’t worry. When you return, everything will be perfect.”

Xu Qing didn’t respond, his figure disappearing.

Seeing Xu Qing leave, the clay fox set the candle down, stretched lazily, and then smiled at the stubborn goddess.

“His departure is for the best. Some methods are easier to perform without an audience.”

As She spoke, the clay fox waved Her hand.

Several objects flew out: ropes, clamps, whips, bottles, a gag, and even a large bronze mirror…

Seeing these items of unknown purpose, the goddess’ heart trembled again.

The clay fox, licking Her lips, Her cheeks flushed with excitement, chuckled softly.

“The game has only just begun.”

…

Meanwhile, Xu Qing was speeding through the sky.

Relying on the anomalous substances he drew from the world and the shadow’s concealment, unless he encountered a True God, he was confident he could remain hidden for a short time.

The reason for his departure, aside from not wanting to watch the clay fox’s antics, was to obtain a star map to determine the direction back.

His target had already been chosen.

It was the butterfly god worshiped by the bat-winged scaled oxen in their temple!

Based on Xu Qing’s earlier investigation, this was a Divine Platform god, and only at the early stage.

A god of this level would be no match for Xu Qing’s current strength.

The only thing he needed to be cautious about was acting quickly and stealthily, giving the god no chance to send out any signals.

So after leaving, he concealed himself while moving at top speed, becoming a streak invisible to the naked eye and undetectable by ordinary divine sense. He swept across the land, over mountains, and arrived at the crystalline plain where the scaled oxen had built their nation.

In the center of their territory stood a black-and-green temple, enshrining their god.

With a single dash, without alerting anyone, Xu Qing entered the temple and plunged into the glabella of the butterfly god’s statue!

The statue trembled violently.

It seemed to struggle, but only for a moment before it fell still.

Soon, golden blood flowed, covering the statue’s entire body before quickly receding, as if nothing had happened.

Outside the temple, the scaled oxen continued their worship.

And the butterfly… opened its eyes.

Xu Qing hadn’t completely destroyed the butterfly god but had erased Its consciousness, turning It into a ‘garment’ that he wore. Using a method similar to borrowing the clay fox’s divine aura as a conduit, he took over everything about this god.

“So, this place is only separated from the Fifth Star Ring by ten thousand universes…”

A star map flickered in his eyes.

“And the habits of the gods in the Fourth Star Ring are indeed similar to those in Wanggu. Most have Their own territories, with worshiping tribes, and They maintain clear boundaries…”

“The gods on this star are no exception. Above Them, there are higher-level gods overseeing Them.”

“The ones overseeing this star are the three hundred and sixty emerald rings… a divine clan that once produced a True God!”

“As for the earlier investigation of the island where I appeared, it was because that divine clan detected traces of spatial rupture there… but such things happen occasionally on every star and aren’t unusual.

Besides, the Fourth Star Ring is vast. They probably didn’t think there would be such a coincidence.”

Xu Qing’s eyes narrowed in thought. Then, with a flicker of his body, he manipulated the butterfly statue and flew out of the temple.

As he appeared outside, countless scaled oxen prostrated themselves.

Xu Qing ignored them, spread his wings, and disappeared into the sky, heading back toward the purple crystal mountain where his cave was located.

“I wonder if the clay fox has unlocked the goddess’ essence seal.”

Xu Qing murmured to himself.

…

Meanwhile, inside the purple crystal mountain, in the dimly lit cave, the candlelight flickered.

A seductive atmosphere filled the chamber.

On the white jade platform, the goddess’ skin was flushed, and Her body trembled.

She was still wearing the pink gauze dress, but Her body was now bound with ropes, tied in intricate knots.

Each knot was perfectly placed, forming symbols of restraint.

The ropes held Her in a fixed position, creating a dual pull on Her body and soul. The more She struggled, the tighter the ropes became, as if countless invisible hands were gripping Her.

The material of the ropes was also special, shimmering with a rainbow-like glow, as if flowing with dreams.

Clearly, it was made from some extraordinary material, capable of plunging one into endless illusions.

An intense discomfort continuously stimulated the goddess, causing Her body to tremble and twist uncontrollably, trying to escape the unbearable sensations. But the ropes restricted Her movements.

Even more shocking was the large bronze mirror suspended above Her.

Whenever the goddess opened Her eyes, She could see Her reflection in the mirror.

The psychological humiliation and the extreme physical discomfort intertwined, pushing the goddess to the edge of Her limits.

Finally, when the clay fox picked up the candle again and let a single drop fall…

The goddess’ mind exploded.

All Her resistance crumbled, turning into countless streams of fire reflected in Her pupils. The once vast, starry light in Her eyes gradually scattered, eventually condensing into two shattered divine marks, disintegrating into dust under the storm of emotions.

Love, hate, joy, sorrow—all the emotions and desires burst forth in that instant.

Her past experiences now seemed completely different, as if they had gained new colors and flavors She had never noticed before.

Her consciousness completely succumbed, and in the haze, only one voice echoed.

“Welcome to the mortal world.”

The clay fox leaned down and whispered softly into the goddess’ ear.