"You mean... my future self chose you a thousand years from now?" The little figure glowing gold looked stunned.
"More accurately, I killed the one you picked a thousand years from now, and all the luck was taken from them," Su Wen shook his head.
"No wonder..."
The Spirit of the Plane nodded. "But since you're not a god, you couldn't kill the Chosen One outright. That means... it was tacitly allowed by me. Looks like my future self placed all bets on you."
"And to think by then I'd already weakened so much, let that brat toy with me, and even be devoured and replaced by his father..." The spirit's tone was mocking. "It means, in my contest with that guy in the heavens, I lost—completely."
"The God of Asura?" Su Wen blinked.
"Mhm."
"My chosen Chosen One is Qian Renxue—you must have met her. As for His chosen one... that's the brat," the Spirit of the Plane folded its arms angrily. "Using the Goddess of Love to seduce my Chosen One, disgraceful!"
It looked mini and cute, like a little elf.
"Heh, so what if history lost? Just win it back now," Su Wen smiled.
The Spirit of the Plane's eyes widened. "What?! You can modify the timeline?"
"That's right, but that's not important. Look at this first..." Su Wen opened his palm. A faint blue remnant soul slowly condensed. The moment it saw Su Wen and the Spirit of the Plane, it realized its predicament and became terrified.
"You—you actually returned to a thousand years ago?!" The remnant Tang San's soul was shaken. If before he could curse and threaten that his main body would descend and crush Su Wen, now there was only bone-deep fear.
It's not scary if an ant you could crush at any time threatens you—but if that ant can go back to your weakest moment and raise hell, even with the Asura God's protection, it's enough to terrify anyone.
"A piece of Tang San's divine sense after becoming a god? Such pure Sea God origin power," the Spirit of the Plane's pupils widened in shock. "How did you get this?!"
"That's my other goal," Su Wen grinned.
"Help me devour the Sea God's faith. I want the Sea God, a thousand years from now, to lose his authority over the seas—at the very least, to lose control of the Douluo Star's oceans..."
Su Wen wasn't bluffing; his goal was also for Qian Renxue to become a god, to restrain the unpredictable Tang San in the future.
The Angel God was one of the top first-level gods. Plus, Su Wen could add some "extras" and make this Angel God even stronger...
As for devouring the Sea God's faith: first, to the Sea God, Su Wen was basically invisible; second, with the Spirit of the Plane covering for him, even if he couldn't seize the Sea God's authority, stealing some faith was easy enough.
"Let's go."
The Spirit of the Plane vanished like an earth god melting into the ground.
Su Wen took the Snow Empress' soft, cool hand...
"Mm," she hummed gently, following obediently. Her tall figure and delicate steps made Su Wen cough awkwardly, unable to look away.
"What are you looking at?" the Snow Empress asked knowingly, squeezing his hand.
"Barefoot on the ground—aren't you cold?" Su Wen joked. With such a jailer, many people in the future would probably line up to be trampled under her feet...
"If you want to look, just look... why pretend otherwise?" she huffed softly.
"Just looking?" Su Wen's eyes flashed with disappointment.
"What else do you want?!" The Snow Empress glared, her face flushing. After all, inside the Pokéball, every now and then when Su Wen and the others were together, she would "happen" to watch secretly. She wasn't a pure innocent anymore...
"No need to be so fierce," Su Wen laughed awkwardly.
What else could he do?
Those flawless feet—playing with them during moments of passion would surely be a delight.
Ahem, getting distracted...
"But didn't you do wrong too?" Su Wen objected.
"Even a true gentleman would struggle to resist such beauty. Who told you to be so gorgeous, and so... regal?"
Snow Empress: "..."
Good grief, turning the tables, huh!
"I... Am I really that beautiful?" For a moment, Snow Empress even doubted herself.
"A snow beauty, definitely top three on the continent," Su Wen nodded sincerely.
"Top three?" Her tone changed, and her slender eyes locked on Su Wen, her body inching closer, a dangerous aura enveloping him. He broke out in a cold sweat—indeed, when a woman is humble, never just agree with her...
Just like when a woman jokes, "I'm so fat," and you add, "Yeah, compared to my ex, you really are," you're doomed. Catastrophic disaster.
"Then who's number one?"
Sure enough, after a few seconds of silence, the Snow Empress parted her lips, her voice cold and dangerous.
"Well..." Su Wen gulped. Seeing her stunning face so close, he steeled himself and leaned in.
"Mmm..." Snow Empress was caught off guard, subconsciously trying to step back, but Su Wen's arms wrapped around her waist.
Her dangerous eyes softened, her body going limp in his arms, wanting more—her first time.
Sweet and fragrant lips, a soft embrace.
Her melted posture made her even more beautiful.
After a long while, their lips parted.
Looking at her blushing, beautiful face, Su Wen took a deep breath. Crisis averted—who's the prettiest? There's no answer to that deadly question...
"Brushed off!" Snow Empress straightened up, bit her lip, glared at Su Wen, and her figure faded, returning to the Pokéball.
"So hard to please," Su Wen sighed.
"Oh well, time to return to Heaven Dou Royal Academy..."
His figure shot into the sky like a meteor. Passing over Star Dou Forest, Su Wen took note—Mandrake Snakes, Crypt Demonic Spiders, Human-Faced Demon Spiders... Many soul beasts roamed, including some that would be extinct a thousand years later, casualties of humanity's overhunting and the forest's gradual shrinking.
"The third Pokéball is about to be obtained. So many soul beasts in Douluo One..."