'the seventh step: find Han Jun, the Pervert God, to make love with the Golden God, Shu Fang.'
Boom! Boom! Boom! "Blood trickled down Han Jun's nose, and he stared dumbly at the book that was floating in the air in front of him, as if it were a strange creature." Seriously! Why do I feel like you're even more perverted? How will she agree to that, huh?. "He frowned". But on the second thought the last possibility is kinda... sweet. "He smiled cunningly and rubbed his chin. Right, before I forget... where am I exactly?" he asked.
The golden book faded, and a plain sheet appeared. Inside it was written:
*"Inside Han Jun, the Pervert God's inner mind sight, the everlasting ocean."
My inner mind sight? Everlasting ocean? Can you explain better? "Han Jun asked, not understanding a thing."
Another set of words reappeared on the plain sheet, and the voice that was narrating the words read again:
"Every other information closed."
Han Jun's mouth twitched as he stared at the plain sheet. "What are you?" he asked.
This time, no sheet or diary appeared. The words were written in the air, and the strange voice read out again:
"I am the knowledge of everyone in the world, a special element for the God of Perverts, Han Jun."
I see... then how can I activate you if I need you? "Han Jun asked."
A plain sheet appeared, and the voice read again, this time with a hint of mockery in its tone:
"The knowledge of everyone in the world activates according to the situation; you can't activate it whenever you need it."
Han Jun was once again dumbfounded. He wanted to ask more questions, but more words appeared in the air and the voice read out:
"You have used a month and a half here already; it's time to go back."
"What did you say? I merely used some hours in here—how is it a month already?" "Han Jun was shocked."
There was no response.
Han Jun sighed. "Fine, how can I free the people trapped in the illusion?" he asked again.
A plain sheet appeared, and it was written inside:
"You should have asked that earlier; your time is up."*
Han Jun didn't have the time to reply when he was suddenly blown away by a strange force. The large door closed, and everything went black.
Han Jun regained consciousness and noticed that his head was on a very comfortable soft pillow. "Am I back or dreaming?" he thought to himself, readjusting his head position to a more comfortable spot. "How comfortable," he mused, using his hand to sink into the pillow. However, as his hand made contact, he noticed something was off. When he squeezed the soft pillow, it didn't feel like a pillow should. Slowly, he opened his eyes and was met with a shocking sight: the pillow he was feeling was actually the Golden God's breast. His eyes widened, and he lifted his head to look at the Golden God, whose face was flushed with anger.
"You are really despicable!" she squeezed out between clenched teeth, and a golden light blasted Han Jun away, slamming him against the wall. She stood up, casting him a deadly glare.
Han Jun got up and dusted himself off. "You're the one who offered your breast to me as a pillow. How is it my fault?" he countered, finding no fault with his actions. After all, he woke up and found himself resting on something soft; under normal circumstances, shouldn't he have been lying on the ground? That was definitely her intention.
"You..." Shu Fang's brows knitted together, her chest rising and falling in embarrassment and anger. She was gentle by nature and not easily provoked, but facing Han Jun's nonchalant expression, she was fuming in again.
"Alright, you fell for me already; if not, why would you allow my head on those nosebleeding plum twins? Honestly, I was just enjoying my sleep," Han Jun laughed provocatively.
"You..." Shu Fang gritted her teeth and lunged at Han Jun. Rays of golden light erupted from the ground, surrounding him. "Forget about living!" Shu Fang declared, and the golden lights aimed for Han Jun's heart.
Suddenly, Han Jun disappeared from his spot, causing the lights to collide with each other and create a massive blast.
Shu Fang looked at the spot where Han Jun had stood moments before, her eyes trembling as she realized he was gone. "What have I done?" she murmured to herself, staring at the spot. "He shouldn't have died; I held back my powers." She took two steps back. "Was he really not a cultivator, or was he hiding it?". she wondered.
"Don't mourn me yet; I'm not dead!" Han Jun's voice sounded from behind Shu Fang, making her turn around in shock. She was now staring at the smirking Han Jun, who stood with his arms folded and a mocking smile on his face.
"You... how did you escape? What level are you?" she asked, bewildered.
Han Jun's gaze dropped to Shu Fang's chest, and he gulped down hungrily. The voice from the golden book echoed inside his head: "The seventh step: find Han Jun, the Pervert God, to make love with the Golden God, Shu Fang... the seventh step: find Han Jun, the Pervert God, to make love with the Golden God, Shu Fang..."
Shu Fang noticed Han Jun's gaze on her breast and the cunning smile on his lips. Frowning in confusion, she asked, "Are you alright?"
"Honestly... Shu Fang, I don't mind helping you," Han Jun replied.
Shu Fang's eyes widened in shock. "How did you know my name?" she questioned.
"Don't ask me," Han Jun said, using force to pull Shu Fang into his embrace. "I have a method to save you." He caressed her fair neckline and placed a kiss on her neck.
Shu Fang shivered and closed her eyes, she even forgot what Han Jun just said. There was something holding her back from rejecting Han Jun's touch—a pull she couldn't ignore. There was something about him that made her heart race, something that made her wish to stay with him. Even though everything about him was strange to her, and they were complete strangers who met coincidentally, this was the first time in her thousands of years of living that she was willing to submit to someone. This was the first time she allowed someone to take advantage of her, this was first time she wanted to feel such pressure. She herself couldn't understand how things had escalated to this stage. Shouldn't she be negotiating with him? How had they ended up this close? But honestly, his touch felt good.
Han Jun smiled and looked at Shu Fang. "If you agree to be my woman, I will truly help you," he said.
Shu Fang opened her transparent golden eyes and gazed into his crimson eyes. "Why are you so interested in me?" she asked.
Han Jun chuckled and laid his head on her breast, inhaling her sweet fragrance, his arms wrapped around her waist. "In this world, beautiful women are my aim. As for why I want you as my woman, I can't pinpoint the reason, but among many, your beauty is certainly one of them," he replied.
"Man... don't mess with me. Though I can't see through your level of cultivation, don't forget that I am the Golden God; I can deal with you if I want," Shu Fang's voice turned cold.
Han Jun smiled mischievously. "Why don't you give it a try?" He raised his head to meet her gaze. "When I saw you, I already predicted that you love me already. If not, why would you bother negotiating with me and even warn me about the disadvantages I might face after allowing your soul into my body? Darling... don't try to frighten me; it's useless," he said.
Shu Fang's eyes widened in shock, and she stared at Han Jun, speechless, his words are very heart touching that she didn't know how to reject his words. "That Siler beast... she was trapped in the illusion," she changed the subject.
Han Jun released Shu Fang, realizing that they were still in the Illusion Born. His brows tightened.
This was an illusionary trap, and since Shu Fang had lived here for so long, it was possible that she would be able to see someone's secrets when they were trapped in the illusion, as it was created through human feelings, desires, and levels of cultivation.
"Do you have any way of releasing them?" Han Jun asked.
"I can help, but as I said earlier, my powers are limited. I am of no help right now," Shu Fang replied.
"I see." Han Jun nodded. "Then let's make love right away; your powers can be restored in no time," he said.
"What?!" Shu Fang's jaw dropped as she stared at Han Jun incredulously.
"Forget about sharing your soul with mine. If the process fails, it will be to your disadvantage," Han Jun explained, noticing Shu Fang's strange gaze. Even though the book didn't record any disadvantages of failing the process, he wasn't interested in sharing his soul. There were two reasons for that: first, he wasn't sure of his soul's level of power, and secondly, he didn't want to cut his life short. He didn't want to die because of a woman again, he haven't become the popular pervert God.
Shu Fang's knitted brows relaxed. "You are right, but is there any other way? That method feels a little bit awkward," she said in a low voice.
"Dear Shu Fang, the decision is yours." Han Jun smirked. "We might as well be trapped in here forever, so feel free to tell me if you have any other method as well." He said, sitting on the floor, leaning his head against the wall, and closing his eyes.
Shu Fang looked at Han Jun's handsome face. She thought for a moment, but couldn't come up with any other method—or rather, she couldn't think straight. Slowly, she removed her veil, revealing her peerless, beautiful face. "Let's do it then," she said.