Chapter 81 The End Of The Novel (Extra 1) (1/2)

After the grand finale of 《The God of Destruction (Volume 3)》He Wenchao rebuilt the three realms with his power and lived an eternal and happy life with his wives and friends in the divine realm.

In the following centuries, He Wenchao created countless images of the divine realm according to his own memories as well as divine realm and cultivation realm.

He became a sole god in heaven and on earth that no one dared to contradict his words, and everyone obeyed him without any disagreement.

At the beginning, He Wenchao felt that such a life was too good. The three realms were at his disposal and he could come and go as he pleased. No one could threaten his status and that of his friends and family, he also didn’t need to worry about bad guys who could harm him.

However, a few hundred years later, such a life became tedious for He Wenchao.

Happy and carefree without any ripples, day after day, year after year, he repeated the same cycle, gradually making He Wenchao lose all his feelings.

Everything developed according to his heart, there were no surprises. Life without any fun or surprises tasted like wax.

One day, he ruthlessly called for the bright and beautiful Gongxi Jin as well as Baili Qingmiao, becoming intimate with Gongxi Jin in front of her.

But Baili Qingmiao with a calm face just smiled and said: “Senior brother and sister Gongxi have such a good relationship.”

He Wenchao immediately pushed away Gongxi Jin and grabbed Baili Qingmiao shoulders and asked: “Aren’t you jealous? Aren’t you jealous? I remember that in the past if I had even the slightest contact with other female disciples, even if it was just a word or two, you would be upset with me, wouldn’t you?”

Baili Qingmiao did not feel the pain in her shoulder at all as she tenderly put her head on He Wenchao arm and submissively said: “But senior brother you don’t like it, don’t you? You just have no choice but to do so, the person you love most is me, I know that.”

“Then you …… To be petty and lose your temper with me?” He Wenchao pinched Baili Qingmiao’s shoulder: “I’m so strong. Don’t you hurt?”

How could it not hurt? He Wenchao could already hear the sound of bones being crushed.

“How can I lose my temper with my senior brother? My senior brother is a sole god and all matters of the three realms are under the control of senior brother. Senior brother is so busy so I can’t cause trouble for senior brother.” Baili Qingmiao said: “Also my shoulder doesn’t hurt, even if my shoulder hurts, senior brother can help me heal it, right?”

Hearing her words, He Wenchao got lost in his own thoughts and withdrew his hand.

Yes, when he first resurrected his little sister, he thought to himself: “Little sister is good at everything, but she is too jealous. He was a sole god so what does it matter if he has a few good friend goddesses. It would be good if the little sister could not be angry.

So the resurrected Baili Qingmiao was really devoted to He Wenchao and did not cause any trouble, waiting daily in her palace for her brother to accompany her.

He Wenchao left Baili Qingmiao’s palace and went to find his first wife, the Purple Spirit Pavillon master.

Seeing He Wenchao coming over she said thoughtfully to him with a picture album: “Husband this is a picture album of goddesses in the divine realm. Which ones have you had a close relationship with recently? Do you need me to propose a marriage for you?”

He Wenchao stared at the Purple Spirit Goddess and said: “I’m your husband, aren’t you upset if I marry another woman?”

The Purple Spirit Goddess said graciously and modestly: “Husband is so handsome, it’s an honor for these goddesses to marry you, isn’t it?”

I remember that you used to secretly get rid of some women you didn’t like.” There were some things that He Wenchao didn’t say but it didn’t mean he didn’t notice it: “I remember that you disliked Gongxi Jin the most, why didn’t you get rid of her?”

“Because you liked her, husband.” There was no hint of emotion in the Purple Spirit Goddess’s smile, she was like a sophisticated human doll.

He Wenchao took the picture book, the women inside were each beautiful in their own way, but his eyes could no longer tell the difference in the appearance of these people.

“Just pick a few.” He Wenchao waved his hand indifferently and left.

The wives all acted according to his ideas, so what they would say and do, He Wenchao could guess in advance, because every one of them was created by him, even the newly married goddesses were the same.

He came to Yao Jiaping’s palace. Yao Jiaping was already the God of medicine and was in charge of the world’s spiritual medicine. When He Wenchao went there, Yao Jiaping’s wife Xiaoyi was taking care of the spiritual herbs in the courtyard. When she saw him arrive, Xiaoyi greeted him and said: “Supreme God.”

“Where is Yao Jiaping?” He Wenchao had little impressions of Xiaoyi, so when he created her she looked exactly the same as the original, but her personality was like a blank sheet of paper.

“Healing the patient.” Xiaoyi said.

The moment he heard that he was treating a patient, He Wenchao frowned and barged into Yao Jiaping room. Then he saw that he was getting dressed and there was a woman lying on the bed, with eyebrows that were somewhat similar to Xiaoyi so she must be the patient’s family or the patient herself.

“You have already found Xiaoyi so why do you still do this?” He Wenchao grabbed Yao Jiaping and shouted angrily: “Aren’t you single-minded about Xiaoyi?”

Yao Jiaping tied his sash and said: “As a medicine god, what does it matter if I spoil a woman or two? She can also grow her cultivation by double cultivating with me. I only have Xiaoyi in my heart and others are just for show. Aren’t you the same? Your love for Baili Qingmiao doesn’t stop you from marrying the Purple Spirit Goddess or Gongxi Jin and other goddesses doesn’t it?”

“You scum!” He Wenchao knocked Yao Jiaping unconscious with a hit.

Yao Jiaping flew out of the divine hall and was seriously injured. Xiaoyi pounced in front of him at once, blocking Yao Jiaping’s body and said to He Wenchao: “If you want to kill my Husband, kill me first!”

“Husband?” He Wenchao’s eyes became fierce, he pointed his finger at the side, and his divine power created another identical “Yao Jiaping” : “What about this one?”

Xiaoyi immediately jumped in front of the other “Yao Jiaping” and protected him: “If you want to kill my Husband, kill me first!”

“Hahahahahahahahaha!” He Wenchao suddenly let out a grim laugh and took a few steps backwards, pointing at Xiaoyi he said: “Both of these husbands are given to you, choose one for yourself, hahahahahahahahahahahaha!”

He then left the palace of Yao Jiaping and walked aimlessly in the palace thinking: “Fake! It’s all fake. it’s all just my imagination, hahahahahahahaha!”

After hundreds of years of dreaming, he finally woke up, he was on his own with illusion and puppets who would never disobey him. He had spent hundreds of years like that.

From then on, He Wenchao no longer favored his wives, and they would also not bother him staying in their own palaces in peace.