Chapter 155: Extra Chapter 1

Chapter 155: Extra Chapter 1

The news that the new Creator Goddess and the God of Death were lovers shocked the entire divine realm. For a long time, the Creator God had been seen as the ultimate heartthrob, while the God of Death was universally disliked. No one could have imagined that one day the Creator God and the God of Death would be together!

Countless fans of the Creator God—more accurately, the Creator God's essence—went berserk, displaying expressions of anguish and shouting their disapproval.

"Then go challenge the God of Death."

With those words, everyone backed down, lacking both the courage and the ability to do so.

In terms of status and power, the God of Death was the only being in this universe worthy of the Creator God. Some, upon learning about the relationship between the Creator Goddess and the God of Death, began to develop an inexplicable fondness for the God of Death and started shipping the ultimate couple.

"They're a match made in the universe; what right do you insignificant gods have to criticize?"

"You’re actually defending the God of Death?!"

"We’re just stating facts."

"We’re being fair and rational."

"Just shut up!"

My OTP is the best!!

Most of the shippers were goddesses.

The Realm of Eternity was a space inhabited by various races. Due to the Creator God’s divine power, any life form could receive gentle nourishment here, which is why many gods would occasionally visit from their own domains to stay for a while.

In the past, the God of Death rarely set foot in the Realm of Eternity. It was only after Jiang Xingzhuo’s incident that he began frequenting the place, but not to snatch the Creator God or anything else. As a result, people still had a poor impression of him. In fact, all living beings associated the God of Death with death itself.

Decay, pain, despair… all these negative images formed a grotesque and terrifying deity. This image seemed to be confirmed during the recent battles.

However, recently, the God of Death repeatedly overturned these perceptions.

The position of Creator God required constant attention to numerous matters. Even when gods had disputes, they would often seek the Creator God’s judgment, unlike the God of Death, who could sleep for tens of thousands of years without a care.

Thus, Jiang Xingzhuo rarely visited the Realm of Silence. Consequently, the God of Death began visiting his girlfriend more frequently. Especially since Jiang Xingzhuo, despite becoming a god and not needing food, still indulged in her culinary desires, maintaining her habit of three meals a day, afternoon tea, and snacks, taking advantage of her divine status to avoid gaining weight and often having late-night snacks.

The joy of late-night snacking was something these gods didn’t understand. After being rejected five times by the archangel for a midnight snack, Jiang Xingzhuo sighed elegantly.

As a result, the God of Death wasn’t idle either. He was busy every day, exploring the diverse cuisines and ingredients across different worlds. Being a discerning feeder, he scoured for fresh and delicious recipes, hoping to see Jiang Xingzhuo’s eyes light up with delight at the flavors.

Every day, the God of Death would visit the Creator God’s Temple to bring Jiang Xingzhuo various bento boxes. The temple had the ability to isolate the God of Death’s divine power, allowing him to stay there for extended periods. However, the angels always had to leave.

Initially reacting like rabbits seeing a wolf, the angels eventually became accustomed to it, even finding it somewhat unbelievable.

"The God of Death is actually like this?"

"He’s courting the Lord, right?"

"It seems so."

"He really likes the Lord, doesn’t he?"

"In fact, he’s completely smitten!"

"…As expected of the Lord!"

First, the Creator God’s Temple, then the God of Death also frequented several markets in the Realm of Eternity. Wearing clothes that isolated his divine power, he looked like a strange figure carrying shopping bags.

He discovered that these markets offered a wide variety of goods, including rare ingredients and some cultivated in the Realm of Eternity, which were more nutritious than elsewhere.

Of course, that wasn’t the main point. The main point was that this was his girlfriend’s domain, filled with her presence, and he preferred staying here rather than venturing far.

Being an experienced chef, he knew how to pick the best items, and no cunning vendor could deceive him. Not a single bad potato or egg could slip into his bag. Over time, he became familiar with the market vendors and housewives.

"Why do you cover yourself so tightly every day?"

God of Death: "Danger."

"Danger? What danger could there be here? …Oh! Because of the God of Death, right? Don’t worry, although we’ve heard the God of Death and the Lord are lovers, we’ve never seen the God of Death here."

God of Death: "…"

"I don’t know what the Lord sees in the God of Death. He’s ugly and terrifying." Suddenly, the divine body attack began. Immediately, a cold gaze fell upon them, causing a shiver.

God of Death stared at them: "The God of Death is not ugly, and the Lord doesn’t find him terrifying."

"This… How do you know? Have you seen the God of Death?" The person before them seemed to become terrifying, but their hands full of vegetables lowered everyone’s guard.

So, the God of Death removed his hood, and his terrifying aura instantly seized everyone’s nerves. Everyone fled in panic, from the vegetable market to the fruit market, to the fresh produce market, causing chaos throughout the entire marketplace, as if the God of Death was about to start a massacre.

The angelic city guards rushed over, seeing the God of Death: "…Please put your hood back on."

…

After that day, the news spread throughout the entire Realm of Eternity, leaving gods, devils, and other races stunned and bewildered.

What? The God of Death buys groceries in the Realm of Eternity every day? That sounds too absurd!

But it was true. After that day, the God of Death continued to appear in various strange outfits. The market vendors went from quickly closing shop and fleeing to cautiously selling him vegetables. The market gradually returned to its bustling state, with more and more curious gods sneaking in to watch.

Habit truly is frightening. Once they realized the God of Death was merely buying groceries and wouldn’t kill anyone with his divine power, the market returned to its lively atmosphere.

"What do you buy all these vegetables for?" Finally, a dwarf vendor asked cautiously. The God of Death had just bought some special mushrooms from his stall, a type that grew upside down in the ground with a unique texture.

The God of Death stared at him, making the dwarf sweat profusely, wanting to escape. Then, he heard his voice through the hood, "For Xingzhuo to eat."

He actually answered!

Wait, stars? Could it be the Creator God? It must be her; who else could it be? The Death God with such unique attributes would never cheat in this lifetime.

"Is, is it for the Lord to eat?" she still confirmed.

"Mm."

"Wow! Then let me give you a few more wild onions!"

"No wild onions, I want two devil peppers." Jiang Xingzhuo disliked the dwarves' wild onions; they were as pungent as mustard.

The news that the Death God cooked different dishes every day for the Creator Goddess spread throughout the Eternal Realm once again. The residents discussed it, feeling as if they were dreaming.

So the Death God is actually like this? So domesticated?! In this world, apart from the God of Cookery, which male god would do such things for their lover? Forget doing these things, even finding a male god who doesn't cheat is rare; most have at least two mistresses and don't know what loyalty means, especially the more powerful ones, who have even more mistresses.

The goddesses were shocked.

Apart from buying daily groceries, the Death God also liked to visit bookstores to buy books. According to a bookstore clerk, the Death God always bought novels and poetry collections, and he was well-versed in many authors' works. He spoke little but every word was meaningful, making him seem very cultured.

He often bought dried flowers and beautiful jewelry too, and it was obvious who they were for.

They knew so little about the Death God, and each new piece of information brought a new shock, gradually reducing their fear of him.

Regardless, the Death God indeed hadn't killed anyone in a long time.

"You've been quite famous lately; the goddesses talk about you," Jiang Xingzhuo said.

The Death God looked up, blue eyes innocent and bewildered. He didn't eat either, but since Jiang Xingzhuo enjoyed having company while eating, he accompanied her.

What goddesses? No idea, didn't notice.

Jiang Xingzhuo stared at his pale, handsome face and snatched the shrimp to eat herself, "They say you're different from other male gods, devoted and affectionate, domesticated, and cultured."

"I'll make them shut up," the Death God said, rising ominously.

"..."

"They're praising you."

"They're not worthy to judge me." The Death God's gaze towards Jiang Xingzhuo remained soft, his tone calm, as if stating an obvious truth.

Not just them, but everyone else too. Apart from the Creator God, the Death God didn't take any other god seriously; he looked down on them, carrying an innate arrogance akin to royalty.

And he truly was royalty; only the Creator God and the Death God were the universe's favorites, and the oldest gods in this universe.

Jiang Xingzhuo paused, then curiously asked, "Then why did you like me? Back then, I wasn't even a god, just human. And I did evaluate you."

The Death God: "But back then, you weren't a god."

Jiang Xingzhuo: "So there are different standards for gods and humans?"

"Mm."

Just like how humans get angry when insulted by another human but won't be upset if a cat insults them, different beings are treated differently.

"So you treated me like a kitten or puppy back then." Jiang Xingzhuo slightly narrowed her eyes. The Death God felt a chill down his spine, a strand of hair standing up, panicking and flustered, transforming from a proud royal into a pure boyfriend afraid of his girlfriend getting mad.

"I'm not, I didn't, Stars, eat, drink soup, cuddle..."

Jiang Xingzhuo teased him a bit before continuing to enjoy her meal, "Cuddle after dinner."

The Death God secretly wiped away his sweat. He had forgotten how he felt when he first met Jiang Xingzhuo because now, all he thought about was how much he loved her. She was always seen through a filter, not a kitten or puppy, but his heart's treasure.

Since the divine realm had almost no ethics or morals, many gods didn't care about gender. Jiang Xingzhuo felt it was necessary to declare her ownership to prevent any bold gods from targeting her adorable boyfriend.

The archangel looked at the two supreme gods holding hands as they exited the Creator God's Temple, thinking inwardly: Not necessary. Apart from you, who could handle the Death God himself? A single kiss ages one ten years, and anything deeper might lead to death. No god would do such a losing business.

Love indeed makes gods silly, even the Creator God couldn't avoid it.

The Eternal Realm was once again in an uproar. Both gods and other residents flocked over, bowing respectfully to Jiang Xingzhuo. They genuinely adored the Creator Goddess, but they were also curious about her romance.

Their deity was so gentle and beautiful, more approachable than the original Creator God and more noble than the previous false Creator God, making people fall in love at first sight.

Although the Death God bought groceries and books, and was cultured, wrapped head to toe, showing no expression, his demeanor and behavior still exuded an air of "I'm badass." Even though perceptions of him had changed, people still didn't let their guard down around him.

However, being led by the gentle goddess, even wearing that peculiar outfit, made him seem like a different person, the "I'm badass" aura disappearing, becoming docile and obedient.

An image of a big black dog popped into their minds, fierce and growling when its owner wasn't around, but gentle and cute, whining and cuddling when the owner was present, never biting.

Could the Death God in love really be like this? Was this their relationship dynamic?!

Impossible, could this be real?

A strange, exciting feeling surged within them, eager to continue watching, the joy of shipping a couple!

Author's note: Little Jiang strives for sweetness! Good night~